Chapter 569： 569 Stop bleeding with blood

The raindrops are getting bigger and denser.

There is a small area in the temple without a roof, and a large amount of rainwater fell with the wind, wet most of the ground.

Wanyan Lu and others gathered in the corner, and used branches to set up cloaks and other clothes to cover the campfire, forming a simple screen.

The flames swayed in the wind, emitting a halo of light and shade.

Several people are school disciples and martial arts practitioners. At this time, they spread out, meditating around the fire, and laying down weeds to rest. It's peaceful and harmonious.

It’s just Wanyan Road, a little unable to sleep, and from time to time, his eyes drift to the other corner where Zhang Rongfang is.

Brother Zhang hasn’t come back yet... It’s so late, and I don’t know where he went.

She was somewhat worried, but she didn't pay attention. Zhang Shuoyang, who was pretending to be sleeping not far away, had been paying attention to her movements.

Seeing her face constantly drifting towards Zhang Rongfang at this time, his unhappiness and anger accumulated more and more.

"That kid, it seems that the old relationship with Wanyan Lu is not over. We must find an opportunity to teach him a lesson in front of Lu Lu to make him look ugly, and destroy his pretentiousness, so that we can completely regain the game!"

Not long after, the rain gradually became smaller and stopped.

Wanyan Lu also fell asleep unconsciously.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Shuoyang, who was still more and more awake. He looked at Wanyan Road even if he fell asleep, but his face was facing Zhang Rongfang, and suddenly an evil fire surged in his heart.

click.

There was the sound of tiny branches and leaves being trampled, and a wave of footsteps gradually approached from the backyard.

The footsteps were a little heavy, and Zhang Shuoyang could tell immediately that it was the characteristic of the person who greeted Zhang during the day.

Soon, through the gap in the screen of his clothes, he saw Zhang Ying returning to his place, picking up some luggage on the ground, turned around and glanced this way, and then strode away from the temple.

Obviously planning to leave.

Zhang Shuoyang was overjoyed for a while.

"It's good to leave, if you leave, Lulu will give up!"

"Brother Zhang Ying... Take it easy..." Just as he was feeling refreshed, he suddenly heard the ravings of Wanyan Road leaning against the corner of the wall not far away.

Zhang Shuoyang fell silent, and the anger in his heart seemed to rush to the top.

With a bang, his face flushed, he stood up quietly, held the dagger, grabbed the leather armor, and rushed out of the temple.

no! I have to catch that kid and ask him what's going on with the two of them! What the **** happened before! ?

In the mountains and forests, the shadows of the trees are graceful, and the surroundings are filled with hazy mist.

Zhang Shuoyang looked at the man standing in front of a locust tree from a distance, and seemed to be talking to someone.

The night was dim, and the moonlight was not very bright. He could only see that Zhang Ying turned his back to him, and seemed to be talking to another person in the distance.

Holding the dagger, he walked forward quickly, deciding to teach this guy a lesson first, to show his stronger strength and background! Let this kid quit in the future!

As he crossed the hills, his steps became faster and faster, and a set of lightness kung fu, which he had cultivated for many years, naturally unfolded. This set cost his father hundreds of taels of gold to teach. I don't know how much stronger his Twelve-way Tanhuashou, Iron Arm Kung Fu, and Wu Yan Kung Fu are. …

"This stinky brat should have some ability to walk alone in the mountains, but how can such a person who sits in a well and watches the sky know..."

"I was studying martial arts and literature in the academy, and was taught by famous teachers and Confucians. Compared with the people in the wilderness outside, I don't know how much faster."

Zhang Shuoyang quickened his pace, and when he was still tens of meters away, he tapped his toes and snapped.

Um? Suddenly he felt something was wrong.

There is something wrong with the ground under your feet.

Touch... He frowned and looked down hastily.

It was this look that made him freeze in place suddenly, and the movement that was about to unfold also completely lost strength and completely loosened.

Blood!

Blood all over the ground!

Mixed into the dirt and grass, splashed on the blades of grass, blood in dots, lumps, and as sticky as paste completely occupied his entire field of vision when he looked down.

Not only that, Zhang Shuoyang raised his head and looked around.

The blood-soaked soil stretched all the way to Zhang Ying's feet in front, and there was also on the left!

Right...more!

On the big rocks on the right, there is still a severed arm wearing a black sleeve.

Zhang Shuoyang's face turned completely pale.

He raised his head again and looked forward to meet Zhang Ying.

I saw Zhang Ying step forward, standing in front of the person who spoke like a ghost, then stretched out his hand, pinched the other person's neck, and hung it high.

Boom!

The man seemed to be stupid, and stood there without any resistance until his neck was snapped and his head rolled down from above.

"what!"

Zhang Shuoyang couldn't help screaming in his heart, his legs were weak, and he stepped back step by step.

At this moment, he no longer had any desire to teach and seek trouble, and there was only one thought in his mind.

That is escape!

Among other things, just because of Zhang Ying's agility that spanned dozens of meters in an instant, he knew that he was definitely going up to deliver food +... not to mention so much blood on the ground!

That's it. ． ． How many people would have to die to shed so much blood!

