Chapter 499： 499 Trying to figure out five

Chapter 499 Chapter 499 Try to figure out five

Zhang Rongfang was able to repel the spirit general head-on, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

But that doesn't mean he can really beat the opponent. Spirit will be different from all other worship gods.

Once the other party becomes angry from embarrassment.

Dongfang Mu found a corner and sat on the ground, struggling to stop the bleeding and deal with the injury.

Seeing this scene, he also felt a little inexplicable.

"Renxianguan" thinks of all the mystical rumors about Renxianguan, and then looks at his frail old body.

A different desire slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, under the city wall.

"Look, you can't even block my move, you can't dodge it."

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his hand, licked the blood on his fingertips, and narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't the blood he grabbed, but the blood that was sucked out from under the opponent's skin by the method of sucking blood.

Spirit General is indeed tough, but that doesn't mean he can't hurt the opponent.

At this time, the coordinated increase brought by the three limit states, as if blowing air, expanded his whole body to four meters.

Compared to the opponent's body size of only more than two meters, the momentum and stance of the two were completely reversed for a while.

"Blood!?" Sang Lan slowly pulled herself out from the city wall. He reached out and touched his face, and it was blood!

"You can make me bleed!?"

He walked out of the pit in the wall step by step, with uncontrollable anger gradually rising on his face.

"I want.!"

Shua!

Before he finished speaking, a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him. It's Zhang Rongfang!

He pressed down with one hand, his five fingers were like eagle claws, and fell to Sang Lan's chest with a bang.

At the same moment, Sang Lan raised her hand, trying to bypass the opponent's palm with a trick of stealing incense and stealing jade, and hit his throat.

But to his surprise, this trick failed.

With the speed, explosiveness, and strength of his general! ?

Actually failed! ? ?

In an instant, he felt his hair being grabbed, his whole body was pulled upside down, and he was thrown forward.

With his body losing balance, the Sanglan man was smashed against the city wall like a windmill.

Boom!

This time the noise was louder than before. On the surface of the city wall, there is a cracked pit several meters wide.

"You're weaker than I thought!" Zhang Rongfang stepped forward again, jumped up quickly, and grabbed Sang Lan's head with both hands.

This move combined both hands left and right can stun people for a moment, and then take advantage of this time.

He can completely **** the blood out of his whole body!

What about the general?

Become a puppet without blood!

It's just that this move failed. Zhang Rongfang's arms were half down, and Sang Lan kicked him in the abdomen like lightning.

Great and terrifying power acted on his stomach in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The others flew upside down like a cannonball, and flung them far into the courtyard of a restaurant.

I don't know how many things were crashed in the clattering sound.

"My clothes!?" Sang Lan straightened up, only to realize that the robe on her body had completely lost its appearance.

Bloodstains were all over his face, and his hair was scratched and messed up like weeds.

"Damn you!!" The destruction of his image completely broke his defenses.

If it was just the fight just now, he didn't care.

It can’t hurt him anyway, just watch the little fish and shrimp fighting in the pond.

Can the fish and shrimp get out of the water and hurt him?

cannot.

Without water, they simply cannot survive. Just ingredients.

But what he didn't expect was that the Immortal Temple Master who came out from behind actually hurt him in a strange way.

Sang Lan wiped off the blood on her face. The disheveled hair has completely lost the chicness before.

He aimed at the direction where Zhang Rongfang fell, bowed, and kicked the ground.

In the blink of an eye, people have rushed there like an arrow from the string.

Almost at the same time, a huge figure in the restaurant also broke through the wall and rushed towards him.

"kill!!"

"The ingredients are just up to you!?"

Boom! !

The two people pulled out two straight lines and crashed into each other.

To be precise, they didn't collide. Zhang Rongfang turned over at the moment of collision, grabbed Sang Lan's long hair again, and used the opponent's own momentum to deflect, turn, and fling in the air.

With a swish, Sang Lan was thrown far away, over the city wall, and was thrown out of the city at once.

Zhang Rongfang gestured to Tiannv and the others, followed closely by himself, jumped up, borrowed strength from the city wall one after another, and landed on Sang Lan who had just fallen.

"You want to die, you wild dog!!" Sang Lan finally got really angry as soon as she landed.

Slices of silver thread spread out from his body, covering and weaving a whole set of light silver clothes.

The clothes completely cover the face, like a complete set of corsets, covering the whole body tightly without leaking any skin.

Just when he had covered his entire body, Zhang Rongfang rushed over.

The two were at the same speed and strength, and they collided again.

when!

Just for a moment, Zhang Rong's face changed drastically. He felt that his arm muscles seemed to be cut by countless blades and pierced by countless needlepoints.

Immediately, he stepped back quickly and raised his hand to look.

Sure enough, at the impact site of his right arm, a large piece of muscle had disappeared out of thin air.

Blood water slowly flowed down the clothes, and the wound was like a large piece of meat cut off by a real sharp knife, extremely neat.

Until now, his speed and strength are similar to the opponent's, and his strength is even slightly stronger.

But the trouble is, the guy is too hard to hurt him.

Only by clinging to it and relying on continuous blood sucking can it be fatal.

But the other party is a spirit general, it is impossible to stand still and let him suck.

The only way is to knock it out, and then inhale.

It’s just how to stun a general.

