The first thousand and ninety-three chapters of the death of geese (2) full ten thousand
The young eunuch temporarily stopped bleeding from the injury on his right shoulder. His body had not been injured for a hundred years, but once he was injured, he felt the threat of death for the first time.
"King Yan, you really have to kill me."
Seeing that the young eunuch had regrouped and was ready for battle, Zhang Fuyao touched it casually, and suddenly three feet of green energy appeared.
As if he was lost in reminiscence, he lamented: "Maybe future generations only know my knowledge, but they don't know that my study tours, Confucian clothes and swords all started with me."
Qi condensed into a sword, and Zhang Fuyao swung a simple sword.
The young eunuch stepped forward and punched.
King Yan regained the power of his two swords, holding the wooden ox horse and the Daliang dragon bird in his hands, showing off his exquisite swordsmanship.
The two swords on the left and right actually used completely different sword moves, but they coordinated perfectly.
Zhang Fuyao and the young eunuch Ru fought with each other, with fists and swords exchanged, and the situation was at a stalemate.
Zhang Fuyao focused on defense, "The trees will wither and the manpower will be limited. King Yan, even if you are extremely resourceful, could you have calculated that you will die today?"
"Death calamity? In my eyes, it is an opportunity. An opportunity to remove the last barrier of Li Yang." King Yan's left hand, the Great Liang Dragon Bird, blocked the young eunuch's powerful punch.
"Then it depends on whether you are capable of this." Zhang Fuyao blocked the sword in King Yan's right hand with ease.
"This is the fun of the challenge." The two-sleeved green snake dance of the Wild Goose King appeared again, its power doubled, and it drove back the powerful enemies on the left and right in one fell swoop.
"Stop for now, I will create an opportunity for you." Zhang Fuyao gestured to the young eunuch behind King Yan to stop.
"King Yan, if you block this move, you will have a chance to achieve what you want." Zhang Fuyao stepped lightly, and a clay statue appeared behind him, tens of feet high, sitting majestically, visible to everyone in Tai'an City.
The sage of the Zhang family wrote lightly, turned his palms, and said loudly: "The vicissitudes of the sea are like looking at the lines of the palm."
The statue of the saint then slapped King Yan with the scroll.
"The world is empty...", the two swords of King Yan merge into one, the cool knife reappears, "The wings of the wild goose fly to the north and the traces of immortality are gone".
The King of Wild Goose leapt forward, transformed into a giant wild goose, flew through the clouds and sky, and struck at the statue of the saint.
The two clashed to the extreme, with energy bursting out and the ground splitting and clouds flying.
The giant geese collapsed and the king geese fell into dust.
The moment he landed on the ground, the bluestone beneath his body broke like a spider's thread.
Zhang Fuyao's momentum remained unabated and he took back the statue of the saint.
When King Yan stood up and couldn't take a breath, he was struck with death and calamity.
His divine energy was restrained, but at this moment, the young eunuch seized the opportunity and threw a swift and powerful punch.
Blood spilled into the sky. The young eunuch punched through King Yan's body and said coldly: "King Yan, you are defeated."
"That's not right!" Zhang Fuyao immediately sensed that something was wrong, and before the young eunuch could react, his figure had disappeared without a trace.
"Remember that sentence? I like the first step of failure." Not minding that his life was about to end, King Yan tightly grasped the young eunuch's right arm with both hands.
Nine broken cloud stones were floating in the air, constantly circling around him and the young eunuch.
Continuously absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, the Cloud Breaking Stone began to shrink, turning faster and faster.
"Let go! Let go~" With his body restrained and death imminent, the young eunuch was no longer as calm as usual. Feeling the fear of death, he kept beating the body of King Yan with his left hand.
Facing death, the young eunuch's potential exploded, and each punch was heavier than the last.
Blood flowed freely, and King Yan seemed unconscious, his hands were not relaxed at all, "The world is empty? Yanyu has no way to conquer the world."
At the ultimate level of recruitment, the nine cloud-breaking stones shrank to the size of soybeans, containing terrifying energy and remaining motionless.
At the moment of life and death, the young eunuch's heart skipped a beat, and with a wave of his left palm, he actually cut off his arm in order to survive.
Not daring to stop at all, he wanted to get out of the gap between the broken cloud stones and get out of the explosion range.
The young eunuch moved, but he touched the cloud stone restriction. The nine broken cloud stones were pulled and drilled into the body of the young eunuch at high speed from the place where his broken arm was.
When death came, the young eunuch only had time to turn around and glare at King Yan, shouting: "King Yan! You!"
King Yan sneered, "You fell into the trap again."
A sudden explosion shocked the entire city of Tai'an, and countless houses collapsed under the blast wave.
The smoke and dust dispersed, and the bustling long street disappeared, leaving a huge crater.
King Yan and the young eunuch were no longer present at the scene.
Huang Longshi left the Jiujiu Restaurant and did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he waited until the winner of the battle between King Yan and the young eunuch was decided before leaving the west gate of Tai'an City and heading west.
Traveling a hundred miles away from Tai'an City, they saw Zhang Fuyao, who had escaped from the battle.
Zhang Fuyao was seen standing on a high slope. He closed his eyes, as if listening to the sound, and murmured: "The article emphasizes mourning but not hurting, but the battlefield says that the soldiers who mourn will win. Which one is right?"
Finally, he asked himself and answered: "Scholars write articles that hurt their nerves, but how many of them can really put in the effort? But fighting requires death, and immortality is a strange thing. From the Qin Dynasty to the Dafeng Dynasty, there was no change of dynasty that did not cause smoke and corpses everywhere.
.Why are you, Liyang, an exception? We, the scholars, have grown up since we were young. Although we are good at cultivating our aura, we never seek immortality!"
"You're here." Zhang Fuyao waited for Huang Longshi for a long time, "What's the ending?"
Huang Longshi replied: "King Yan and the one in Liyang Palace died together, and no bones remain."
"Alas~" Zhang Fuyao let out a long sigh when he heard the result of the battle, and said with emotion: "Everything is as King Yan wished. This battle is a return of Li Yang's favor, and what happens after that has nothing to do with me."
Huang Longshi asked: "Where does Master plan to go?"
"I heard that Wudang leader Li Yuaxu wants to let people live in the world, and everyone in heaven will be free in heaven." As he spoke, Zhang Fuyao took out a piece of silk.
"During the previous battle, King Yan gave me this formation map during the fight. The move he used on the princes, "Yan Wings Lingbei Immortal Traces Absolute", should allow me to go to Wudang Mountain near Beiliang and take this formation.
Give the ax to Li Yu to help him cut off the passage between heaven and earth."
Huang Longshi said: "If this were not the case, the teacher would not help him."
Zhang Fuyao shook his head and sighed: "Everything has been seen through by others, so I have to follow his wishes. Fighting against King Yan made me feel more and more like I have lived like a dog for so many years."
Huang Longshi smiled bitterly and said, "After a few years of chaos in exchange for a hundred years of peace, the world will eventually change. Who could have imagined that it would happen so soon? Forget it, each generation has its own mission."
Zhang Fuyao stared at Huang Longshi for a long time before saying, "This is not what the high-spirited Huang Longshi and Huang Sanjia I know can say."
Huang Longshi said with a smile: "If the student can no longer gain some insights from the fight against King Yan several times, wouldn't he be ashamed of the teacher's years of teaching?"
"I don't remember ever teaching you this."
Zhang Fuyao smiled and said, "I have a hunch that this kid won't disappear so easily."