Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

Chapter 120 Murong Longcheng Infused with the Power of the Immortal God

The appearance of Yang Zhao and Zhao Shirong perfectly illustrates what it means when a mantis stalks a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Whether it is Murong Longcheng or Zhu Xiawu.

At this moment, both of them looked extremely ugly.

On the contrary, Yang Zhao looked at the two with a smile and said, "Your Highness, the city of Zhenjiang is a very good burial site. It is windy outside, so you should rest here."

Ignored Zhu Xiawu.

Yang Zhao was like the real owner of this place, looking at Murong Longcheng with calm and indifferent eyes.

His expression was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable dominance.

Murong Longcheng laughed in anger and said, "You little brat, don't you think that after you break through the heavenly realm, no one in the world can defeat you? Today, I will teach you what it means to respect etiquette and morality!"

Right now, Murong Longcheng's chance of survival is minimal.

So at this moment, Murong Longcheng was the most resolute.

Murong Longcheng took out six golden needles, each about a foot long, from his arms and inserted them into important acupuncture points such as Tianling, Hegu, Shaochong, Shenmen, Neiguan, and Tanzhong.

Immediately afterwards, in the sky above Murong Longcheng, a strange and powerful force poured down.

In an instant, Murong Longcheng roared, and his clothes exploded. Bone spurs, fangs, etc. burst out of his body.

In just a few breaths, Murong Longcheng had transformed into a ferocious beast nearly three meters tall.

The power of guns, palms and swords exploded from the body of the ferocious beast.

However, the injury that had originally left Murong Longcheng severely injured and unable to move was now recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The power of the Eternal Heaven is bestowed upon me."

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao uttered something coldly, waved his hand, and sent Zhao Shirong hundreds of meters away from the venue.

Then, Yang Zhao no longer paid attention to Murong Longcheng, who was undergoing drastic changes, and turned to look at Zhu Xiawu.

Zhu Xiawu raised his eyebrows, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Yang Zhao sneered, said nothing, and threw a talisman stone at Zhu Xiawu.

Zhu Xiawu was surprised, but did not notice anything unusual on the talisman stone, so he caught it easily.

And the moment he caught the talisman stone, a mental picture was transmitted into Zhu Xiawu's mind.

The image in the talisman stone was the complete audio and video recording of the moment Zhu Xia's generals Murong Longcheng, Zhu Zhen and others intercepted him.

This is an audio-visual stone, a small object made by Yang Zhao when he was deducing runes during his stay in the south of the Song Dynasty.

But I have to say that this audio-visual stone is incredibly useful at certain times.

Zhu Xiawu's face suddenly turned ashen, and he grabbed the talisman stone and crushed it into pieces.

Yang Zhao didn't care about Zhu Xiawu's performance. He just said in a tough and overbearing way: "Stay aside. I will deal with this monster first, and then we can talk about your business."

Zhu Xiawu was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.

But at this moment, Yang Zhao casually took out more than ten audio-visual stones and looked at the other party coldly.

Zhu Xiawu's whole body froze, and he had no idea what to do.

Yang Zhao smiled coldly and said, "Do you really think that if you hide in the Six Gates and secretly collude with Cai Jing, Zhu Zhen and others, no one will know that you are the real Zhu Da Tian Wang?"

"In this world, as long as someone has done something, there will definitely be traces left."

"I have hidden a total of 365 talisman stones on the official road below the hill. Go and look for them."

Zhu Xiawu's expression was extremely ugly at this time, and he asked, "What do you want?"

Yang Zhao looked at him with disdain and said, "I've told you to get out of the way. After you take care of that monster, we can talk about other things."

Roar!

Not far away, the transformation of Murong Longcheng was nearing completion.

Almost all of Yang Zhao's attention was focused on Murong Longcheng. On the contrary, Zhu Xiawu was in a dilemma, with a bitter face, but finally he walked away with difficulty.

At the same time, Murong Longcheng's final transformation was also completely completed at this moment.

