Chapter 498： 498 Thinking Four

Chapter 498 Chapter 498 Trying to figure out four

"The Immortal View?" Sang Lan frowned slightly. "Are you the master of the Immortal Temple?"

Originally, I just planned to come over as quickly as possible, and return to continue the banquet after solving the matter.

But now, he suddenly became interested.

Originally, he just randomly grabbed a few Taoists from Xianguan to go back, but now the mastermind behind the scenes appeared directly in front of him.

So, it is best to solve it together.

The Lord of Immortals? ?

The name spread all at once, but the heavenly maid Ran Xinyue and the others were fine, they had already known about it, and nothing changed.

But the two of them were not at ease because of Zhang Rongfang's appearance.

A terrifying enemy that even the great masters of Confucianism could not defeat.

There is a high probability that he will be a master!

You must know that Dongfang Mu is the great master of the extreme realm, and they searched for a long time before finding it. It was only now that they started contacting, but they were approached by someone.

Available now.

Dongfang Mu was drenched in blood, fell to the ground and gasped for breath, unable to move.

Although the Extreme Realm is powerful and powerful, it is extremely lethal and fast. But the biggest problem is also obvious.

That is, the defense is low, and the recovery is no different from ordinary people, or even worse than ordinary people.

After all, ordinary people would not casually use such exhausting tricks as the final pose, which is extremely harmful to the body.

"Old man! You haven't lost yet!" Dongfang Mu struggled to stand up. But a lot of blood dripped down the corner of his robe.

His white robe has been dyed mostly red at this time.

He can still solve it! It can be resolved! He can still kill!

Poof!

But unfortunately, his current body couldn't support him to continue fighting, a mouthful of reverse blood gushed up from his throat, making his face turn pale, and he almost fell down.

At this time, near the city wall, he stood a few meters away from Sang Lan with difficulty, with his back against the city wall, and barely stabilized his body.

But no one cared about him at this time.

Another place.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of the two heavenly girls, with a calm and gloomy expression, just staring at Sang Lan.

He faintly felt that something was wrong. The opponent's aura and aura seemed to be different from the opponents he met before.

There is a taste of the crippled **** general that Senior Dijiang took him to see back then.

So he is very cautious, keeping an eye on each other at all times. If it is really a spirit general, it may be really troublesome this time.

Yuanfeng slowly squirmed on the ground at this time, and the damage caused by the magic soldiers made him recover a little at this time. But in fact, it can only move a little bit. The magic soldier is similar to worshiping gods and hurting each other. Once injured, it will take at least ten days and a half months to barely recover.

He supported himself with difficulty, and the first thing he saw when he looked up was Dongfang Mu covered in blood.

Then Zhang Rongfang, Tiannv, and Ran Xinyue.

There is no one else around besides this.

Now that he himself has lost his combat power, his strength has been greatly damaged, and Dongfang Mu is also half dead. Obviously, when he was killed, he challenged Sang Lan's leader.

The only ones who still have strength and are still relatively intact are Tiannv, Ran Xinyue, and this new red-robed Taoist.

"Master, please hurry up. I may not be able to hold on anymore." Yuanfeng tried to raise his voice, pleading.

"So what?" Sang Lan turned her gaze to his side. "There are still a few great masters in the True Buddha Temple. Someone will replace you after you die, so don't be afraid."

"Sir, stop joking." Yuan Feng squeezed out a smile, "This is not funny at all."

"I'm not joking with you." Sang Lan smiled, "That's why I annoy those martial arts practitioners the most. After working hard for a lifetime, what's the use of being a great master in the end?"

"In the end, you didn't ask me." He spread his arms as if helplessly. "I don't know anything, I just learned some martial arts casually, and it's enough. It's not the same."

In an instant, there was a soft sound. Sang Lan appeared in front of Yuanfeng like a phantom, pointing at him.

Poof!

This finger precisely hit Yuanfeng's temple, pierced through it, and opened up the other side of the skull.

Blood and silver threads sprayed out from the wound, and before they landed, they were entangled and spread by a new silver thread, suppressing it.

"Look. I only know a little bit of martial arts, so I can kill you casually."

"Master. You.!?" Yuan Feng looked desperate, and grabbed forward with both arms, trying to grab Sang Lan's robe, but it was already too late.

His hands only left two bloodstains under his robe, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Sorry, you are too noisy." Sang Lan withdrew her index finger and turned to look at Zhang Rongfang.

"The next one is you, the Immortal Guanzhu."

"Aren't you a great master?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise. The fact that the other party killed his own people did not shock him.

Anyway, there are many perverts in the Xizong camp.

What shocked him was that the other party didn't seem to be a great master.

"Great master? No, no, no." Sang Lan laughed, "I just tried to practice martial arts to break through to a master, and it was enough. Martial arts, as long as it is enough. In this world, only delicious food and beauties can't be let down. Ben The leader doesn't have that much time to spend on these useless things."

