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God of the world

The walk between life and death, the killing of good and evil, the throne of blood and bone, only the strong, can reach the summit! Fang Heng on the earth crossed to a thin blood of the young body, against the blood of heaven, the true meaning of martial arts, the battle of the mainland strong, on the mainland, a hand to cover the sky! "Fight, only fight, can become stronger!"

mchui · Fantasie
Zu wenig Bewertungen
46 Chs

Big army up the mountain!

"To be honest, the disciples did not want to come in, but the disciples had already made a mistake, and it was impossible not to come in." Fang Heng said honestly.

"HMM." The old man heard this slowly nod, no matter whether it is true or not, at least the attitude is here, it is OK.

"What was the mistake?" The old man asked again lightly.

"To die, kill the named elder Zhang Fa." Fang Heng answered.

"Oh? A mere named elder is still being killed on the death-table, this is not a big deal, why should he be locked up for nine months?" The old man raised his eyebrows and asked questions curiously.

"It was supposed to be three months, but when my disciples were punished on behalf of others, it was naturally September."

Upon hearing this, the old man raised his eyebrows, took a look at Fang Heng seriously, and found that Fang Heng's eyes were very clear, nodding, "You are quite loyal, come over, let me see your blood."

Fang Heng heart a tight, new blood seems to have induction, active latent, too late to be surprised, Fang Heng stepped forward, let the old man inside the strength to penetrate into his body, after a long time, the old man frowns, "you this warrior blood is very thin ah."

Hearing this, Fang Heng did not answer, with a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that his blood is really hidden.

After a moment, the old man recovered his inner strength, pointed to the left side, and said, "Walk along this passage to the inside, to the end."

"Yes." Fang Heng nodded and stepped out immediately, walking towards the left channel.

Looking at the back of Fang Heng leaving, the old man shook his head in place, the blood of the warrior is thin, and I do not know how this boy reached this realm, if this blood goes to other cells, I am afraid it can not hold for three days, for the sake of Fang Heng's loyalty, he just let Fang Heng enter a place where there is no physical pain, only mental torture.

All the way forward, when he got to a certain distance, Fang Heng felt that the eyes were suddenly black, and countless pictures began to come up quickly.

In these pictures, there are others beating him, there are scenes of murder, and there are some memory fragments of a previous life!

"This is... Fantasy!" Fang Heng said blankly, just as he was talking, suddenly, those pictures turned into Zhang Fa father and son, angrily staring at him, and growling at him.

"Fang Heng, die!"

Violent attack appears, this feeling is very real, Fang Heng can only dodge again and again, a moment, has been seriously injured.

Strong pain is full of Fang Heng every nerve, even if Fang Heng mouth constantly read here is a fantasy, but always unable to wake up, helpless, he can only reach into the heart, took out some time ago to get the red leaf fruit swallowed.

Rumble, strong horizontal wave appeared, Fang Heng's internal strength in the body grew rapidly, the injury on the body also quickly recovered, at this time, the fantasy in his eyes changed again.

Countless men in armor and armed with swords were charging, and he became one of them, constantly fighting and yelling, the smell of blood and the screams of the enemy were so real that he was intoxicated in them and kept attacking.

When the attack reached a certain extent, the blood in Fang Heng's body suddenly shook, and the illusion in front of him was broken, and everything seemed to become static.

A thousand thoughts began to run through his mind, and eventually his eyes regained clarity.

"So, here is a space arranged by countless illusion array, which contains love and hate, seven emotions and six desires, Paul and everything, each picture is a torture, the spirit of the weak person, even if it is only twice will become stupid!"

Fang Heng thought in his heart that his body could not help but feel cold, no wonder when he said that the martial prison, the other disciples smelled the color change, such a horrible place, is not ordinary people can stay!

At that moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, followed by ecstasy, "The most terrible part of the illusion is that it cannot be seen, but my new blood has given me the eyes to see everything, in other words, if I don't want to encounter these things, then I don't have to encounter them!" And my body now contains a very large red leaf fruit energy, if through the fantasy to experience themselves, break through the realm not only easy, but also hone my combat experience!"

Thought of here, Fang Heng immediately body vibration, the blood in the body runs as usual, sure enough, all the fantasy began to recover, he is still the battlefield killing soldiers.

"Ha ha, good! Here is torture for others, but it is treasure for me, I will practice with you!"

With a smile on his face, Fang Heng charged toward the countless enemies.

At the same time, Shin Takumon, the final stage.

The stage had been completely cleaned of flesh, and several people had appeared.

Around the disciples quickly gathered, at the sight of those few people, all eyes suddenly shocked.

"My God, the Great elder Ye Qiuyun, the great disciple of the True disciple Long Tiancheng, and the second disciple of the true disciple Yan Chongxiao, they are all here!"

