Chapter 497： 497 Thinking Three (Three more still owed! Hahahaha!)

Chapter 497 Chapter 497 Thinking Three (I still owe three more! Hahahaha!)

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, anyone still remembers the old man?" The white-haired old man pinched his beard with a smile.

"Okay, since you're here, don't leave. The visitor is a guest, so just rest here."

"Interesting." Sang Lan saw Yuanfeng's nervousness beside him. The master who can make Yuanfeng, the master of worshiping gods of the Yuan Dynasty, nervous, unexpectedly lives in seclusion in such a remote and fringe place.

Coming out this time, it seems far from boring as he imagined.

"The visitor is a guest. Your Confucianist Chen Junshen told me so back then."

Chen Junshen, as soon as the name came out, the smile on the white-haired old man's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes narrowed, and an inexplicable sense of depression spread around him.

The number one master of Confucianism, Chen Junshen, who was reluctant to defeat the emperor's master, represented the original era.

That was the last peak of Confucianism, and it was also the last glory.

Unfortunately, after being defeated by the emperor, Chen Junchen disappeared. Confucianism has also been comprehensively suppressed, and now it has even disappeared.

Confucian scholars were even classified as the lowest class.

"It seems that the two are really old friends. The so-called first follow what you say, and then follow it. Since you said you should stay as guests for a long time, you will be offended!"

The old man regained his composure, and suddenly raised his hand, making a crisp and pleasant sound of jingling bells.

That voice seems to be able to soothe the heart and arouse the most pure and beautiful images in people's hearts, which makes people lose their fighting spirit unconsciously.

At this time, the old man Dongfang Mu seems to be the most kind and stable elder, sincerely imparting virtue to others, enlightening and leading the way.

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Outside Wushan Prefecture.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked towards Yuanv Gorge in the distance.

In the midair there, a simple firework made by Renxian Temple rose all at once.

Fireworks are the simplest yellow color. In order to distinguish them from the rest, they used two pieces tied together, designed at an angle, and will explode into a subtle oval shape.

May there be an accident in Nvxia?

He paused at the gate of the city, watching the fireworks slowly dissipate.

He had just passed the perspective of the puppet and looked at the situation over there. Make sure that the other party is not going after sister and the others. Then I feel at ease.

As for the others, compared to Yuanv Gorge, the other side is just a puppet taken away, and other ones can be found to replace it later.

The importance of the two cannot be compared.

Having made up his mind, he turned around and quickly returned to the original road.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the city, spreading like an explosion.

A corner of the city wall was forcibly smashed from a height, splashing a large piece of broken stone and bricks, and falling to the ground.

When the crowd below saw this scene, they were taken aback for a moment, and then screams erupted. Like a flock of frightened birds, everyone swarmed away and burrowed into places where people could hide.

Within a few minutes, the entire area around the city gate was completely gone.

Even Zhang Rongfang did not expect that these people could hide so skillfully.

But what is important now is not this, but the location of the explosion.

He raised his eyes and looked in that direction, there was the direction where his puppet was.

Someone is fighting, and they are top players!

'Wannvxia has a wishing girl asylum, even if there is a problem, it is not a big problem. Deal with this first! '

Immediately, he showed his body skills, suddenly entered the city, and rushed towards the direction of the explosion.

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On an empty street near the city walls.

A huge, strong monk with a height of four meters is waving his arms thicker than the beams with his bare hands, and is fighting fiercely with another white-haired old man who is also burly and strong.

The old man was bare-chested, and his movements were quick and flexible. Whenever he was about to be hit, he seemed to know in advance, and he had already prepared to dodge.

After doing this dozens of times, not only did the monk on the opposite side always fail to hit him, but he also wasted his energy and was constantly hit and injured.

It's just that although he is constantly injured, the injury will heal automatically in a blink of an eye. Not human.

After a while, the old man was obviously out of strength, and his movements slowed down a little.

"Looks like he's still old." The old man stepped back quickly, turned over and landed gently on the edge of the eaves to stand still. It is Confucianism oriental Mu.

