I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 151 A grand victory!end of era
Fang Ze and Gu Zin rushed out at the same time and exchanged punches without any fancy!
"boom!"

A muffled thunderous explosion sounded, surpassing the cheering sounds of the two armies.

Fang Ze and Guzan had a tacit understanding and were not surprised at all, so they punched each other again.

That feeling of punching your flesh can still be felt even if you are far away.

The true energy swept across the place, and the rocks turned into powder.

Fang Ze didn't use any moves.

The last time I fought against Guzan, I knew that the Life and Death Qi didn't work, and neither did the Wuxiang Tianluo.

Guzan was a pseudo-celestial being, but he still took up the word "celestial being" after all. His movements had a legal charm, and he could offset most of Fang Ze's attack power.

The only weakness is that the body is not strong enough.

Fang Ze doesn't need to continue testing, he can just continue fighting in the same way he won last time.

Guzan also realizes this.

He also kept fighting with Fang Ze.

"Last time, the environment was not good for me."

"Yuan Feng, your methods have stimulated my potential and allowed me to take a further step in martial arts."

"Broken bones make people stronger. I am stronger today than I was then. You will die."

Guzan's thoughts were filled with absolute confidence.

He was confident that after [-] or [-] moves, he could defeat Yuan Feng and kill him on the spot.

Fang Ze and Gu Zan confronted each other.

Each and every move will produce a shocking feeling that directly hits the soul.

More than 100 moves to fight.

Fang Ze's expression did not change, and his attacks became more fierce.

After he attacked more than 100 moves, he started to get even crazier.

He would rather be punched and exchange injuries for injuries than continue fighting with Guzan.

Guzan's expression was like a bronze sculpture, unchanged forever, but his heart began to undergo subtle changes in mentality.

"Last time, we fought for more than 100 moves. Yuan Feng suddenly fought harder and traded injuries with me."

“I didn’t know how deep he was at the time, so I started to crack my bones and gave him confidence.”

"Yuan Feng's injury at that time should have been more serious than mine!"

"He doesn't understand Shenyun martial arts, and his energy consumption will be even greater."

"The first time you were able to repel me with all your strength. Now it's the second time. We're still in front of two armies. I won't give you another chance!"

Thinking of this, Gu Zan became more ruthless and desperate.

Fang Ze punched Guzan on the right chest.

Guzan could have punched Fang Ze, but he didn't. Instead, he punched Fang Ze in the lower abdomen with the same punch.

Fang Ze and Gu Zheng were punched at the same time.

Fang Ze took a step back.

Guzan took a step and a half back.

However, after retreating, Fang Ze and Gu Zun rushed back at the same time.

Fang Ze got up and whipped his leg upwards, and lashed towards Guzan's right temple.

Guzan had no defense and kicked out with his right foot.

Straight legs collided in the air.

Fang Ze took advantage of the force, jumped up, kicked his left leg backward, and kicked Guzan in the heart.

Guzan's leg skills are not as flexible as Fang Ze's.

Guzan pushed down his right leg fiercely, pushing Fang Ze down three inches from the air, and hit Fang Ze's left waist with his left fist.

Fang Ze turned sideways slightly to release his strength, allowing the punch to hit the oblique muscles of his abdomen.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

Fang Ze was punched in the abdomen, but he also kicked Guzan in the abdomen.

Guzan's throat felt sweet, but he suppressed the feeling and continued to attack and exchange injuries.

Such a hit-and-miss style of play shook the hearts of everyone watching their duel.

Whether it was Wubo Barbarian or Long Kang, they cheered passionately and concentrated on who would have the upper hand between Fang Ze and Gu Zan.

When the attack changes to more than 150 moves.

At this time, Gu Zan's expression has not changed, but his mentality has reached a critical value.

Last time, Gu Zan lost to Fang Ze in the competition of will when he had about 150 moves.

This time, Guzan is about to reach the critical value again.

However, he has a belief in his heart.

He can't hold on any longer, and the other party must be uncomfortable too!

This is already a pure competition of martial arts will.

Those with a stronger will will have the last laugh.

Guzan didn't believe that his opponent was really that strong.

"This Yuan Feng is about to die."

"He is so able to hold on. No matter whether he can hold on or not, his expression does not change at all and he refuses to show any flaws."

"I will continue to fight. As long as I persist, I will definitely win."

Guzan kept his expression calm and became more confident.

at this time.

He saw a faint smile on the corner of Yuan Feng's mouth.

Gu Zan's heart trembled.

how come?
Can Yuan Feng still laugh?

Have you been fooled?
"No! If Yuan Feng is so strong, he could have surpassed me last time."

"This is a battle of the mind."

"I won't be fooled by you."

Guzan thought.

He said nothing and continued to deal with injuries.

