Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 294 Three Hundred Years of Weight [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket! ]

"This is... the technique of the Supreme Saint Qiankun Kung. Who are you?" Li Keyong's face changed drastically and he asked immediately.

"Hahahaha!"

Yuan Tiangang listened to Li Keyong's weak voice, sneered complacently, and said, "Why, father and son are reunited, is King Jin not happy?"

"what?"

Li Keyong couldn't help but his pupils shrink.

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang suddenly broke the edges of the stone platform, turning them into two stones that shot out from his hands, and then accurately pierced Li Keyong's knees, shattering his kneecap.

Afterwards, Li Keyong felt so much pain that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

Yuan Tiangang turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and said ruthlessly: "I am still used to the way King Jin limps."

Watching this scene, the empress couldn't help but feel sympathy for her fellow human being. After all, Prince Jin was still a local vassal king, and now he was being humiliated by Yuan Tiangang.

Meng Fan remained calm. Yuan Tiangang's act today was just to kill the chicken to scare the monkey. The chicken was already there, so what else was there to say about the remaining monkey?

Of course it’s the princes of the world!
However, Yuan Tiangang's methods could not scare Meng Fan.

On the contrary, Meng Fan was just like a spectator, watching the drama with great interest.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Li Keyong used up his last bit of strength, reached out with difficulty, and took off the mask of the person in front of him.

At least, you have to know at whose hands you died!

However, the mask was only half removed. Looking at the pair of familiar eyes, Li Keyong couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "It's you!"

It turned out to be Li Siyuan!

The adopted son who had clearly died in his own hands!
"Hahaha!"

Li Siyuan took off the mask, revealing his big-eared, compassionate face. He raised a playful smile and said, "I am in charge of Jin State, so you can rest assured, father."

"Li Siyuan... cough cough!"

"Even if I don't survive today, Li Xingyun will be buried with me. Yuan Tiangang, you lose after all!" Although Li Keyong's neck was firmly grasped by Li Siyuan and his bones rustled, he still gritted his teeth and said.

After hearing this, Yuan Tiangang chuckled and said, "Li Xingyun's martial arts were taught by me personally. Do you think you can kill him with just Li Cunhui?"

"You...how did you know?"

Li Keyong turned his head with difficulty and looked at the Witch King Chi Li, only to see that he seemed to have expected the current situation. He suddenly said, "So, you have betrayed me a long time ago!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Wonderful!"

At this time, Meng Fan only chuckled and clapped his hands, saying, "The Witch King of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave is the Tian Gu Star among the thirty-six Tian Gang officers. The chess game of the world has always been in your control, right?"

"Yuan Tiangang!"

Li Keyong couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Is that so?"

When Li Keyong learned the final truth, Li Siyuan took decisive action and personally broke Li Keyong's neck, sending his adoptive father to the west without any mercy.

As King Jin died, Yuan Tiangang turned around and finally looked at Meng Fan. He said in a hoarse and low voice: "King Qin!"

Meng Fan raised his lips slightly, and said confidently, "I'm here, does the bad commander have any advice for me?"

"hehe!"

"I don't deserve your advice, but I wonder if the agreement between the King of Qin and me still stands?" Bang!
Meng Fan closed the folding fan in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "It counts, of course it counts, Li Xingyun can help you however he wants, I don't care."

"Anyway, the final outcome is nothing, isn't it?"

Meng Fan looked indifferent, which showed that he was sure that Li Xingyun could not accomplish anything. His attitude made Yuan Tiangang quite annoyed.

But in fact, does Yuan Tiangang know that he can’t see Li Xingyun’s true nature clearly?

No, as a person who has experienced vicissitudes of life for three hundred years, how could he not see through it? It's just that he has no other choice. Li Xingyun is the only direct descendant of the Tang Dynasty.

Otherwise, Yuan Tiangang would not have said, "Your Highness must lose something before you can realize something."

Yang Shuzi, Ji Ruxue, and in the original book even includes Shangguan Yunque, Wen Tao, etc.

Unfortunately, this realization came too late, and was not what Yuan Tiangang expected.

As Meng Fan finished speaking, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became stagnant. Yuan Tiangang stared at Meng Fan intently, feeling mixed emotions.

After a long while, he finally said, "Whether something succeeds or not depends on how people do it!"

Meng Fan scratched his ears impatiently: "Another version of man conquering nature?"

"You do not believe?"

Yuan Tiangang clenched his fists, and the next moment, a slight breeze blew directly in front of Meng Fan.

The empress felt a pang in her heart upon seeing this, and thought of throwing Zhaocai away, which is the so-called "sacrifice of the magic weapon", but Zhaocai just glanced at him casually, changed his posture and continued to lie in the empress's arms.

There was no worry at all.

What a joke! If the master can be easily hurt by others, is he still the master?
Looking at Yuan Tiangang's hideous face, Meng Fan showed no fear at all. He sneered, "I believe it, of course I believe it. But if you want to go against the will of heaven, you need to have enough means and enough foundation. Yuan Tiangang, even though you have lived for three hundred years, you are still not good enough!"

"Humph!"

"Then let you try it out. How good is my three hundred years of strength?"

After saying that, Yuan Tiangang launched a sneak attack, unleashing all of his internal energy from the Tiangang Jue. His fist was accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, and went straight towards Meng Fan's face.

But in the next moment, Meng Fan's palm caught Yuan Tiangang's fist steadily, and even flipped it over and twisted Yuan Tiangang's hand bones directly.

In an instant, Yuan Tiangang's face changed drastically. He never expected that the attack he had launched with all his strength could be so easily resolved and even countered by Meng Fan.

Then a sharp pain came from his fist, causing him to groan, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Bad commander, nothing special!"

Meng Fan stood aloof with one hand behind his back, a look of extreme contempt, and easily took Yuan Tiangang's attack. The vast internal force of the Tiangang Jue was like a huge wave, attacking him in waves.

But Meng Fan was like an eternal mountain, and I remained unmoved, as if I regarded the vast and majestic Tiangang Jue as nothing.

This scene before their eyes shocked everyone present.

Especially Li Siyuan and the Witch King Chi Li.

Who is Yuan Tiangang?
He was an old monster who had lived for three hundred years, but the King of Qin took his attack so easily. His skills were unfathomable!

At the moment of the fight, Yuan Tiangang had already clearly realized the gap between himself and his opponent. When his attack failed, he simply dodged and retreated.

He put his hands behind his back, actually using his internal strength to correct his hand bones, and then smiled and said: "The King of Qin is indeed worthy of my Li Tang bloodline, his skills are extraordinary, and he is no less powerful than me."

(End of this chapter)