Zhang Rongfang was able to defeat the spirit general head-on, which no one expected.
But this does not mean that he can really defeat the opponent. The spirit will be different from all other worshiping gods.
Once the other party becomes angry...
Dongfang Mu found a corner and sat on the ground, struggling to stop the bleeding and treat the injury.
Seeing this scene, he felt a little bit inexplicable.
"The Immortal Temple..." I thought of all the miraculous rumors about the Immortal Temple, and then looked at my 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 or dodge my moves."
Zhang Rongfang took back his hand, licked the bits of blood on his fingertips, and narrowed his eyes.
That was not the blood he grabbed, but the blood that was forcefully sucked out from under the opponent's skin using the blood-sucking method.
The Spirit General is indeed tough, but that doesn't mean he can't hurt the opponent.
At this time, the coordinated amplification brought about by the three extreme states, like blowing air, expanded his whole body to four meters.
Compared to the opponent, who was only over two meters tall, the two men's momentum and stance were completely reversed for a moment.
"Blood!?" Sang Lan slowly pulled himself out from the city wall. He reached out and touched his face. Sure enough, it was blood!
"You can actually...make me bleed...!?
He stepped out of the pit in the wall step by step, uncontrollable anger gradually rising on his face.
"I want……!"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Zhang Rongfang!
He pressed down with one hand, his fingers like eagle claws, suddenly falling towards Sang Lan's chest.
In the same instant, Sang Lan raised his hand and tried to bypass the opponent's palm with a move of stealing fragrance and jade, and hit him in the throat.
But what surprised him was that this move failed.
With the speed, explosion, and power of his spirit general!?
It actually failed!??
In an instant, he felt his hair being grabbed, his whole body being pulled up and thrown forward.
Losing his balance, the Sanglan man was smashed against the city wall like a windmill.
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This time the sound was louder than before. A crack pit several meters wide appeared on the surface of the city wall.
"You are weaker than I thought!!" Zhang Rongfang moved forward again, jumped up quickly, and grabbed Sang Lan's head with both hands.
This move combines left and right attacks with both hands, which can stun people for a moment, and then take advantage of this time.
He can completely suck all the blood out of his body!
What about spiritual generals?
Without blood, he becomes a puppet!
But this move failed. Zhang Rongfang's arms fell halfway, and Sang Lan kicked him in the abdomen like lightning.
A huge and terrifying force acted on his stomach in the blink of an eye.
Peng!!
He flew backwards like a cannonball and was thrown far into the patio of a restaurant.
I don't know how many things were damaged in the crash.
"My clothes!!?" Sang Lan straightened up and realized that the robe on her body had completely lost its appearance.
His face was covered in blood, and his hair was messed up, like weeds.
"You deserve to die!!!" This destruction of his image completely broke his guard.
If it was just the fight just now, he didn't care.
It can't hurt him anyway, just watch the little fish and shrimps fighting in the pond.
Can the fish and shrimp escape from the current and injure him?
cannot.
Without water, they simply cannot survive.
Just ingredients.
What he didn't expect was that the Immortal Temple Master who appeared from behind actually hurt him in a strange way.
Sang Lan wiped the blood on her face. Her disheveled hair completely lost her previous chicness.
He aimed at the direction where Zhang Rongfang fell, bowed and kicked the ground.
In the blink of an eye, people were rushing over there like an arrow from a string.
Almost at the same time, a huge human figure in the restaurant broke through the wall and hit him head-on.
"kill!!!"
"It's just the ingredients, it's all up to you!!?"
Boom!!!!
The two people pulled out two straight lines and collided with each other.
To be precise, they didn't collide. The moment Zhang Rongfang was about to collide, he turned over in the air, grabbed Sang Lan's long hair again, and relied on the opponent's own momentum to deflect, turn, and swing into the air.
With a swish, Sang Lan was thrown far away, over the city wall, and was thrown out of the city.
Zhang Rongfang signaled to Tiannu and others, and he followed closely, jumped up, used strength on the city wall, and landed on Sang Lan who had just fallen.
"You wild dog is looking for death!!!" Sang Lan finally became truly angry as soon as he landed on the ground.
Pieces of silver threads spread out from his body, covering the entire set of thin silver clothes.
This dress also completely covered his face, like a complete set of tight underwear, wrapping his whole body tightly without leaking any skin.
Just when he had just covered his body, Zhang Rongfang rushed over.
The two had similar speeds and similar strength, and they clashed again.
when!
Just for a moment, Zhang Rongfang's expression changed drastically.
He felt as if his arm muscles were being cut by countless knives and pricked by countless needles.
Immediately he quickly backed away and raised his hand to look.
Sure enough, a large piece of muscle at the impact site on his right arm had disappeared out of thin air.
Blood slowly flowed down the clothes, and the injury looked as if a large piece of flesh had been cut off by a real sharp knife, very neatly.
So far, his speed and strength are similar to his opponent, and even slightly stronger than him.
But the trouble is, that guy is too hard to hurt him at all.
Only by hugging it and sucking blood continuously can it be killed.
But the other party is a spiritual general, so it is impossible to stand still and let him suck.
The only way is to knock it out and then smoke it again.
Just... how to knock out a spirit general.
"Wild dog! Come again!?" Sang Lan laughed loudly at this time, his whole body was completely wrapped in silver, and he was a weirdo in a silver tights.
