Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Faning frowned and looked at them: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Meng, Mr. Li, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Huang, do you really want to escape?"

"If it were you, Fanning, if you had the chance to leave, would you stay obediently?"

"...The temple will never give up and will capture you again. Why bother?"

"Fa Ning, we are all useless people and can't live for more than a few days. How can your Jingang Temple compete with bad old men like us!" Feng Yuanjun waved his hand: "Go back quickly. Quan Dang has already delivered the food and went down the mountain. Didn't you see anything? arrive."

Zhao Jingchuan snorted: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Faning, you are young and have a bright future. Don't waste your life in vain. It is not worth it."

"As a disciple of the Vajra Temple, I will never sit back and watch Mr. Feng and you escape." Faning shook his head and said seriously: "Donor Xu, don't make the same mistake again and again. It's not too late to change your mind!"

"Haha..." Xu Ming pointed at Faning and said with a smile: "Look at him, how upright and brave he is, what a rare good man!"

The six old men smiled bitterly.

They knew Xu Ming's temper.

If Fan Ning behaves badly and is weak and afraid of death, Xu Ming will be disdainful and think his hands are dirty.

But if Faning showed bravery, Xu Ming would kill him instead.

He most likes to kill such famous disciples.

He believed that eradicating an outstanding disciple of a famous sect and thus weakening them would be a huge contribution to the Six Paths of the Demon Sect.

"How can you, a little monk, be so stubborn!" Zhao Jingchuan lowered his face and shouted: "Do you know that you are blocking the car with your arms?"

Feng Yuanjun shook his head: "Do you know what level Lao Xu's cultivation level is?"

"Old Zhao and Lao Feng, you are too verbose!" Xu Ming frowned.

"After all, he has our fishing seal, and the young monk's qualifications are also very good." Zhao Jingchuan said coldly.

Feng Yuanjun sighed: "Fa Ning, according to your rank, Lao Xu is the second rank. What do you think you should do to block him? The wisest and smartest thing to do is to turn around and run away to ask for help."

"Old Feng!" Xu Ming snorted: "Which end are you from?"

Feng Yuanjun stared at Faning.

Faning titheed him and said slowly: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhao, thank you for your kindness, but I, a disciple of the Diamond Temple, will never allow you to retreat!"

He looked at Xu Ming bravely with an awe-inspiring expression: "Donor Xu, you shouldn't have come!"

The second grade is indeed no match for him, but he must not back down.

Xu Ming sneered: "I originally thought it would take a little effort, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Two groups of people can fool you around, Jingang Temple, haha!"

Fan Ning retorted dissatisfied: "Our temple is dealing with Dayong martial arts masters. As a member of Da Gan, donor Xu, you took advantage of the situation and added insult to injury. It is really despicable and shameless!"

"Haha...hahahaha..." Xu Ming suddenly laughed.

Laughter vibrated in the cave, and dust fell rustlingly.

Xu Ming laughed and said: "In terms of despicability and shamelessness, who can match your King Kong Temple? How did you defeat Lao Feng and the others in the first place? Why not use more to defeat less, shameless sneak attacks! How dare you laugh at our shamelessness?"

Fanning had heard something about this matter.

The seniors in the temple did use sneak attacks and ambush methods.

He took two steps forward: "It seems that Almsgiver Xu is going to go all the way to the dark side, and the young monk will have no choice but to offend."

"Haha..." Xu Ming laughed loudly: "Good spirit, not bad, not bad, rare!"

He was obviously weak, but he showed strength instead.

This is not something ordinary people can do, it requires such courage in one's bones.

Wouldn't it be nice to keep such a character for Diao Yuedao? Of course they have to be killed.

When he thought of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his murderous intent was revealed.

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan looked at each other and shook their heads. They had done what they could and there was nothing they could do.

There is a huge gap between the second and third grades, let alone the second and fourth grades. They are not the same grade at all.

Fanning's qualifications are extremely high, but his brain is not very bright.

In this situation, if you don't run for your life quickly, you have to block it.

It's simply a death wish.

Certain death!

They felt a little sorry because Fanin was respectful, but between freedom and Fanin, they undoubtedly chose freedom.

Breathing the outside air is what they dream of.

"Take my seal!" Xu Ming formed a seal with both hands and struck with his right hand.

The fingers are slightly pinched like a crane's beak and struck out with the back of the hand.

Fanning's eyes flashed, and he found that he was looking at a vast sea, with a bright moon on the sea.

The bright moon is reflected in the sea, lonely and peaceful.

He couldn't help but feel melancholy, feeling lazy and unable to get excited.

Then, in a blink of an eye, everything disappeared.

The cool feeling in my mind suddenly surged, as if a basin of cold water was poured over my head.

While talking to Xu Ming, he secretly put on both strings of Buddhist beads, the body-fixing beads on his right hand and the clearing heart beads on the left.

The illusion disappeared, and he realized that the back of Xu Ming's hand was about to hit him, so he tried his best to dodge sideways.

Xu Ming received the seal.

Faning looked up and down, and he smiled faintly: "The little monk has some virtues!"

As a second-grade Shen Yuan realm, he can deal with people like this who have not yet entered the Shen Yuan realm. He only needs to use his intentions and not use force.

A fishing seal was struck, which was enough to shake his mind and make him wait for death.

But he managed to escape!

Hide away!

His face was calm and clear, but his heart was filled with murderous intent.

This kind of person who can break away from the illusion of the Divine Origin Realm is definitely a genius with a powerful soul, let alone one who cannot be left behind.

"Come again!"

Xu Ming smiled and printed.