The Murong Longcheng that finally appeared in front of Yang Zhao had turned into a super monster with bloodshot eyes, golden mane, a lion's mouth, a wide nose, and a body full of bone spurs.

Looking from afar, only a trace of human form remained of Murong Longcheng, as if a lion and a hedgehog had merged into a spirit.

"If you force me into this situation, I will eat you alive."

"Hoohoho..."

At this moment, Murong Longcheng was left with only the bloodthirsty beast in his body. Maintaining the last bit of rationality and hatred, he uttered a few words and then rushed towards Yang Zhao violently.

Murong Longcheng, who had completely transformed into a monster, no longer had the agility he had when he displayed his martial arts before.

Rush forward and smash everything.

As Murong Longcheng rushed up, a blood-red light enveloped his body. Wherever he passed, the ground cracked and rocks flew, just like a siege cannon, extremely ferocious.

"It's really freaking vicious."

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhao did not dare to be negligent at all. An ancient bell above his head vibrated, and the grand bell sound spread out, as if to bring the entire world under its control.

Time lags and space freezes.

At this moment, Yang Zhao's thinking and skills improved exponentially, and in an instant, he unleashed eight styles of punching.

Cat turning, scout horse, bear hug, tiger pounce, control crane, capture dragon, charge the bell, and open the mountain.

This is a pictographic boxing technique that Yang Zhao developed from his various martial arts skills. It is similar to traditional Chinese martial arts such as Xingyiquan and Bajiquan, but it is more powerful and strong.

This pictographic fist can completely integrate Yang Zhao's true power into his body, multiplying his physical strength several times.

There is no way, because at this stage, Yang Zhao’s most powerful thing is his physical body.

Boom boom boom!

The terrifying smoke and dust was like continuous bombardment of artillery shells.

The moment Yang Zhao fought with Murong Longcheng, he realized that he was no match for the other party and was far inferior to him in terms of strength, speed and other aspects.

Fortunately, Murong Longcheng was infused with the power of Changshengtian, and his IQ was almost gone.

Although he was far inferior in strength and other aspects, Yang Zhao was able to barely withstand Murong Longcheng's violent attack with his exquisite boxing skills and agility.

What's more, Yang Zhao still has the ancient Dharma bell hanging in the air, so he can try to use some of the power of time and space.

To be precise, it added some pressure and restraint to Murong Longcheng, while at the same time allowing Yang Zhao to be barely in a kind of 'bullet time' gap.

But even so, Yang Zhao could only defend himself and had no way to fight back.

As the saying goes, if you defend for too long, you will lose, if you cannot reverse the situation.

With Murong Longcheng's brutal attack, Yang Zhao would be defeated sooner or later.

Chapter 121 Suppressing Murong Longcheng

Infused with the power of the Eternal Heaven god, Yang Zhao once heard some information when he was on the top of Guangming Summit, listening to the bragging of two veteran generals, Wu Jianzhang and He Ruobi.

But at that time, Yang Zhao really regarded their words as bragging.

What kind of divine power is infused from thousands of miles away, what kind of demon is wreaking havoc and no one can defeat it.

Yang Zhao has always believed that it is impossible for such almost fantastic powers and scenes to appear in this world of middle and high martial arts.

It was not until Murong Longcheng turned into a monster that Yang Zhao had to believe it even if he didn't want to.

Murong Longcheng was already at the peak of the celestial being. Even though his combat power had dropped a lot after suffering a serious injury, after being infused with the power of the Eternal Heaven, he had already begun to show some of the majesty of a martial saint.

In other words, Murong Longcheng is completely irrational and can only attack indiscriminately like a wild beast.

Otherwise, Yang Zhao didn't know if he could withstand the opponent's three punches and two kicks.

Fierce, really too fierce.

During the fight with the monster, Yang Zhao was in a defensive posture. He didn't know how many ways he used to relieve the force, and he even tried his best to reduce the actual collision with it.

But even so, Yang Zhao always felt as if his whole body was falling apart when he was shaken by that terrifying force.

Every part of my limbs and bones was painful and uncomfortable.