In a rage, he rushed forward and struck Zhang Rongfang with every move.
The martial arts he practiced was an ordinary martial art called Yin Qing Yuan Que Zhi.
This martial art is known for its graceful posture, good-looking moves, and general combat performance.
It's just that his talent was so good that he integrated it with other martial arts and became a master.
But that's all.
When he reached the Grand Master, he stopped practicing martial arts and focused on literary skills. In the end, it was proved that his arrangement was right.
When his literary skills reached the limit, he worshiped gods and ascended to heaven in one step, becoming a spiritual general.
In one fell swoop, he trampled under his feet all the great masters who looked down on him before.
But at this moment, he pointed out that the original graceful posture of martial arts was no longer there, and had completely turned into a strange stiff dance.
But it was these seemingly ordinary moves that became extremely powerful due to the powerful speed increase of the spirit general, forcing Zhang Rongfang to dare not take them forcefully.
Fortunately, his body has now strengthened to such an extent that his normal speed can even barely compete with the great master of the extreme realm.
The strength is also better than that of Sang Lan, the spirit general at this time.
Coupled with the opportunity to fend off the enemy, you can accurately avoid its attacks time and time again.
But it’s not an option to keep doing this.
Zhang Rongfang's mind was spinning and he was considering strategies to deal with the enemy.
Just a spiritual general in the rubbish master realm actually left him helpless for a moment.
After dozens of consecutive moves, Sang Lan's speed became faster and faster. He seemed to have discovered that Zhang Rongfang did not dare to resist him, so he immediately just attacked rather than defended, and used all his speed to attack.
"Come to kill me!? Weren't you crazy just now!!? Hahahahaha!!"
At this time, he was simply an ordinary person who had mastered power, and was distorted by the master's desire for self-improvement to the point where he thought too highly of himself.
Whoosh!
Suddenly he struck out with a straight punch, and the silver thread covering his arm spread out and turned into countless threads flying forward.
Just like an octopus opening its tentacles and grabbing forward in a hunting posture.
Caught off guard, Zhang Rongfang quickly retreated, but was still rubbed by the spiritual thread.
His left arm and shoulder were covered in dense bloody mouths, as if countless sharp knives had cut open wounds in his flesh and blood.
"Look...weak people are always like this. Even if they speak loudly, if they really want to take action, they will still be wild dogs." Sang Lan said with a smile, "Those people were the same way at the beginning. One or two looked down on me before taking action. Then what? In the end, only
I have the last laugh! So what about the Grand Master? So what about the opportunity to defend against the enemy? You can’t kill me! You can only be dragged to death by me!”
"...Browser*Search:@82\/小\/says...fastest update!" Zhang Rongfang's expression was gloomy. At this time, the opponent was simply an iron turtle with thorns, and could not be touched. His speed and power
It was quick. Although he was not afraid if he continued to fight like this, he would not be able to do anything to this person.
"Little friend, take the knife!"
Suddenly there was a shout from the wall behind him.
Zhang Rongfang felt a knife flying toward him at high speed.
Without looking back, he quickly retreated, jumped up, stretched out his hand, and caught it with a snap.
This is a black knife that is completely black, as if it were made from a piece of scrap iron.
The blade is only as long as a palm, and the handle is wrapped with copper-colored silk thread.
Overall, it looks unremarkable, except for the color.
"The name of the sword is Tongyuan, help me!" Dongfang Mu's voice came again.
Click.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly let go and let the knife fall to the ground.
Just now, he suddenly felt a fierce heat gushing out 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 incident made Dongfang Mu, who was behind, startled.
Have absolutely no idea what happened.
Don't wait for him to ask.
At this time, Sang Lan rushed forward again and launched an attack frantically.
His martial arts are mediocre, and although he is a master, he is still at the lowest level among the masters.
But even though his martial arts skills were poor, he couldn't stop him from using his spiritual thread to explode into the air from time to time, making sudden attacks.
There is absolutely no reason or logic to predict this kind of attack.
So that the enemy's first opportunity is not used at all.
Zhang Rongfang guessed that the spiritual general level should be able to observe the flow direction of the spiritual thread.
But he is not a spiritual general, so this is purely suppression at the life level.
puff!
Without paying attention, a large piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder was wiped off by the flying spiritual thread.
"You think it's a tie if you can drag it on forever? Ridiculous!!" Sang Lan laughed while making moves.
"I'm going to wipe off every piece of flesh from your body alive, so that you can't live or die!!"
"Really?" The flesh and blood on Zhang Rongfang's hands and shoulders has grown back.
Continue to dodge the opponent's attacks as if nothing happened.
Sang Lan glanced at it and immediately remembered the rumors about the Immortal Temple.
"Let's see how many times you can recover!"
He stopped talking immediately and just kept using the Yin Qing Yuan Chu Finger over and over again.
The battle between the two gradually became stalemate.
Sang Lan occasionally broke out with his spiritual thread and hit him with a sneak attack, thinking he would win.
But soon the injury was healed automatically by Zhang Rongfang and he recovered.
Three hundred life points is even more exaggerated than before.
The injury you just received would only take an instant if it didn't damage your bones.
If the bone is broken, it will take two seconds.
It takes three seconds to penetrate and disappear completely with flesh and blood.