I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 159: Regret for entering the devil's door, willing to be an ordinary person in the next life
Xie Yan was so angry that he suddenly appeared in front of Fang Ze and hit his chest with his left palm.

Fang Ze did not dodge and hit Xie Yan with a punch in the right chest.

If Xie Yan was in his usual state, he would definitely not be willing to change his injury like this.

But at this time, his reason had been impacted by anger, and his attack style was different from usual.

"Oh!"

"boom!"

Fang Ze was hit with a palm in the chest, and Xie Yan was hit with a punch in the right chest.

After Fang Ze was palmed, his heart was calm.

"The strength is not as strong as Guzan's."

"At this level, I can resist at least sixty or seventy palms." Fang Ze felt stable in an instant.

In the battle where he killed Guzan, he fought with Guzan for more than 200 moves, but not all of them were for injury, most of them were opposites.

The only ones who really resisted injuries were forty or fifty times.

Xie Yan's palm strength was not strong enough compared to Gu Zan's.

The advantage of Xie Yan's martial arts lies in its variety, and his true energy is even more weird and obscure, which is difficult to digest. Combined with his ability to temporarily control a person's body movements similar to that of the Wuxiang Tianluo, it is difficult for people to guard against it.

But in terms of absolute damage, Xie Yan is not as good as Gu Zan.

After changing his palm, Fang Ze became more confident.

His undead bones completely restrained that weird and obscure true energy.

Xie Yan was dazzled by the rage again, and did not change enough.

Xie Yan's advantage was evened, and Fang Ze was confident of killing him on the spot.

These are all moments of thought.

After Fang Ze exchanged a punch with a palm, he kicked out directly with his right foot.

This kick was fast and urgent, piercing Xie Yan's throat like a spear.

Even if Xie Yan was furious, he did not dare to block the kick with his throat.

Xie Yan's body suddenly rotated, cutting to Fang Ze's right side. Using the power of rotation, he turned around and hit Fang Ze's right rib with his elbow.

Its distance is extremely short and its attack speed is rapid.

Fang Ze was about to raise his right arm, originally wanting to block the elbow strike, but suddenly his body seemed to have an impulse and wanted to lean to the right, actively using his ribs to meet Xie Yan's elbow strike.

"Here we come!" Fang Ze didn't panic at all, but instead had some expectations.

The Soul Concentrating Lock he wore calmed his soul, allowing Fang Ze to discover the source of this impulse.

Fang Ze's soul was invaded by an invisible thought, and a simple command was implanted, which instantly gave him the urge to receive an elbow attack.

This kind of forcibly implanted will directly affects the soul.

However, Fang Ze's soul is suppressed by a strange treasure. Although he has impulses, he can control them with his will and does not take any real actions.

Fang Ze raised his right arm, and his elbow collided with Xie Yan's elbow.

At the same time, he pressed down on the right leg that had just poked Xie Yan's throat, hitting Xie Yan directly on the back.

Xie Yan staggered.

The anger in Xie Yan's eyes began to fade away, but instead showed some shock and confusion.

He didn't understand why the ability to control other people's actions failed?

Fang Ze didn't give him a chance.

Fang Ze's left fist hit Xie Yan's temple.

Xie Yan raised his elbow to block, but Fang Ze hit his waist with a knee.

Xie Yan quickly retreated.

Fang Ze got close and hit his chest with a palm.

Xie Yan slammed his knee into Fang Ze's lower abdomen, trying to force Fang Ze back and gain the upper hand.

Fang Ze didn't care at all and directly replaced the injury.

"boom!"

Fang Ze and Xie Yan changed again.

Xie Yan took two or three steps back.

Fang Ze followed again.

At this time, Xie Yan's expression had returned to calmness.

He retreated quickly, trying to escape from the battlefield quickly.

"Want to escape?"

"late."

Fang Ze's body was like lightning, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the air, and he chased after him.

...

In the blink of an eye, Fang Ze and Xie Yan fought more than 100 moves.

After Xie Yan regained his composure, he realized something was wrong and tried to escape many times.

But does he still have a chance?
Master Shenyun has been focused on escaping from the beginning, and Fang Ze may not be able to catch up.

But once you take action, you will be pulled by the qi machine, and you won't be able to retreat just because you want to.

Xie Yan tried to escape several times but was stuck, giving him no chance to distance himself.

Several times in the middle, Xie Yan became fierce and used tricks that would lead to death together, trying to force Fang Ze away and find an opening to escape from the battle.

But as long as he tried his best, Fang Ze would fight with him, avoiding fatal injuries in exchange for injuries.

Fang Ze even liked the desperate Xie Yan.

He also felt that Xie Yan didn't fight hard enough.

Xie Yan tried his best to no avail, and each time he was injured.

After replacing his injury, Xie Yan was already three points weaker, while Fang Ze became more energetic as he played.

When there are more than 100 moves.

Xie Yan's position was completely messed up.

The control and changing play styles he was best at were not used at all.

The physical body is not as strong as Fang Ze.

The strange and obscure true energy was absorbed by the immortal bones, unable to cause any damage.

Xie Yan was not calm at the beginning, and the more he fought, the more passive he became, and the more he fought, the more desperate he became.

By this time.

Xie Yan's face was no longer calm.

Blood seeped out of his seven orifices, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

Fighting Fang Ze with three moves, Fang Ze was able to hit Xie Yan twice in a row, and the last move was either a duel or an injury exchange.

