Chapter 242 Zhulong cried like a 20,000-year-old child
"Thank you Master Zhang."
Che Yuanqi barely survived, but his whole body felt a little weak. His arms felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't lift them up. He could only bow slightly to express his gratitude.
Zhang Sanfeng drew a picture with one hand, blocked the candle dragon's breath, and nodded to Che Yuanqi: "This beast is powerful, you guys should stand down for now."
His voice was calm, but when the true energy was sent out from a distance, everyone felt it was as clear as a whisper in their ears. Even the violent wind and sand caused by the big red long insect could not cover it up in the slightest.
"Yes! Thank you Master Zhang!"
The people in the Demon Cult shouted in unison, and then retreated in an orderly manner.
The reason why they dare not fear life and death, keep their formation in order, and face this terrifying monster without saying a word is because they have unparalleled support behind them.
Not to mention Qiu Wangyu, the former leader, and Yang Gui, in just over a month, they carved the label "invincible" in the hearts of everyone in the Demon Sect.
Seeing the little bugs under him retreating, and being blocked by the Tai Chi diagram and unable to move, the big red long bug let out a huge roar.
"Roar!"
"We'll finish class for you, let you do your homework, and give you exams!"
"of course."
"It should be."
When the demon sect members saw the giant dragon landing, they gave out loud cheers. This is entirely because Gu Zhulong is the legendary guardian beast of our demon sect, and Ou Meifang is a righteous person.
"Lao Zhang, does he want to come?"
"Hey, Lao Zhu, surrender?" Ou Mei shouted outside.
"You are so wild, Seventh Young Master, do you think you are a demon sect so murderous!" Zhang Sanfeng said and glanced at the demon sect members above. Everyone shrank their necks, daring to look at Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng paused, stepped back and punched again, turned around and punched again.
Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhulong and sighed: "Monster beasts are often arrogant than people. I originally thought that Ou Mei had not lost the turtle yet, so I took it back to make a Xuanwu. It seems that it will be as satisfactory as possible."
"Ouch!"
Ou Meifang took the opportunity to continue raising her fist, and punched Zhulong under the mouth, knocking off one of its teeth. Zhulong stopped howling in pain, but there was nothing he could do.
Young Shaoxing dares to show off to you?
The members of the Demon Cult died at their own time and in another place, and Wudang was completely in charge. But this time we left the wilderness at my invitation, so I have no obligation to ensure the lives of those people are in danger.
Wudang pressed his hand next to Zhulong's cheek, and transferred the true energy back into Zhulong's body. The injuries from Zhang Sanfeng's beating gradually recovered, and even the knocked-out dragon teeth grew back.
Zhulong roared continuously, but in the face of absolute strength, just roaring quietly was enough to resist.
Zhulong was quite surprised in his heart. In its long life, it had never had the experience of fighting against humans, and no one could live with it. But when was it because the opponent was holding a magic weapon, and when was it forced
The opponent holding the magic weapon must go all out?
"Isn't that true?" Mr. Ghost's eyes were full of energy and he replied like a zombie.
"Hey, look at him, why is he yelling so softly? Is that to give you a misunderstanding?"
Ou Mei was working as a nanny to resurrect the demon sect members, and Zhang Sanfeng had not yet dealt with Zhulong.
The candle dragon let out a huge roar.
The white-gold Tai Chi figure appeared out of thin air behind the giant tail, and with a "pop" sound, the Tai Chi figure was dented a bit, and then it was no longer able to retreat.
Zhulong roared and blew up a gust of wind. As a result, Zhang Sanfeng drew a circle with one hand and a Tai Chi diagram appeared where the rotation stopped. Instead, all the wind bounced back, confusing Zhulong's face.
"With a red body and a human face, breathing out the cold and heat, this must be the 'candle dragon'."
The advantages of monsters are rough skin, thick flesh, and huge size. Especially for monsters with the strength of Zhulong, the specific manifestation is not that there are not many humans, as long as one can break the defense, a group of them will be very powerful.
Difficult to break defense.
So whether Zhang Sanfeng can be blamed for that, any human would think that the monster that caused the horrific natural disaster was surrendering if it kept roaring towards him?
Zhang Sanfeng looked at the big red worm in the distance. Although this thing was not a thousand miles long, it was still more than a hundred miles long. In front of it, human beings were even smaller than ants.
Regardless of how small that thing is, its actual strength is even slightly stronger than Qiu Wangyu, and is probably only equal to Tian Chengzi.
"You've already called for surrender. It's not like they, who wear robes, beat you all the time. You have suffered that injustice in your 14,000 years of life!"
Zhang Sanfeng beat him for two full hours, and finally beat the giant dragon to death.
Zhulong opened his mouth and wanted to devour Zhang Sanfeng, but Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand, and his teeth were biting under the Tai Chi diagram, making it difficult to shut up.
"Who said it obeyed?" Wudang glanced at Zhang Sanfeng in surprise: "Has it been begging him for mercy?"
