Ten states

Although Hongjing City is not big, it can still be regarded as a county with a jurisdiction of nearly a hundred miles. The seemingly dilapidated city walls and gates are all built with rammed earth and huge stones in a down-to-earth manner. It has been through the test of war during the turmoil without much damage. So far, it has a history of more than [-] years.

It's a pity that since the city gate was destroyed, most of Hongjing City has been reduced to ruins after only a stick of incense.Countless city residents fled out of the city, howling and screaming. Fortunately, someone had sounded a warning before. After the city gate collapsed, the nearby people began to disperse and flee. Not many people were killed or injured by the larger aftermath.There are also a few courageous ordinary people, or Jianghu people who think they are good at skills, still standing on the only Ximen tower that has not yet collapsed, watching the thrilling battle in the distance.

It's not that they like to watch the excitement too much, it's that this battle is too fierce and grand, far surpassing the concept of rivers and lakes in many people's minds, even fighting with immortals in ghost novels is almost the same.

Purple thunder and golden sword-shaped qi rise and fall in the air and ground, and seven or eight figures intertwine and shuttle among the ruins, chasing each other, colliding with each other, converging and disappearing, with every movement of them, the air is torn apart. The scream of the crack, the roar of the vibration, and the loud noise of the explosion are intertwined.

Amidst the howling sound, the fist No.80 of a tiger guard smashed against the fist of a golden armored general four times. The golden armored god finally shattered the watermelon-sized fist, and the golden light that seemed to be liquid flowed from it. The shattered body flowed and dissipated, the purple thunder light that originally surrounded the body disappeared, and the huge body began to gradually become a little uncertain.Although this kind of armored soldier formed by condensing spiritual power with Taoism has a human shape, it has no vital points at all. No matter where the damage received exceeds a certain limit, it will cause the whole to collapse.

The Tiger Guard's fist was also shriveled like a squeezed steamed bun, and the broken finger bones were clearly visible piercing through the broken flesh.Not only this hand, but one of Huwei's feet is also gone.There was only half of the stump on the ground that was pinched like dried mustard, which was the result of falling into the hands of the golden armored general.The recoil from the punch just now also threw him far away, but the tiger guard didn't seem to feel any pain at all.With one hand and one foot on the ground, the man shot straight out like a crossbow and hit the golden armored general's chest.

Amidst the blood splatter, the golden armor god general's hazy body finally began to collapse completely.It turned into balls of golden light and dissipated, and a small talisman ball inside fell to the ground dully.The blood-stained Tiger Guard staggered on one foot and barely stood still, raised his head and let out a scream that he didn't know whether it was laughter or anger, fell to the ground and did not move again.

On the other side, under the attack of the two tiger guards, another golden armored general was finally defeated.The two tiger guards were also covered in scars, panting, and their faces did not look relaxed at all.Looking vigilantly and solemnly at Zhang Yuhong who was flying in the field with purple lightning and lightning flashing continuously.

The defeated ones are actually not the original two golden armored generals. They have already defeated these two Taoist puppets several times before, but Zhang Yuhong either flashed over and slapped them casually, or chanted a spell from a distance. It means that the golden armor god that just dissipated will immediately return to its original state.

This kind of Taoist puppet used for frontal combat, even the most common five-element armored soldier, is a first-grade spell, which can easily slaughter dozens of ordinary heroes like chickens and sheep. The Evil Protector God General is the unique top-grade Taoism of Longhu Mountain. It is formed by the condensed thoughts of thousands of believers.It is dozens of times more powerful than ordinary five-element armored soldiers.Even though these three Tiger Guards are truly first-rate experts, and the strongest of them has been cultivated innately, they can defeat them once or twice.After three or four times, four or five times, it was finally exhausted.

Fortunately, this time, the dissipated armor soldiers finally did not re-condense, and really disappeared completely like this.The remaining two tiger guards couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief, but looking at Zhang Yuhong's figure surrounded by golden light and flashing purple thunder at times, they no longer had the strength to move forward.

But it seemed that it was not Zhang Yuhong who had the upper hand in this scene, but Nangong Wuji.

The ruins of Hongjing County were formed with Nangong Wuji as the center, but there was no brick or rubble under his feet or around him.Nothing can exist within a hundred feet of him, even as long as he stays in one place for a while.The ground in that place will be quickly cut off a layer.He is not tall and strong, nor is he agile and agile.Compared with Zhang Yuhong, who was accompanied by the flickering golden light of Zilei, he even looked very stupid, but he showed his every move and every handprint a little like no one else.

But with every movement he made, it seemed as if endless qi surged out and howled out, destroying everything facing him.

