Unlimited card draw of martial arts

Chapter 739: All kinds of questions from the past

Fotu Xiran glanced at Zhang Rang.

Zhang Rang continued, "She used to suffer too much. Leaving may be a relief."

Fotu Xiran wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he felt that what Zhang Rang said seemed to make sense.

So, Fotu Xiran nodded.

Zhang Rang continued to speak: "At the beginning, your name was Bu Yunnan. Now, your name is Fotu Xiran. Have you let go of the past?"

Fotu Xiran sighed helplessly, and glanced at the already dark night sky.

"How can I let go of everything in the past? But what if I let it go, what if I don't let it go? I just want to find a place where there are no people and spend this life quietly."

Zhang Rang shook his head.

"You want to live this life, but unfortunately, the world is so big, but some people don't want you to live your life so peacefully."

As Zhang Rang said, he wrote the word "Heaven" on the ground.

Fotu Xiran glanced at the writing on the ground, and asked lightly, "Heavenly Court?"

Zhang Rang nodded, "That's right. Among the nine ranks in the Jianghu, the reason why the first rank Heavenly Court can become the first rank is that its strength and influence are far beyond what you and I can imagine. And there is one more thing you may not know, The Five Elements Sect is actually the lackey of the Heavenly Court. Now, the two powers of the Five Elements Sect, the Cyanwood Medicine King Sect and the Xuanshui Palace, have been wiped out. The Sacred Fire Sect has recently received an order from the Heavenly Court to deal with you. "

Fotu Xiran glanced at Zhang Rang, "Then, are you here today to help the Holy Fire Cult, or to help me?"

Zhang Rang smiled, then shook his head.

"Sorry, I'm neither here to help the Sacred Fire Cult, nor to help you. I just want to help myself. You and I join forces to fight against the envoys of the Heavenly Court in the Jianghu, how about it?"

Fotu Xiran glanced at Zhang Rang, and in his eyes he recalled the scene when he killed his teacher, and the last scene when he saw Yue Xianyi.

final final.

Regret regret.

Silent silence.

the old days.

Fotu Xiran sat where he was, silent for a long, long time.

Suddenly, Fotu Xiran stood up.

"Okay! I promise you, I will join hands with you to fight against Heaven!"

Zhang Rang glanced at Fotu Xiran, "Okay! You and I join hands."

But at this moment, a sneer came from a distance.

"Joining hands? With just the two of you, what can we do if we work together?"

At this moment, under the starlight in the distance, six figures quickly approached, and they were the six envoys from the Heavenly Court.

Seeing the six people approaching, Fotu Xiran slowly turned around and glanced at the six strong men from the Heavenly Court.

"They are all strong in the six realms. From this point of view, the strength of Heavenly Court is really beyond your and my expectations."

Zhang Rang nodded, "That's true. So, these six people, three of you, three of me, how about it?"

"No way, it's all mine."

"That depends on your ability."

In the next moment, the figures of the two flickered, and they went straight to the six strong men in the heavenly court in the distance.

The six strong men in the Heavenly Court saw Zhang let the two of them rush over, and the corners of their mouths rose slightly.

"Warriors in the lower realms are really stupid! Do you know how many warriors of the Sixth Realm are in my heavenly court? Those like you who spend your whole life to reach the Sixth Realm, how can you be..."

Before the words were finished, the expressions of the six Heavenly Court warriors all changed.

Because at this moment, the six heavenly warriors all felt the aura of these two people.

The momentum of the eighth level of the six realms.

Although the realms of their six warriors are all six realms, none of them is at the eighth level of the six realms, not even at the seventh level, or even at the sixth level.

How could six strong men whose strength could not even reach the sixth level be able to stop two strong men from the eighth level of the six realms.

Don't say that this person is at the eighth level of the six realms, even if one of them is at the eighth level of the six realms, the six of them may not be opponents of each other.

Now two people suddenly appeared, both of whom were at the eighth level of the six realms.

At this moment, the six people turned pale with shock.

boom!
Fotu Xiran punched out, and in an instant, a black swastika appeared in mid-air, and landed on the chest of a Heavenly Court warrior with a bang, directly knocking him out, vomiting blood profusely.

At the same time, Zhang Rang slapped his palm down, and the endless thunder force lingered on the palm print, like a thunder dragon descending into the world.

A palm descended, and directly beat the body of a martial artist from Heaven to countless pieces of flesh.

Fotu Xiran originally thought that Zhang Rang's strength was on par with his own, but he didn't expect that his one move would only severely injure a martial artist at the fifth level of the sixth realm of heaven.

So, Fotu Xiran made another move.

It's just that this time the attack exploded with even stronger power.

In the distance, the female leader of the Sacred Fire Cult led a few strong men to watch from a distance.

At the beginning, the plan of the female leader was to ask Zhang Rang to take action and tell Zhang Rang everything.

As for who will win between Tianting and Zhang Rang in the end, that is their business.

It's just that what all the powerhouses of the Sacred Fire Cult didn't expect was that Zhang Rang and Fotu Xiran were really too strong.

"The majestic messenger of the Heavenly Court...was he killed just like that?"

"One trick at a time! It's terrible, it's really terrible!"

"It's a good thing we didn't attack Zhang Rang back then, otherwise, we might be the ones who died now."

Soon, the battle ended, and four of the six envoys in the Heavenly Court died at the hands of Zhang Rang and Fotu Xiran.

Then Zhang Rang shot immediately and stopped Fotu Xiran, "Wait a minute, I still have something to ask them."

As Zhang Rang said, he came to the side of the two Heavenly Court Envoys who fell to the ground.

"I want to know how many strong men of the Sixth Realm are there in the Heavenly Court. There should also be warriors of the Seventh Realm, and how many are there?"

Regarding Zhang Rang's question, the two people who fell on the ground sneered disdainfully.

"Did you think we'd tell you?"

Just as one of them finished speaking, Zhang Rang raised his hand, and a burst of true energy sank into one of his legs.

With a bang, one of his legs was blown to pieces.

Zhang Rang sneered and continued to ask: "You two, only one can live. As for who is alive, it depends on your own choice."

Both of them are not afraid of death, but at this moment, both of them are worried that the other party will betray themselves in order to survive.

"There are three hundred and sixty gods in the Heavenly Court, 360 gods, all of whom are at the sixth level of the Six Realms and above." One of them immediately said.

The other person saw that the companion next to him wanted to give up on himself, and immediately shouted, "Among the 360 ​​gods, there are 36 gods, and they are the strongest, all of whom are at the eighth or even ninth level of the six realms."

"There are also six immortal emperors! Every immortal emperor is a strong man of the seventh round! And they are all strong men of the seventh round who have cultivated for many years. Their strength should not be underestimated."

Zhang Rang looked at the two with a smile on his face, "I see."

(End of this chapter)