Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Murong Bo and Murong Fu spoke almost at the same time.

After saying this, the father and son looked at each other almost at the same time. Murong Fu said directly, "Father, you have already died once, so don't fight with me for this throne."

Murong Bo's face froze, and he looked at his only son with a complicated expression.

Jiang Weichen looked at Murong Fu. Was there something wrong with Murong Fu's mental state? How could he have changed so much?

The first few times I saw Murong Fu, he was quite normal. Although he was a little petty and couldn't stand failure, he didn't have any other major problems.

He is much more arrogant now, but his strength has increased after all, so it is understandable.

But now he doesn't even take his father seriously. He hasn't even restored his country yet, and he's already fighting for the throne with his father? And don't you still have an ancestor above you?

Even if the restoration of the country is successful, Murong Longcheng will not try it. Will it be your turn?

Jiang Weichen seemed to be thinking about something, then smiled and said, "Murong Fu, to practice the Beiming Divine Art, you need to abolish your skills. First, you need to cultivate a strand of pure Beiming Qi, and then use your own Beiming Qi to assimilate the Qi of others.

You're probably reluctant to abandon your own power, aren't you? Without the Northern Ocean Qi you've cultivated as a guide, you dare absorb others' Qi like this. Now your Qi is mixed and cannot be condensed into a single stream. You're not far from going astray."

When Jiang Weichen was in Yunwu Mountain, he absorbed the power of hundreds of people in succession and had no time to refine it. At that time, his true energy almost erupted and he almost went astray. Fortunately, he had the sword spirit to suppress him at that time, so nothing happened.

When Murong Fu heard what Jiang Weichen said, he shouted, "Bullshit! If you, Jiang Weichen, can do it, I, Murong Fu, can do it too. Now I, Murong Fu, am no longer afraid of you."

Jiang Weichen looked at Murong Fu, who had an arrogant look and spoke vulgar words, and was sure that his spirit was really affected.

Although Murong Fu could not withstand the blow in the past, he was well-read and would not speak foul language. But what about now?

Murong Fu's state of mind was still a little too bad as his personality was so easily influenced.

Jiang Weichen said no more, and snorted coldly: "You sucked the power of my men, so you should return it double."

Jiang Weichen's figure was as fast as lightning as he rushed towards Murong Fu. Murong Fu not only did not retreat, but instead went forward to meet him.

The palms of both parties collided immediately, and the two suction forces suddenly increased with contact. Jiang Weichen sneered, and Murong Fu also sneered.

He didn't know how many warriors who practiced the "Northern Dark Magic Art" he had absorbed during this period of time. His realm was improving rapidly, which was very refreshing.

Murong Fu laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, Demon Jiang, your Beiming Divine Art is a fragment, and I am practicing the complete version I got from my cousin.

Why do you dare to fight me, Murong Fu? I have to thank you for helping me store such profound power. After absorbing your power, I can fight against the Grandmaster, ha..."

Suddenly, Murong Fu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he exclaimed, "How is this possible? Why aren't you controlled by my technique? Why can you absorb my power?"

Murong Bo was shocked. The purpose of this trip was to let Fu'er absorb the power of the devil Jiang Weichen to make further progress, but he didn't expect that Fu'er was sucked back?

Murong Bo moved instantly, about to go forward to interrupt this state, but Xiao Yuanshan shouted: "Murong Bo, do you treat me like air?"

Looking at Xiao Yuanshan who was blocking his way, Murong Bo shouted, "Get out of here!"

Xiao Yuanshan would never let him get his way. Murong Bo was anxious, but the two of them were at similar levels. Xiao Yuanshan was out for revenge, so every move he made was aimed at his vital points, so he had to fight back with all his strength.

Seeing that his son couldn't get rid of Jiang Weichen, he immediately shouted, "Ancestor, quickly stop this devil Jiang Weichen, otherwise Fu'er will lose all his power."

Hearing Murong Bo's cry, Jiang Weichen's expression froze. Murong Longcheng is here? No wonder this father and son dared to come looking for him.

Jiang Weichen did not stop practicing his martial arts, but turned his head and immediately saw a bald old monk walking out of the city. It was the sweeping monk who had left Shaolin for almost two months.

Murong Bo shouted, "Ancestor, please stop this demon quickly!"

Chapter 294 Battle with Murong Longcheng

Murong Longcheng looked at Jiang Weichen and said slowly, "It's okay. Fu'er did have some problems practicing Beiming Divine Art. It's a good opportunity to start over."