Damn it, why the hell haven’t Zhuge Zhengwo, Yuan Shisanxian and others come over yet?

This place is only a dozen miles away from Zhenjiang City at most. With such a big commotion, Zhuge Zheng and I should have noticed it long ago.

Roar!

Just when Yang Zhao was secretly groaning, Murong Longcheng, who was already extremely violent and ferocious, opened his mouth and spit out blood-red light like a streak of silk, rushing towards Yang Zhao to kill him.

Yang Zhao was furious and pushed the Great Sun Sky Patrolling Technique to its limit.

During the operation of the Great Sun Patrolling Sky Technique, the Sun Breathing Technique was also used again. Under this enormous pressure, the power of Yang Zhao's Pure Yang Immaculate Taoist Body was fully stimulated.

The next moment, endless golden light bloomed on Yang Zhao's body.

Yang Zhao, who was in the deep and endless divine light, pushed his fist and struck out, as if he had pushed a rolling golden sun, and actually burned all the blood in the sky.

clang!

The power of the Pure Yang Immaculate Dao True Body is enough to burn the blood light, but in terms of pure strength, it is still no match for the monstrous Murong Longcheng.

Yang Zhao could only wave his hand and hit his head head-on with the ancient Dharma bell.

clang!clang!clang!

There was no way. Yang Zhao was no match for the monstrous Murong Longcheng and could only choose to use the two secret techniques of Liuku Immortal Thief and Qi Body Origin to cheat directly.

In an instant, all the vitality of plants and land within a radius of hundreds of meters was plundered by Yang Zhao.

And this endless vitality turned into endless firepower.

The ancient Dharma bell continued to explode head-on, and then continued to condense, almost self-destructing, nailing Murong Longcheng to the spot.

When Zhuge Zhengwo, Yuan Shisanxian, Fang La, Tong Guan and others arrived, they were all stunned by this scene.

The shattering of the Dharma image means that ordinary warriors can basically say goodbye and leave the battle.

In more serious cases, people will be in a weak and powerless state for three to five months.

But now, everyone saw this scene and found it simply outrageous.

Zhuge Zhengwo and Tong Guan were the ones who could not accept it the most and were staring in astonishment.

On the contrary, Yuan Shisanxian and Fang La had a deeper understanding of Yang Zhao. Although they were also shocked by this scene, they still maintained a certain rationality.

"Don't even look at it, set up the Four Symbols Formation and destroy this monster."

Yuan Shisanxian roared angrily, bringing Zhuge Zhengwo and Tong Guan back to their senses from their shock.

My cousins ​​are my cousins ​​after all. Even if they are cousins, blood is thicker than water.

In an instant.

Under the core linkage of Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian, the four of them merged their true energy and their martial arts intent, transforming into the four great Dharma images of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise, and suppressed the monstrous Murong Longcheng.

Originally, it would be difficult to set up such a large formation if the skills were different.

However, Zhuge Zhengwo and Yuan Shisanxian were both disciples of Wei Sanqing of Zizai Sect and were proficient in Zizai magic, so they could barely integrate and set up the formation.

hoo hoo hoo!

However, what was shocking was that even with four beings at the eighth or ninth level of the celestial being joining forces to form an array, Murong Longcheng still had the strength to resist and continued to struggle.

It's so fucking embarrassing.

Before, when Zhuge Zheng and I formed the battle formation, even though our minds were not united, we were able to beat Murong Longcheng badly.

But now, even Tong Guan doesn't dare to do anything weird, but he can't suppress Murong Longcheng.

After a few moments of shock and embarrassment.

Yuan Shisanxian was the first to react. He glanced at Yang Zhao and said, "Brat, come and help your uncle. Let me kill this monster with my sad arrow."

Yang Zhao was still breathing heavily at this moment, and teased: "It's my cousin grandpa."

Yuan Shisan was so angry that he laughed, and said, "What's wrong with cousin? Don't you know that blood is thicker than water? You don't want your uncle to go to your mother to complain, do you?"