I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 208 The Death of Wen Yuanbo: It was once true

Wen Yuanbo fell into a disadvantage.

His own strength is not as good as Fang Ze's, and even if he is one-on-one, he will be defeated after more than a hundred moves.

What's more, there is a Zhaoshi Yi beside him who is constantly harassing him.

Wen Yuanbo had to focus on two things, and his mental energy was divided a lot.

There was already a gap in strength, but now he was distracted, which accelerated his defeat. After more than 30 moves, he was unable to defend without leakage, and flaws appeared.

Fang Ze had the advantage, and he didn't miss anything. Seeing that Wen Yuanbo's defense began to show loopholes, he accelerated his offensive.

The Moon-Climbing Star-Climbing Hand kept attacking Wen Yuanbo's upper body joints from various angles in a seemingly cool but strangely powerful way.

Fang Ze punched out with his left hand, and Wen Yuanbo sealed it with his palm back. At the same time, Zhao Shiyi turned to Wen Yuanbo's left rear. Wen Yuanbo had no choice but to turn sideways, facing Fang Ze while defending Zhao Shiyi. .

But as a result, a blind spot appeared in his sight, and a tiny flaw appeared on the right side.

"Chance."

Fang Ze confirmed that Wen Yuanbo no longer had the ability to trap the enemy in his moves, but that he really couldn't hold on. He grabbed Wen Yuanbo's right elbow joint with his left and right hands at an unusual and strange angle.

The angle of the left hand is special, and the direction of the shot is in Wen Yuanbo's blind spot.

Zhaoshi Yi's eyes were vicious and he saw an opportunity at a glance. At this moment, he suddenly made an exception and took action directly, pointing the sword finger of his right hand at Wen Yuanbo's left temple.

Wen Yuanbo used his left hand to defend against this finger, but his attention was attracted by Zhaoshi B, and the blind spot in his perspective became even larger.

Before Zhaoshiyi's sword finger even touched, he changed his move midway and withdrew directly.

Wen Yuanbo's heart sank.

"not good!"

He also knew that he had a flaw.

But no way.

Fang Ze used his Moon-climbing Star-Climbing Hand, and grabbed Wen Yuanbo's right elbow joint from two angles with his left and right hands.

Just like a slight mistake, Wen Yuanbo's right elbow joint was misaligned and dislocated in an instant.

Wen Yuanbo's face was expressionless, but his right arm was no longer easy to control.

He turned around quickly, wanting to continue facing Fang Ze.

But Zhao Shiyi came up again, harassing and attacking again.

Wen Yuanbo had to guard against it.

He just turned his head to face Zhao Shiyi, but he felt a hand pressing on his right shoulder, and before he could react, there was a crisp sound from his right shoulder bone.

Wen Yuanbo's shoulder was also detached from its joints.

Wen Yuanbo's right arm was crippled.

His face started to look ugly.

Fang Ze took advantage of the situation and pursued him.

Even if Wen Yuanbo's hands are intact, he is no match for Fang Ze, let alone his right arm is disabled.

Within ten moves, Wen Yuanbo hit Fangze with three palms and four punches, and was hit by Zhao Shiyi twice on the back.

Wen Yuanbo spurted blood from his mouth, with more than a dozen ribs broken, his face was like gold paper, his body staggered, and he had almost no power to fight back.

Fang Ze didn't stop.

Today is a life-and-death struggle, not a battle between rivers and lakes.

He stepped forward and used his Climbing Moon and Star-Seeking Hand to remove the wrist, elbow and shoulder joints of Wen Yuanbo's left arm in two or three moves.

Although Wen Yuanbo's hands were not broken, the joints of both arms, shoulders and wrists were all detached, and there was a Qi barrier in the places where they fell off, making it impossible to put them back together by controlling his own muscles.

Fang Ze punched Wen Yuanbo in the chest again.

Wen Yuanbo spurted out a mouthful of blood and took three steps back. Finally, he was exhausted, unable to stand, and fell to the ground.

