Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 207 Euphorbia vs. Iron Whip Kunlun vs. Yang Fang

"Yang Fang?"

I saw him announcing his home status.

Kunlun couldn't help but frown slightly.

Not that she was angry at him for interrupting her rashly.

Purely because of the name, he had never heard of it.

After thinking for a while and feeling that he had no impression, he couldn't help but look past Yang Fang and turned to Miss Hong and the old foreigner, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Brother Yang was born in gold, and he is the direct descendant of senior Jin Abacus."

"I came to Chenjiazhuang this time...to pay a visit to Shopkeeper Chen and my senior brother."

He glanced at the red girl from the corner of his eye.

"Whether it's in retreat or not, I'll know after I go see it."

"Yes, that's right down there."

"Touch the Golden Gate?!"

Yang Fang has been living in Zhuangzi these days.

After hearing the previous article, Yang Fang couldn't wait to have a hearty fight.

This kid is a martial arts madman. From morning to night, most of his time is spent on polishing his martial arts.

did not expect.

"Brother Kunlun, if you don't believe it, ask the old foreigner and Miss Hong."

From the first moment he saw Kunlun, he knew that Shopkeeper Chen Yulou Chen had not lied to him. This guy was indeed one of the best in a million.

They rushed back from Changsha City all the way at starry night just because they wanted to ask Chen Yulou to diagnose and treat Huzi as soon as possible. They had no time to deal with him.

There are countless good players in Changsheng Mountain.

"Sparring is okay, but not today."

It gives people an incomparable pressure.

How could Yang Fang be willing to miss it?

Relying on the sky and rising from the earth, the tiger is as powerful as the mountain.

Kunlun still looked calm.

Since we are here to visit the shopkeeper, why do we start fighting when we meet?

Just standing there.

"Why?"

"Your shopkeeper is still in retreat. He is just exchanging ideas without wasting time."

Kunlun said it to death with a backhand.

Yang Fang nodded.

It's not easy to meet a well-matched opponent.

It's hard to describe.

Faced with his persistent pursuit, Kunlun seemed to have never heard of him from beginning to end.

It's okay to be let go by him, but as long as he feels that his kung fu methods are superior, he will be the end of sleepless nights.

Kunlun didn't notice the strangeness in his expression.

"I just came back today. I want to see the shopkeeper."

"What I said is real."

He had heard Kunlun's name too many times.

Just feel weird.

But now, when I hear his name, I feel like I can't avoid it like seeing the God of Plague.

The fighting spirit in a pair of night eyes became stronger and stronger.

He has been waiting for this battle today for too long.

Kunlun glanced at him, just shook his head and said calmly.

Seeing that she had no intention of speaking.

Seeing that he ignored him at all, Yang Fang's face became even more impatient.

The old foreigner could only bite the bullet and explain in a low voice.

these days.

The remaining half is looking for people to learn from.

Even the horse he rides on is much taller than others.

It wasn’t just the promise from shopkeeper Chen that day.

More are those brothers on the Everlasting Victory Mountain who were defeated by him.

Talking about how ferocious Kunlun is, capable of tearing apart tigers and leopards alive.

because of this.

Only when he heard that Kunlun had returned, he hurriedly followed the two of them out to greet him, just to get what he wanted as soon as possible.

Who knows, right now people are ignoring it at all.

"For the last time, I have something to do today."

Kunlun held the reins and looked at Yang Fang's calm voice.

only……

Seemingly calm eyes.

When it fell on Yang Fang, it made him feel like a light on his back.

"Just once, after the discussion, Yang will stop entangled, how about it?"

Seeing that the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense.

Huamaguai couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

"Brother Yang Fang, we have been working hard all the way without any rest. We are really tired. How about this? I'll wait until I meet the shopkeeper and ask him for his opinion."

"If he agrees, the discussion will be in the near future."

have to say.

Huamaguai is slick in everything he does.

A few words not only relaxed the atmosphere, but also made a suggestion that neither Yang Fang nor Kunlun could refuse.

"Kunlun, what do you think?"

Huama turned back to look at Kunlun and blinked.

"I'm OK."

Seeing this, Huamaguai couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kunlun's personality has indeed changed a lot since he regained his consciousness. If this were the case in the past, with his stubborn temper, he would not have been able to get through this matter today without inviting the shopkeeper.

"What about brother Yang Fang?"

Huama turned to look at Yang Fang.

"I'm sorry, but the last thing Yang can learn in this life is the word patience."

"what?"

Hear this.

Huamaguai suddenly felt a sense of vigilance in her heart.

But he just finished speaking.

hum-

A clanging sound like broken gold and cracking rocks exploded in my ears.

I saw Yang Fang swiping his backhand from behind.

With a flick of his wrist, the heavily wrapped black cloth was instantly shattered into pieces by the surging inner energy.

Everyone looked up.

Only then did he realize that what he was carrying on his back was actually a steel whip as long as a spear, with four edges and seven sections.

