Volume 8: Danfang Rebellion _ Chapter 2255 Who are you
"Elder brother." Lin Yu ran over from one side and said happily: "You are finally here."
The person who came was none other than Lin Yu's senior brother Zhenyangzi. Zhenyangzi entered Taoism through martial arts. Although he was still far from reaching the immortal realm, his strength was absolutely unrivaled in the world. With his joining, Lin Yu's original strength
The uncertain odds of winning now seem to be getting better.
"Haha, little junior brother, I was delayed by something on the way. I hope I won't be too late this time." Mayōko said with a slight smile.
"It's not too late, it's not too late." Lin Yu said with a smile: "Senior brother came just in time, the others don't matter, the main thing is that we can't defeat this old monster."
"Leave it to me here, you go and do your work." Mayouzi nodded slightly and said: "This time I am ordered by my master to go down the mountain and travel around to cultivate my mind, understand the great ways of heaven and earth, and along the way... kill the demons."
"Then I'll bother you, senior brother." Lin Yu cupped his hands slightly and retreated. He then ran to find Yu Qianxing and tear it away.
"Zhen Yangzi?" Ning Jincheng stared at the Taoist priest in front of him who had a certain immortal spirit. He shook his head slightly and said: "There are few rumors about Yichen Zhenren's eldest disciple in the world. It seems that you have already
You have inherited the mantle of Master Yichen, I wonder how far you are from becoming an immortal?"
"You will go astray if you don't seek the great road." Zhen Yangzi smiled slightly and said: "I have practiced my whole life just for my true intention, not for the immortal way. If the fate comes, the immortal way is close at hand. If the fate does not exist, one step will lead to the end of the world."
"Haha, okay, I am indeed the chief disciple of Master Yichen, and his words are so interesting." Ning Jincheng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I now have the strength of the Six-Armed Ming King, compared to you
What to do?"
"Although he is defeated, Pindao is willing to fight." Zhenyangzi smiled lightly and said: "But Senior Ning, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end."
"In this world, everyone has his own way. Why is your way the way, but my way must be the sea of suffering?" Ning Jincheng chuckled and said: "In this world, the strong are respected. Since ancient times, the strong are respected.
Victorious king and defeated bandit, if you defeat me, what you say is the Tao. If I defeat you, what I say is the Tao. Which of us has not yet separated in the sea of suffering, why do you want me to turn back?
"
Zhen Yangzi was slightly startled. What Ning Jincheng said was somewhat reasonable. He nodded slightly and said: "Senior Ning is also somewhat reasonable. However, in the general trend of the world, only the virtuous will prevail.
Using the evil power of immortality, killing seven sons in a row, and using their hearts, livers and organs as a guide to sacrifice the seven sons, this kind of behavior can be said to be a punishment from heaven and earth."
"Haha, my ancestor, the Eight-Armed King, also killed his own son to prove the Dao. In his time, wasn't he still respected by thousands of people?" Ning Jincheng smiled: "I just said that in this world, the strong are respected.
What is right and wrong can only be decided by the winner."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord." Zhenyang closed his eyes slightly, clasped his palms together, and sighed slightly: "Senior Ning, you are too deeply possessed by the devil. I, I, cannot enlighten you."
"Haha, even if your master Yichen is here, he may not be able to enlighten me. Just you? To be honest, your Taoism is still a little shallow. It is far worse than your master Yichen. You can go back.
, Let’s practice and practice.” Ning Jincheng said with a smile.
"Seriously." Zhenyang raised his head, looked at Ning Jincheng and said, "Senior Ning's current strength is not enough for my master to take action."
"You said I'm not as good as your master?" Ning Jincheng was furious: "He and I are of the same generation after all. Even if he has entered the immortal world, I may not be much worse than him now. You say I can't compare to him?"
"That's natural." Zhen Yang smiled slightly and said, "Would you like two of our subordinates to meet Zhen Zhang?"
"Niubi, I've been unhappy with you for a long time. I thought you were my descendant, so I didn't kill you. Now, you're looking for death." Ning Jincheng shouted, and his six arms opened at once, and his whole body became...
Like a huge spider, he rushed towards Zhenyang.
Ning Jincheng has now inherited the power of the Eight-Armed King and the Six-Armed King. His strength is really not small. His body swayed and turned into several clones. Each of his clones rushed towards Zhenyang with evil claws.
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Zhen Yang took a slight step forward, flicked his right hand, and the fly whisk in his hand suddenly rose up. Three thousand white threads were like steel wires. He rushed towards the three clones, and his right foot fell heavily to the ground.
, with a bang, the ground trembled slightly.
Ning Jincheng's three clones quickly passed through the whisk in his hand, and then the three figures merged into one. Zhen Yang retracted his right hand, put his left hand together, and put his right hand on the whisk on his left arm.
"Infinite, Tianzun..." He chanted this chant slowly, and Zhen Yangzi lowered his eyes slightly. He said lightly: "Senior Ning, even if you enter the world and fight in all directions in your life, you will eventually die.
One day, ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust, the sea of evil is boundless, and when we turn back, we will find another shore.”
After saying this, Zhen Yang opened his eyes and left slowly. The Taoist robe on his chest was torn apart, exposing his chest. The area on his chest was bloody and bloody. It was obvious that Zhen Yang was injured in the fight just now.
Not light.
In fact, there are not so many gorgeous moves in the duels between masters. The battles are basically over in an instant. As Zhenyangzi slowly left, Ning Jincheng showed a look of disbelief on his face.
He looked down at his chest. His chest was unscathed, but as Mayo's figure completely disappeared into the night, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and then there was a pop and a ball of blood mist.
exploded on him.
With a plop, he fell to one knee on the ground. At this moment, his whole body almost turned into a bloody man. He hissed: "Impossible, this is impossible."
The two of them knew the outcome with just one move, and Zhenyangzi defeated his immortal evil skill in an instant. Now Ning Jincheng, from the strength of the Six-Armed King, has fallen to his previous strength. Everything about him, dreams
In front of the Shili River.
With one strike of the sword, Lin Yu and Yu Qianxing stepped away at the same time. An invisible ice dragon around Yu Qianxing slowly rotated around him. The strength of the Nine Nether Sword had been brought into full play by him.
"Your master seems to have been defeated." Lin Yu said with a smile.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ning Jincheng, who was half kneeling on the ground. Yu Qianxing's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and his heart sank. He never thought that Ning Jincheng, who had the strength of six arms, would
, to be able to lose so quickly.
"What we care about now is the outcome between us, not others." Yu Qianxing stared at Lin Yu and said: "Don't divert your attention, you haven't defeated me yet."