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619 decisive battle seven

"Let's go!?" Taoist Qingyi laughed in a low voice. His laughter became more and more desolate.

"It's too late!"

He raised his arms high.

"Follow the Oracle of Heaven!"

"Today, defy heaven and kill the spirit!"

A brilliant golden light surrounded countless Bagua Yao statues and burst out from their bodies again.

At the same time, on all the spirit generals present, streaks of divine power formed columns, rising from the ground and shooting straight into the sky, like bright and dazzling lights. They looked at Wanyan Road. Even if he fell asleep, his face was facing Zhang Rongfang.

Suddenly, an evil fire surged into my heart.

Click.

The sound of tiny branches and leaves being trampled was heard, and footsteps gradually approached from the backyard.

The footsteps were a little heavy, and Zhang Shuoyang could tell immediately that they were the characteristics of Zhang Yingzhi during the day.

Soon, through the gap in the clothes screen, he saw Zhang Ying returning to his seat, picking up some luggage placed on the ground, turning around and looking this way, and then strode away from the temple.

Obviously planning to leave.

Zhang Shuoyang felt happy in his heart.

"It's good to leave. If you leave, you can give up Lu Lu!"

"Brother Zhang Ying... be gentle..." Just as he was feeling happy, he suddenly heard Wan Yanlu's murmurs not far away, leaning against the corner of the wall.

Zhang Shuoyang fell silent, and the anger in his heart seemed to have reached its peak.

With a crash, his face turned red, he stood up quietly, picked up his dagger and leather armor, and rushed out of the temple.

No! I have to catch that kid and ask him what happened to the two of them! What happened before!?

In the mountain forest, the shadows of the trees are graceful, and the hazy mist fills the surroundings.

Zhang Shuoyang looked at the man in front of him from a distance, standing in front of a locust tree, seeming to be talking to someone.

The night was hazy and the moonlight was not very bright. He could only see Zhang Ying with his back to him, as if he was talking to another person in the distance.

Holding the dagger in hand, he walked forward quickly, deciding to teach this guy a lesson first and show off his stronger strength and background! Let this guy quit in the future!

Crossing the hill, his steps became faster and faster, and he began to develop a set of Condensing Rain Qianshen Qinggong that he had practiced hard for many years. This set cost his father hundreds of taels of gold to teach. Compared with those on the market,

I don’t know how strong his martial arts are, such as the Twelve-Way Flower Tanhua Shou, Iron Arm Kung Fu, and Wu Yan Kung.

"This brat should have some ability to walk alone in the mountains, but how could someone like him who is sitting in a well and watching the sky know..."

"We are practicing martial arts and literature in the academy and are being taught by famous teachers and scholars. I don't know how much faster we are progressing than the people outside in the wilderness."

Zhang Shuoyang's pace quickened, and when he was still dozens of meters away, he tapped his toes and clicked.

Huh? Suddenly he felt something was wrong.

There was something wrong with the ground beneath my feet.

Touch... He frowned and looked down quickly.

It was this glance that made him suddenly freeze in place, and the movement technique he was about to launch completely lost its strength and he completely let go.

Blood!

Blood all over the ground!

Mixed into the soil and grass, splattered on the grass blades, the blood was dotted, lumpy, and as thick as paste, now completely occupying his entire field of vision when he lowered his head.

Not only that, Zhang Shuoyang raised his head and looked left and right.

The blood-soaked soil extends all the way to Zhang Ying's feet in front, and also on the left!

On the right…more!

There is also a severed arm wearing a black sleeve hanging on some big rocks on the right.

Zhang Shuoyang's face suddenly turned completely white.

He raised his head again and looked ahead.

I saw Zhang Ying step forward, standing in front of the person who spoke like a ghost, then stretched out his hand, pinched the person's neck, and held it high.

Bang!

The man seemed to be dumbfounded and stood there without any resistance until his neck was violently pinched and his head rolled down from the top.

"ah!!"

Zhang Shuoyang couldn't help but scream in his heart, his legs became weak and he stepped backward step by step.

At this time, he no longer had any desire to teach others a lesson and look for trouble, and there was only one thought in his mind.

That's escape!

Not to mention anything else, with Zhang Ying's ability to cross dozens of meters in an instant, he knew that he was definitely going up to deliver food... not to mention there was so much blood on the ground!

That's right.





How many people had to die to shed so much blood!!

Zhang Shuoyang turned around and ran away, his whole body shaking like chaff, and the hand holding the sword was extremely

He started to tremble uncontrollably.

When he thought about how he almost went up to trouble that person just now...he wanted to slap himself out!

That person... that person was actually... so cruel and terrifying!!

Run away! You must not be discovered by him!

Zhang Shuoyang ran away quickly, not daring to look back. His trouser legs and the boots under his feet gradually became wet with some kind of liquid, but he didn't notice it.