The style of iron whip is ancient.

At first glance, it seems that it is not a newly minted thing.

The color is like brass, extremely deep, and the four-sided concave surface is engraved with talismans.

Compared with the whip body, which is as thick as a mace, the four-sided blade is polished to be extremely sharp.

At this moment, he was holding it in his hand, and the light and shadow intertwined, bringing out pieces of cold light.

What is even more amazing is the dragon scale pattern smelted from secret gold on the whip handle.

"The magic whip..."

See him pull out the iron whip.

The red girl's eyes couldn't help but gleam.

Some time ago, after Yang Fang came to live in Zhuangzi, the shopkeeper mentioned it to her once.

It is said that the iron whip behind him has great origins.

It is said to be a Taoist magic weapon passed down by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain in the Han Dynasty.

I don’t know how it was obtained by Jin Abacus.

Passed to Yang Fang.

This whip is so powerful that it can not only suppress rigor mortis, but also disperse souls.

However, after being in Chenjiazhuang for so long, Yang Fang found someone to spar with almost every day, but he never used the magic whip, and only relied on his fists and kicks to suppress him.

Now I see Kunlun for the first time.

He actually used the magic whip without hesitation.

It also allowed her to finally see what this fine steel whip looked like.

It was almost completely different from her nine-section whip.

"It's bad. This kid is stubborn, and Kunlun is even more stubborn. I'm afraid we can't avoid this battle today."

The red girl's eyes flickered.

The old foreigner on the side looked solemn.

Holding the handle of the whip, Yang Fang tapped his toes on the ground, and he jumped up. His body was so agile that even Miss Hong, who was always famous for her light body skills, couldn't help but marvel.

Yang Fang was as fast as blue smoke.

He walked straight past Huamaguai who was riding on horseback in front of him.

The cold light flickered on the divine whip and headed straight for Kunlun.

"Kunlun, be careful!"

It was also the first time for Old Shen to see such a battle.

I was still amazed at the fact that I saw several martial arts masters one after another as soon as I entered Chenjiazhuang.

who knows.

A kid suddenly appeared and started to spar if they disagreed.

In the past, it was not uncommon for people to compete in martial arts while traveling around the world, and even fight to the death. But how could there be any reason to force someone to do so?
What's more, I have already said it, as long as shopkeeper Chen agrees.

But this kid still pressed forward step by step.

Now they are facing each other with swords drawn. Seeing that the iron whip was coming, Old Shen couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.

Bang!
Where to use him to remind.

Almost at the moment Yang Fang took action.

Kunlun's calm eyes seemed to have a muffled thunder falling as he pulled out the halberd behind him and struck it hard out of thin air.

In an instant.

The clear sound of metal and stone colliding resounded.

Just a backhand pick blocked Yang Fang's attack.

Kunlun jumped off the horse.

He didn't pay attention to Yang Fang who was shocked away by him, and just said warmly to Huamaguai, Miss Hong, Old Man Shen and others.

"Master Shen, don't worry."

"Kidnapper, take them away."

"it is good."

See his cold and calm face.

Huamaguai felt his scalp numb, as if it was going to explode.

He knows Kunlun too well.

From the first time he stepped into Chenjiazhuang, the shopkeeper told him to take good care of him.

Now in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

No matter when I was stupid and silent back then, or now when I am spiritually enlightened, the only thing that has not changed is this.

The quieter he is, the more it means he is really angry.

But he understood better that once Kunlun decided to do something, he could not stop it with just a few words.

I can only talk about the boy named Yang Fang.

I'm afraid I'm going to hit a brick wall today.

"Master Shen, let's go."

Pulling the reins and turning the horse's head, Huamaguai reminded Old Shen.

At the same time, he did not forget to comfort the little guy in his arms.

"Don't worry, Huzi, your brother Kunlun will be fine."

"I know……"

Huzi clenched his fists and nodded heavily.

The group quickly retreated.

Make way for a clearing by the lake.

Seeing this, Kunlun turned around and looked at Yang Fang, who was not far away.

Feel the numbness on your wrist.

Yang Fang couldn't conceal his shock.

It was just a test, almost forcing him to use more than 60% of his strength.

As expected of Kunlun!
"Hit the magic whip, Yang Fang!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fangheng held the whip in his hand. All the shock in his eyes had been put away, leaving only a burning fighting spirit.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had faced such an opponent.

"Kunlun!"

Kunlun just uttered two words lightly.

At the same time, his wrists changed formation, and the halberd landed heavily on the ground. The next moment, he strode out, dragging the tip of the halberd across the ground, and fire splashed in all directions.

"Gather up your momentum!"

See this scene.

Yang Fang didn't dare to underestimate him in the slightest.

He had seen many masters using guns, but this was the first time for Euphorbia.

More importantly, on that big halberd, he could faintly see the shadow of the Five Tigers' door-breaking gun.

Past experience told him.