When Fang Ze saw that Guzan continued to come to change his injuries, the smile on his lips became even stronger.

From the beginning, he used Guzan's inertial thinking to set up an obvious situation.

As a master of Shen Yun, Gu Zan, if he really didn't want to lose face and just ran away if he couldn't beat him, Fang Ze actually didn't have a good solution.

Shen Yun's master Qinggong seems to be pretty good, on par with Fang Ze. If Tiexin wants to leave, he usually can't stop him.

But now...

Guzan must have reflected after his last fight with Fang Ze.

If you don't win, it's normal to think about where the problem is.

Guzan’s reflection seems to be correct.

At that time, as long as he persisted in twenty or thirty moves, Fang Ze would be the one who couldn't hold on.

Therefore, this time Guzan persisted and fought Fang Ze for [-] or [-] moves, gritting his teeth and persisting to see who stood in the end.

The idea is right, but unfortunately, the world does not work the way anyone imagines.

The correctness of Guzan's thinking was based on Fang Ze's strength at the time.

But who would have thought that Fang Ze had smelted immortal bones during this period, and his physical strength and ability to withstand true energy attacks had improved so much?

Fang Ze also had the Soul Concentrating Lock.

With this rare treasure suppressing the soul, Guzan's demon-like mental pressure no longer caused any trouble.

Fang Ze just felt that the opponent was very powerful and oppressive, but it was incomparable to the first time they fought.

Much less stressful.

Now that Fang Ze was hit by a punch, he still felt pain, but he knew that by replacing the injuries in this way, he could survive more than 300 moves.

Guzan will definitely not be able to hold on.

Now Guzan is like a gambler, always thinking that a miracle will happen with the next punch and the opponent will not be able to hold on.

Guzan bet everything on him winning.

This, on the contrary, lost the opportunity to escape.

There was a smile on Fang Ze's lips.

He even knew that Guzan would regard this smile as psychological warfare and as exerting pressure.

In fact, this is what Fang Ze finds interesting.

Guzan is tied to this duel.

This is a conspiracy.

Fang Ze struck even harder.

Guzan exchanged punches with Fang Ze and lasted until [-] moves.

His bones began to crack again and cracked everywhere.

Under Guzan's unchanged expression, his heart became heavier and heavier.

Fang Ze is like the phoenix in the Uboman legend, he can't be killed no matter what.

Guzan himself couldn't hold on any longer.

He calculated that his own limit was about [-] moves.

But now, Fang Ze's limit is completely invisible.

Guzan even felt like he was going to collapse at any time. "No, I can't fall."

"I am Wuboman God of War!"

"Seventy thousand Ubo barbarian warriors are watching me, how can I fall?"

"How could I possibly lose?"

Guzan roared wildly, and a burst of spiritual power came out, and his moves were like overwhelming the river, attacking Fang Ze.

In an instant, the Wubo barbarian army formed a deafening cheer.

The momentum of the Long Kang camp suddenly weakened, and the cheering voices became quieter.

Countless people in Long Kang's army were too nervous to speak and looked towards the field.

"The Divine Fist of Heaven is not going to lose, is it?" Han Yunguang held the handle of the knife tightly at his waist and concentrated on it. In the cold winter, there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

The Pingyuan Sword guarding Han Yunguang also held the hilt of the sword tightly and gritted his teeth. The knuckles of the sword he held were a little white.

Everyone saw that Guzan's offensive suddenly became fierce and poured out like a violent storm, hitting Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng, like a rock, withstood the attack of the storm.

This lasted for about seven or eight breaths.

Guzan's offensive began to gradually weaken.

As the person who withstood the attack, Fang Ze felt the most obvious.

"No way?"

"Then it's up to me!"

Fang Ze shouted and started to counterattack fiercely.

It was obvious that Guzan's physical strength and vitality could not hold up, and he could not switch attacks one by one.

It often takes Fang Ze to hit twice before he can get one move.

Fang Ze stepped forward and punched Guzan in the heart.

Guzan reluctantly dragged his tired body and waved his right arm to block the punch.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Guzan's right arm visibly bent abnormally.

After all, his body was more fragile than the physical body cultivated through the Nine Transformations. It could not withstand such high-intensity wear and tear, accumulated fatigue, and fractured bones.

Fang Ze took advantage of the victory to pursue.

He jumped up, punched his ears with both fists, and hit Guzan in the air.

Guzan's right forearm was fractured and he could no longer use his strength.

You can only raise your right elbow and put your left hand upright to block your head on both sides.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Fang Ze punched Guzan on the right elbow.

Guzan's shoulder blade made a crisp sound, and he was probably fractured.

At the same time, Fang Ze hit Guzan's left arm with his right fist.

It also makes the same sound of breaking bones.

Guzan's eyes were dim and he felt like he was losing his strength.

