Infinite Battle

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Jiang Shang was silent for a while, then carried the coffin and walked out of the city. Since the You Mansion was gone, there was no need to stay in Tianxiang City. He originally wanted to destroy the You Mansion. The whole house was ransacking to see if they could find some treasures. After all, Youfu has occupied Tianxiang City for so many years, so there are a lot of treasures to be found.

It's a pity that although Jiang Shang's wishful thinking was good, he never thought that this You Mansion would be destroyed together with You Yunhai last night. It can be said that it became popular because of Youyun Sea, and it was also destroyed because of his Youyun Sea.

In silence, they walked out of the city all the way, heading west towards the depths of Wu Ruins. As Jiang Shang's figure gradually disappeared on the dirt road, dozens of figures came to the city wall from all directions, looking at As Jiang Shang left carrying the coffin, the owners of the clothes shop and the coffin shop were among them, and even the innkeeper was there, all silently watching Jiang Shang's leaving figure.

Finally, when Jiang Shang's back was no longer visible, someone among the dozens of figures spoke quietly.

"This time when the ruins of Wudu are opened, I am afraid that all the young masters who come here will die in the land of Wuxu. With this person in the land of Wuxu for a day, there will be no trouble for those proud men from other states. This He is young, and based on his appearance, he is only in his thirties. To be able to kill You Yunhai on his own at such a young age is really formidable."

"Who says it's not? The world has been peaceful and prosperous for hundreds of years. With the birth of this kind of monster, there will be a bloody storm. We old bones should find a small place as soon as possible. We can't stay in Tianxiang City anymore."

"Well, that makes sense. How about we go to Nether Sky Valley? There is only a small sect there, and there are many female disciples. When my descendants grow up, we don't have to worry about getting married and having children."

"You old thing, you yourself brought trouble to others when you were young, and now you want your descendants to bring trouble to you. Aren't you afraid of being castrated?"

"Go, go, go, it's really bad luck, I'll leave first."

As this person started, the remaining people left one by one, until finally the innkeeper was the only one left on the city. Looking at the dirt road extending to the sky, regret appeared on his face. If he had known it, he would have Let his daughter pass last night. With this man's momentum, he will definitely have a place in the future. Even if his daughter cannot marry this man, she can just be a maid.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late. He had been speculating all his life, and he felt very upset when he saw this huge opportunity slipping away from his eyes. Although this approach may not be very fair to his daughter, this is the way the world is. Others would take care of a dog like this, let alone a personal maid. It's a pity that such a great opportunity could not be grasped.

At this moment, the shopkeeper's intestines turned green with regret, but the opportunity must not be missed and it will not come again. If you miss it, you will miss it.

I am afraid that his family will never meet this person again in this life. For the masters, "jianghu" means "jianghu", but for the weak, "jianghu" means "life and death". The difference between the two words is vastly different, including Everything that cannot be explained or explained.

In the empty wasteland, Jiang Shang carried the iron coffin and walked quickly towards the distance on the dirt road with overgrown weeds on both sides. The occasional wind and the chirping of birds in the sky, and then Coupled with the hazy drizzle, Jiang Shang is like a knight-errant walking out of the painting, his figure full of loneliness and indomitable momentum.

The vastness of heaven and earth is up to me.

This dirt road has no end at first glance, heading towards the high mountain in the distance. Jiang Shang set out this time with only one thought, that is, to complete the main mission first. Although the battle with Youyunhai made Jiang Shang clear I know what the strength of those eighteen middle heavens are. Jiang Shang cannot defeat these people under normal conditions, but what does it matter? The fragments of the general ranking of heavens obtained from Duan Qitian have not been available until now. After checking, he left Tianxiang City this time. Apart from anything else, when Jiang Shang figured out the general list, he would go out to intercept and kill these people.

The ruins of Wudu are about to open. If those small-level masters want to come and experience it, I am afraid they will not miss this excellent opportunity. It is unimaginable how many masters from Kyushu will gather in this place of Wudu. Those people on the list who are in the Zhongtian position will also come.