He swung his fist towards the sky, and the clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind of his fist. He put his palms together and bowed to the ground, and immediately a huge crater with a radius of tens of feet was formed amidst the shaking of the ground.On the distant city wall, there are still people who have the courage to watch the battle, all with great fear.He is like a prehistoric giant who jumped out of myths and legends and is crushing this secular world to pieces with his hands turned upside down.

On the other hand, Zhang Yuhong is like a butterfly struggling in a violent storm. No matter how erratic or beautiful his figure is, he can't help himself at all. Instead, he will be torn to pieces by the raging airflow at any time.Several times he seemed to be able to approach Nangong Wuji with the flash of thunder, but he was immediately pushed away by the huge burst of energy. He used his body and sword to break through a mountain-like thick palm force, and immediately there were two Three strikes and four strikes came one after another until the golden sword energy on his body and the buildings in a line behind him were completely smashed.

Even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't do it. There were two times when Zhang Yuhong seemed to use his strength to retreat, and then a flash of lightning flashed and wanted to fly away, but the escape method relying on lightning seemed to be unable to be cast continuously, and the distance could only be within a few seconds. Within ten feet.No matter where his figure appeared, with Nangong Wuji's handprint unfolding, or the huge palm falling from the sky, or the suction force like a tornado, he would be forced back again.

"Reverend Zhang, Reverend Zhang, be careful! If you keep dragging that monster, it might be boring."

"Really Zhang's cultivation is the best in the world. He didn't even know how many Xidi people he killed back then. He will never lose to these demons and heretics!"

On the city wall in the distance, those who had the guts to stay here to watch the battle were worried or encouraged for Zhang Yuhong.Fumo Daoist is not only famous all over the world, but also awarded by the imperial court. He is truly a first-class hero in the eyes of ordinary people and Jianghu men.However, there are also some Jianghu people who can see the clues and whisper in low voices.

"Hey. Just now that guy said that Qingyu Tower was on the job? Look at the posture, could it be that the people who did this are from Yingshanwei?"

"Yingshanwei has always been mysterious. Suddenly he came here with such a big fanfare, and even fought with Zhang Zhenren, why is he crazy? Is it possible that he really wants to help those bald donkeys in the Pure Land Temple to kill the celestial master?" Is the Tao leveled?"

"How can it be that simple. There must be some amazing unknown inside story behind it. Otherwise, how could these people come head-to-head with Zhang Zhenren with their dark virtues?"

"Who is that person? How could he suppress Daoist Zhang into such a state? Where did the shadow guards hire such a master? Such a terrifying innate qi has 200 years of internal energy cultivation, and he takes medicine by the catty." Wang Gu's potential-inducing medicines can't reach this level, right? Could it be from a monster?"

"Those shadow guards are all at his command. I'm afraid they are not some experts invited from outside, but some leader of the shadow guards? Such a method that does not seem human. Could it be something that has cultivated the Devil's Cult? I heard that On the surface, they shoot and kill those who practice the Devil's Cult Kung Fu, but they themselves always have some..."

"Shut up! Do you want to die? Say these taboo things..."

"Is my second uncle okay?"

In the most inconspicuous corner, He Si'er looked worriedly at Nangong Wuji, who had the upper hand in the field, and couldn't help asking Second Master Tang next to him in a low voice.These days, she seldom speaks, and she has become emaciated a lot, and her once lively and unparalleled appearance has also turned dark and desolate. She often doesn't speak all day long, but it's Erye Tang who takes the initiative to talk to her more frequently. some more.But after looking here for so long, she also saw something bad.

"Whether he has anything to do, only he can decide." Second Master Tang still had the same smile on his face.His eyesight is naturally completely different from others.It is better to see the reality of the field. "I don't know whether Zhang Yuhong is on guard against something, or he is thinking about the feelings of the past. He has never used the final winner. But only because he can be firm but soft. The combination of Taoism and martial arts that can be far and near, The key is the location of people's beliefs that have been condensed for a long time in Hongjing City. Your uncle can't hurt him for so long, so it can only be delayed like this... As for how long it can be delayed, only he knows ..."

After being silent for a while, He Si'er asked in a shy voice, "My second uncle... is really using the Great Wish Mahamudra of the Pure Land Temple, right? I remember that he once went to ask Zen Master Huiguang for advice on Buddhism... .”

"I know what you want to ask, Si'er girl." Second Master Tang smiled even more happily. "Yes, that is indeed the great wish mahamudra of the Pure Land Temple. I can assure you that it is the true teaching of the Pure Land Temple no matter whether it is the movement of strength or the spiritual mind. You can see it, right?"

"...The great energy of the Confucian school is a family tradition of the Nangong family. My uncle has been urging everyone in the Nangong family to practice hard since they were young..."