He looked calmly, staring at Yuanfeng opposite.

Now he has naturally seen that the other party didn't come looking for him, everything was just a misunderstanding.

But it was a misunderstanding before, but it doesn't matter now.

Knowing that Confucianism is here, Xizong will definitely not give up.

"Forget it. I haven't used it for a long time. Maybe I won't use it again, and I won't have a chance in the future."

He sighed.

Yuanfeng was also a little inexplicable at this time. Dongfang Mu, as a top master of Confucianism, became famous many years ago, and now he is old and frail, but relying on his strong defense against the enemy, he can still suppress him.

It's just that what he can't figure out is why Sang Lan hasn't made a move yet.

Now that he caught a big fish by accident, why not take the opportunity to catch everyone in one go.

Instead, he stood aside and watched the battle with a smile, as if all this had nothing to do with him. As if everything had nothing to do with him.

The goddess was standing opposite him, staring at him vigilantly.

In her heart, this man was obviously just a rich man, but for some reason, he always gave her a strong sense of depression.

This feeling seems familiar to her, and she has encountered similar feelings in her forgotten memories before.

Unfortunately, she forgot. About the past, about Dongzong, I forgot everything.

"Aren't you going to help?" Sang Lan looked away and glanced at Tiannv.

"No. Mr. Dongfang is very strong. Far stronger than me." The goddess said calmly.

"You look very good, and you have a good figure. You are the type I like." Sang Lan said again. "Do you want to come with me and try the bliss? As long as you make me happy, in exchange, I will let you go this time. How about it?"

He sounds sincere, as if it really is a good suggestion.

It's as if he took a big step back.

The goddess glanced at him.

"Xizong?"

"No." Sang Lan smiled, "It's just cooperation."

"I'm afraid you don't know, Mr. Dongfang's strength." Tiannu replied calmly.

As the core master of Confucianism guarding this place, Dongfang Mu has a terrifying strength that absolutely surpasses everyone's imagination.

so.

At this time, Yuan Feng and Dongfang Mu had already played real fire at the same time.

The two of them had already opened the limit state. Their huge bodies were like two meteorites colliding at high speed, exploding sparks and scattering in all directions.

Confucian martial arts mainly focus on exchanging pure heart for jade.

This exercise is mainly based on the sound rhythm, which can seriously interfere with the opponent's every move and any conscious judgment. Practicing to the extreme can even produce fixed hallucinations.

Yuanfeng's moves were easily calculated many times, and there was a reason for this.

At the same time, he shot many times, obviously thinking that he had hit, but in fact he missed it by a hair.

The difference is a thousand miles away, which is why he was injured one after another.

At this point, Yuanfeng's face sank like water, and he was constantly being hit. He knew that he had to turn the situation around, otherwise... he might lose.

Immediately, he took a few steps back, the blood in his body was surging, and the operation accelerated to the extreme.

‘Final ceremony: King Yaksha! '

In an instant, his whole body exploded with qi and blood, his skin turned black, his body size shrunk a bit, and large silver fluorescent lines appeared on his body surface.

A gigantic yaksha evil spirit face appeared on his face, covering his face at this time.

Lines like fish lungs appeared on both sides of his back, which are special structures that can temporarily breathe underwater.

This final form was originally better at fighting underwater, but at this time, the hands are not weak either.

And the other side.

Dongfang Mu also let out a low shout, and suddenly tapped his chest more than ten times.

Hiss!

His body suddenly began to rise and grow stronger like a blow, and countless muscles seemed to emerge from him out of thin air, propping up his body bigger and bigger.

He is now four meters tall! Even bigger than the opposite Yuanfeng.

His upper body muscles are like armor covering the body surface, and the center of his chest seems to have a big word 'righteousness' written in cinnabar. But that is the natural formation of blood vessels.

"Final Form · Sacrifice!!"

Poof!

Two pillars of air shot out from Dongfang Mu's nostrils, blowing away the gravel on the ground in front of him.