Murong Fu opened his mouth to say something, but the huge suction force deformed his mouth and he couldn't make any sound.

Murong Bo said unwillingly, "But ancestor, this skill was obtained by Fu'er by absorbing countless people. Even if it needs to be discarded and rebuilt, it shouldn't be given to this devil."

Murong Longcheng shook his head and said, "Let him keep Fu'er's power temporarily. When Fu'er cultivates Beiming Qi again, I will let him absorb it back."

When Jiang Weichen heard this, he thought to himself, how confident he is, he looks down on me, does he think he has me in his grasp?

Seeing that Murong Longcheng had no intention of taking action for the time being, he originally wanted to stop and respond, but at this time he increased the suction force.

It just so happened that he had recently perfected thirty-five acupoints, and Murong Fu couldn't let his skills go to waste. He wanted to see if Murong Longcheng could let Murong Fu get them back.

Although I have to start over again, I can pass on this skill to my subordinates if I don't want it myself.

As the suction force increased, Murong Fu's late-stage Grandmaster power suddenly surged, continuously filling his acupoints under the guidance and suppression of his sword intent.

A quarter of an hour later, all 360 acupuncture points were opened. Jiang Weichen wanted to continue to introduce the true energy into the middle dantian, but it didn't take long for the middle dantian to be full.

Jiang Weichen knew that his body had reached its limit in terms of the power it could currently hold. After absorbing the power of half of the Jianghu and two half-step grandmasters, his body had finally reached its limit.

He withdrew his palm and flicked his sleeve, and Murong Fu flew backwards.

"boom……"

Murong Fu fell to the ground and quickly circulated his power. He found that he only had the energy of the early Xiantian period left. He shouted, "Ah... Jiang Weichen, I want you to die, and you give me back my power."

He rushed towards Jiang Weichen while shouting. Jiang Weichen snorted coldly, and used the killing sword intent combined with the sound transmission and soul search. Murong Fu was immediately frightened. Murong Fu was no longer worthy of being his opponent.

Jiang Weichen then looked at Murong Longcheng and sneered, "Master, do you still want to convert me?"

Murong Longcheng's expression froze, thinking of what happened more than a month ago when he failed to convert Jiang Weichen and instead had him ruin his state of mind that he had cultivated for many years.

Murong Longcheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Jiang, you have rekindled my obsession. Now I want to restore my country, and I am short of men.

As long as you submit to my Murong family and help me contain Chu Tiange from the Imperial City Division, I will let you go today."

"Murong Longcheng, I call you Master, but do you really think you're a high-ranking Buddhist monk? Amitabha? Old Monk?" Jiang Weichen sneered, "You're chanting Amitabha while asking me to rebel against you. What a joke!"

Murong Longcheng's expression darkened. He had been a monk for more than 30 years and practiced Buddhism for more than 30 years. Although his obsession relapsed and he left Shaolin, it was difficult for him to change this habit for the time being.

Murong Longcheng snorted coldly and said, "Jiang Shi... Jiang Weichen, I didn't pay attention to you that day. Do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Jiang Weichen sneered and said, "If you want me to help you, you have to show your strength."

Jiang Weichen did not refuse directly. If he couldn't do it, he might as well pretend to be submissive. The most important thing was to save his life.

Murong Longcheng's eyes turned cold, his aura burst out, and his robes fluttered without wind.

His right hand, which was originally hanging down, suddenly raised up like an afterimage, and suddenly a condensed finger force and sword energy penetrated the air, causing circles of ripples and attacking Jiang Weichen.

Jiang Weichen was already on high alert, and he also pointed out with his spy finger, and a condensed finger force and sword energy came forward to meet it.

The two finger forces collided in the air, stirring up circles of ripples and waves, and then melted into each other, and were evenly matched.

Murong Longcheng was surprised and said in disbelief, "You can actually block my finger force and sword energy?"

He had fought with Duan Siping in his early years, although due to the age difference, he was no match for Duan Siping at that time.

But after seeing Duan Siping's Six Meridians Divine Sword, he borrowed its principles and created the Sanhe Finger.

Although it may not be as indestructible as the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but with his mid-stage Grandmaster realm, Jiang Weichen should not be able to block it, right?

After being surprised, Murong Longcheng did not expect Jiang Weichen to answer. He stomped his foot on the ground and his body flew into the air, shooting towards Jiang Weichen like a cannonball.

Seeing this, Jiang Weichen did not dare to be careless. He immediately used his blood-colored golden bell to defend himself, while holding the Immortal-Slaying Sword to attack Murong Longcheng with all his strength.