On the other side, Zhang Rongfang threw away the body in his hand.

After he reached the seventh place on the Red List, he went to Dadu and defeated two spiritual generals and a top grandmaster in the outer city. Then he fought Alduna outside the city and retired due to injury.

Today's ranking has risen to sixth on the red list. The wanted amount has also doubled from before.

For this reason, many young geniuses who had just entered the martial arts world and felt that they were proficient in martial arts formed a group and came to capture this cruel demon.

There are also some martial arts masters from abroad who have entered Daling, trying to make a name for themselves by challenging the Black List and Red List, and come to encircle and suppress them.

The group of people he just killed were the masters of a powerful force called the Injustice Gang who had previously challenged several people on the Black List and Red List.

This unjust gang is truly extraordinary in strength, and most of its members are young people with arrogant voices.

So after Zhang Rongfang inquired about the origin and background, he killed them all.

"Then the boy won't take care of it?" Bai Lin asked in her mind. Now she likes to communicate with Zhang Rongfang more and more at any time...

"No need." Zhang Rongfang knew who she was talking about, the Zhang Shuoyang who just peeked over here and ran away in a hurry!

From now on, he should know that when he goes out, he must be humble no matter who he faces.

"Taixu roughly understands it. Next, it's time to find a suitable partner and actually do it once." Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"Do you want to...actually kill the residual god!?" Bai Lin took a deep breath.

"Is there a suitable candidate?" Zhang Rongfang did not deny it.

"No! According to my recent intelligence summary, the entire Great Spirit Secret Sect has been suppressed by the Great Religion Alliance, and only a few of them are left. The original ones have either been incorporated or wiped out. You can't find the target in a short time."

"Really? That's a pity..." Zhang Rongfang also felt that it was a bit tricky. If he went directly to a more powerful sect, he might not be able to handle it.

"Wait for the opportunity. Your self-created martial arts has now almost reached the limit of mortals. Even if you worship gods, it will be at the same level as you. The next step is basically deification of the body. If you worship gods, you will now

It has already begun to transform the general into a god." Bai Lin sighed.

"When a mortal has reached this point, he has reached his limit. You must have felt it too, right? The bottleneck of that limit."

"Yes, I have felt it for a long time." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

He discovered this not long ago.

His current martial arts, whether it be limit-breaking techniques, extreme states, final moves, or immortal techniques, are all the same. They have all reached an extreme end.

Attribute points can no longer continue to increase physical strength.

Because attribute points can only improve the body by improving martial arts.

But for him, martial arts, even if it is a unique skill, has long lost its tempering effect.

Immortal magic and so on are only used to enhance the explosive power and variety of moves in actual combat to deal with different environmental situations and opponents.

In fact, he had to rely on new traits and talents to improve his strength a long time ago.

Hearing Bai Lin mention this matter at this time, he also recalled the various opponents and masters in the past.

"Does everyone have this limit?"

"Yes. This is the ultimate in us as human beings. Just like a vase, you can continue to lengthen the vase...enlarge the vase to hold more water. But when there is too much water to a certain extent, the vase will no longer

There is no point in expanding or lengthening it, because eventually if there is too much water, it will break into pieces." Bai Lin rarely said something very reasonable.

If you are a person of this era, you may need to change your thinking to understand it, but Zhang Rongfang understood it as soon as he heard it.

"This is a material problem, a problem of the ultimate limit of flesh and blood strength. Is there a solution?" he asked.

"The light from beyond the sky." Bai Lin replied.

"The light from the sky...you mean, it will be like the ones at the front in reverse time? But where can you find the light from the sky now?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"So at this point, your martial arts has reached its limit... Next, you can either find a god to worship and become a spiritual general. Or you can go to the extreme level to go one step further." Bai Lin suggested.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the virtual talismans that had long since turned gray in the attribute column, and said nothing in his heart.

His realm has already been promoted to the ultimate grand master, and there is no plus sign behind the virtual image talisman.

Indeed, martial arts has reached its limit when it comes to this.

The three flowers gathered at the top, the three flowers had also condensed, and then the five qi came to the yuan. He actually didn't know how to operate it.

Keeping the gods and Buddhas in the leaf pattern on the back will not increase much in terms of one's own strength. It can only enhance the immunity of the will and spirit against the divine power.

"How's it going? Are you planning to worship God?" Bai Lin asked.

"Don't worry, I have my own plan." Zhang Rongfang naturally couldn't tell him about his special talent. He just casually fooled him and said nothing more.

"Well, anyway, you should think about it carefully. If you want to worship God, I can give you a lot of suggestions." Bai Lin said seriously.

"Thank you very much." Zhang Rongfang looked at the remaining attribute points he had accumulated. It was already ninety-eight, and he would soon be able to acquire a new ability.


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