Chapter 459 Chapter 459 Undercurrent Eight
Zhang Rongfang remained silent. Now that he wants to gather his heart for self-improvement and step into the realm of a master, his identity as a Daoist has become a shackle in itself.
But Master Yue's kindness to him and protection of him also kept emerging in his heart.
Without the protection of Daoism before, he didn't develop to this level so quickly.
"Master Shangguan, thank you for your care all this time." Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"Similarly, I will also remember Master Yue's kindness to me."
"Then why did you return?" Shangguan Feihe faintly understood the moment Di Jiang appeared and heard his tone of voice. Zhang Ying, maybe it's okay!
"Favours belong to favors." Zhang Rongfang stepped on the steps in front of the door.
"But the way of Taoism is wrong."
He walked towards Di Jiang step by step, every step was very even and steady, this feeling...as if he was away from something.
When Shangguan Feihe saw this scene, he seemed to think of something inexplicably.
He breathed heavily suddenly.
"Stop!"
He yelled loudly.
"Only Daoist can decide on matters of Daoist! Follow me to Tiancheng Palace to see the head teacher!"
Without hesitation, he finally took a step forward. His three-meter-high body suddenly swelled and grew to four meters. His big palm-like hand descended from the sky, spanning more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Zhang Rongfang.
Clang!
There was a chuckle in an instant.
Di Jiang's figure suddenly disappeared, replaced by a dazzling white light.
The white light collided with the big hand for a moment, and each bounced back.
Di Jiang returned to the door frame, gently retracted the knife, still calm.
Shangguan Feihe lowered his right palm, a clear knife edge in his palm was dripping blood continuously.
His eyes widened with anger, and he was about to move on.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan, who was at the side, suddenly rushed forward, ignoring Di Jiang beside him, and grabbed Zhang Rongfang with his palm.
"??" Everyone present looked serious, not knowing what Zhou Yan meant.
Could it be that he thought that he and Shangguan Feihe could hold Dijiang and Austin together?
Hoo!
The airflow brought out by Zhou Yan's hand made a thunderous explosion.
That was the sharp sound of the air being instantly exploded.
Di Jiang's eyes froze, and he was about to make a move.
Suddenly he flashed to the left.
Chick!
A pitch-black blade pierced out from where he was originally standing.
Countless misty gray-white mist spread rapidly from behind the black knife.
"Not good! Doubtful!?"
Dijiang's complexion changed slightly. Momentarily driving the Qingyuan knife to disperse the fog, but only for such a moment, Zhang Rong conveniently disappeared by his side.
He took a few steps forward to sense the surrounding environment and find Zhang Rongfang.
But in the darkness, a tall figure with eyes completely turned into silver, holding a black knife, rushed towards him quickly.
"God descending!? Are you looking for death!" Di Jiang was about to be released temporarily with a sword in hand. Although the other party was a descendant of the great master of worshiping gods, this state could not last long.
Just get rid of this person quickly.
Suddenly he took a step back.
Avoid a thick arm coming from the left.
Boom!
The arm was slammed into the air, and the burst of airflow fell on the ground, and even faintly blown out a shallow mud puddle.
The person who came was Shangguan Feihe.
At this time, his whole body is covered with silver patterns, and there is a special line between his eyebrows, which is faintly visible.
In an instant, the blades and arms of the two crisscrossed each other, making a crisp sound. Then quickly separate.
Before Di Jiang could stand still, the black shadow of descending spirit just now swooped down again, slashing at his neck with a black knife in his hand.
The light of the sword is like lightning and rain, with the same highest level of defense against the enemy. It completely covers all angles that can be avoided.
"You are looking for death!" Di Jiang was furious, raised his head and held the knife. His pupils instantly contracted into cracks, and a special air flow surrounded and spread out from his body.
Chick!
The white knife light is like a ribbon, suddenly flying and spreading in all directions.
'Prompt solution! '
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In the hazy gray mist.
Zhang Rongfang stood calmly in place, waiting for changes around him.
If it was before, he might still be unsure and at a loss.
But now it's different.
Even the suspicious clouds and mists of the spirit general have seen it before, so it is nothing at this moment.
"Do you think you escaped just now? How are you doing now? Are you afraid?" Zhou Yan slowly emerged from the mist, just opposite.
"Why should I be afraid?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
"Collaborating with the rebellious army and rebels, secretly attacking and killing the masters of the same school, murdering the masters of the Xizong, forging identities and stealing martial arts, these crimes, no matter which one of them, are enough to kill you." Zhou Yan said in a deep voice.
"He didn't worship the gods, he's just a mortal master who goes against the times. What's there to be afraid of? Why talk so much nonsense with him, just take him back and interrogate him to find out how to restrain himself!" Yuan Xi emerged together.
The three formed a triangle formation, surrounding Zhang Rongfang in the middle.
"I was caught off guard just now and was attacked by him." Taoist Cong Shan had a grim expression on his face. He had just been punched to the head and died, and now he recovered. This was the first time in decades!
This is a great shame!
"This time, I'd like to see how good he is!" Taoist Cong Shan concentrated his attention on it, moving the Ji Xuan Yin Finger, covering his whole body with strength.
"Quick battle!" Yuan Yan said quickly.
The masters of the Reverse Time Club are by no means easy ones.
If time drags on for a long time, who knows what accidents will happen.
At this time, the three of them have already regarded Zhang Rongfang as the master of the counter-time society who pretended to be.
At this time, all of them looked calm, and they were ready to take down this person together.