Xie Yan couldn't bear it anymore.

His decline had already appeared.

At this time, you can't escape, you can't fight, you can't fight hard.

The rest is simply despair.

For a moment, Xie Yan felt that this despair seemed to be the epitome of his life.

Fang Ze was extremely calm and not greedy for success. He just hit one move after another and changed it when he had the chance.

He didn't want to torture Xie Yan.

He was just cautious enough and didn't want to give Xie Yan the chance to use a method similar to the demon's disintegration method and end up dying together.He was waiting for Xie Yan to collapse.

Finally, the critical point has been reached.

Xie Yan struck out with a palm, but it was ineffectual and even the direction was lost.

Not a feint.

Xie Yan's eyes were bleeding, he didn't know how much vision he had left, and his physical energy was almost exhausted.

Fang Ze saw the opportunity, calmly cut in, and struck out with his left fist, hitting Xie Yan in the heart.

Xie Yan spurted out, and he flew up.

Fang Ze kicked out his right foot and hit Xie Yan directly on the head.

Xie Yan was swept out of the air, fell to the ground, and slid seven or eight meters away.

He fell there, motionless.

Fang Ze slowly lowered his legs.

He knew that Xie Yan had no strength to fight anymore.

However, it feels like Xie Yan is not dead yet.

Fang Ze took a long breath and walked over slowly.

Xie Yan was lying on the grass, with the stream not far in front of him.

He opened his eyes, and blood was flowing from all his orifices.

But at this time, Xie Yan's expression was not as ferocious as when he took action.

He opened his eyes and looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fang Ze looked at Xie Yan on the ground and was silent for a moment.

"You don't have much time, what is the last thing you want to say?"

Fang Ze asked.

His tone was calm, not as irritating as when he started fighting with Xie Yan.

The heartbreaking words he made before taking action were to anger Xie Yan and not give him a chance to escape.

At this time, Xie Yan was already dead.

Fang Ze had no interest in insulting a dying person.

Xie Yan looked at the sky, there were white clouds floating in the sky above the valley, he wondered if he could see it with his current eyesight.

"exactly."

"I'm a loser."

Xie Yan said calmly.

His tone was calm, as if he had sensed his impending death.

"It's a bit late to realize now." Fang Ze said.

Xie Yan did not answer and continued:
"I was adopted by Master when I was a child, and the first concept and belief I came into contact with in my life was to restore the Holy Sect."

"This is my original creed and the only meaning of my life."

"Until I met Junzhu."

Fang Ze looked at Xie Yan. He also wanted to hear what this evil emperor would say before he died.

Xie Yan looked at the white clouds in the sky and said:

"It was me who planned and killed Junzhu."

"But it's not because she hindered the great cause of restoring the Holy Sect."

"The real reason, I haven't told anyone... it's because of my fear."

"Before I met her, I never doubted the meaning of my life. Restoring the Holy Gate is my mission, but when I met her...I found that restoring the Holy Gate is so empty and ridiculous compared to the days I spent with her."

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of the day I never imagined, and the myself I never imagined."

"So, I killed him."

"After all, what killed Junzhu was not my ambition, but my cowardice."

"You're right, I'm a loser."

Fang Ze listened quietly.

At the end of his life, this master of Shen Yun, the Evil Emperor, was finally willing to face himself truly.

"Repent now, it's too late." Fang Ze said.

"Yeah, it's too late." Xie Yan said.

After a moment of silence, Xie Yan regained his sight, and a little brilliance appeared in his eyes that gradually became distracted.

"I don't feel it's a pity to die in your hands."

"If I regret it, I only regret that I was born in the magic gate."

"I regret that I didn't have more courage and choose the life I really wanted."

"In my next life, I don't want to be a hope of the magic sect, a master of the gods."

"Just let me be an ordinary person."

After Xie Yan finished speaking, the light in his eyes gradually faded and disappeared.

Xie Yan, die.

Fang Ze looked at Xie Yan and shook his head slightly.

Why do people have to be on the verge of death to see clearly what they really want?
The life of this evil emperor can be considered a tragedy.

But, is being able to achieve enlightenment before death also considered another kind of luck?
Fang Ze sighed.

After a while.

Fang Ze suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

In the middle, a beautiful woman in plain clothes, whose face was half covered by a gauze, stood not far behind Fang Ze.

The Demon Queen, Fan Qianhong.

Fang Ze looked at Fan Qianhong.

"I'm a little surprised to see you here."

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Fang Ze said.

Fan Qianhong's expression was not as free and easy as when she first met Fang Ze.

There was something hard to explain in her expression.

"I know Xie Yan comes here every year, but I have never been here before." Fan Qianhong said.

"Then why are you here today?" Fang Ze asked.

Fan Qianhong smiled helplessly and said, "Because, I know that this time, Xie Yan may die here."

"No matter what happens to him, he and I will finally be a husband and wife. I don't want him to have someone to hold back his bones."

She sighed and said, "Mr. Yuan, I didn't come here today to fight with you."

"Xie Yan is dead, and I am the only one in the Holy Sect who can maintain the facade."

"I am alone and unable to support myself. There is no hope for my generation to restore the Holy Sect."

"If Mr. Yuan allows me to take away Xie Yan's body, I will prepare to retire from the world after burying him."

"My generation has no hope of restoring the Holy Sect. All I can do is pass on the ideas and let the next generation look to me."

(End of this chapter)