Both of his arms were useless.

Fang Ze's body was still in the air, and his fists turned into claws, grabbing Guzan's shoulders on both sides, and pushing his knees against Guzan's chest.

"Squeak."

Guzan's sternum made a strange sound, and the bones broke, piercing into his lungs.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, but Guzan pressed hard, but failed.

"puff!"

Guzan spat out a mouthful of blood.

But it didn't spray on Fang Ze.

Fang Ze grabbed Gu Zan's shoulders, stood on his head in the air, stood on top of Gu Zan's head, and flipped forward.

He turned his body from a handstand to behind Guzan, and at the same time grabbed Guzan's shoulders with both hands, and used centrifugal force and physical strength to throw Guzan's entire body out.

Fang Ze's feet landed on the ground and he had thrown Guzan out.

Gu Zan's physical strength was almost exhausted, and his true energy was also overdrawn. He only relied on his martial arts instinct to stabilize his body in the air, and landed on both feet, but because of inertia, he kept moving backwards.

Fang Ze's body was like lightning, a faint sound of thunder erupted, and he punched out.

Guzan wanted to raise his arms to resist, but his arms were useless and his shoulder blades were scratched by Fang Ze, making him unable to lift them up.

"Oh!"

Fang Ze punched Guzan in the middle of his forehead.

Guzan did not fly out.

But, in an instant, blood burst out from the seven orifices.

He glared angrily and did not close his eyes until he died, not believing that he would be defeated.

But he did lose.

Guzan's body stood as straight as a javelin, with a face like a bronze sculpture. He fell straight backwards and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The cheers from the two armies suddenly stopped.

For several breaths, it was silent, as if silent.

half an hour.

"Won?!" Han Yunguang, who had been watching the battle nervously, said in disbelief.

"Yes... the Divine Fist from Heaven won, and Guzan was beaten to death!" Ping Yuanjian also recovered at this time.

There was also a feeling in his tone that he couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, and he said with great excitement.

Wuzun Guzan is a legend for an entire generation, whether it is Wu Bo Man or Long Kang.

To the Ubo barbarians, Guzan is a god.

For the people of Longkang, Guzan is the god of death.

Guzan fell to the ground, and it was not just him who fell, but the end of the legend, the end of an era.

Even though I knew I might see it today, when I actually saw the end of the legend and the end of a period of history, the impact was indescribable.

Han Yunguang's body trembled with excitement.

He saw great promise, great opportunity.

Han Yunguang pulled out his sword and shouted loudly: "'Tianwai Divine Fist' and Yuan Feng's martial arts competition, kill Guzan fairly!"

"Long Kang will win, and Wu Bo will perish!"

"God bless Longkang, sons and daughters, follow me and charge forward to take the head of Wuboman's right minister He Shilie and avenge General Wen!"

"kill!"

After he shouted out, there were already selected soldiers with loud voices around, repeating loudly.

"God bless Long Kang, avenge General Wen, kill him!"

The sound spread.

General Long Kang, who was still digesting his emotions just now, became excited instantly when he heard such a call.

The morale is boosted, and the three armies are full of heroic spirit.

Han Yunguang looked at the soldiers around him.

The vanguard has already rushed out.

Han Yunguang's chest was full of pride.

Martial arts competition for supremacy is so contagious.

Yuan Feng wins, Wu Zun Gu Zan dies.

The morale of Longkang's army was greatly boosted, while the Wubo barbarian army was panicked.

Why not take advantage of the victory and pursue it?

Han Yun is full of passion, but his command is calm and unhurried.

As early as a few days ago, he had summoned senior generals many times to discuss how the army should respond to various possibilities that would arise after the duel between Yuan Feng and Guzan.

Today, what emerges is a best-case scenario.

If he couldn't seize the opportunity, he wouldn't be called Han Yunguang.

Long Kang's army attacked seemingly with passion, but the generals were commanding and controlling everything.

"Today, I want to win this battle and break my inner demons."

"I, Han Yunguang, can win even without sacrificing the people of Longkang!"

Han Yunguang swore in his heart.

He looked at the Ubo barbarian army in the distance.

In Wubo's barbarian army, there was already a commotion.

Right Prime Minister He Shilie's face seemed calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.

Master Wu Zun was defeated?

Still defeated so thoroughly?
Guzan was beaten to death by Yuan Feng, the 'Tianwai Divine Fist', in front of the two armies.

No intrigues, no calculations.

Yuan Feng was upright and won the battle with his strength.

Guzan died in battle, and the morale of Wubo's barbarian army was already in chaos.

He Shilie's own heart was in chaos, let alone others.

It is impossible for the Wu Bo Barbarian Army to defeat the Long Kang Army with high morale at this time!

(End of this chapter)