Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 102: The Origin of Qi Body? Inviting Spirit to Possess Him?
Everyone looked at Taoist Master Yihong.

Taoist Master Yihong stretched out his foot and picked up a copper stick that had been thrown away by a bandit when he fled and had rolled down the mountain path. He grabbed the copper stick with his right hand and danced with it.

Then Taoist Master Yihong put the copper stick behind his back, walked slowly forward, and walked towards the big man.

In everyone's sight, Taoist Master Yihong was getting taller and taller as he walked.

He was tall in the literal sense. Taoist Master Yihong's steps became heavier and heavier, and his body gradually expanded. He grew more than 30 centimeters taller from a skinny Taoist priest who was just over 1.6 meters tall in the blink of an eye, and his whole body became strong and sturdy.

"What the hell? The Hulk?" Gu Zhao exclaimed.

Taoist Master Yansong was also stunned, "Inviting a spirit to possess you?"

The next moment, Taoist Master Yihong formed a sword with his left hand and pointed it at the big man opposite him. He laughed and burst out with a Beijing accent, "I think this thief is a worthless person!"

Gu Zhao: ???
So you really invited Lord Guan to possess you?
Seeing Taoist Master Yihong's figure suddenly become taller, the big man was also stunned. Then, excitement and ferocity appeared in his eyes. He raised the mace and hit him on the head.

"when--"

The deafening sound of weapons clashing actually triggered a shock wave that spread in all directions, causing the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees to sway.

Taoist Master Yihong did not move, but the copper stick in his hand was slightly bent.

The mace in the big man's hand was fine, but he took two steps back.

Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.

But the big man didn't believe it. He was of the bloodline of a ferocious beast and had the body of a great demon. He was best at strength and was invincible in close combat!

So the big man raised the mace again, and saw that the copper stick was three times faster than him and hit him in the face.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdang——"

There was a series of rapid, dense, sharp and piercing sounds of weapons clashing. Taoist Master Yihong was actually not as tall as the big man, but he forced the big man to retreat all the way to the mountain stronghold.

The big man didn't want to retreat. Not only did he increase the strength in his hands, but he also circulated his demonic power throughout his body. With the power, he was able to move mountains, fill the sea, and subdue dragons and elephants, but he was also able to break mountains and shatter rocks with a force of a thousand pounds.

But even so, he still couldn't withstand the opponent's power that seemed like a mountain and an ocean. Even though he gritted his teeth and persisted, and even his feet dug three inches into the ground with every step he took back, he still couldn't stop retreating.

Whether it's speed, strength, or reaction, the opponent is superior to him.

More importantly, what emanated from the other party's body was not demonic power, but another kind of power that shocked him. It was a natural and grand power that seemed like the power of heaven and earth.

The other party has not formed a rapport with the great demon, so he is just a simple mage?
How can it be?

How could a mere mage possess such immense strength?!

The big man danced wildly with his mace, risking both sides to get hurt. He finally forced the other man to stop. Only then did he steady himself, grit his teeth and look up, "Who are you?"

Taoist Master Yihong paused, then strode forward again, swinging the copper staff in his hand into a flowery dance, and slashed at the big man's head. "Three sworn brothers in the Peach Garden, wielding Guandao to overcome obstacles and defeat generals!"

"when!"

After a loud bang, the big man's arms were trembling slightly and he almost couldn't hold the weapon.

As arrogant as he was when he just appeared, he looked as embarrassed now.

"Second son!"

The next moment, two more figures jumped out from the mountain stronghold, one holding a single sword and the other holding a spear, and they approached Taoist Yihong from the left and right.

But Taoist Master Yihong swung the copper staff in his hand, and powerful magical power surged out with the sound of wind. Even in mid-air, the two men were forced to stop and retreat to the big man's side. "We are disciples of Sanjue Mountain, but you are mages from the Daluo Palace below the mountain?" The yellow-haired man pointed his spear at Taoist Master Yihong.

"Sanjue Mountain?" Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows. "Isn't Sanjue Mountain in Changping Prefecture? How did it get to Xiuyue County?"

The big man snorted, "I am the second son of my father, the king, and I am responsible for recruiting soldiers in Xiuyue County. You guys should retreat immediately. I will not bother with you. Otherwise, I will massacre the whole village and town and demolish your Daluo Palace!"

Taoist Master Yansong narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "You just came out, are you going to massacre the village and destroy the town?"

Just now, those bandits rushed out of the mountain stronghold with weapons in hand and excited expressions. Gu Zhao and his companions originally thought that they were coming for them, but now it seems that they were preparing to attack the villages and towns at the foot of Cuiluo Mountain.

If they were bandits from the past, they might not eat grass in their own backyard, but if they have been assimilated by the big monster from Sanjue Mountain, it is hard to say.

Gu Zhao remembered that Huang Pinggong once took out the Blood Spirit Pearl, and each pearl represented a village.

"Uncle Master, do you need help?" Gu Zhao asked.

"No need!" Taoist Master Yihong swung his copper staff, "Let me go alone and see how they can approach me!"

Gu Zhao, “…”

Uncle, you are using a copper stick, so if you want to act, you should play Xiong Kuohai!

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Master Yihong danced the bent copper stick in his hand into a flower shape. He did not even flinch, fighting one against three and surrounding the three men in the middle.

Taoist Master Yansong couldn't help but pull at his beard. "This guy looks so kind, but is he so fierce when fighting?"

Gu Zhao smacked his lips. "That's great. We have a tank on the team now."

……

The big man was actually not weak. With more than a hundred years of Taoism practice and tremendous strength, even Yu Fei of the Golden Wind Sect might not be able to defeat him.

But he happened to meet Taoist Master Yihong, who was of the same type as him but was better than him in every way.

After a round of fierce smashing and chopping, the big man and his two helpers were actually at a disadvantage in the battle with Taoist Master Yihong. They were retreating step by step and were about to be beaten into the village.

The big man saw the murderous look in Taoist Yihong's eyes and couldn't help but feel shocked and angry. "You want to kill me?"

Taoist Master Yihong sneered, "Can't you kill him?"

The man holding a knife beside the big man screamed, "We are disciples of Sanjue Mountain. You dare to kill us? Aren't you afraid that my king will kill everyone on Cuiluo Mountain?"

Taoist Master Yihong laughed heartily, and the copper staff in his hand became even heavier. "Does he have that ability?"

"Wait!" The yellow-haired man tried to resist and said again, "Daluo Palace needs incense to build the mountain gate altar, which will definitely make them enemies of the Golden Wind Divine Sect. In this case, how about forming an alliance with our Sanjue Mountain?"

The yellow-haired man tempted, "The mage is very advanced, and the king will definitely be willing to form an alliance. Let's destroy the Golden Wind Divine Sect together, and then Daluo Palace will be able to spread its teachings throughout Changping Prefecture!"

Taoist Master Yihong laughed heartily. "How could we, the Tiger Guards, ally ourselves with a bunch of rats like you? We will kill you today, and when your so-called king arrives, we'll remove his head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stick hit the thin man's head, instantly causing his brain to burst and his body to die.

Then he turned around and smashed the spear with his stick again, and then swung it at the yellow-haired man's chest. The magic power entered his body and directly broke several of his ribs, causing him to spit blood and fly backward, blasting a path through the mountains and forests.

The last blow hit the mace, knocking the leading man's feet one foot into the ground and causing blood to flow from his mouth.

(End of this chapter)