Chapter 167 Leave it to Jiangnan Strange Hero Murong Fu (Part 2)
The truth of all things is Dharma, and the appearance of all Dharmas is gathered into the form of Dharma.
Therefore, the name of Dharma is not simply taken from the meaning, it is the embodiment of all the martial arts insights that the warrior has gained since he started practicing. But now, there is a method that can take away all these invisible things and turn them into one's own use. This makes
Sikong Jiandu's scalp feels numb.
Who is the real evil cult, the heretic?
Relying on the inherited classics left by the Shenxiao Sect, Sikong Jian was able to remain calm even against the Dragon Gate Sect, which was at its peak. However, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, who came out halfway, really hit his blind spot in knowledge, and he didn't know how to break the situation.
The unknown is the most difficult to deal with.
"Now that things have happened, Master Sikong Altar is still unwilling to use all his strength. Why don't you show your view of the Dharma?"
Sikong Jian remained silent. He knew very well that the more powerful and abnormal the magical power, the more stringent the conditions that need to be met before it can be activated.
In this way, is showing the Dharma one of the conditions for initiating the Star Shift?
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[The power of God is truly as powerful as a prison! With just one shake of your tiger body, you frightened this young man into not daring to move. What kind of illusory calamity is there? I would rather crush this golden ladder of heaven today...] p>
Ning Yan curled his lips, thinking that someone as smart as Sikong Jian would be intimidated by him, but a brainless one might have rushed up to him and punched him twice until he knelt down and begged for mercy.
However, bluffing alone won't last long. He put away his folding fan and already had a decision in his mind.
There is no room for any mistakes next...
Ning Yan took a deep breath and activated a cyclone like a whale swallowing him. He fell suddenly, and the dangling silver rope was suddenly pressed into a full bow. Sikong Jian also felt a huge force coming from his neck and hurriedly pulled up the rope.
Head, with the force of this recoil, Ning Yan flew to the top of the clouds in the blink of an eye.
What is he going to do?
Everyone was attracted by Ning Yan's actions and raised their heads to look at the sky.
Boom!
There was a thunder on the ground, and the color of the clouds quickly deepened. In an instant, black clouds came over the top, and among the thunder and lightning, a rolling dragon shadow suddenly appeared, looming in the sea of clouds!
Another rumor about Murong Fu immediately appeared in many people's minds.
The dragon ascends to heaven.
Sikong Jian is naturally one of the loyal readers of Da Zhou Di News. Even if he is not interested in Internet celebrities like Young Master who sound like they can only make hype, he has experienced the massacre of gossip news in the last issue, or more or less.
Young Master Murong Fu has gained a certain understanding of him.
Is it coming...
According to legend, the meteorite can knock over the entire Mingzhou Canal with one strike!
Sikong Jian couldn't help but grit his teeth. His long hair was blown wildly by the violent wind, and his palms came together at some point.
Kuimulang was beaten to the point of half-breath by this move, and he didn't know if he could block it...
Out of praise for his courage, Mr. Murong, who has always been defiant to heaven and earth, affirmed for the first time.
"With such courage, Sikong Jian, you are qualified to die in my hands."
This sentence was like the straw that broke the camel's back. Sikongjian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his already tense nerves were about to break.
No, we must not resist forcefully!
Compared with Kui Mulang, he also has a huge disadvantage, that is, he is restricted by the illusion of the heart, and he can only stay in place like a wooden stake, with no way to dodge.
In other words, once Murong Fu rides down the dragon, he will 100% bear the full impact of this move.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Sikong Jianyang let out a long roar, flew his hand gestures, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. His third eye burst out with silver-white divine light, drawing hundreds of cracks of different sizes in the void.
"The sky and the dark are illuminated above, and the underworld is reflected below! The six-passage cave mirror guides me through the vacuum!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the cracks opened at the same time, like thousands of human eyes!
In the house on the other side of the river, Jing'er was guarding the unconscious princess. A sudden chill ran down her back. The next moment she saw dense eyes appearing in the water curtain. This disgusting scene gave people goosebumps.
Land.
"I found you..." Sikongjian turned to look at the house, his eyes shining brightly,
Frequently using the magical power of [Transfer Me], his body has begun to appear strange, the fine lines at the end of his eyes are clearly visible, and the black hair hanging down from his forehead has gradually turned white, but his fighting spirit has become stronger and stronger.
Sikong Jian was very aware of the risks of using the three-cause cultivating ritual. It was said that none of the previous practitioners had a happy ending. Perhaps Murong Fu's appearance was a secret punishment for his grafting of cause and effect.
But he doesn't regret his choice at all.
He would rather struggle between life and death than be numb and sink in chaos.
Even if...even if it can only bloom for a second...
For that brief moment of brilliance, he had no regrets!
"Come here!
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Sikong Jian stamped his foot vigorously, and his huge spiritual thoughts were like substance, passing through the layers of protection of the maids with great force, and picked up the little princess and flew towards the ladder.
Ning Yan also guessed what he was thinking and shouted angrily: "How dare you?!"
"Why don't you dare!"
Sikong Jian no longer cares about so much, he wants to take advantage of the last moment of the Huanxin Tribulation to make a breakthrough!
Jing'er was not willing to give up, and almost at the same time used her escape method to catch up. Ning Yan in the sky also put away all the visions, and the sound of phoenixes suddenly started, turning into a crimson stream of light and heading straight towards the princess. p>
The three of them are trying their best, hoping that they can get to the front line again quickly!
However, Sikongjian would not give the other two a chance to compete fairly.
Who is competing with you in the racing mode? Their Wu Sheng Cult all play prop racing.
"Supernatural powers and four wind wheels reveal the Taoist rituals!"
Ning Yan's speed immediately stagnated, and his facial features were distorted in discomfort, while Jing'er was even more unbearable, flying crookedly, as if she might fall at any time.
This is not enough!
"Miss Zhu, what do you want to do?"
Amidst Xingfang's exclamations, Zhu Miaoer tremblingly raised the blunderbuss, and the lotus mark appeared again in her clear eyes.
Kill me, kill me quickly...
Zhu Miao'er's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to shout these words, but at this time she couldn't make a sound. She could only use her remaining consciousness to hold the hand holding the gun.
She understood what Sikong Jian wanted to control her, and because of this, she was so scared that she wanted to die.
No, absolutely not!
Zhu Miaoer bit her lower lip, bright red blood seeping out of her teeth, and tears slid down her cheeks involuntarily. The two wills collided in her mind, and the gun's muzzle continued to move up and down.
But in the end, Ning Yan was still locked in the air.
Sikong Jian focused on three tasks and firmly controlled the battle situation. Seeing Ning Yan and Princess Youqing getting closer and closer, he just grinned.
"It's over."
Bang!
In an instant, three people passed each other in the air, and violent flames pierced the sky, bringing the battle to an end.
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The force of the fire pill's repulsion undoubtedly shattered Zhu Miao'er's right arm. She immediately fainted from the pain, and the fire gun fell to the ground with a clang, along with the glass tablet in her arms. Ning Yan carried the unconscious Jing'er dejectedly and landed on the ferry. He slowly closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.
The only winner on the field is clear at a glance.