And with so many of Heaven's proud men gathering together, Jiang Shang's heart is filled with treasures on their bodies. These people are all living treasures. If they can all be killed, then Jiang Shang can hide and cultivate the Six-pole Pagoda to perfection. I'm afraid there will be no problem if I come out again. Of course, this is just a thought. It is impossible to achieve perfection by blindly studying the martial arts of Liuji Pagoda.

Only with the help of the pressure of the war can the energy core undergo a leap-forward change. Otherwise, after a hundred years of hard training, the energy in the core will increase at most, but there will be no progress in casting, and the power of Liuji Pagoda The core of the law is to cast the core of energy to drive its own evolution, so the amount of energy is not the focus. The focus is whether the light spots in the Dantian Qi Sea have undergone transformation.

Along the way, Jiang Shang was thinking wildly. He had a rough idea about what was going to happen in the future, but he didn't have a very accurate plan. After all, people are not as good as God. No matter how well planned Jiang Shang was, he couldn't stop him. Depending on the development of the situation, thinking too much will only add trouble to yourself. Besides, Jiang Shang is not a person who knows everything, so there is no need to think so long, just do the things in front of you first.

The sky gradually darkened, Jiang Shang had walked alone for hundreds of kilometers, and the surrounding wasteland began to slowly disappear. Finally, Jiang Shang came to a high mountain and stopped. The night became darker and darker, and the night weather had become very cold. As the New Year is approaching, the place of Martial Ruins has also become colder.

Jiang Shang, who stopped at the foot of the mountain, looked at the mountain road in front of him and went up the mountain. Only after climbing over the mountain could he officially step into the depths of the Martial Ruins and officially intervene in this chaotic Martial Ruins.

Amidst the only sounds of rain and the rustle of Jiang Shang's walking, Jiang Shang walked alone on the forest road. The trees on this high mountain were all extremely tall and had not been damaged by man. When Jiang Shang turned around the mountain col, what he saw in front of him was The scenery suddenly opened up, and a dilapidated temple appeared in front of Jiang Shang, and the sound of chanting sutras came into his ears.

The temple that appeared in front of him made Jiang Shang pause and stop walking. After being in this world for so long, Jiang Shang also understood that all the Buddhist disciples in the Jiuzhou world follow Kuhai Buddhism as the authentic sect, which means that Jiuzhou All temples and Buddhist disciples are Buddhists.

At this time, this temple was built on the only way to go to the depths of Wuxu. It is obvious that Buddhism is not indifferent to the world. This intention is also conceivable. This also makes Jiang Shang understand why Buddhism has been hunting for so long. There is no trace yet. Feelings are waiting for him here, Jiang Shang, and the Buddhists have already seen through Jiang Shang's thoughts.

Jiang Shang thought for a while and decided to retreat, leaving the temple and crossing the mountain in other directions. There was no way in other directions, but it was not a big deal for Jiang Shang, and he could avoid unnecessary troubles. However, Jiang Shang thought so , but the missing monk in the temple also had the same idea. As Jiang Shang retreated, the door of the temple was opened from the inside.

A figure walked out of the temple holding an oil lamp. He put his hands together and bowed to Jiang Shang from a distance, and even pronounced a Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has actually come, so why bother to leave and invite the benefactor into the temple to talk about it?"

Jiang Shang stopped retreating and looked at the old monk. He saw that the old monk was wearing a gray cassock. The cassock was sewn and patched with several patches. His face was long and narrow, but he did not look fierce. Beneath the wrinkles, the old monk's face was full of kindness. There was no black and white in his eyes, only a layer of white, like that of a person suffering from cataracts.

However, Jiang Shang, who had already seen You Yunhai and others, was extremely sensitive to the changes in the pupils of such an expert. The three people from the You family who were beaten to death by Jiang Shang, every time they attacked with all their strength, they were The pupils were of different colors, which made Jiang Shang understand in his heart that this world was no longer the previous world without masters. The increase in force value and the emergence of such weird martial arts did not seem to be anything surprising.