He must not sit still and wait for death at this moment. Once Kunlun's momentum is over, with his majestic strength, he will not be able to stop that momentum at all.

and so……

Get started first!
Almost in an instant, Yang Fang had a countermeasure in mind.

A low drink.

Holding the divine whip, he would not retreat but advance. He wanted to forcibly interrupt Kunlun before he could gain momentum.

boom!
What Yang Fang was most proud of in his life was not his tyranny with the magic whip, but his extraordinary stature. This was also the origin of his reputation as a civet cat racer.

"What a handsome light body skill!"

"After all, people in the world call them civet cats."

The moment he rushed out with his whip.

The highest point in Chenjiazhuang.

On the top of the sixth floor of Guanyun Tower.

Two figures, one green and one blue, stand side by side with their hands behind their backs.

Shockingly, they were Chen Yulou and Partridge Shao.

On the stone stove beside the table behind him.

There was also a pot of wine warming up.

On the table were sixteen transparent and ink-colored rings, as well as a dragon bone no bigger than a palm.

Dozens of strange characters can still be seen faintly.

At this moment, the two of them were standing at the window, looking across the corridor and having a panoramic view of the entire Chenjiazhuang.

Naturally, I can also see the scene by the lake clearly.

Seeing Yang Fang take action, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but praise.

Each of the four sects of inverted fighting has its own light body technique.

Just like him, he has known how to practice since he was a child. He can climb mountains and ridges, climb rocks and go down streams. Even if he has to go through dangerous ancient tomb battles, he can still walk on the ground with just a sky-drilling rope.

The same is true for Xiling.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, the Taosha official faction integrated into Xiling, and a strange man Liu Zixian was born.

This man has unparalleled knowledge and a photographic memory.

Combining the methods of various factions, the technique of Thousand Rods and the secret method of circle holes were created.

Among them, the technique of Qiangan is the method of lightening one's body.

With the help of bamboo poles, one can roam freely in the tomb, which is almost the same as the legendary gecko's wall-walking ability.

But even the two of them couldn't help but feel emotional when they saw Yang Fang's skill at this moment.

"Brother Chen, who do you think can win?"

Looking into the distance, Partridge Whistle suddenly asked.

"What, Brother Dao wants to place a bet?"

Seeing that Partridge Whistle, who had always been devoted to cultivating Taoism and had rarely been seen in these days, could actually hear this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but smile slightly at the corners of his eyes.

Partridge Whistle shook his head, "I'm not betting on you, I'm just curious, who is Brother Chen more optimistic about?"

"Of course Kunlun."

Chen Yulou didn't even think about it.

Although Yang Fang's methods are indeed extraordinary and he became a god in martial arts in the world of Nuo God, he has not yet grown to the state he will be in the future.

The real transformation came after years of traveling around the world.

The time when entering the realm of Luoyang.

As for Kunlun, no one in the world knows it better than him.

This guy is a pure human weapon.

Before practicing martial arts, he could tear apart tigers and leopards, and kill dozens of people with one person. Now, with Qixing Heng practicing martial arts, he has also mastered the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Spear to the point of perfection.

Just one step away.

Then you can step into the realm of unity between nature and man that all gun practitioners in the world long for.

Therefore, compared to him, Yang Fang is still a step behind.

"It seems that Brother Chen has full confidence in Kunlun."

"That's natural."

While talking.

The lake in the distance.

Yang Fang had already approached Kunlun, and with an astonishing momentum, the divine whip swept towards Kunlun's chest fiercely, as if a dragon roared.

Kunlun is dragging his gun.

Feeling the sound of breaking through the air, there was no change in his expression.

It seems to have been expected.

hum!
With a flick of his wrist, the big halberd was instantly raised and thrust out.

clang!
The spurge, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was as light as a fallen leaf in his hand, but when it fell, it was as heavy as a landslide, and it stabbed the magic whip accurately.

A sound like heavy hammers and drums resounded.

Yang Fang's offensive was stopped instantly.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, faced each other in the air.

The terrifying strength between the two people actually formed an invisible strong wind, blowing up countless dust and sand.

Seems evenly matched.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the body of Yang Fang who was attacking was trembling and his face was pale. On the contrary, Kunlun, whose momentum was interrupted, had the same look as before, his legs were rooted and he was overwhelmed with strength.

"Boom-"

next moment.

Kunlun threw the big halberd from his hand.

He spread his fingers and hit the tail of the halberd with one palm.

The force penetrates from the great halberd to the divine whip.

Yang Fang, who was already struggling to hold on, couldn't bear it any longer. He took more than ten steps back in a row, and then forcibly stopped his body.

only……

It was difficult to stabilize the body shape.

The energy and blood all over his body were extremely chaotic. The moment he stepped out with his right foot and stopped, he felt the energy and blood surge under his chest, and a sweet feeling rushed out of his throat.

Then I couldn't help it anymore.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"you lose."

"That's the end of today's discussion."

(End of this chapter)