He has collected all the top martial arts of Xiaoyao Sect, although he has not yet had time to integrate them into his own martial arts.

However, he had practiced it in the Yandao Hall, especially the use of mental power. After Jiang Weichen mastered it, his sword energy, defense, sword spirit, etc. became more condensed.

He wanted to try to see how big the gap was between him and Murong Longcheng, and whether he was being crushed.

As Murong Longcheng approached, he attacked with a powerful Vajra Palm. There was three feet of energy on his palm, and a three-foot-wide golden palm print directly covered Jiang Weichen's upper body.

As the attack approached, Jiang Weichen actually had the idea of ​​giving up resistance and laying down his butcher knife. Fortunately, he reacted immediately and it was the artistic conception again.

"Kill!" Jiang Weichen shouted angrily, and his aura also surged, and the murderous intent was released. His state of mind was no longer affected by his 'compassionate state of mind'.

Murong Fu, who was standing next to him, stumbled and fell to the ground the moment Jiang Weichen released his murderous intent. He was already distracted.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Murong Longcheng in the field, and then at Murong Bo opposite him, his expression was gloomy for a moment. With Murong Longcheng around, when could he get revenge?

This time, they took advantage of the time when Murong Bo and his son were out to ambush him, hoping to take the opportunity to kill him and then escape back to Liao.

But he didn't expect that Murong Fu had reached the late stage of Grandmaster, while Feng'er was only in the early stage of Grandmaster and had been suppressed by him.

If Feng'er wasn't so powerful, an ordinary person would have been crushed.

He was equally matched with Murong Bo. When Jiang Weichen came, he had wanted to join forces with his son to kill Murong Bo, but he did not expect Murong Longcheng to follow.

Murong Bo looked at Xiao Yuanshan provocatively and said with a smile, "Xiao Yuanshan, I didn't take action back then. All those who took action are dead anyway, so why are you still holding a grudge?"

"As long as I am still alive, I will definitely avenge this hatred." Xiao Yuanshan snorted coldly, secretly hating it in his heart. It was hateful that they bullied me when I was alone and had no ancestors to rely on.

After Jiang Weichen shouted loudly, his energy and spirit gathered together, and the two feet and two inches of blood-red sword energy on the Killing Immortal Sword immediately chopped up towards the palm print.

The palm print and the sword energy collided with each other in an instant, and for a moment the energy overflowed, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

Jiang Weichen's invincible sword energy was even sharper with the dual blessing of the sword spirit and artistic conception, but it failed to cut through Murong Longcheng's palm print.

Murong Longcheng's skills are indeed profound, and the most important thing is that he has developed spiritual consciousness, which can make his palm print attacks more condensed.

This is Murong Longcheng's advantage, just as the sword spirit is Jiang Weichen's advantage.

After a moment of stalemate between the sword energy and the palm print, Jiang Weichen's sword energy suddenly dissipated and the palm print was blocked. Although its power was much weaker, it still pushed the Immortal-Slaying Sword to attack the blood-colored golden bell fiercely.

clang! !

Jiang Weichen was knocked to the ground by the recoil force and slid three feet along the muddy ground.

Although Murong Longcheng was hit by the rebound of the Golden Bell Cover, his body only shook slightly before he was able to stabilize himself.

Qiao Feng hurriedly ran towards Jiang Weichen, calling out as he ran, "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

Chunhua also ran over and called out, "Brother..."

Chapter 295 Blood Flame Breaks Defense

Jiang Weichen waved his hand. The palm strike he had just made was blocked by the sword energy, and its power was greatly reduced. It couldn't even break his own golden bell cover.

"Brother Qiao, I'm fine. You go aside first. If I can't win, you take the opportunity to take down Murong Fu, and we'll retreat first." Jiang Weichen gathered his voice into a line and spoke directly to Qiao Feng.

As soon as Jiang Weichen finished speaking, Murong Longcheng instantly came to Murong Fu who was lying on the ground, grabbed him, and threw him to Murong Bo.

Jiang Weichen was startled. Was the message conveyed by the sound line being overheard?

But he soon let it go. Gathering sounds into lines is a way of using mental power to apply true energy. It condenses the words that one wants to express and transmits them directly to the other person's ears instead of letting them out.

The people around couldn't hear the sound, but Murong Longcheng had martial arts consciousness after all, and his consciousness had infinite uses, so it was not surprising that he could intercept the voice.

Jiang Weichen asked Chunhua and Qiao Feng to step aside.