"Master, I don't want to cause trouble. I just want to go deep into the Martial Ruins. Why are you doing this?"

Hearing Jiang Shang's words, the old monk gently took the oil lamp floating beside him and said to Jiang Shang in a deep voice,

"Donor, don't worry. I have been cultivating here for more than a hundred years. This time I asked to keep the benefactor, not for any reason. I just want to see the person who punched me last night."

The old monk's words made Jiang Shang narrow his eyes. This old guy has been here for more than a hundred years, so he is probably not weak in strength. In addition to these words, he probably has something on his mind.

"Master, as a monk, it's better not to do things that are difficult for others. Otherwise, neither you nor I will be considered a good deeds. You and I will just retreat. You practice your Zen skills while I do my thing. Jing Shui How about not violating the river water?"

"The donor is joking. I have been cultivating here alone for so long. Isn't it for the sake of the common people in the world to intercept those people in the depths of the Martial Ruins? The donor's body is so full of demons that it will not be easy to enter the depths of the Martial Ruins. To maintain a balanced situation, if it will be destroyed by the benefactor, I would like to ask the benefactor to rest in my temple for a while."

Speaking of this, Jiang Shang also understood that if he wanted to get past this today, this old monk was the one he had to pass by, and it was inevitable to take action. valley

Jiang Shang thrust the iron coffin on his shoulders horizontally on the ground, and then walked forward. When he came to a place twenty or thirty meters away from the old monk, Jiang Shang pulled off his ill-fitting top, revealing the The upper body was like a demon, with countless muscles condensed, climbing on Jiang Shang like a dozen demon dragons.

"Master, you have to think carefully. Once you take action, your hundred years of cultivation will not be preserved."

Seeing that Jiang Shang was ready to take action, a smile appeared on the old monk's face, and he sent the oil lamp in his hand to the side. The oil lamp swayed far away, and finally landed on the stone at the door. In the light, he clasped his hands together and announced loudly.

"Amitabha, Lao Na Fawu will learn the benefactor's clever trick today."

Jiang Shang's arms shook, and with a low buzzing sound, layers of black and blue light began to flash on his exposed upper body. The sound of crackling discharges was heard endlessly, and a layer of wind pressure rose from around Jiang Shang's feet. It started to blow in all directions, and then the temperature around Jiang Shang began to rise significantly, causing the already very low temperature in the deep mountains and old forests to begin to rise steadily. When the first form was activated, Jiang Shang faced the The old monk Fawu said in a deep voice.

"please."

The old monk Fawu quietly watched Jiang Shang's first form resurrect, and was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked at Jiang Shang very seriously. After the changes in Jiang Shang were over, the old monk Fawu said to Jiang Shang with a smile. .

"It seems that I have never seen the martial arts of the donor among the masters of Kyushu. Could it be that the donor also obtained it from the ruins of Wudu? It seems that it is somewhat similar to the inherited martial arts of Wudu, but it is weaker. a lot of."

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

"It's okay. I just like to explore these things when I'm old. Let's take the initiative."

Seeing that the old monk Fawu still looked so careless, Jiang Shang felt an unknown fire rising in his heart. The old monk Fawu was obviously confident. What Jiang Shang liked most was to beat this kind of person half to death, and then look at other people. That incredible look.

"Hmph, I will spare your life later. Liuji Pagoda."

As Jiang Shang shouted, the six-pole pagoda in his body instantly reached its limit. With a crashing sound, a layer of black flames rose up from Jiang Shang's body. As Jiang Shang stood upright, the soil from the ground beneath his feet flew up. The whole person turned into a black flame, with alternating black and blue colors on his right fist. With violent wind pressure, he punched the old monk Fawu.

The strong wind pressure that hit his face made the old monk Fawu's eyelids droop. The clasped hands on his chest made a sharp circle, and the broad cassock sleeves on his arms were rolled up tightly on his arms, and there was a layer of substantial golden light. It rose from the hands of the old monk Fawu, and seemed to be slow but fast to catch the right fist that was bombarded by Jiang Shang.

