Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 141: Time and fate

This kind of deflection should not exist at all for a master of this level. However, with the superposition of paralysis characteristics, every time there is a collision, the arc carried by Wen Lianggong's fist will touch him. Continuously superimposing this paralysis attribute caused him to have subtle flaws.

Maybe this kind of flaw is completely invisible to others, but for Wen Lianggong, who can understand the true meaning of Kung Fu every time he advances to a level because of his attribute panel, it is a huge hole torn open.

Otherwise, he would not be able to perform all kinds of tricks so easily. He is also blessed by overclocking of thoughts and initiation of various phases, and is enveloped by the spiritual power of Qishenting.

There was no room for this, so he simply took the lunch box to settle the matter.

In an instant, Wen Lianggong put his body into practice, his vigorous energy and blood were as strong as fire, like an oven, the whole body was burned red by the lit firewood.

As he stepped forward, his fists broke through Fang Wenyuan's defense for the first time.

Like a mountain shifting, his fist fell on Fang Wenyuan's chest with huge force.

With just one punch, there was a sound of bones cracking.

Fang Wenyuan grunted, and the moment he flew backwards, he kicked his right foot hard on Wen Lianggong's waist, causing Wen Lianggong to bend over, and his feet plowed two half-meter-long ravines on the ground.

Then Fang Wenyuan flew dozens of meters away like a cannonball, just like the scene when he used the phoenix-wing boring machine to fly away Wen Lianggong reappeared on him. He knocked down four or five houses one after another before he stopped and was buried. Among the ruins.

Wen Lianggong held his waist and straightened up with a grin. Was this bronze statue skill practiced horizontally? He could still feel severe pain after being kicked like this. He could even see a person over fifty yards away. Big footprints were left on his waist.

The only good thing is that this kick did not break the defense, but only caused some skin trauma.

After several times of washing with Tongshenjin, the red and swollen marks quickly disappeared.

Triple Bronze Body Strength has a miraculous effect on your body's rapid recovery from injuries.

Wow!

Seeing Fang Wenyuan crawling out of the rubble with a calm expression, Wen Lianggong sighed helplessly to himself, the opponent was really difficult to kill.

A master-level figure who has reached the perfect state of the Four Practices, his vitality is inhuman. Although the punch just broke Fang Wenyuan's ribs, due to the opponent's perfect control of the body, it basically did not affect any actions.

But this is not in vain, more or less physical damage will be affected in the life and death fight.

This is his chance to win.

"You are proud enough to be able to defeat the master of the fourth practice and defeat him at the level of the third practice."

Fang Wenyuan straightened up and spoke calmly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

There was a hint of coldness on Wen Lianggong's face.

"Actually, I hate your condescending tone."

Wen Lianggong stepped forward and took advantage of the momentum to form the mountain and rise again, like a huge mountain rising from the ground in an instant. During this period, flash floods broke out, ground fire spewed out, and terrifying air waves rose into the sky.

With this step, the extremely solid ground under his feet was trampled so that earth and rocks flew into the air, creating a crack.

His figure was like an arrow, and he rushed in front of Fang Wenyuan in an instant, and his fists were like thunder, cracking the sky.

"kill!"

A roar came out of Fang Wenyuan's mouth, ripples of air clearly visible to the naked eye came out of his mouth, and an extremely brutal killing aura suddenly burst out from his body. He has been on the battlefield with an iron horse and a corpse wrapped in horse leather. From a small soldier to his current position, there are many bones under his feet, all of which have become the nourishment for him to build momentum.

Fang Wenyuan stood in front of him, moving forward with an indomitable momentum, his body turned, and a visible green energy rose from his Dantian, and then he squeezed the blood-colored fist, the green energy penetrated the body, and wrapped around his body like a dragon. And move.

Angry? !

With this thought flashing through his mind, Wen Lianggong had no time to react. With arcs flashing all over his body, he focused all the arcs on his arms while the Taiping Essentials scriptures were running.

The two collided instantly.

laugh!

The green energy wrapped around Fang Wenyuan's fist was like the sharpest knife in the world. It easily cut all the flesh on Wen Lianggong's arm, and then exploded with unimaginable force. Wen Lianggong didn't even hum. , then flew out upside down, smashing into countless buildings before finally being buried in a ruins without any movement.

For a long time, Fang Wenyuan, who had held his chest and lifted his back in order to exert his strength, stood up unsteadily. His originally plump body became visibly thinner with the punch mark just now.

"Pity……"

Fang Wenyuan lowered his head and touched his Dantian, his eyes revealing a trace of regret. If he had been given another three years, even if Wen Lianggong were twice as strong, it would never be possible to force him into such a situation.

He resisted all the thunderbolts wrapped around Wen Lianggong's fists. Even after more than ten seconds passed, he could still feel his body numb and stiff. At one point, he couldn't even control the muscle spasms.

He straightened up, turned around and struggled to pull out his phoenix wing. When he was shaking his body and preparing to leave, his steps suddenly stopped and he turned around to look.

Panting heavily, Wen Lianggong crawled out of the rubble and looked down at his bloody right arm. Although it looked miserable, most of it was actually skin trauma, which did not affect his strength.

Looking up at Fang Wenyuan with an unbelievable look on his face, his gentle laughter gradually grew from deep to wild.

"This must be the zhenqi you have been cultivating for ten years, but it is a pity that it is all gone in one day! If the zhenqi enters the body, there is nothing I can do, but now, it is a little bit worse."

Fang Wenyuan's face was solemn, and he felt troubled for the first time in his heart. Wen Lianggong really resisted and took a mouthful of his own energy, and now he seems to be still alive and kicking.

"What kind of horizontal kung fu are you practicing?"

"A Zen Buddhist family!"

Feeling the unprecedented weakness in Fang Wenyuan, Wen Lianggong, who still had some strength left, jumped up lightly and walked towards Fang Wenyuan, answering with a relaxed expression.

Fang Wenyuan nodded slightly, his eyes flashing: "It seems to be a Taoist technique."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows. He didn't know how these people distinguished the levels of martial arts, but according to Fang Wenyuan, it was correct.

He has been practicing the Bronze Statue Kung Fu until now, and he knows that the upper limit of the Bronze Statue Kung Fu is one level higher than the upper limit of the Iron Sword Sect's Chengshan Kung Fu.

Before Wen Lianggong could reply, Fang Wenyuan sighed softly.

"Time is also destiny. It seems that God's will is like this. If I succeed in transferring the true energy that I have nurtured to a ray of my life's true energy, I will never end up like this."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Wenyuan's face was seen to be ferocious. He mustered up his last strength and unleashed his life-long energy, blood, and all the power that can be controlled now. His face was as pale as a dead person, and his ferocious features were as evil as ever. ghost!

With a low roar, the person came out of the billowing smoke and dust. The phoenix wings in his hands were like thorns in the water, parting the air and stabbing Wen Lianggong's face without reservation.

clang!

Amidst the sound of gold and iron that could pierce the eardrums of ordinary people, Wen Lianggong tightly grasped the sharp blade of Phoenix Wing Boring with his palms. He had a cold face. While pulling Phoenix Wing Boring behind him, he punched Fang Wenyuan in the abdomen. .

(End of this chapter)