Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 341 Let's trade gold medals for provisions (Bonus Chapter!)
Black-level pagoda?

Ouyang Du frowned and said, "Why give a perfectly good Buddhist martial art a name that alludes to the seven punishments of the Avici Hell?"

"The Buddha also has a fierce and wrathful expression to scare away evil spirits."

Ren Shaoyang glanced at him and exclaimed, "Brother Ouyang, you also read Buddhist scriptures?"

With a flick of his sleeve, he swept the broken piece of wood from his hand.

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "I've only read a few Buddhist scriptures." He stretched out his right hand, and a burst of bloody light appeared. He then swept it away with great force.

The two forces entangled continuously, and the broken log spun wildly in the air.

suddenly.

The broken wood exploded with a "bang," instantly transforming into thousands of pitch-black wooden needles that shot out with a whoosh.

This move is none other than the "Combined Sword Qi"!
The combined sword energy is known for its sharpness, cruelty, and formlessness. It can transform into all things or attach itself to objects and burst forth.

The key to its application lies in one's own mind.

Upon seeing this, Ouyang Du shouted and unleashed a blood-red, ghostly light from his palms, striking forward.

A strong wind swept through, causing the wooden needles to scatter in all directions.

Ren Shaoyang stood still, a flash of black light around him, and the wooden needles that shot out "thud thud thud" stuck into the ground at his feet.

Ouyang Du exhaled a breath of stale air and sighed, "Sword God Ren, apart from Yan Kuangtu, I'm afraid no one in this world can rival you!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "He only has half his strength left, so it's not very satisfying to fight him."

"How do you know that Yan Kuangtu's power is only half left?" Ouyang Du's expression changed, and he quickly asked.

Ren Shaoyang said, "I don't lie. If I know, I know."

Ouyang Du sighed and said, "Alright, I believe you!" He looked at Ren Shaoyang's right hand and said, "Brother Ren, why don't you use your sword? Using a sword might make Ouyang much happier."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Since Brother Ouyang wants to see my sword, then so be it." He stretched out his hand, and with a clang, a five-foot-long, gleaming blue sword shot out from his sleeve.

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "I have long heard that Brother Ren's swordsmanship is unparalleled. I am about to have my eyes opened."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "Please be careful!" He then made a sword gesture and tapped three times.

These three strikes resembled brewing tea, displaying a unique and elegant style with a subtle and natural flavor. Although the two were clearly three zhang apart, the swords seemed to unfurl like clouds, and the air swirled around them, instantly turning the spring breeze into a chilling cold, extremely biting.

Ouyang Du's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected his opponent's swordsmanship to be so superb!
He hurriedly leaped backward, pushed out with both palms, and unleashed an unparalleled gust of wind that swept forward.

laugh!
The cold wind was like a real, sharp blade; with a soft whistle, it cleaved the incoming gale in two!
Ren Shaoyang moved like a dragon, darting to Ouyang Du's side in the blink of an eye, his sword flashing as he unleashed forty-nine strikes.

In an instant, sword light swirled, and the changes in movement and stillness, reality and illusion, speed and slowness, strength and gentleness unfolded slowly like a magnificent scroll, revealing the profound mysteries of the supreme sword technique.

Ouyang Du only felt the sword light fly past his eyes, and immediately jumped aside, then unleashed eighteen palm strikes in quick succession. Instantly, it was as if a thunderclap resounded in the dense forest, deafeningly loud.

As their swords clashed, Ouyang Du felt increasingly chilled as the fight progressed. He felt that his opponent's sword strikes were not outwardly apparent, but rather revealed their magic in the most subtle details.

As the saying goes, in a single sword strike, one sees only the wind and frost, not the sword itself. Beneath the wind and frost, only the sword's gleam is seen, not its shadow.

This sword technique is extremely fast and cold; it is the "Escape from the Netherworld Sword" from the "Kunlun Three Elements Sword".

The two fought each other, one's palm strikes like thunderbolts, the other's sword strikes like a thousand horses breaking free.

Suddenly, a loud bang struck down from mid-air, shaking the earth.

Ouyang Du stumbled back three steps, looking on in astonishment.

