Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 140 So cruel

Fang Wenyuan saw this in his eyes, was silent for a while, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "The complexity behind this matter is far from what you can see on the surface. Even I have to admire the emperor's great talent and strategy now, otherwise I would have long ago Raise the flag, raise an army, and declare yourself king."

Perhaps Fang Wenyuan's words were shocking to others.

Wen Lianggong sighed slightly: "I don't care about this. I will kill anyone who stops me."

Fang Wenyuan's expression also calmed down, and he took time to say: "I have plenty of time. If you are willing, I can even sit down and have a long talk with you. If you want to practice my Kung Fu, I can also teach you."

Wen Lianggong was a little moved. Most of the martial arts secret books he had received from the Sifu were ordinary goods. Very few of them could develop strong strength. There were even many restrictions. There were no top-notch Kung Fu books.

Then Wen Lianggong was very surprised when he heard this: "I have killed your top thug, and you want to talk to me about this?"

The corners of Fang Wenyuan's eyes twitched slightly, it was really a matter of which pot was not being opened.

He said calmly: "You are more difficult. If I encounter you on the battlefield, I will definitely kill you, otherwise it will be extremely harmful to the entire army."

Although this was not said in an obvious way, it meant that Wen Lianggong was very powerful. Now that Beiye City was entering a critical moment, there must be no room for error.

If he and Wen Lianggong really fight to the death here, even if he can really kill Wen Lianggong later, he will definitely be seriously injured, and maybe he will be half dead.

In this way, if something unexpected happens again, I'm afraid it will fall short.

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to be beaten?"

Fang Wenyuan said calmly: "There are no masters in Beiye City now. I just need to keep an eye on you. Since you are not affected by this sacrifice, you should be able to survive. You are not from Beiye City in the first place, and you are not even a native of Beiye City." People of the Wei State, why should you care about this kind of thing? This large formation covering the entire Beiye City is essentially killing people at the deepest level in their hearts, making people fall into a fight."

Wen Lianggong's expression calmed down after hearing this, and he couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

With one general's success and ten thousand bones withered, it's no wonder that the opponent can become a big boss in the northern border. He felt inferior to him just because of this state of mind. After judging the current situation, he decisively chose the optimal solution.

And now he finally understood why Fang Wenyuan allowed those families, large and small, to gather private soldiers, and only took action after all the formations were completed.

This is the introduction.

Use the lives of those five thousand fierce elites to activate the formation under the blood sacrifice.

After all, Beiye City is a huge city where hundreds of thousands of people live and live. As Pingyang said, the heaven and earth are changing, and the wonders are ethereal. It seems that the power to move mountains and fill the sea has become a legend, at least the mortal world has disappeared.

The best way to perform sacrifices at the moment is to arouse people's desires, thereby triggering indiscriminate killing.

Fang Wenyuan was really cruel, using two thousand of his elite members to complete this sacrifice.

Wen Lianggong lowered his eyes slightly, and the various signs of sealing heart quietly unfolded, and the spiritual power of Qishenting surged out from the center of his eyebrows, covering three feet of his body.

As the Iron Grinding Strength and the Bronze Body Strength moved together, his aura suddenly changed.

It is like a mountain rising, but it is also like the sun shining down on it, which means that the sun shines on a golden mountain. The familiar Bronze Statue Technique and the Mountain Formation Technique complement each other and are very consistent.

Seeing the gentle and respectful aura rising from the ground like a mountain, majestic and majestic, and the green and yellow interlaced all over the body, there is a vague sense of the fearlessness and majesty of the golden mountain under the sun. "You want to die?"

Fang Wenyuan squinted his eyes, taking advantage of the situation with all his strength. He was an unparalleled killer with an iron sword and an iron horse. His vitality and blood slowly rose up, and an invincible aura of invincibility suddenly emerged.

There was a hint of coldness on Wen Lianggong's face, but there was also a feeling of extreme helplessness and compassion. This was a bit of Vajra Zen that he spontaneously acquired after practicing the bronze statue skill deeply.

"It's still unclear who will live and who will die."

Wen Lianggong took a deep breath, and wisps of electric arcs began to flash around his body, and crackling sounds of electricity could be heard from time to time.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw a powerful wave of air explode, and people flew out like cannons. In the blink of an eye, they rushed to Fang Wenyuan, raised their fists, and then dropped towards Fang Wenyuan Tianling.

This punch carried wind and thunder, as fierce as fire, roaring like thunder, and the sound was extremely terrifying.

Fang Wenyuan was not to be outdone. There was thunderous sound from the tiger and leopard in his hand, and he spat out with great force. The whole body exuded an extremely strong smell of blood, as if the blood-colored aura condensed from killing countless people appeared on the front of the fist.

Everyone said that he was instantly invincible in kung fu, but no one knew that the best thing about him was the fist seal that he had condensed through countless years of battles and countless killings.

boom!

The punches and kicks, staggered and collided, made a huge sound that even covered up the crazy screams and loud slashing sounds around them. The sounds of fighting and collisions echoed throughout the area.

Once they made a move, the two of them didn't hold back at all.

After the previous round of fighting, both sides had a general understanding of each other's strength. Although Wen Lianggong had only achieved three masters of Qi training and had not obtained the essence of Qi training, with the blessing of many characteristics, his extreme state explosion was once better than Fang Wenyuan's. All must be brave.

And Fang Wenyuan's moves have been honed over time, and every punch and kick carries terrifying power. He has already practiced fighting skills on the battlefield, and his moves are all about attacking Wen Lianggong's vital points. He is already extremely talented, and he has been practicing diligently for decades. The accumulation of kung fu has led to the completion of the four exercises. The strength is long-lasting, and its explosive power and endurance exceed Wen Lianggong.

Those who are masters of Qi training have greatly improved their endurance and explosive power.

Wen Lianggong let Wen Lianggong fall down, using the three moves of Chengshan Gong with fists instead of swords, and with the blessing of lightning, all kinds of moves were at his fingertips. In addition, with the overclocking of his mind and the characteristics of Qishenting, his offensive was still effective. The fierce approach can definitely be called Li Kui's embroidery needle dance, and the strength is controlled to the extreme.

Yiying's attacks and killings are continuous, but there is no movement in all directions, he is as heavy as a mountain, he can lift it as if it is light, and he can control his strength, switching between his attacks at will.

On the other hand, Fang Wenyuan made fist seals with his hands, and with great strength, there was faintly visible blood-colored Qi on the edge of each punch.

With one punch on the surface, there seemed to be thousands of troops, wrapping up the bloody massacre and wiping everything out. His boxing technique was simple and refined. He allowed Wen Lianggong to change it in any way, but he ignored it. He just made a fist seal with his hand and blasted it out crazily, suppressing it. Wen Lianggong's attack.

However, as time went by, Wen Lianggong continued to run the Taiping Yaoshu scriptures, stirring up the thunder method, and arcs appeared all over his body, and the paralyzing properties continued to be released with his fists and feet.

Fang Wenyuan didn't feel anything wrong at first, but the more he fought, the more he felt that his shooting speed was a little stiff, unlike before.

How could Wen Lianggong not sense Fang Wenyuan's changes? He felt the slight changes in his refined boxing skills immediately.

The strength is shifting.

(End of this chapter)