"Wild dog! Come again!?" Sang Lan laughed loudly at this moment, her whole body was completely wrapped in silver, and she was a strange person in a silver tights.

In a rage, he rushed forward and hit Zhang Rongfang with every move.

The martial arts he practiced was an ordinary martial art called Yinqing, round and missing fingers.

This martial arts is known for its graceful posture and good-looking moves, and it is average in actual combat. It's just that his talent is so good that he integrated it with other martial arts and stepped into the grand master.

But that's all.

When he arrived at Grandmaster, he stopped practicing martial arts and focused on literary arts, which finally proved that his arrangement was correct.

Wen skills reached the limit, he ascended to the sky after worshiping the gods, and became a spiritual general.

In one fell swoop, all the great masters who looked down on him before were all trampled on the soles of their feet.

It's just that at this moment he pointed out that the original graceful posture of martial arts was gone, and it completely turned into a strange and stiff dance.

But it was these seemingly ordinary moves that, under the powerful strength and speed increase of the spirit general, became extremely fierce, forcing Zhang Rongfang to dare not take it hard.

Fortunately, his body has been strengthened to this point now, and his normal speed can even barely fight against the Great Master of the Extreme Realm.

The strength is also better than a trace of the spirit general Sang Lan at this time.

Coupled with the opportunity to defend against the enemy, it is possible to accurately avoid its attacks time and time again.

But this is not the solution all the time.

Zhang Rongfang turned his mind and considered the strategy against the enemy.

Just a spiritual general in the realm of a garbage master, it actually made him helpless for a while.

After dozens of moves in a row, Sang Lan's speed became faster and faster. He also seemed to have discovered that Zhang Rongfang didn't dare to fight him head-on, so he just attacked but not defended, and attacked with all his strength.

"Come and kill me!? You were crazy just now!? Hahahahaha!"

At this time, he is simply an ordinary person with power, distorted by the master's self-improvement to think too highly of himself.

Shua!

Suddenly, he punched out with a straight stroke, and the silver thread covering his arm spread out, turning into countless silk threads and flying forward.

It is like the hunting posture of an octopus opening its tentacles and grabbing forward at once.

Caught off guard, Zhang Rongfang retreated quickly, but was still rubbed by the spirit thread.

His left arm and shoulders were covered with dense **** mouths, as if countless sharp knives had cut his flesh and blood into wounds.

"Look. The weak are always like this. Although they speak loudly, if they really want to make a move, they are like wild dogs." Sang Lan said with a smile, "It was the same with those people back then. I have the last laugh! So what about the grand master? What about defending against the enemy first? You can’t beat me to death! You can only be dragged to death by me!”

"." Zhang Rong's expression was gloomy. The other party was like an iron turtle with thorns, untouchable, and his speed and strength were even faster. Although he is not afraid of fighting like this, he can't do anything to this person at all.

"Little friend, take the knife!"

Suddenly, a cry came from the wall behind him.

Zhang Rongfang sensed a knife flying towards him at high speed.

Without looking back, he backed up quickly, jumped up, reached out, and caught it with a snap.

This is a black knife all over the body, as if made of a piece of scrap iron.

The blade is only as long as a palm, and the handle is wrapped with copper-colored silk thread.

The overall look is unremarkable, except for the color.

"The name of the knife is Tongyuan, help my little friend!" Dongfang Mu's voice came again.

Click.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly let go, letting the knife fall to the ground.

Just now, he suddenly felt a violent scalding gushing from the handle of the knife.

The feeling made him unable to hold the handle of the knife, so he could only let go and let it fall.

This change stunned the old Dongfang Mu behind. Have absolutely no idea what's going on.

Without waiting for him to ask. At this time, Sang Lan rushed to the front again, attacking frantically.

His martial arts are mediocre. Although he is a master, he is also at the lowest level among the masters.

But even though his martial arts were poor, he couldn't hold back when he used his spirit strings to explode into the air from time to time and attack suddenly.

This kind of attack has no reason at all and no logic to predict it.

So much so that it is useless to defend against the enemy first.

Zhang Rongfang guessed that at the level of the spirit general, he should be able to observe the flow of the spirit line.

But he is not a spiritual general, so this is purely suppression at the level of life.

Poof!

One inattentive, a large piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder was wiped off by the flying spirit thread.

"Do you think it's a tie if you can drag it all the time? It's ridiculous!" Sang Lan laughed while making moves.

"I'm going to wipe off your whole body piece by piece, so that you can't live or die!"

"Really?" The flesh and blood on Zhang Rongfang's hands and shoulders had grown back. Continue to dodge the opponent's attack as if nothing had happened.

Sang Lan glanced at it, and immediately remembered the rumors about the Temple of Immortals.

"I'll see how many times you can recover!"

Immediately, he stopped talking, and just kept moving his yin and qing circle fingers over and over again.

The battle between the two gradually stalemate.

Sang Lan occasionally burst out with a spirit line, and hit a sneak attack, thinking that she could win.

But soon the injury was automatically healed by Zhang Rongfang and recovered.

The life of 300 points is even more exaggerated than before.

It only takes a moment for the injury that was just hit to not hurt the bones.

If the bone is injured, it takes two seconds.

It takes three seconds to pierce through and completely disappear with flesh and blood.

Viscera takes five seconds.

(end of this chapter)