His defense of Shen Yun has been broken, the true energy of life and death in his body has invaded, and the transition between life and death can hardly be suppressed.

After falling to the ground, Wen Yuanbo seemed to realize something.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked up at the sky, no longer struggling to stand.

Fang Ze withdrew his fist.

He slowly returned to normal from the fighting state.

Fang Zhaoshi B also stopped attacking.

Fang Ze came to Wen Yuanbo who fell to the ground.

Zhaoshi Yi also followed.

Wen Yuanbo lay on the ground and stopped struggling.

Pointless.

Fang Ze looked at Wen Yuanbo on the ground. "Wen Guoshi, today is a life-and-death struggle, so I won't talk to you about the rules of the world."

"You will die today, and you know it."

"But I can kill, but I don't like cruelty, and I don't want to insult my opponent."

"I'll give you a clean break."

"Say your last words. If you have any unanswered questions, I will consider helping you finish them if it makes sense."

Fang Zedao.

Wen Yuanbo looked at the night sky.

"I have no last words."

"My biggest wish in life is impossible to fulfill, and I admit my failure."

"The winner is a prince and the loser is a thief. You are stronger than me. I am not as strong as others. I have nothing to say even if I die."

he said.

Fang Ze nodded slightly.

No matter what kind of person Wen Yuanbo was, his attitude when facing death was that of a strong man.

Master Zhaoyi was beside him and couldn't help but ask: "Wen Yuanbo, you and I have known each other for almost 50 years."

"Before you die, don't you want to say something true and bring your secrets to Jiuquan?"

"Do you really want to get rid of the world's gods and return Longkang to a world where the emperor is in power? Or, as Mr. Yuan said, do you want to get rid of all obstacles and become the emperor behind the scenes, or even the master of the world?"

Master Zhaoyi really couldn’t figure it out.

After Fang Ze raised this question, doubts and thoughts of answers swirled in Master Zhaoyi's mind. Not getting the answer would be particularly uncomfortable, even unbearable.

"Haha, you want to know?" Wen Yuanbo asked.

Master Zhaoyi nodded.

There was actually a smile on Wen Yuanbo's face at this moment.

"I won't say, you can just think about it with doubts for the rest of your life." Wen Yuan said broadly.

Zhaoshiyi's face didn't look good.

Wen Yuanbo didn't want others to fall asleep before he died.

Fang Ze, on the other hand, was calm and indifferent.

He said lightly: "Master Wen Guo, you may think that I really want to know and will keep thinking."

"Unfortunately, you are wrong."

After a pause, Fang Ze raised his head, looked at the night sky, and said, "You may be considered a big shot in Longkang, and you will think you are very important. I will keep thinking about today's matter."

"But you don't know, I don't care."

After hearing this, Wen Yuanbo fell to the ground and stared at Fang Ze, wanting to see if he was genuine or not.

Fang Ze didn't look at Wen Yuanbo at all.

His tone was calm and he said:
"In my life, you are just a passerby. Although you and I have crossed paths for a while, that's all."

"When you are on your way, you care about a passerby on the side of the road. What are you thinking?"

When Wen Yuanbo heard this, his upper body, which was lying on the ground, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He observed carefully and found that Fang Ze's expression didn't look like he was faking it at all.

Wen Yuanbo felt disappointed for no reason.

The human heart is really strange.

What you want will not be given to you.

If you don't want it, they will rush to deliver it.

Wen Yuanbo endured it for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

Wen Yuanbo also looked at the night sky and the stars in the sky.

"I can only say that when I was a teenager, when I was still a teenager, my idea of ​​​​wiping out the world's gods and finally going into seclusion was true."

Wen Yuanbo said.

When he said this, his eyes were full of memories, as if he had returned to the time when he was still a high-spirited boy.

After saying these words, the life and death energy in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Wen Yuanbo spurted out a mouthful of blood, his heart shattering.

With unfulfilled ambitions, and memories of my teenage years.

Wen Yuanbo is dead.

(End of this chapter)