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Chapter 123 They are not right

“Improper?”

Wuchen looked at these dancers.

He opened a sword hall and welcomed and saw him off. He had seen many monks. He believed that he had good eyesight, but he looked left and right and did not find any difference between them.

"It's a little interesting!"

Bai Fengshan is also the leader of a sect after all. Even if Caitou is a top courtesan, he doesn't care. What he wants is the superiority of solving puzzles first.

To be honest, among these people, he has the largest ranking, but he was completely suppressed by Lu Anzhi before, and he was in the kendo field where he was best at.

Who can swallow this tone?

But Bai Fengshan glanced around like an eagle and falcon, but he didn't notice anything. He could only inspire the sword intent.

"Everyone, I'm sorry!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Twenty-four golden sword intents roared and hovered over the heads of each dancer.

This is his unique skill. The sword intent will be activated by the enemy's qi, blood and soul, and then the enemy will be tracked down. Even if the enemy escapes for thousands of miles, it will not be able to escape.

Especially when facing puppet masters and beast masters, it has miraculous effects because it will not be deceived by bait.

Of course, it is still much worse than the secret sword energy fighting bull.

But this time, Bai Fengshan, who was originally full of confidence, saw that the sword intent had not changed, which made him frown and his expression felt a little embarrassed.

"Auntie Gu, were you kidding?"

Bai Fengshan seemed to be joking, but he really tried: "Aren't these dancers all normal?"

Others muttered, but couldn't find any abnormality.

"Ha ha!"

The ancient owner laughed perfunctorily without answering directly.

An old fried dough stick like the ginseng demon immediately noticed that a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the ancient owner, which was a contempt for Bai Fengshan.

"Lingxi, what do you think?"

Lu Anzhi asked.

"I sensed a faint rhythm of true essence, not like a monk casting spells, but like a puppet technique!"

Lu Lingxi analyzed in a low voice.

When Ji Huafan heard this, he looked stunned and looked at Lu Lingxi.

When a monk casts a spell, a true rhythm will be generated, and this rhythm will gradually weaken over time until it disappears.

Some monks have very strong perception, even if the rhythm of the true essence is already very weak, they can still detect it.

Such people have the qualifications to become Dharma Gods.

Among all major sects, everyone uses this method to examine the talent of a disciple.

"Puppet technique?"

Lu Anzhi frowned.

When a monk casts spells, he needs to use the true energy, which will naturally produce unique true energy fluctuations, also called the true energy rhythm. It is so weak that it is naturally the top puppet master who is operating the puppet.

Lu Anzhi looked at the twenty-four dancers in the field, each frown and smile, and the charms at the corners of their eyebrows and eyes were all different, and they all had their own merits.

"Is there a puppet here?"

Lu Anzhi was surprised.

His puppet technique is also quite superb now, but he can't see any abnormality at all.

"Dear guests, isn't there anyone who can find any unusual dancer?"

The ancient owner drank a full drink and looked at these people, and his eyes finally fell on Lu Anzhi.

"Dalang, use a magical axe!"

Sanqi reminds.

After the magical work is used, you can cut any lifeless object into the shape they want according to the swordsman's imagination.

So even if the puppet is just like a real person, it is still lifeless and within the scope of the magical work.

Although Sanqi's voice was not loud, everyone was a monk and his hearing was amazing. He immediately looked over when he heard this.

This is a solution!

So my envious eyes couldn't control them.

After all, I can pick up a top courtesan from three hundred years ago for free.

The ancient owner was stunned and smiled bitterly, forgetting this: "Fellow Daoist Lu, I admit it, but don't let the secret sword go? Such a top-notch puppet is a pity once it is hit by a magical craftsman."

It can be said that the secret sword of the magical craftsman is the natural nemesis of the puppet master.

No matter how perfectly it is made, it will be done if you encounter it.

Why!

If I had known this, I wouldn't have let them go to the garden to realize any secret sword!

But this is not a fault with the ancient manor, because from ancient times to the present, there has been no one who has suddenly realized the secret sword in seven days. It can only be said that Lu Anzhi's sword talent is so powerful that it is beyond human imagination.

"Lu Anzhi, your secret sword was revealed here. If you can't use it, it's too naughty, right?"

Zhuo Huli is ridiculed.

He simply saw Lu Anzhi's silence in such a bad mood.

"You can also go and have an epiphany, I didn't stop you?"

Lu Anzhi said back.

"you……"

Zhuo Hu was angry.

"Young Palace Master, let's bear it for a while?"

Wei Chengfeng dissuaded.

If Zhuo Huli had always spoken and challenged Lu Anzhi, but this time, he did not dare to do so. The other party's strength made him afraid.

To be honest, if it weren't for the back of the Jiumo Palace, Zhuo Huli wouldn't even dare to say these two sarcasm.

"Stop quarreling, I'm willing to accept the loss. Fellow Daoist Lu, should I choose one?"

The ancient owner signaled.

"This guy is so bad!"

Sanqi curled her lips.

"Anyone is also a giant in the golden elixir. It's time to see a woman."

Deer Lingxi comforts.

"Owner of the ancient manor, I won't take advantage of you. If you want to win, you will naturally win so convincingly!"

After Lu Anzhi finished speaking, he took the chopsticks and used them as a sharp sword and slashed them out.

Golden sword lights hit the twelve dancers.

"Another secret sword?"

Wei Chengfeng was shocked, but he didn't expect Lu Anzhi to have a secret sword.

"Big...ambition?"

Bai Fengshan sat up in shock, and was stunned at first, then his eyes showed a covetous look, wishing he could immediately take Lu Anzhi for himself.

This is the strongest auxiliary secret sword!

If you get him, the sect battles in the future can greatly improve the strength of your side.

What a pity,

Why don't I have a daughter?

Otherwise, you can marry him and get married.

"What?"

Zhuo Huli heard Bai Fengshan's exclamation and suddenly became anxious, staring at Lu Anzhi with a cruel gaze.

This person cannot be kept.

“…”

The ancient owner was also shocked. I thought I had already looked down on you, but unexpectedly, I underestimated you. But the next moment, his brows frowned tightly, enough to kill a sea crab.

"Um?"

Lu Anzhi was stunned because the feedback was wrong after the secret sword hit these dancers.

The effect of the Ambition is that after blessing, the magical sword skills released by the monk can only consume one turn of true energy. However, Lu Anzhi found that the number of true energy in the body of these dancers is not only fixed, but exactly the same, but also the rhythm of true energy.

Just like there are no two identical fingerprints in the world, the true rhythm of each monk is also different, so this feedback is definitely wrong.

"Wait, are these dancers all puppets?"
Chapter completed!
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