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Chapter 385 Tianxin
Liu Mangfan had no idea what Kang Muang had experienced before, and he had no idea where the blind man who looked like a Taoist priest came from. He only knew that in this duel, he was powerless and had no idea where to start.

At this moment, the blind Taoist priest was pinching his fingers together, stomping the ground with his right foot at a very fast frequency, his voice was hoarse and his expression was crazy.

"Please come to the Immortal Master of Copper Skin and Iron Bones!"

"Follow the will of heaven and turn into a golden dragon as you descend to the altar!"

"The hand is empty and the sky is full!"

“When you go to a mountain, follow it. When you go to the sea, follow it!”

"Refine the Northern Golden Light Method, and cut through the cotton yarn with a thousand knives!"

"Come! Come! Come!!!"

The blind Taoist priest was casting a spell while he ripped open the chest of his outer robe and used his iron fan to stab, slash and chop at the man, and soon the man was covered in blood.

But only a few seconds passed, and no matter how hard he tried, the iron fan could no longer cause any external damage, as if it had really turned into iron and steel.

As soon as he saw this situation, Liu Mangfan immediately guessed most of what was going on.

Send a spirit?

Not quite like it.

Even if it is really something like spirit possession, it is definitely something of a very advanced level.

Liu Mangfan decided to observe first, because Xiaokang had already responded, and rushing into the game might have a counterproductive effect.

Kang Mu'ang was seen using the Spiritual Officer's Finger Seal to catch three apricot blossoms that were falling beside him.

At the same time, the blind Taoist priest had approached, his five fingers like hooks, and he tried to pinch Kang Mu'ang's throat with wild laughter. The latter did not choose to raise his sword to block, but instead raised his palms to stick to him, which was the Tai Chi power.

Although Kang Muang seldom used boxing and kicking when fighting with others in the past, Zhao Sanyuan's Bajiquan was so powerful, how could Mo Wenshan favor one over the other? After all, in many cases, magic is not necessarily more convenient than fists, so even if he doesn't need to do it on weekdays, Kang Muang always finds time to practice boxing alone.

However, his Tai Chi power had almost no effect on the blind Taoist priest. He realized how powerful it was as soon as he started to use it. It was as if he was entangled in a battering ram and it was difficult to use the force to transform his power.

There was no way to avoid it, Kang Muang could only fight hard. He changed his palm into a fist and punched along the blind Taoist's arm towards his heart.

There was a clearly audible sound of bones breaking.

From Kang Muang's fist.

Not only did this punch fail to cause any damage, but his hand was also severely injured. However, the blind Taoist did not change his tactics at all, and grabbed it fiercely with his five fingers like hooks.

"urgent!"

The shouts came from near and far, and the blind Taoist priest missed his move. Kang Muang appeared half a meter away without anyone noticing, and barely avoided the fatal move.

The blind Taoist priest tilted his head slightly and laughed more and more wildly.

"Shrinking the Earth? Great! Great! Great! Just use whatever tricks you have!!!"

After saying that, he rushed forward again to kill.

Kang Muang's expression was calm. Even though his right hand had multiple fractures, he did not even frown.

Facing the blind Taoist priest who was strong, cunning and crazy, Kang Muang drew out the peach wood sword with his right hand again, while the spiritual official finger gestures on his left hand remained unchanged from beginning to end, including the three apricot flowers that were stuck to it.

"The original ancestral qi condenses into fetal essence!"

"The five elements are perfect and give birth to the heavens!"

"The Four Saints Guard the Nine Emperors' Order!"

"Shock the Heavens and Kill the Evil Spirit Immediately!"

He held the sword horizontally, and his finger brushed across the entire peach wood blade.

With every inch, the sword blade would emit a cold light, and red curse patterns would spread up and down, and behind the sword were Kang Muang's increasingly cold eyes.

Three flowers washing the sword!

The blind Taoist priest leaped over with a wave of his palm, and Kang Muang thrust hard with his sword.

First there was a crisp sound, followed by a series of cracking noises.

The body with iron skin and bones was pierced by the Three Flowers Washing Sword!

The sword penetrated very deeply, from the palm of the blind Taoist's hand to his forearm. The tip of the sword protruded from the elbow joint, and blood spurted out.

The peach wood sword that Kang Muang had blessed with all his strength was also severely damaged, full of cracks and chips, and no longer had the same cold and intimidating glow as before.

At least, the peach wood sword in Kang Muang's hand is genuine, otherwise he wouldn't be able to even sharpen the sword, let alone wash the sword with three flowers.

Liu Mangfan, who was on the periphery ready for a sneak attack at any time, breathed a sigh of relief and thought that it was Xiaokang who was in his position. If he were facing the blind Taoist priest with his iron skin and bones, he would probably have no way to deal with him.

Having suffered such a severe blow, which was equivalent to a tiger with its teeth pulled out, Liu Mangfan no longer hid, but walked into the courtyard openly, ready to join the two brothers in a righteous beating.

