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Chapter 248: Sanren Ning Daoqi, this is the way to catch them all

"I'm done!!"

Shi Zhixuan's roar shook the entire yard, and Hong Chen almost thought he was going to become a god.

However, when he saw Shi Zhixuan rushing towards him with full of fighting spirit, he felt that Shi Zhixuan's brain might not have been cured yet, or his rational side had been completely destroyed, and only his crazy personality was left.

The Seven Illusions of Immortality is Shi Zhixuan's masterpiece that combines his own Immortal Seal Technique and Demonic Magic Body Technique, and he also integrates all his life's learning and simplifies it into seven styles, ultimately creating this masterpiece.

Combining body skills with illusion, his figure and attacks become extremely ethereal and hard to find.

It seems to exist and not exist, as if it exists and yet it does not exist.

It is difficult to tell the truth from the false.

However, his methods seemed to be restrained by Hong Chen.

Firstly, the Immortal Seal’s meaning of “not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle” is extremely lofty. It utilizes the rapid conversion of the two energies of life and death to borrow strength and transform it. Its mystery lies in the word “borrow”.

If you think about it carefully, isn’t the transformation of the two energies of life and death exactly the principle of the transformation of yin and yang?

How can the so-called borrowing force be better than Tai Chi?
Therefore, although Shi Zhixuan's rapid and fierce attack seemed very powerful, the final damage inflicted was zero.

Shi Zhixuan: Brother! Lend me some!

Hong Chen: Get lost! I won’t lend it to you!
Besides, the magic body movements are so fast that it is hard to find its trace. It seems real and illusory, just like magic.

But these so-called illusions were nothing more than a flustered clown in Hong Chen's eyes.

Even if you are really a ghost, how can you escape and hide from the sight of the Thunder God?

Therefore, if Hong Chen does not take action, it will be fine. But once he does, he will beat them all without making a sound.

Half an hour later.

Shi Zhixuan lay on the floor, his chest heaving rapidly.

Hong Chen looked at the golden ring on his hand and laughed, saying, "You are indeed a little more powerful than before."

"But it's still too far away from you."

"I know. Actually, you don't have to keep staring at me. Sometimes I even feel like a supermodel."

Hong Chen is sincere, while Shi Zhixuan seems a little autistic.

In fact, Hong Chen had discovered this problem a long time ago: the main tasks were becoming simpler and simpler.

But if you think about it carefully, there is actually nothing wrong with the task given by Brother Youshou.

Shi Zhixuan, the Evil King, has been active in the martial arts world for decades and is one of the top masters in the world.

No matter where you put it, it's full of cards.

But in front of Hong Chen, it seemed that there was a whole level missing.

Is this reasonable?

It’s actually very reasonable!
If we count all of Hong Chen's martial arts, except for the Thunder Eyes, which one is not from this world?

However, there is a skill called Dragon Elephant Prajna Paramita which is said to be the pinnacle of external Kung Fu, and it provides him with a constantly doubling capacity of true Qi.

This makes a martial art that should have dealt ten points of damage suddenly deal a hundred or even a thousand points of damage. Even the dragon energy that should have stayed dormant in the body to nourish the body and soul can take shape and come out.

Is it strange about the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu?
No wonder!
King Jinlun also has the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, but have you ever seen him have internal strength of thousands of years?
Impossible, you don’t have the ability to know, right?
Even if the North Sea Divine Art was given to King Jinlun, he would not be able to contain thousands of years of internal energy.

In summary.

"It's all my own fault." Hong Chen sighed.

Shi Zhixuan's body trembled, and then he silently got up and walked away silently.

into the night.

Because there were so many disciples from the Demon Sect, the banquet was set up from the courtyard all the way to the street.

In these chaotic times, no one from the government comes to intervene.

Because of the gathering of disaster victims, Xiao Longnu specially found Hong Chen and set up ten places for distributing porridge and food to the victims inside and outside Chang'an City.

Don't ask where the food comes from.

The treasures in Yang Gong’s treasure house which had just been opened were still fresh.

As for the problem of not being able to buy food with money during war-torn years, it will definitely not happen to the Demon Sect.

Unless the grain merchant is really upset.

The banquet was ready and everyone stood by the table waiting.

When Hong Chen appeared, everyone inside and outside knelt on one knee.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

The voices were so uniform as if they had been rehearsed, and the mighty cheers reached the sky.

For a brief moment, Hong Chen seemed to smell the taste of power.

No wonder so many people want to be emperor.

After the banquet began, the aroma of wine and food filled the air and cheers were endless.

Until an unexpected guest arrived from afar.

He walked past the wine tables one after another until he entered the yard, where he was discovered by Hong Chen.

This is an old man with a tall hat and a wide belt, five long beards, an elegant and simple face, and he is wearing a thick brocade robe. He has a tall and majestic figure and a noble and elegant temperament.

All the people sitting at the main table were masters, and as Hong Chen looked up, the others also sensed something immediately.

After a while, the cheers in the courtyard stopped abruptly and everyone watched in silence.

Shi Zhixuan frowned and said, "I have always believed that you are one of the few smart people in this world, so I never thought that you would seek your own death."

Ning Daoqi smiled calmly, twirling his long beard, and said, "Life and death are the natural laws of heaven. If they are the laws of heaven, they are also the laws of man. The laws under my feet include both life and death. Why does the evil king only mention one?"

Hearing this, everyone at the table couldn't help but look at Hong Chen. Unexpectedly, Hong Chen had already withdrawn his gaze and was drinking from the wine pot in his hand.