Not a great master, but easily injured a Confucian extreme master

Even though Dongfang Mu was careless, and he was old and frail, it was useless to even liberate him.

But the facts in front of him are like this.

The goddess stands behind Zhang Rongfang.

"For a while, disperse and flee. Someone will come to intercept and kill them later." She whispered.

Only the three of them are still able to move, but even if all three of them pile up together, they are not a match for a spirit general.

That is a spirit general, not a spirit channel.

"You should back off." Without looking back, Zhang Rongfang raised his legs and walked straight towards Sang Lan.

"A guy who is not even a grand master dares to talk nonsense in front of me. This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."

That being said. But Zhang Rongfang unconsciously raised a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

A guy who is not even a great master, but looks very strong, with an arrogant appearance that even a great master is not in his eyes.

What does this mean?

means that this guy is very likely to be a spirit general!

And it's not a grand master, which means that the other party may be a weak chicken who is a spirit general!

Isn't he just trying to collect the specific strength information of the spirit general? If you don't eat a living humanoid specimen in front of your mouth, you will be so sorry for the kindness of people who have traveled thousands of miles to deliver it to your doorstep.

He thought so in his heart, and said so in his mouth.

"As a guest from afar, I intend to hang your blood on the screen wall of the main hall of my Taoist temple as a display. I don't know what you want?"

Zhang Rong had a polite and expectant smile on his face, like a host who sincerely wanted to invite guests to his home.

As soon as these words came out, not only Ran Xinyue and the others changed their colors, but even Dongfang Mu also felt a strange contrast from the bottom of his heart.

The feeling of depression and danger created by Sang Lan just now was instantly relieved at this moment.

The situation seems to be reversed. If we say that Sang Lan was like a predator before, staring at them, it is very dangerous.

So now they seem to be reversed.

The newly arrived Zhang Rongfang seemed to be a predator, approaching Sang Lan slowly, showing covetous color.

This is the back pressure of the momentum field!

Sure enough, the calm smile on Sang Lan's face gradually disappeared because of these words.

"People in small places are so capable that they think they are invincible?"

"It's impossible to be invincible." Zhang Rongfang smiled, "It's just enough to kill you."

"Kill me? I don't know how to live or die!" Sang Lan's eyes flashed silver, and she finally got angry.

Suddenly, an invisible heavy pressure, like a distorted force field, slammed into Zhang Rongfang's body.

click.

Zhang Rongfang lost control of the ground under his feet and crushed the floor tiles.

He stopped in place, as if an ice-blue storm appeared in front of him.

The numbness brought by the cold ice continued to spread upward from his feet, climbing.

He couldn't move for a while, his eyes were completely blocked by the snowstorm, and he couldn't see anything.

The strong invisible pressure seemed to crush him.

"Is this the will of the gods and Buddhas borrowed by the spirit general?" Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at the ice-blue air current suppressing him in front of him. The blood in his whole body began to flow and circulate faster.

It’s much stronger than that of Di Jiang’s predecessors back then.

"However... just want to win me with this little pressure!?"

"too naive!!"

In an instant, layers of extreme states rapidly superimposed and expanded on his body.

Just for a moment, the three limit states are turned on at the same time.

Unity of God and will.

Yin and Yang help each other.

Critical.

At the same time, the divine lines inside the two blood lotuses behind him trembled slightly.

With a loud roar, Zhang Rongfang swelled up and rose from the ground. With his right arm straight, he grabbed the ice-blue storm in front of him.

With a soft puff, the storm was pierced, revealing Sang Lan's face with her hands behind her back.

Boom! !

This claw hit its face.

A circle of white airflow ripples exploded on the palm and Sang Lan's face.

The huge force was accompanied by the impact force, which forced it to fly backwards, and fell into the rear city wall in the blink of an eye.

Boom.

The Sanglan people were completely embedded in the wall, and their neat and clean clothes suddenly became tattered, without any of the chic and calm before.

His face was caught with five sharp bloodstains.

Not only was Sang Lan stunned by this blow, she was also stunned.

Even Dongfang Mu, Tiannv, and Ran Xinyue, who were present around the scene, were shaken, feeling that they might have seen a hallucination.

The goddess took a few steps back and was supporting Ran Xinyue to start running. Seeing this scene, she immediately slowed down.

"Isn't he a master!?" The goddess murmured.

"It seems to be." Ran Xinyue's eyes were dull. Not a master, but able to fight Di Jiang. He is not a master, but he can kill three god-worshiping masters with one against three. He is not a master, but he can send spirit generals flying dozens of meters away with one palm.

Especially seeing him playing so easily, she suddenly had a feeling that I could do it.

This is the skill of the leader!?

Suddenly, a word came out of her heart inexplicably.

For a while, she felt that something might be wrong with her thinking.

At such a critical moment, what was she thinking! ?

With a snap, she slapped herself **** the face.

"Then shall we go?" she asked.

"Stand back and watch the battle. Call someone!" The goddess replied concisely.

(end of this chapter)