"Alright, Xiaokang, this move is really powerful. You must teach me, Brother Liu, when you have time. If I run into a green copper or something during funeral ceremonies in the future, I will just go up and -"

Liu Mangfan's voice stopped abruptly. He saw that the blind Taoist priest whose entire arm was broken didn't even make a sound, and after landing on the ground, he used his stabbed palm to tightly grasp Kang Muang's wrist.

He smiled, his madness becoming even more intense. "I got you."

The blind Taoist priest grabbed Kang Muang with one hand and used the other hand to make quick hand gestures.

There are many things in this world that do not require the naked eye to see.

Just when Kang Muang cast the spell, the blind Taoist priest immediately "smelled" something, that kind of mysterious pressure was so easy to identify.

Beidi Method!
Its characteristics have always been known for its ferocity. It either does not take action at all, or when it does, there will be casualties, no matter whether the casualties are humans or ghosts.

While he was delighted, he also made up his mind. Since he knew that this move came from the Beichen lineage, the boy with glasses must have great confidence.

So he used the same trick against them.

So what if I lost an arm?

Even if I have to sacrifice all my bones, flesh and blood, as long as I can kill this kid, my life will not be in vain. My life will not be in vain!

The speed of Liu Mangfan's legs was far slower than the blind Taoist's speed of making hand gestures. How could he not see that the latter was ready to fight for his life? But distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.

The blind Taoist priest's entire body began to emit white smoke, as if all the water in his body was evaporating rapidly.

Kang Mu'ang, who was unable to break free, looked up and saw rising white smoke gathering above the blind Taoist's head, which condensed into a half-ghost figure with an evil face and fangs, holding a jade sceptre in hand!
Kang Muang, who always had some knowledge, didn't know what kind of ghost or god this was, but he was 100% sure it came from the underworld.

The ghost looked down at Kang Mu'ang from a high position, as if he was looking down at an insignificant ant.

“There’s no need to summon the gods!!!”

After the blind Taoist priest Li Sheng died completely insane, he used his most powerful trick to force Kang Muang to give his all.

Kang Muang's eyes just passed the terrifying ghost and saw Brother Liu running towards him, then he looked at the two rotten pupils of the blind Taoist priest, his tone was flat, as if everything that happened in his eyes was normal, including the ghost that rushed towards him with the jade sceptre in its mouth.

"You think you can force me into a dead end by using the same trick you used, but why don't you think about whether I have always anticipated you? I don't know how to summon all the gods, and I can't learn it, but I can show you something else."

As the saying goes.

Seeing things without changing them is up to me.

The upper and lower levels are in harmony and are not contaminated by anything.

No matter how happy or afraid or sad or joyful you are, you will never be moved.

Guard the golden ball and release the energy into the Niwan.

Out of Yangshen!
Kang Muang's Yang Spirit was majestic and powerful, and was on par with the ghost.

The blind Taoist priest, who was increasingly exhausted, did not take it seriously.

"Emitting Yang Shen? That's a good idea, but it's just that and it can't do anything to me!"

Indeed, the soul leaving the body is just the soul leaving the body. At the current critical juncture, it seems more like a random response to a desperate attempt to find a cure.

At the same time, the ghost who was summoned as a sacrifice by the blind Taoist priest himself didn't care about anything. After the jade sceptre in his mouth turned into the realm of the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed it!
A drop of blood slid down from Kang Muang's fingertips, but the speed of its fall was contrary to common sense and was extremely slow.

The Yang God's spirit formed the Fighting Thunder Seal with his left hand and pointed his right hand directly to the sky.

"I swear to heaven."

"Blood pledge."

"It's time for Tianxin."

"Yin Lei shows up."

In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, and sand and rocks were flying.

A ray of white light penetrates the universe!
There was no rumbling or lightning, no lightning burning the road, and not even a single snowflake was affected.

but.

The ghost that was rushing towards him stopped abruptly, and he lowered his head and looked at his chest in a daze. There was an extremely small gap there, which was spreading to the surroundings at a rapid speed, destroying everything it passed by.

This Yin official ghost from purgatory was like a chicken or a dog, and had no ability to resist. Perhaps it had never seen such a stunt before.
"Great! Great!!!"

"The Yang God is furious, even gods and ghosts can't handle it!!!"

Even though he was bleeding from all seven orifices and his heart was broken, the blind Taoist priest remained crazy at the last moment of his life and even gave Kang Muang the most sincere praise.

There is no doubt that every word comes from the heart.

But the more he admired Kang Muang's outstanding talents, the more determined he became to kill him.

Such a talented person deserves to be killed!
The blind Taoist priest's worship of the underworld officials and ghosts had already led to his death, and after his magic was broken, even the gods could not save him.

However, when your body reaches its limit, your will will often lead you out.

Pure obsession took control of his body, and while Kang Muang's Yang spirit had not yet returned, he stabbed Kang Muang's throat with the broken pieces of the iron fan.

In an instant, blood splattered and skin and flesh were torn apart.

(End of this chapter)