But then they saw Ren Shaoyang, his white robe billowing, standing tall with his sword in hand.

The winds and clouds in the sky may change, but this person is like someone who holds the winds and clouds in their hands, so awe-inspiring that one cannot look directly at him!

Looking at the sword blade pointing straight to the sky, Ouyang Du asked solemnly, "May I ask, what kind of sword technique is this?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled smugly: "Heavenly Sword Collapses the Mountain."

Ouyang Du slowly said, "What a magnificent Heavenly Sword! It's truly like a tidal wave crashing down, a Milky Way pouring over the ocean." Before he finished speaking, his palms flashed with blood-red light, accompanied by the roar of wind and thunder, and he suddenly unleashed it.

The "Blood River Divine Palm" is the supreme palm technique of the Blood River Sect. It is fearless of all poisons in the world and is specifically designed to break through internal and external martial arts. It can be said to be the number one palm technique in the world, on par with Yan Kuangtu's "Mysterious Heaven Black Gold Palm".

However, the "Mysterious Black Gold Palm" is nothing special. It was originally a method of extracting confessions through torture, but Yan Kuangtu made good use of it, and thus its power became immense.

But ever since Yan Kuangtu died, no one in the world has been able to use this palm technique to reach the peak.

Therefore, if we only consider the palm techniques, strength, and unpredictability, the "Blood River Palm" is worthy of being called the number one palm in the world.

Suddenly, a continuous "boom" sound was heard.

Ren Shaoyang brandished his divine sword, the sound of which was like thunder. He slashed horizontally and vertically, delivering twenty consecutive blows.

When Ouyang Du stretched out his palm to counterattack, he felt as if countless tiny needles were pricking his hand, incredibly violently. Half of his body went numb instantly, and he was shocked: "What immense strength!"

At that moment, Ouyang Duzhen was invigorated, and a misty, blood-like aura appeared around him. In a flash, he appeared behind Ren Shaoyang and struck out with a palm.

This palm strike covered an extremely wide area, seemingly empty, yet within the red light, it revealed a deathly stillness.

Suddenly, upon contact of their energies, Ren Shaoyang felt every hair on his body stand on end, as if he were being pressed down by an indescribable, strange force.

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and laughed loudly, "Good!" Without dodging, the long sword disappeared from his hand with a "whoosh".

bass!
Ouyang Du was terrified!
Because he saw a flower blooming on the back of the white-robed man beneath his palm!

A normal person doesn't have flowers blooming on their back, because a normal person isn't a vegetable. But the flower on his back, a blend of blue and black, was so dazzling and alluring, twisting and turning, growing ever stronger in the wind.

This is the "Divine Sword" capturing the dragon swimming behind Ren Shaoyang.

Eight sword blades shot out, forming a dazzling display of sword energy!

It blooms before Ouyang Du!

At that moment, he knew that if he struck down with his palm, he would probably be sliced ​​into mincemeat by the eight sword blades. So he immediately twirled his ten fingers while quickly gathering his strength and leaping back.

The sound of swords clanging and ringing could be heard continuously, their calls rising and falling rhythmically, as if in perfect harmony.

Ouyang Du felt a gentle yet powerful force approaching again, causing him to feel dizzy, lightheaded, and short of breath. He immediately covered his chest with both hands and retreated like lightning.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang shifted his body and suddenly struck out with his palm.

"Buzz!"

Black mist filled the air, plunging the world into darkness.

Ouyang Du felt as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss, about to step into thin air. He quickly shouted, and his blood energy flared up. His body immediately felt incredibly light and airy, and he transformed without actually turning into something else, leaping back several feet in the blink of an eye.

Both men moved with lightning speed, exchanging more than a dozen blows in an instant. Their black qi and blood qi clashed against each other, and both felt that the other's power was stronger than they had ever seen before.

The leaves around the tree were shaken by the powerful force, falling and swirling.

Ren Shaoyang sheathed his sword and unleashed a series of punches and palm strikes, simple and unadorned, as if clouds were shifting and mountains were moving. However, black qi surged from his body, pressing down on him like a landslide or a tsunami.

In an instant, Ouyang Du seemed to be trapped in an invisible cocoon, his mouth and nose suffocating, making it difficult to breathe.