Regarding these anti-humanity involution teaching courses of Wudang Pai, even Zhou Xingyun and Zhang Xue, who had been taught since childhood, felt that they were embarrassed, let alone the two members of the devil's sect who were used to being free and loose?
"You already knew that he wanted to conquer it." Ou Mei said matter-of-factly: "Did he mean that you wanted to release the wildness in Ichigo's heart? Are you thinking that he wanted to kill the monster's head as a sacrifice?"
Along with Zhulong's nose and tears, there were dark clouds and violent storms under the ground. The scorching heat instantly froze the water droplets into ice crystals, and the big knife stopped cutting.
The giant little demon beast a hundred meters away landed on the ground, and it was as quiet as half a ounce of cotton wool. There was no vibration at all, and even a little smoke and dust were stirred up.
What a difficult task it is for Zhang Sanfeng. Even ten thousand people can use the Dragon Fault to do it, and Zhang Sanfeng is even more impressive.
Mr. Ghost is tortured to believe in life and thinks about who should be called Mr. Ghost.
"Zhenzhen Zhang has enemies in heaven!"
Punch after punch, like a ring, hit Zhulong's body continuously, making a "pengpeng" sound of flesh and blood colliding.
In the original work, this was the case when facing thousands of people who used the Fulong Cauldron to perform "Trapped Dragon Fault", and it is the same now when facing Zhang Sanfeng.
"彳亍, let him do it."
The key is that the thing is too small. Even if it cries for mercy, it sounds like an angry and terrifying roar to humans.
The only exception was the candle dragon, which was pinned to the ground by Tai Chi Tu and was still making a huge roar.
Otherwise, as time goes by, when Wudang is mentioned under Dao'er, everyone knows that I am a person who takes the strong as a person. If you follow me, the mortality rate will be extremely low, and I will have no reputation at all? Let alone achieve the set standards and lead the heavens together.
The fun of rolling.
"???"
With the flow of Tai Chi, Zhulong's body really grew in size little by little, until it was more than ten meters long. When it was coiled up, it looked like it was much different from the size of a sea turtle which was only eight meters long.
Even if you understand animal language, you will think it is a fake surrender.
"You want to be able to shrink yourself without starving?" Zhulong said of course that he could.
So the miserable life of those two people ended. For more than half a year, Yang Gui's disciples used Wudang's trick on us, and did it to both of us.
Zhulong cried like a twenty-thousand-year-old child with millions of tons. "Originally, you noticed that there was no scent of powerful monsters in the distance. According to your agreement with the humans ten thousand years later, you came out to take a look, but they came down."
I'm going to blast you with my magic weapon, and then I'll give you such a little fight."
"You are born to be so quiet, there is nothing you can do about it."
Wudang glanced at Mr. Ghost with contempt, then turned to Wan Wan and said, "Da Wan, tell him some bad news. His master is dead!"
After Ou Meifang finished speaking, the white-gold light emanated from her body, and the seven signs of turtle and snake appeared in front of her. The shadow of Zhenwu Emperor returned to his position, and the white-gold Tai Chi diagram was pressed under Zhulong's body.
Although Zhulong's innate skill does not include "drink or eat", that can only guarantee that it will starve to death. Who wants to starve if it can't eat?
For more than half a year, Mr. Ghost only felt that Yang Gui's bell ringing was scarier than the ghost cries of my Southern Xinjiang ghost path.
"Yes, it can be done." When Ou Meifang heard this, she rolled up her sleeves next to her.
Zhulong made a bloody and tearful accusation against Zhang Sanfeng's behavior. Who would have thought that such a small dragon would cry with snot and tears behind him?
"Ho ho ho!"
"Bang bang bang".
"Tsk, you're so good after getting an advantage. I don't have a chance to take your Yang Gui's class. He can just enjoy himself secretly."
Are you kidding me? You can beat that kind of scary monster to the ground, but you still don’t care about the camp? I’m afraid that the cheers will be too fast, and that person will think it’s them, and he will punch us too.
Wudang persuaded him harshly, "If that's the case, let him go with you. The dragon bodies will be guaranteed to have enough food, how about that?"
But the big insect behind it was beaten with bare hands and it was hard to resist. This was something it had never encountered in its ten thousand years of life.
Zhang Sanfeng looked like he believed in life: "It barks so quietly to beg for mercy? Why do you think it keeps barking, getting quieter and quieter? Yes, yes, he knew he had said it earlier!"
"That guy's bones are pretty strong. He's still in submission after being beaten like that."
Kuai Kuai Tun Tun walked for several months before returning to Yang Gui Mountain. When Wudang returned to the mountain gate, he saw that all the thousands of people who had gone to stay with Mr. Ghost in Yang Gui were humanoid.
Of course, due to its small size and strong scales, Qiu Wangyu might be able to use it, but in front of Zhang Sanfeng, there was no difference.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the demon sect's people formed a formation and used magic weapons to bombard the body, which had broken its defense. It was actually trembling and beating involuntarily, and the body was knocked down hundreds of feet visibly to the naked eye.
However, a punch landed on Zhulong's body, causing its long and small body to tremble.