"Wanshu Lotus."

Jiang Shang's right fist was as if it had been delivered to the old monk Fawu personally. There was no sound or wind pressure. Everything was in the hands of the old monk Fawu. Everything became calm and calm. Even Jiang Shang's right fist flashed alternately. The black and blue color also disappeared at this moment.

The horror in Jiang Shang's eyes almost overflowed from his eyes. This method, this evil method that was comparable to the demon in Youyunhai's head-butt, directly cut off the energy transmission in Jiang Shang's body, and even the energy network of Liuji Pagoda. It was as if they had been erased and disappeared out of thin air.

"How can it be?"

Jiang Shang felt the black energy in his body that would disappear out of thin air as long as it passed through the place where the old monk Fawu caught it with his hands. He directly exclaimed. This old monk Fawu must be another one on the list.

"Donor, what is impossible? Lao Na's method is nothing. When you see more, you will find that these martial arts are just an introduction. The truly powerful martial arts have long been covered up."

Regarding what the old monk Fawu said, Jiang Shang didn't believe it. Jiang Shang, a Buddhist man, finally saw it. He said so and so, but it was all nonsense. With his superb martial arts, he said At that time, martial arts was said to be worthless. Could this approach make these Buddhist masters become more powerful than others? Jiang Shang couldn't figure out this approach. He could only attribute it to the fact that these Buddhists were insincere in their words. people.

Bang...

A muffled sound exploded, Jiang Shang wanted to break free from the imprisonment of the old monk Fawu, but his right fist could not move at all under Jiang Shang's exertion, and was restrained by the old monk Fawu. Although Jiang Shang was surprised by this appearance He couldn't stop, but he was surprised. Jiang Shang kept moving. He bent his left leg, and with blue lightning that exploded crazily, he pushed his knee into the abdomen of the old monk Fawu.

"Donor, why don't you go directly to Lao Monastery's temple?"

When the old monk Fawu saw Jiang Shang's left knee being bombarded, he released Jiang Shang's right fist with his right hand and lightly slapped Jiang Shang's left knee.

boom……

Jiang Shang's left knee hit the old monk Fawu's abdomen for a moment. Then he was knocked back by the old monk Fawu at a faster speed. He slammed his foot on the ground, knocking the two of them to the ground. The position where he stepped was shaken, but the ground that should have sunk under Jiang Shang's leg only made a loud noise, and then no damage was seen at all.

This made Jiang Shang raise his mind to the old monk Fawu's strength by another level, treating him as a master who was even stronger than Youyunhai in his heyday. After all, he was the one who could take Jiang Shang's kicks and punches so lightly. , I’m afraid there is no one else except those in this world who are on the list.

"Master is really good at it. "

"It's very good, the benefactor Miao praised it. I just relied on living long enough. I can't compare to the benefactor who has reached such a stage at such a young age."

Jiang Shang choked at the words of this soft knife and lost his mood to speak. This old monk Fawu has become a spirit with age. He has lived for hundreds of years. Even a pig can become a spirit in such a long time, let alone an old monk like Fawu. This kind of person, the blessing of time, did not have a negative impact on the old monk Fawu, but allowed him to reach a peak moment in his life.

One leg landed on the ground, Jiang Shang's expression remained unchanged, and he blasted away with his right leg again. Whether the old monk Fawu's method was true or false could only be determined by Jiang Shang's personal confirmation, otherwise everything would be in vain. , Jiang Shang could not see that these two attacks were ineffective, so he would just sit back and wait for death.

The right leg was bombarded, and the old monk Fawu shook his head slightly, obviously impatient with Jiang Shang's reluctance. Then he squeezed the palm of his hand with his right hand, and the substantial golden light rose greatly, making the old monk Fawu seem to have it in his hands. Like a sun, the old monk Fawu's right hand lightly struck Jiang Shang's right leg.

boom……

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