In an instant, two huge monsters collided with each other.

The loud noise was like gunpowder constantly exploding.

Circles of airflow ripples exploded from between the two.

The wall collapsed and the ground exploded. The two fought farther and farther without knowing it, and soon came to the city wall.

Dongfang Mu's strength is obviously much stronger than Yuanfeng's.

His face was solemn, and even though he was exerting full force, blood beads slowly began to ooze from the surface of his skin.

‘Time is running out, and a quick decision must be made. ’ He himself knows very well that the extreme state is like this, the body cannot keep up, and although the burst is strong, it can only be short-lived and cannot last.

so.

Shua!

He turned over and jumped high. The arms are like phantoms, layer upon layer closing towards the center.

One by one handprints continue to emerge, and then change to the next one.

The densely packed prints flicker and change.

‘Tai Shang. '

'Ask your heart! '

Suddenly, all his handprints stopped and turned into one.

It was a finger intertwined like a net, and there seemed to be a strange seal with a beating heart in the center.

Plop.

There was a loud heartbeat heard clearly by everyone.

Yuanfeng trembled all over his body, he felt that his heartbeat frequency was completely caught by the opponent, and at this moment, the vibration stopped with the sound.

He wanted to raise his hand, but he had no strength at all.

This time, the heart lost its power, like a punctured balloon, continuously leaking blood.

His eyes began to turn black, and his whole body became limp.

In an instant, a figure passed by his side.

A small and exquisite black knife cut across his neck with precision.

"Magic Soldiers!?" Yuan Feng wanted to shout out, but it was too late.

With a snort, he fell to his knees clutching his throat. Consciousness gradually blurred.

"It's your turn!" Dongfang Mu turned around and looked at Sang Lan.

Papa Papa.

Sang Lan applauded lightly with joy on her face.

"Wonderful. Really wonderful!"

"Don't laugh, there are nine out of ten people who don't like things in life." Dongfang Mu walked towards the other side slowly.

"So, you can prepare to cry."

Shua!

In an instant, he tapped his toes, and the person rushed towards the opponent like a sharp arrow.

No dodging.

No block.

Sang Lan just stood there, letting Dongfang Mu stab her in the chest, right in the middle of his heart.

when!

The clothes are torn a little, exposing the skin underneath.

But on the skin, there are only a little white spots brought by the magic soldiers, and a trace of reddish oozes out.

Raising her head, Sang Lan smiled, and looked at Dongfang Mu who was almost stunned with shocking eyes.

"Sleep."

Chick!

A huge X-shaped wound suddenly exploded on Dongfang Mu's body.

Countless blood splashed away, and the outcome was decided instantly.

The goddess and Ran Xinyue on the side shrank their bodies, clenched their fists, and unconsciously wanted to step forward, but a real sense of icy crisis, like ice, froze their feet to death.

"In an instant!? How is that possible!?" Ran Xinyue held her stomach with difficulty, and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

The goddess gritted her teeth, suppressed the shock in her heart, and took a step forward to save people, but it was only one step.

Boom! !

Her eyes darkened. The originally bright sky seemed to turn into a terrifying ice-blue crystal, and suddenly pressed down on it.

The huge sense of oppression made her almost unable to breathe. This is the terrifying coercion that truly belongs to the spirit general.

"This city, Confucianism, chaos, and taboos are all there." Sang Lan smiled, turned around, and walked towards the cold goddess and Ran Xinyue.

"Since all the taboos have been violated, let's just kill them all."

"Massacre?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind him.

"Since you don't want it, how about giving it to me?"

Sang Lan paused in her footsteps, and turned her head in surprise.

I saw a red-robed Taoist standing in the gap in the city wall that had just been smashed.

"For you? Can you afford it?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Why can't you pick it up?" Zhang Rong smiled and jumped down from the wall.

"If I can build a Human Immortal Temple in a month, I can build a Human Immortal City in a month!"

Bang.

He landed firmly, stood still, got up, and stood in front of the two heavenly and female.

(end of this chapter)