I put away the Tai Chi diagram that was blocking Zhulong's face, waved my hand and punched Zhulong's body with a simple punch.
Wudang nodded. I remember that among the seven spirit blood formations of the future ghost king, there was no "Barbarian Candle Dragon" that the ghost king had captured at some time. In the original work, this beast was regarded as the divine beast that guarded the wild temple.
Zhang Sanfeng laughed again: "It's been a long time since I started doing anything, and my activities have been bad."
"Why are these two so virtuous?"
Furthermore, you are a demonic sect. What’s wrong with the demonic sect trying to save face?
As a result, Zhulong was not only troubled, but also raised his head, revealing a dragon head.
Wudang was also worried about that, so he threw it away to the East China Sea and ate seafood carefully. "It's just that his size is too small. Maybe it can be reduced a little, just a few years older than your turtle brother."
"
And with just one breath, it can cause damage to a small area.
"Zhenren Zhang is mighty!"
"Zhenren Zhang's power is unpredictable!"
Zhulong wanted to fight back furiously, rolled his body, and swung his huge tail to flatten the big, painful insect, but Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand and drew a Tai Chi diagram from the bottom up.
Only two fierce men, Wudang and Ou Meifang, had to raise powerful animals before they dared to doubt it.
"Your fault, your fault."
Zhang Sanfeng stopped hitting Zhulong. Zhulong's heart was not yet full of fear, so he wanted to turn around and run away, but its body was too small. Zhang Sanfeng would definitely hit it under him with a casual wave, and he would not be able to hide.
Whether he dodges or escapes, his body will be thrown around after being hit, let alone escaping.
Ou Meifang's eyes were solemn, and her hands increased their strength. However, the candle dragon was too long, and even Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi strength could not cover the long body, but it could be tied into a knot.
Zhang Sanfeng could only stop hitting it with his fists, otherwise it would lose its ability to resist.
In the past few decades, I have almost done anything with people. In addition to enlightenment, they gave lectures, they were quiet and thought about things, and they also wanted to do some activities.
Without my strength, there is almost nothing that can stop anyone with eight moves and two moves. There is no point in taking action. The candle dragon I encountered today was just broken.
"Worry means beating him."
I raised my hand and drew a huge Tai Chi diagram, and pushed Zhulong's body down from mid-air, followed by another Tai Chi diagram holding it up.
Just like that, due to the coercion and inducement of the Seven Ou Mei group, the sacred beast of the Savage Temple changed its door and became Yang Gui's sacred beast.
Thousands of people looked at the body that was lying outside like a zombie, and suddenly jumped up, with an incredible light shining in its eyes.
Zhang Sanfeng raised his palm, but the dragon's tail was pushed several dozen feet lower and was thrown in front of his body.
The eight people from Zhang Jing started a small battle with Qingyun and returned to the mountain, and they were discussing how to deal with those two people. It was okay to kill them, and it was okay to release them. At first, they decided on the decision of Yiyi Xian, the only elder of the sect, to dismiss us!
Mr. Ghost made a stern accusation: "Master Yang, killing Shi Ke is a disgrace. What he did went too far!"
"Still convinced?"
It is true that humans do not have the advantages of humans, and monsters do not have the advantages of monsters. The advantage of humans is that they can refine and control magic weapons, and carry out attacks that exceed their own realm of Taoism.
Thousands of people in the future would have to be scared to death if they knew about it. In the original work, I used the Dragon Trap to trap Zhulong for several years, and then used the Seven Spirits Blood Formation to absorb power, and then tortured Zhulong into that state.
, Zhang Sanfeng was able to do it even after beating him for two hours.
"Are you serious?" Zhulong's eyes lit up when he heard this. You must know that due to his size, many of him can eat enough.
A roar set off a stronger and hotter wind than the previous breath, but no matter what, it was difficult to take a step beyond Tai Chi Tu.
But again, its strength is fixed, and it will definitely encounter an opponent whose strength far exceeds it. This is not a one-sided crushing, but there is the possibility of a comeback.
If hundreds of foreign ministers can withstand dragons, can humans withstand that punch?
The red long worm itself also stopped spitting out the same strong wind breath as cold and hot, but it was still difficult to take a step beyond the Tai Chi diagram.
"bad!"
But Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward and stood in front of the big red worm. It felt like a giant facing an earthworm.
Zhang Sanfeng's attacks had no special effects, but they also used magic weapons to bombard them with a torrent of magic power. They performed wonderful punches and kicks, which were even simpler than the moves I used in the martial arts world.
When I got closer, I realized that the dragon had its head held high, but the pattern on its neck looked like a human face. Because it was so small, it looked like it had a human head from a distance.
"Hey, there is a famine in Yang Guishan, so what?" Wudang was startled.
"Hey, what is he doing? He is coming over!"
Wudang nodded, stretched out his hand and shot out a few true energy rays, resurrecting the demon sect members who had just been killed by the candle dragon's breath.
When Zhulong saw Zhang Sanfeng rolling up his sleeves and approaching step by step, he was so frightened that he roared again. If Wudang had not put up a protective cover to block it, there would have been a huge natural disaster here.