Not only that, but the way the other person waved and looked away was like the beating of a heavenly drum, the rhythm affecting one's blood and energy, making one dizzy and lightheaded, and one's heart seemed about to jump out of one's chest.

Ouyang Du unleashed his full power, his Blood River Divine Palm unleashing a powerful gust of wind, his face bathed in bloody light, and his entire body radiating a wild, swirling aura of blood energy, forming a circular energy sphere.

However, it was still no match for Ren Shaoyang's "Black-level Pagoda".

Ren Shaoyang unleashed several palm strikes in quick succession, each one heavier than ten thousand jin, with several invisible energies surging and churning, producing sharp sounds.

Ouyang was enveloped in qi, as if being squeezed by a copper wall, and could not hold on at all. With a "crack", the qi formed by his blood and qi shattered.

Ouyang Du was greatly alarmed, thinking to himself, "This is terrible!"

Two taps!

Ouyang Du was struck by two palms and staggered back, his hair and beard disheveled, making him unrecognizable.

Not only that.

After retreating more than ten feet, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. He struggled to get up, but then spat out blood, looking extremely disheveled.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard, and Cao Dabe rushed over to protect him, shouting, "Sword God Ren, please have mercy!"

Ren Shaoyang swept over indifferently.

In an instant, Cao Dabei felt his heart suddenly tighten, as if it were being squeezed from all sides. He couldn't help but sit down on the ground with a thud, sweating profusely.

He stared at Ren Shaoyang, his heart filled with extreme fear, to the point that he had a delusion: the white-robed figure before him had transformed into a colossal Buddha, towering majestically, reaching the sun and moon above and overlooking the earth below, and he himself was like a floating creature gazing up at the heavens.

Cao Dabei then realized how rare and compassionate it was that Ren Shaoyang was willing to give Ma Jingzhong a chance.

If he had such strength, he would have already slaughtered his way through the world, leaving rivers of blood flowing!

Just then, Ouyang Du reached out and pulled Cao Dabe aside, struggled to his feet, his legs were weak, he coughed and said, "Thank you, thank you for holding back, Brother Ren."

Ren Shaoyang sighed softly, "Brother Ouyang's martial arts are too high, I can't hold back."

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "I originally intended to test you, but I didn't expect the Sword God to be so powerful that I couldn't stop. Once we fight, it will be impossible for either of us to emerge unscathed."

“Yes.” Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly. “Brother Ouyang’s palm technique is strong, but it is too domineering. Now that his momentum has been dampened, it may not be a bad thing.”

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "The sage said, 'Extreme rigidity will inevitably break.' My Blood River Divine Palm and Blood Transformation Miracle Skill have been tempered by this setback, like a knife being forged and tempered, and have become even more resilient. Ouyang is extremely grateful."

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "Brother Ouyang, I only hope you remember the principle that 'extreme rigidity leads to collapse,' otherwise your moment of glory will be the moment of your downfall!"

Ouyang Du frowned slightly, but still nodded earnestly and said, "Ouyang will remember the advice of Sword God Ren!"

"Here!" Ren Shaoyang pulled a gold medal from his pocket and handed it to him. "Here you go."

Ouyang Du was taken aback: "Why is Sword God Ren doing this?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "We're not short of money. This gold medal hanging on the carriage is too noisy. Here's one for you, consider it payment for 100,000 shi of grain!" He casually stuffed it into his arms.

Ouyang hurriedly accepted the gold medal, feeling grateful.

Everyone knows that there are twelve gold plaques on the blood-stained donkey cart, which were sent by the three villains to kill the envoy.

They are also a symbol of the three villains' disdain for royal power and their profound understanding of righteousness, which has always been a topic of conversation.

Now that he's giving me a gold medal to hang on the Blood River Chariot, isn't that giving me an enormous favor?

Ten thousand bushels of grain are nothing compared to such a tremendous reputation!
How could Ouyang Du not be grateful for such kindness?

Clutching the gold medal, Ouyang watched Ren Shaoyang turn and leave, bowed deeply, and respectfully said:
"Thank you, Sword God!"

(End of this chapter)