Ning Daoqi looked at him for a moment, then bowed and said, "I am Ning Daoqi, and I have long heard of Senior Hong's name. Today, I have the chance to meet him and I know that your demeanor is really as good as the legend says, or even better. It is truly enviable."

Hong Chen paused for a moment, then put the wine glass down and turned to Shi Zhixuan and asked, "How long do you want?"

"It won't be too short, and I'm not absolutely sure."

"Then...how about this?" As he spoke, Hong Chen pointed his finger at Shi Zhixuan's shoulder again, and a flash of golden light flashed by.

Shi Zhixuan's body stiffened slightly, and he turned back immediately: "Do you want to kill me?"

"It's best to scatter his ashes."

Everyone's mouth twitched when they heard this. Shi Zhixuan dodged and rushed forward, and in a blink of an eye he was fighting with Ning Daoqi.

Hong Chen glanced again, and the masters of the Demon Sect on the table immediately stood up and left in a group.

Seeing this, Xiaolongnu also wanted to stand up.

Hong Chen said in time: "No need, we can watch while eating."

Xiaolongnu sat back down again, and watched Shi Zhixuan and Ning Daoqi each use a fierce killing move with surging energy, and gradually became fascinated.

Shi Zhixuan's Seven Illusions of Immortality and Ning Daoqi's Eight Free-Hand Strikes are not only peerless martial arts, but also the essence of their respective martial arts learning throughout their lives.

Ning Daoqi is older than Shi Zhixuan and has more experience.

But Shi Zhixuan is more talented and is already catching up.

What's more, he has Hong Chen's secret help.

However, before the two of them could really decide the winner, Wanwan was seen leaping barefoot on the roof, smiling happily.

After a few ups and downs, Wanwan landed next to Hong Chen, threw the person in her hand onto a chair, and regardless of his struggle to dodge, she reached out and touched the other's cheek.

"You're so tender, I've wanted to pinch your face for a long time, and tonight I finally got the chance, hehe..." Wanwan laughed non-stop, her slender waist swaying left and right, obviously very happy.

Shi Feixuan was both embarrassed and annoyed, which made her holy face unconsciously more charming, making people feel even more pity for her.

Wanwan became more and more pleased as she watched, and kept touching her.

After a while, Shi Feixuan's chest rose and fell more rapidly, and Wanwan's movements became more and more bold. Helplessly, she had to look back at Hong Chen, her flooded eyes full of pleading.

Hong Chen immediately glanced at Wanwan: I haven’t played yet, and you started first?
Wanwan: We're all going to play together anyway, so what's wrong with me playing first?
Hong Chen: That makes sense. Then go ahead and play.

So he lowered his head, picked up a piece of beef and chewed it carefully.

In mid-air, Shi Zhixuan and Ning Daoqi were both still fighting on the ground, and the battle was in full swing.

"Well……"

Shi Feixuan suddenly couldn't help but let out a soft moan, causing Hong Chen and Xiao Longnu to look at her sideways.

Instantly, Shi Feixuan's cheeks felt like they were burning. She first glared at Wanwan fiercely, then turned her head away again.

This time, she finally stopped being stingy with her words and spoke directly: "Senior...can you tell her to stop moving?" But she was still shy and lowered her head before she finished speaking.

Hong Chen raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at Wanwan.

Wanwan pinched Shi Feixuan's face again, and then reluctantly withdrew.

Shi Feixuan just breathed a sigh of relief, but became nervous again the next second.

Just because Anlong and others have also returned.

Moreover, they each had people from Cihang Jingzhai captured in their hands.

Even Shi Feixuan's master, Fan Qinghui, was in the hands of Zuo Youxian, the Ziwu Sword Master. Her white dress was stained with blood and she looked in a very miserable state.

Instinctively, Shi Feixuan looked at Hong Chen again.

Wanwan suddenly said, "Some people should not push their luck. Cihang Jingzhai insisted on disrupting the Demon Sect's banquet. Doesn't that mean the Demon Sect is not allowed to fight back?"

This one sentence made Shi Feixuan speechless.

At this moment, a dragon roar was suddenly heard from the sky, and a golden light suddenly appeared.

Everyone looked up and saw Shi Zhixuan and Ning Daoqi grabbing each other's wrists. It seemed like a stalemate that neither of them could do anything to. Unexpectedly, four golden dragons suddenly flew out of Shi Zhixuan's body one after another.

The dragon shadows rushed forward without hesitation, one after another passing through Ning Daoqi's chest.

After the four dragons flew around, they returned to Hong Chen's body one by one.

The red glow on Ning Daoqi's face disappeared in an instant, and the unusual look in his eyes quickly dimmed.

He looked at Shi Zhixuan, who had no expression on his face, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect the Evil King would use such a method."

His tone was calm, but the words he said were full of sarcasm.

However, Shi Zhixuan was much calmer than him.

"When I say you are courting death, I mean the road you are on leads to death. Now, do you believe it?"

Ning Daoqi was about to speak, but the corner of his mouth opened and a long crack appeared on his face, with golden light blooming in the crack.

Shi Zhixuan immediately let go and retreated quickly.

Ning Daoqi's body was instantly covered with countless cracks, and finally exploded into pieces under the bright golden light, leaving nothing behind.

thump!
Zuo Youxian threw the terrified Fan Qinghui to the table, and the others followed suit and threw down the masters of Cihang Jingzhai one by one.

The gate of the courtyard opened, and the disciples of the Demon Sect escorted more disciples of Cihang Jingzhai and monks from Jingnian Zen Temple into the courtyard.

Soon, the yard was filled with people kneeling.

Hong Chen put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

He looked up and asked:
"How should I handle so many of you?"

(End of this chapter)