"Hehe, this is indeed true. The Nangong family has respected Confucianism orthodoxy since the previous dynasty. The way of monarch and ministers personally pursued by Nangong Wuji is also respected by the Confucianism today... Hehe, but even the majestic spirit of Nangong Wuji I'm afraid it's not as good as your second uncle's performance today?"

"Could it be..."

"Yes. Your second uncle has practiced the Shuntian Divine Sect's Duotian Good Fortune Kungfu. And it seems that this cultivation base is so deep, purely based on the depth of internal strength, that it is probably the best in the world today." Second Master Tang smiled lightly, as if Proud of an old friend's achievement.

"How...how is it possible...my second uncle...my second uncle...how could it be possible to practice the Devil's Cult..."

"It's actually nothing. How heavy is the burden on Yingshanwei's shoulders for the imperial court to secretly control the situation in the world? Even if the teachings of the Devil's Cult are indeed somewhat biased, the various methods created are indeed extremely useful, just like Swords and sharp weapons are, of course, murderous weapons in the hands of villains, but they are sharp weapons in your own hands. This is the way of contingency. Yingshanwei has been secretly collecting and using various magic skills from the beginning of its establishment. Your second uncle is the second-in-command So, if one's own cultivation can't suppress many masters, how can he lead Yingshanwei? It's really normal to practice Duotian Fortune Art." Tang Erye explained to Nangong Wuji with a smile.

"But...but..."

"But what? Are you afraid that this magic skill will have a backlash? It doesn't matter. Isn't it because of this that your second uncle went to the monks of the Pure Land Temple to learn the Kung Fu of Great Wish Mudra? ... And I guess he really Confucianism is the way of mind, right? Confucianism is the foundation, and Buddhist kung fu is used to control the heavenly fortune...it is a good way to be unique...and this is to be loyal to the country Isn’t the great righteousness of taking risks with one’s own body and feeding one’s life to feed a tiger? Isn’t it what the Confucianists of the previous dynasty vigorously touted? Si’er girl, don’t underestimate your second uncle’s awareness. Sure enough, the old man is right to let us take a look. Yes. How else could I have seen your second uncle's righteous act?"

Second Master Tang smiled kindly and happily, and his narrowed eyes sparkled even more.He stared intently at the figure in the distance who was blasting out a series of huge auras that shook the world.

"Nangongji, do you want to continue fighting? You'd better look at yourself now."

Lightning flashes.Zhang Yuhong dodged a fist that had just bombarded a crater with a radius of several zhang on the ground. His figure stood motionless in mid-air, his eyebrows like swords, his eyes like stars, glaring at Nangong Wuji below.

Of course Nangong Wuji couldn't see his appearance, but he could see his hands. The slightly loose and yellowish skin was becoming smooth, rosy, delicate and gradually tightened, and the muscles under the skin were also glowing. Vitality and vitality.Those are a pair of young hands in full bloom and youth.

No need to look at other things, Nangong Wuji also knows that the skin on his face and the joints and muscles all over his body are gradually becoming younger. He has actually changed from a majestic middle-aged man to a man in his twenties. young people.

This is definitely not a good thing, it only shows that with the consumption and use of his skills, the thick and unparalleled internal force is getting out of the control of his mind and skills, and is gradually merging with his body completely.What's worse is that this body's inner power was not originally his. The human desire to devour everything contained in it has begun to germinate as the body gets younger and younger. He seems to be able to hear a bird in his body. The unknown little beast is humming excitedly for its upcoming growth.

But Nangong Wuji didn't show the slightest hesitation or panic, he didn't even glance at Zhang Yuhong in midair.He just clasped his hands together solemnly and earnestly, and then interlocked his fingers to form the next handprint.

"Stubborn! If that's the case, I'll help you! So that you won't harm others in the future!" Zhang Yuhong raised his eyebrows.The eyes are full of light.He opened his hands outwards, a big sleeve fluttering, and a figure in a long gown and high crown gradually appeared behind him with a golden light, enveloping him in it, vaguely, as if some singing eulogy sounded from nowhere.

Nangong Wuji still didn't look at Zhang Yuhong, like a monk who was concentrating on offering sacrifices, watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, concentrating all his energy and energy on his body and hands.

With the two of them as the core.The humming sound began to grow from nothing to small to loud until it resounded in a radius of ten miles. It was the whine of the unbearable atmosphere.Many people watching the battle on the distant city wall were shocked by the sound and fell to the ground.Even people with no eyesight can feel that the upcoming huge collision is absolutely earth-shattering and unprecedented.

