Chapter 598: Wang Fangzheng of another surname dies!
"call out!"
Wang Fangzheng with a different surname would still die for his own sake even if his body turned into blood mist. If it were an ordinary late-stage quasi-emperor such as the helmsman of the Holy Palace, they would not be much different even if they were immortal. However, people in the Qin Dynasty all had the ability to practice body refining. The art has been studied to the extreme, and as long as the vitality of essence and blood is still left, it can be reborn quickly.
The dripping blood quickly absorbed the majestic vitality between heaven and earth and solidified his figure. However, at this time, he was no longer covered with the cold black armor. The large brocade in his hand was also scattered in the air, leaving only his face. There was a pale dejection on his face.
A different surname is Wang.
The late quasi-emperor.
A face-to-face meeting.
The body is cracked.
This kind of dimensionality reduction blow made Fang Zheng's eyes reveal strong fear. This kind of powerlessness was only experienced when facing Emperor Qin. Even the peak of quasi-emperors such as Guangfa Bodhisattva never made him feel this way. He looked at the man in front of him. The handsome man in green shirt felt great fear in his heart as he realized his rise.
"boom!"
Chu Xun clenched his fist to suppress the killing, and the avenue manifested, wrapping around the light of the fist, like a mighty chain condensing his arms, shattering all the glory in the world when suppressing the killing.
"puff!"
Poor Founder.
Just resurrected.
Got blown up again.
The body turns to clay.
But the blood he dripped on the void was sufficient again, and he soon recovered, but his energy and blood were much weaker than before, and real panic also surged into his heart, making him understand that if such a method were used again, He was about to die, so he looked at the three people not far away asking for help, and said hoarsely: "Save me...!"
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, he was ruthlessly beaten again. His body cracked again, and the treasure taken out of his hand was also shattered. However, the three people standing there did not make a move, but looked at this scene and continued. Wang Fangzheng, who has a different surname, found out Chu Xun's strength and analyzed it. If they took action, they would have a slight chance of winning.
As for allies?
Never cared about it at all.
Who didn't have hands dripping with blood when they took refuge in the restricted area? They stabbed their old friends in the back, and there was no word of freedom in their hearts. And with the long seal, the humanity in their hearts has long been wiped out, saying that they are just for the master of the restricted area. And the surviving puppets and slaves are not an exaggeration.
"puff!"
once.
twice.
three times.
…
Under the blows one after another, Wang Fangzheng of the different surname has been on the verge of extreme weakness. Now that his body has recovered enough to even stand in the quasi-emperor state, he will fall down at any time, and once he falls, he will be When the bomb hits, you will really die.
His pleading eyes.
With prayer.
Look at those people.
"Let's do it!" The guardian of the Yuling Mausoleum narrowed his eyes. This young man who was highly valued by his master made him feel faintly frightened. He had not been in his eyes when he was still in the Great Sage Realm, but in just over a month, he had grown to this level. To such an extent, even I can't suppress him. If it takes a while to become a monster, it's hard to imagine how evil he will be. It's no wonder that his master will value him.
And the more so.
The murderous intention becomes stronger.
He can't forget.
The master once said: If you don’t get it, destroy it.
Such a monster is not allowed to continue to grow, otherwise it will be a stumbling block on the master's path of cultivation. The palm of his hand activates the secret technique, and his whole body glows with three thousand avenue runes flowing. The whole person is more like a god. When he presses his palm, the sky collapses and the earth cracks. They are all cracking and collapsing.
"call out!"
The woman in ancient costume was also taking action. A terrifying beam of light burst out from her palms. Nine more beams condensed and turned into the shape of an ancient fan. The fire-colored beam surged when she waved it. It was also a lost supreme secret skill. .
The man in ancient costume also continued to press the shroud in his hand. Even though he was afraid of the Confucian sage's carving knife, this shroud was still an out-and-out imperial weapon, possessing powerful pressure.
"Bang!"
Chu Xun, on the other hand, had a stern look on his face, unmoved, and allowed these methods to come to him. He strongly and determinedly wanted to kill Fang Zheng. This scene fell into the eyes of several of the latter, but it was filled with joy. If Fang Zheng had Chu Xun's injury in exchange for his death was certainly earned.
"puff!"
Another domineering killing.
And this time.
Fang Zheng completely fell from the quasi-emperor realm, and the ultimate aura of death enveloped his heart, but it happened that he smelled the ultimate hope. The attacks of the three people were approaching. Chu Xun could either dodge to give him time to escape, or force himself to escape. Resisting serious injuries and then being hunted by three people, he knew with his toes what choice Chu Xun would make.
"puff!"
Another blow.
Fang Zheng, who fell into the Great Saint Realm, his body cracked almost instantly, and his soul was revealed, disintegrating inch by inch under the gaze of sharp eyes. This was how the once famous king with a different surname fell.
Before his death, he was still confused and helpless, as if he didn't know why Chu Xun was so crazy and wanted to die with him even if he was in a dangerous situation. This made him roar with extreme anger.
"Bo!"
A burst of fire came.
Submerge him.
"puff!"
But with his back to them, Chu Xun, who had no protection, was hit hard by the attacks of the three. As for evasion, it was obviously impossible. The three of them were all extraordinary practitioners. How could anyone do it so easily? Escape, when the solid wounds were on Chu Xun's back and head, even the three of them felt unrealistic and dreamy.
This enemy.
So seriously injured?
So dreamy.
Somewhat unrealistic.
Instead, he became more alert. The middle-aged woman in ancient costume was also hesitant, but she also said: "In that situation, if he kills Fang Zheng by force, he will definitely encounter such a disaster!"
The young man in Yuling also narrowed his eyes, and his handsome face showed solemnity. They knew this, and that was why they waited for the other surname Wang Fang Zheng to have only one breath left before taking action. It was to see how Chu Xun would choose. The injury that was least in their plan made him narrow his eyes, but he also said: "The injury is real and cannot be faked!"
The man in ancient costume was also staring at the injured Chu Xun. If he attacked the three of them again in this situation, the man in green would definitely die.
"I will go back to three seconds ago!" Chu Xun, who was standing there, felt that the few people did not take advantage of the fire, but stared at him vigilantly. He felt a little lost in his heart, and the Confucianism's heaven-defying means were revealed. No matter how many injuries he encountered, as long as I got stuck in the bug and forcibly went back a few seconds ago, I would still be invincible.
"Pop!"
A special light enveloped Chu Xun. It was hard to tell whether it was a time trick or some other trick. Chu Xun, who was stained with blood and had a weak breath, recovered in the blink of an eye and stood there full of energy. This made several people dumbfounded and stared at him blankly.