Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 897 - 691 Direct Confrontation - 692 Incense and Qi

At this mont, even if Zheng Tong possessed divine skills, he couldn’t see where anyone was. His heart wished for a desperate retaliation, but found he couldn’t launch an attack.

No target ant that no matter how strong the moves were, they could only hit the air, making him feel suffocated to the point of wanting to vomit blood.

Sharing the sa plight with him, there was another person.

After Yu Changsheng refined the Cloud Crane Dharma Form, the Sky-covering Divine Skill and Divine Wind Control Skill reached completion, further combining the two phases, nearly turning herself into floating clouds in the azure sky, no longer able to find a true shadow trace.

Her attacks might not be strong, but that’s only relative.

These Divine Generals, the physical bodies they cultivated weren’t too strong to begin with. Even though they held divine skills, while there was no imdiate risk to their lives, they couldn’t move either.

Yu Changsheng played the trick of dazzling blind n, holding back two Divine Generals.

On Lin Huaiyu’s side, her combat style was sowhat different.

She stood still in mid-air, motionless, surrounded by a golden divine statue and a giant willow tree, which were firmly locked by two moonbeams.

The divine statue charged left and right, bursting out with patches of blood flowers.

The willow tree waved its thousands of strands, trying to approach Lin Huaiyu, but that was impossible.

Layer upon layer of sword light, extrely fast yet seemingly traversing through the void, directly appeared on the two, with Wanliu and Divine Power two divine skills only able to protect them temporarily from being slain, yet unable to counterattack.

In such a situation, even Zhou Ping’an felt slightly astonished.

Lin Huaiyu and Yu Changsheng’s performance was more outstanding than he had anticipated.

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Chapter 692 Incense and Qi Fortune

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Yu Changsheng aside, her combat style nearly made her invincible, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

As long as the Sky-covering Divine Skill couldn’t be broken, she would eventually play them to death.

But Lin Huaiyu was even more impressive.

Her Two Phases of the Wind and Sky fusion skills were rely auxiliary.

The truly formidable aspect was that her technique was flawlessly complete, sword technique reached the state where skill almost becos the way, and she was overpowering two Divine Generals.

Zhou Ping’an even suspected that if two more Divine Generals ca, Third Miss wouldn’t fear, she could hold them off too.

The characteristic of her sword technique was fast and steady.

Fast beyond human nerve reactions, moreover, the sword technique was extrely dense and never made an error.

"Indeed, it’s her style."

Zhou Ping’an deeply breathed in, no longer paying attention to the two battlefields, having already discovered that the densely packed imperial army was pressing forward, faintly hearing a decree.

"Full army assault, no return alive!"

With the sound rising.

All the imperial troops charged forward like madn.

Zhou Ping’an unleashed his sword qi, killing dozens, and yet the soldiers did not even furrow their brows, continuing to charge fiercely.

Seemingly ignoring the significant power disparity between the two sides.

He frowned slightly.

This reinforcent?

This must be the doing of the Pri Minister.

If these Imperial Army troops aren’t handled, when the two armies engage in battle, it could beco a bloodbath slaughter, it won’t stop until one side is completely wiped out.

What a ruthless decree technique.

Before he could employ Wind-controlling Technique to forcibly tear through Bishui and Divine Wood’s group attack skills, and block the Imperial Army formation, he heard a deep shout again.

"Blasphemous, kneel at once."

The sound resonated in his ears.

Zhou Ping’an felt a dull buzz in his head, as if the wide blue sky was collapsing entirely, imnse power erged from the void, suppressing his Qi-blood and True Yuan, making him feel as if carrying a thousand-foot giant peak, unbearably heavy.

His legs trembled in unison, and he could no longer hover, plumting rapidly.

The nine apertures moved simultaneously, his waist and back lifted upward, yet he still found it hard to withstand this force. His feet stood on the earth, sinking deeply.

"Hmm, this decree technique seems like Heaven’s Power, beyond human capability. This force seems familiar."

In a split second, Zhou Ping’an’s heart stirred slightly, and within his Sea of Consciousness, a million incense burned.

Whoosh...

Similarly, an indescribably strange and formidable power arose, transforming into blazing light flas wrapping around his body.

The oppressive weight above his head vanished instantly.

"So that’s the case, it turns out to be using the Heart Thought technique of tens of thousands of people to form the decree. The people’s mind is the heaven’s mind, from a certain perspective, the decree is Heaven Rules."

Flash of Inspiration occurred in Zhou Ping’an’s mind, understanding what thods the middle-aged scholar had used.

The opponent might not be strong himself, but he had mastered a way to leverage tens of thousands of people’s heart thoughts, akin to earth-shattering rules.

As expected of a Pri Minister wielding national political decree power.

Truly difficult thods to deal with.

If lacking the sa level of strength, or not recognizing what thod he employed, even with the power to shatter stars, it couldn’t manifest in this world.

It’s more rules than divine skills.

’Cannot allow him to keep using this, otherwise, we won’t know what kind of thods he’ll employ.’

The opponent had only spoken two sentences.

One sentence caused over a hundred thousand imperial guards to abandon fear and charge with death intent.

Another sentence manipulated the rules of heaven and earth, seemingly truly marking as a rebellious traitor, headed towards a dead end.

Such thods, powerful and eerie...

Cold light flashed in Zhou Ping’an’s eyes, his form transford into a stream of light, swiftly reaching the slender scholar.

The long sword was unsheathed.

"Guilty beyond redemption, die."

Pri Minister Cheng Wenyuan’s mouth held a trace of disdain, his figure faded, as if he wasn’t part of this world.

Yet the voice penetrating, reached into Zhou Ping’an’s heart.

"Useless, I’ve seen through your ans."

Zhou Ping’an’s expression remained indifferent.

In his mind, another million incense transford into blue smoke and dissipated.