"What! How can these people come here when they are always in seclusion in the party?"

Countless shocked voices sounded, these people usually see the dragon head can not see the tail, this time appeared, must have happened something big!

Just when the disciples were thinking this way, suddenly, a rumbling, a violent vibration began to come, the earth began to be unstable, and each disciple's face showed fright and looked down the mountain.

At a glance, the blood was as red as the sea, one by one, riding black horses, wearing blood armor of the army, directly rushed towards!

The first horse, red eyebrows, cold eyes, took the lead, directly into the highest death platform in the Zhenwu gate, the cavalry behind him in an instant, less than a moment, tens of thousands of iron horses, stopped in front of the Zhenwu Gate disciples.

"Ha ha... It turned out to be a little master of the party, my town Grand general, Fang Xuan! I've heard a lot about it." A middle-aged man on the high stage laughed out loud, which immediately shocked all the disciples.

Fang Xuan! A Fong!

"Well, Elder Ye is kind." The leading young man jumped off his horse, took only two steps, like an arrow from the dark, and suddenly came to the deathbed.

"I wonder what General Fang meant when he led his army here this time?" Ye Qiuyun asked with a smile.

"My brother Fang Hua, as a disciple of the Zhenwu Gate, died in the gate, naturally to ask for justice." Fang Xuan coldly said, "Please Ye elder to kill my brother to hand it over."

When these words came out, the whole room was quiet.

No one expected, this Fang Xuan so direct, on the spot to say their own purpose, without regard to the true force of the voice.

"Oh? Is that a thing?" Ye Qiuyun frowned and found a disciple, "Say, tell me all about it."

The disciple who was found immediately nodded his head and spoke eloquently. After a while, it was clear who had killed the person and how he had killed them.

"Fang Heng? A named disciple?" Ye Qiuyun's eyes changed, looked to Fang Xuan, way, "General Fang also heard, I really Wu door rules, on the deathbed, that is, to win or die, Fang Hua encounter makes me heartache, but he is in the deathbed duel to die, I can't do more."

"Does Elder Ye mean that this man cannot be handed over to me?" Fang Xuan eyes immediately cold down, suddenly the palm of a lift.

"Hand over, hand over!"

Tens of thousands of iron horse burst roar, too Qingshan vibration, all disciples all change color, Ye Qiuyun is a look of anger, but can not say a word.

For a long time, Ye Qiuyun made a wink to a disciple next to him, who was dressed in white with ethereal temperament and was Yan Chongxiao, the second true disciple.

See Ye Qiuyun's eyes, Yan Chongxiao came out from behind, looked at Fang Xuan, light said, "Fang general good prestige, the blood riding is prestige!" But the rules are the rules, I truly Wumen, will abandon any disciple?"

Hearing this, Fang Xuan's eyes stared at Yan Chongxiao, "Then what do you want?"

"Ha ha, early heard that General Fang is my celestial talent, at a young age to reach the virtual martial triple situation, I want to ask for two tricks, if I win, please General Fang withdrawal." Yan Chongxiao said with a smile, a direct challenge!

"Congenital triple? I don't know how long ago that was." Fang Xuan showed a sneer on his face, "I shot too much bullying you, Fang Hai, out!"

'No!

A loud drink came out, and a young man jumped up from the horse, took two or three steps, and directly crossed the hundred meters to the final stage.

"This sea is my own guard. If you can defeat him, I will withdraw at once." Fang Xuan light said, words are full of confidence.

All around the true Wu disciples hear here are not in the heart of a rage, true disciples challenge Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan let their own guard to fight, this is clearly humiliation, humiliate their true Wu disciples, even his own guard is not as good.

Yan Chongxiao on the stage of the decisive death frowned and carefully observed Fang Hai, and after a moment, he nodded, "Good."

"Then begin! Fang Hai, don't stay!" An order from the mouth of Fang Xuan spit out, Fang Hai immediately nodded, a double fist hug, "please!"

Ba-boom!

Please drop the word, Yanchongxiao body disappeared, the next moment, appeared behind Fang Hai, a clap out, silent!

"Well, this is the strongest Yan brother flying Yan palm, looks no power, actually contains the explosion of internal strength, as long as the sea will be defeated!"

"Ha ha, Brother Yan will win!"

Disciples below began to shout encouragement, Fang Hai a sneer, the body suddenly turned, the same palm bombarded out, its potential as fire, its force mountain, toward the palm of the Yan Chongxiao hit the past.

Baaaah!

Double palm contact, air fluctuation, Fang Hai half step did not retreat, Yan Chongxiao even back three steps!

Seeing this scene, all the disciples around him were stunned. From this encounter, we can see that Yan Chongxiao's inner strength is not as good as this sea!