Zhang Shuoyang turned around and ran away, shaking like chaff all over his body, the hand holding the sword was very tight.

until he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Thinking that he almost went up to find trouble with that person just now... He wished he could slap himself unconscious!

That person...that person is... so cruel and terrifying!

Escape! Never be found by him!

Zhang Shuoyang fled quickly all the way, not daring to turn his head back. The trouser legs and the boots under his feet were gradually wet with some kind of liquid, but he didn't notice it.

On the other side, Zhang Rongfang threw away the corpse in his hand.

Since he was ranked seventh in the red list, he went to Dadu, defeated two spiritual generals and a top grandmaster in the outer city, and then fought against Oduna outside the city, and retreated due to injury.

Today's ranking has risen to sixth on the red list. The wanted amount has also doubled compared to before.

Because of this, many young geniuses who have just entered the world of martial arts and feel that they are proficient in martial arts form a group to capture him, a cruel devil.

There are even some martial arts masters who have entered the Great Spirit from abroad, trying to challenge the black list and red list as a way to make their name, and come to encircle and suppress.

The group of people he killed just now were masters of a big force called the Unrighteous Gang who had challenged several people on the black and red lists.

This unrighteous gang is really powerful. Most of its members are young people, and their tone is arrogant. …

So after Zhang Rongfang asked about the origin and background, he wiped them all out.

"The kid doesn't care about it?" Bai Lin asked in her mind. Now she likes to communicate with Zhang Rongfang more and more at any time...

"No need." Zhang Rongfang knew who she was talking about, that Zhang Shuoyang who just peeked here and ran away in a hurry!

In the future, he should know the truth of being humble no matter who he faces when he is away from home.

"Taixu probably understands it. Next, it's time to find a suitable partner and actually do it once." Zhang Rongfang said lightly.

"You want...to actually kill Remnant God once!?" Bai Lin gasped.

"Is there a suitable candidate?" Zhang Rongfang did not deny it.

"No! According to my recent intelligence summary, the entire Daling Secret Sect has been suppressed by the Great Religion Alliance, and there are only a few left. The original ones have either been incorporated or wiped out. It is impossible for you to find someone in a short time."

"Really? That's a pity..." Zhang Rongfang also felt a little tricky. If he directly went to a stronger sect, he might not be able to handle it.

"Wait for the opportunity. The martial arts you created yourself have almost reached the limit of mortals. Even if you worship the gods, they are at most on par with you. The next step is basically the deification of the flesh. If you worship the gods, you will now Already able to start turning spirits." Bai Lin sighed.

"A mortal has reached the limit at this point. You should also feel it? The bottleneck of the limit."

"Yes, I have already felt it." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

Not long ago, he discovered this.

His current martial arts are the limit-breaking skills, the limit state, the final form, and the immortal method, all of which are the same. They've all come to an extreme end.

Attribute points can no longer continue to improve physical strength.

Because attribute points can only improve the body by improving martial arts.

But for him, martial arts, even if it is a unique skill, has long lost the effect of tempering.

Immortal methods and the like are only used to enhance the explosive power and variety of moves in actual combat to deal with different environmental situations and opponents.

In fact, a long time ago, he could only rely on new traits and talents to improve his strength.

Hearing Bai Lin mention this matter at this time, he also recalled all kinds of opponents in the past.

"Is this limit everyone has?"

"Yes. This is the ultimate in us as human beings. It's like a vase, you can keep lengthening the vase... expanding the vase to hold more water. But when the water reaches a certain level, no matter how much the vase It is meaningless to expand and lengthen. Because in the end, if the water reaches a point, it will be broken." Bai Lin rarely said a very reasonable sentence.

If you are a person of this era, you may need to change your thinking to understand, but Zhang Rongfang can understand it immediately.

"This is a material problem, a problem of the limit of the strength of the fundamental flesh and blood. Is there a solution?" He asked.

"The light from beyond the sky." Bai Lin replied.

"The light from the sky... You mean, the time-defying society will be like those at the front? But where can I find the light from the sky?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"So at this point, martial arts is already at its limit... Next, you must either go to the gods to worship the gods and become a spiritual general. Or you can go to the extreme to go further." Bai Lin suggested.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the virtual image talisman that had already turned gray in the attribute bar, and said nothing in his heart.

His realm has already been raised to the limit Grand Master, and there is no plus sign behind the phantom talisman.

Indeed, martial arts has reached its limit here.

The three flowers gather at the top, and the three flowers have also condensed. Next, the five qi will rise to the top, and he actually doesn't know how to operate it.

Keeping gods and Buddhas in the leaf pattern on the back doesn't add much to one's own strength. It can only enhance the immunity of God's power in terms of will and spirit.

"How is it? Are you going to worship God?" Bai Lin asked.

"No hurry, I have my own plan." Zhang Rongfang naturally couldn't tell him about the special talent, so he just fooled it casually and stopped talking.

"Well, anyway, think about it carefully. If you want to worship God, I can give you a lot of advice." Bai Lin said seriously.

"Thank you very much." Zhang Rongfang looked at the remaining attribute points accumulated. It is already ninety-eight, and he will be able to acquire a new ability soon.