Fanning's eyes dazzled.

A bright moon was in the sky, right in front of us, as big as a wheel, and flawless.

This kind of brightness makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they can't help being intoxicated.

Faning was awakened by the cold air in his mind again.

But the speed of this seal was too fast, and it was already on his body, so he had to block it.

"Bang!" He crashed straight into the stone wall, sank one foot in, and couldn't get out.

Blood flowed from his left mouth.

Xu Ming had a tense face and a tight mouth, and he made another seal without saying a word, to kill Faning completely.

The more you want to succeed, the less you can be verbose, which is easy to cause complications. The most important thing is to be fast, to be clean and neat.

"Fix!" Faning opened his bloody mouth and spit out a word, and his left hand had already crushed a body-fixing bead.

Xu Ming froze.

His right hand was one foot away from Faning's nose, and his slightly narrowed eyes showed astonishment.

He bent forward, his face was tense, and his hand seal stretched forward, but his posture was full of chic and vigor.

Diaoyuedao's martial arts were performed in a graceful and elegant manner.

The Great Demon Subduing Fist "bang" hit Xu Ming's eyes.

This is one of the most vulnerable positions.

Xu Ming's body-protecting qi took effect, removing the force of the punch.

The body-protecting qi still exists even if it is fixed.

Xu Ming's back flew into the opposite stone wall.

"Fix!" Faning crushed the second body-fixing bead.

Xu Ming was about to break free, but was fixed again.

"Fix!"

"Bang!"

"Fix!"

"Bang!"

...

Faning waved the Great Demon Subduing Fist like a madman, crushing the body-fixing beads one by one, and punched down one after another.

He even took the Blood Burning Pill.

Xu Ming sank in little by little, and sank three meters straight. His eyes were still slightly narrowed, his eyes were cold, and his resentment was as real as substance.

Blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, and then oozed out from his ears, mouth corners, and nostrils.

His face was sallow, and he was already dying.

Although his protective qi was deep and pure, after being fixed, it lost circulation and replenishment and became fragile.

It could withstand one big demon-suppressing punch, two, three, or even four or five, but not eighty or ninety.

After the protective qi was broken, Xu Ming was beaten to death with one punch.

"Fanning, stop hitting me, or I'll die!" Feng Yuanjun said hurriedly.

Fanning stopped punching.

Although he took the blood-burning pill and punched like crazy, his eyes were clear and the Qingxinzhu suppressed him, making him free from the influence of the blood-burning pill and not impulsive.

"That's enough. There's no need to kill Old Xu." Zhao Jingchuan sighed.

After all, the air outside was not breathable.

Fanning stared at Xu Ming.

"If we really kill him, we Diaoyue Dao will never give up, so let's spare his life." Feng Yuanjun said gently: "Fa Ning, you are not a bloodthirsty person."

"Hey!" Suddenly there was a strange laugh, and then a gray shadow flashed by, and Lin Feiyang appeared and slapped Xu Ming's forehead with one palm.

"Pah!" Like a watermelon falling to the ground.

Lin Feiyang shook his hand in disgust, shaking off the brain and blood, and disappeared without a trace.

Faning was stunned.

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan were also stunned.

"Faning, nephew!"

Amid the thunderous roar, four figures rushed into the cave, surrounded Faning, and stared at Feng Yuanjun and others vigilantly.

They were four middle-aged monks, the four people who helped Faning before.

Faning looked away from Xu Ming and saluted them with his hands together: "Uncle Yuanxiao, Uncle Yuanchen, Uncle Yuanling, Uncle Yuanfeng."

"No, please be polite." The middle-aged monk in charge saluted and waved his hands: "What's wrong with these guys?"

He looked at Xu Ming who was three meters into the stone wall: "What about this one?"

"This guy came to save Old Feng and the others, I beat... killed him."

"Good kill!" Yuan Xiao looked handsome, stared coldly at Xu Ming, and then glanced at the six old men: "You Diaoyue Dao really picked a good time! You are kicking someone when they are down, you deserve to be killed!"

The four of them rescued Faning, but found that they were tricked into leaving the mountain. Fortunately, they returned in time. Although the six masters who attacked were powerful, they could not hurt the remaining brothers.

The twelve formed a large formation, and the six masters who attacked them attacked them desperately for a while, but finally retreated.

They fled, coming and going freely, which made Yuanxiao and the others depressed and angry.

Seeing Xu Ming dead, he felt relieved.

Feng Yuanjun shook his head and sighed: "Diaoyue Dao will definitely take revenge, alas..., I don't know how many people will die again!"

"If you Diaoyue Dao are not afraid of death, then come!" Yuan Xiao sneered: "Do you really think that our Vajra Temple is afraid of you? You take kindness as weakness, which is ridiculous!"

Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan shook their heads, sighed and turned back to their stone chamber.

When they all disappeared, Yuan Xiao's expression eased, and he patted Faning in praise: "Nephew, you did a great job. If you dare to offend my Vajra Temple, you must be killed!"

Faning clasped his hands and bowed.

He smiled bitterly in his heart.

Uncle Yuanxiao, in the words of his senior brother, belongs to the hawk faction.

Senior brother once said in a casual chat that there are three factions among the disciples of Vajra Temple: hawks, doves, and centrists.

Today I met Uncle Yuanxiao. If I met another uncle, I would probably be scolded for being too heavy-handed.

Yuan Xiao and the others did not know Xu Ming's cultivation level, and Feng Yuanjun and the others knew but did not tell anyone, saying that Xu Ming was at the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm, which simply brought shame to Diao Yue Dao.