"Don't meddle! I was careless just now, this time." Cong Shan tore off his upper body Taoist robe, revealing his lean figure.
"Final form! Dong Xuan Jin!"
His body suddenly swelled and became bigger, and there were strips of raised muscles on the surface of the skin. If it was just this, he would look like an ordinary extreme state.
But what was weird was that he opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and suddenly there were three fist-sized meat buns in the middle of his chest.
The three meat buns are like living creatures, constantly swimming on it.
"Kill!" Daoist Cong Shan roared, his eyes turned silver, and he stepped forward to use his strength to rush towards Zhang Rongfang.
His hands and five fingers spread out, and black dots appeared on the fingertips, and he grabbed Zhang Rongfang from both sides at the same time.
This is the ultimate move of Zhenyi Jiaoji Xuanyin Finger—Tianyi Broken Finger.
Once it is used, it can instantly gather all the strength in the fingers of both hands.
In an instant, the hardness of the finger can be increased to several times of the original.
Even if you are facing a magic weapon, you can fight head-on for a long time.
"Go to hell!" Taoist Cong Shan had a hideous expression on his face, and he didn't have the temperament of a Taoist master at all.
He opened his arms, like a giant bird flapping its wings, and patted Zhang Rongfang from both sides.
This time, he didn't careless at all, he concentrated on it, and went all out. Under the stimulation of the previous humiliation, his whole body strength and spirit have reached the peak at this time.
So, this is the strongest move he has ever used with a complete fusion of martial arts.
Essence, energy and spirit are united, impeccable!
'Fight the enemy first! '
'Fight the enemy first! '
Zhang Rongfang looked up and watched.
Two people activate at the same time.
Shua!
Boom!
A ball of blood mist exploded from Cong Shan's chest in an instant.
At that moment, everything slowed down in his eyes.
He could see that Zhang Rongfang's size instantly became bigger and swelled, like a monster, growing to four meters, with countless patterns covering his whole body.
He could see that the opponent stepped forward, raised his hand, and his figure flashed.
Passed by himself.
Immediately afterwards, there was a pain in the back, and an arm pierced through the chest abruptly.
Then everything freezes at this moment.
No more movement.
Everything in Cong Shan's eyes began to turn gray.
His whole body hung on Zhang Rongfang's body, and there was a terrifying sound of blood being sucked.
Whether it was Zhou Yan or the half-rushed Yuan Yan, they all stopped abruptly and stared at Congshan at this time.
His strong body is rapidly becoming thinner and shriveled.
"The method of restraint! This kind of evil method must be the legendary method of restraint!" Zhou Yan's scalp was numb, looking at the scene in front of him, he instantly thought of the news that had been rumored before.
He originally thought everything was fake.
but now.
It's actually true! ?
This is incredible!
"Kill him!" His scalp was numb, and he made a quick decision. At this time, all plans are not important!
As a worshiper, the moment he saw this scene, an alarm bell sounded in his mind.
A strong instinct drove him to explode with maximum strength.
Destroy the scene in front of you!
Destroy this person in front of you!
Same as him, there is Yuan Lai beside him.
"kill!"
The two sprinted at the same time, their bodies swelled halfway, bursting their robes. Simultaneously unfold the full-strength final pose.
Zhou Yan's whole body became slender and well-proportioned, and a pair of short black wings grew out of his back.
A large number of black dots appeared on his face, and all the dots ooze blood with his violent breathing.
The martial arts he practices is called Linghong Feidu Kung Fu!
Its final pose is a fusion of what he has learned all over the body, and it is named the Nine-Twist Spiral!
As the name suggests, this final form is based on the burst of speed.
On the other side, Yuan Jia is covered with silver stripes all over his body, with black and red ghost patterns protruding from his head, his hands have fine scales, his nails are sharp, his complexion is blue, his teeth are jagged, and he has completely transformed into the hungry monster described in Buddhism. The face of Ghost Shura.
This final form is called Wuxin Five Zens!
is the powerful state that he comprehends the five kinds of Zen martial arts. Possesses a powerful defense ability.
The two people, one on the left and the other on the right, rushed towards Zhang Rongfang in the middle at the same time.
click.
Zhang Rongfang twisted Taoist Congshan's neck with one hand, sensing attacks from both sides.
At this time, he was in the blood lotus state, without the slightest fear.
Looking up at Zhou Yan's approaching figure, one solution to another quickly flashed through his mind.
But in the end, it was still condensed into one.
'Immortal method! '
His eyes suddenly brightened.
It belongs to the special twelve limit-breaking skills unique to the blood lotus state, and it is used here for the first time.
"Shrink!"
Boom!
In an instant, the ground under his feet collapsed and exploded.
In the deep pit more than one meter wide, Zhang Rongfang rose from the ground, like a phantom, and suddenly passed Zhou Yan at a terrifying speed much faster than before.
"Heavy cloud!" He waved his arm.
The two of them crossed the gap like a white horse, their arms intersected, and they changed their moves instantly.
Zhou Yan fell to the ground, knelt on one knee, and covered his right arm.
His right arm is like noodles, all the bones are completely shattered, without any support.
But he didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he turned sideways and looked in the direction of Zhang Rongfang behind him.
"Who gave you the courage to confront me head-on!?"
"!???" His eyes trembled suddenly, and his eyes widened.
Hiss.
Zhang Rongfang let go of Monk Yuanji who was rapidly becoming shriveled with one hand.
His left arm, which had just been broken into a comminuted fracture, has recovered as before.
With the replenishment of a large amount of blood, his energy and spirit returned to the peak of his limit.
(end of this chapter)