"Here we come. This is the last blow to judge the outcome. It's a pity..." At this time, the smile on Tang Erye's face finally disappeared, and he looked at the two men who were at war in the distance, frowning. Wrinkle muttered to himself.

But at this moment.In the distance, suddenly a golden light shot up into the sky and reached the clouds, and then turned into a dragon and a tiger intertwined and rushed down.

Although this vision is grand, it is a bit far away from here, at least a distance of [-] to [-] miles, so here we can only see a hazy outline, compared to the atmosphere of the two people who have already gathered their momentum. It's really nothing.But Zhang Yuhong's whole body was shocked when he saw it, and his face turned pale with shock, and even the golden silhouette condensed around his body also dissipated.

"Dragon and tiger conquest change the sky and strike the earth*? Constant light?...Oops! It's an earth spirit master!" With a loud shout, Zhang Yuhong's figure instantly turned into a giant golden sword towards the direction that gave birth to the vision As he shot away, as soon as his body moved, the crackling sound and impact produced by the breaking of the atmosphere hit the ground along the way until the mud flew up.

"Where to go..." Nangong Wuji also shouted violently.But just when his handprint was about to move, another firework exploded at the same position where the vision had just been born.

Compared with the vision of the dragon and tiger just now, the fireworks are really not enough to see. They can only be seen faintly after such a distance during the day, but Nangong Wuji was shocked when he saw it, and his hands were ready to go. The blow also stopped.But just this moment of hesitation, Zhang Yuhong's incarnate golden sword has gone away with a roar, leaving only a small dot in his field of vision.

"They finally caught up? Why is the earth spirit master there? Why is the earth spirit master..." Looking in that direction, Nangong Wuji's calm face finally revealed a look of panic. It doesn't look much better than Zhang Yuhong.As soon as he got up, he wanted to fly in that direction, but as soon as he moved, his feet softened and he fell to his knees, opening his mouth and spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

"No, I want to go, I want to go... No, my heart can't be messed up, my heart can't be messed up..." While muttering to himself, Nangong Wuji closed his eyes, and started to slow down while kneeling like this. endorsement. "...benevolence leads to glory, and inhumanity leads to humiliation. Today, being humiliated and being inhumane is like being inferior to being evil..."

On the city wall in the distance, there were very few people who could still stand. Almost everyone was at a loss for the scene that ended suddenly. Almost no one noticed the half-kneeling figure in the distance in the smoke and dust, and the people standing on the wall from the city wall. He Si'er who jumped off and flew somewhere.

Tang Erye naturally saw it.He rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, and walked down the city wall.But after walking a few steps, he seemed to think of something suddenly, turned around and waved to the people who were still there, as if saying goodbye to these people, and then turned and walked down the city wall.

The people on the city wall were either whispering to each other, or staring in the direction Zhang Yuhong was going away from. They didn't notice this middle-aged fat man who was dressed in ordinary clothes and didn't even notice that he was waving his hands. Those tiny silver threads that come out.Those silver threads seemed to be alive, turning and flying in the air quickly, and then each of them pierced everyone's body soundlessly.

It was as if in a puppet show, all the ropes were suddenly torn off by someone. Everyone on the city wall stopped their movements at the same time, and then fell limply to the ground without a sound.

Nangong Wuji finally stood up.He wiped the blood from his mouth, then clenched his fists vigorously, with disappointment and anxiety flashing in his eyes.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle!" An anxious cry came, and He Si'er's figure ran out from the still flying mud.Nangong Wuji was also surprised: "Si'er? Why are you here?"

"I... I'm with Uncle Tang..." He Si'er ran not far away, looked at Nangong Wuji's face that looked younger than her, and stopped in her tracks, with a look of horror on her face color. "Second Uncle...Second Uncle...You, what do you look like? You, have you really practiced the kung fu of the Devil's Cult...?"

"Tang Er is here too?" Nangong Wuji's eyes flashed. "Where is he?"

"Brother Nangong, are you here all right?" Before He Si'er could reply, Second Master Tang's voice came over, and then his chubby smiling face appeared through the smoke and dust.But after seeing Nangong Wuji's young appearance, he was also stunned.

A look of ecstasy flashed across Nangong Wuji's face, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull at Second Master Tang in vain, and an invisible force directly pulled Second Master Tang's body over.

"The situation is critical, and I hope Second Brother Tang can help me. I have offended many things today, and I will pay for it in the future. I hope Second Brother Tang will not be offended." Nangong Wuji spoke sincerely, his face full of helplessness and kindness. Sincerity, combined with his young appearance, it is completely a face of a young boy begging his elders.But Second Master Tang, who was caught by him, only had a look of panic, his mouth opened wide in vain, and he couldn't even speak. (to be continued)