"Smack!"

Soon, Kong Fangyuan was whipped with a head and face.

Wang Shuilu hated Kong Fangyuan deeply.

So the whip was so hard that it left a long scar on his face.

Bloody, skin open.

Last time, in the cave of Lombok Peak, Kong Fangyuan was much more seriously injured than this, but he lost consciousness at that time and did not feel the slightest pain.

By the time he came to his senses, the wounds on his body had already healed completely, and there was not even a small scar.

Strictly speaking, this whip was the first time that Kong Fangyuan felt the pain of injury since he was a child, and it was also the first time he felt the pain of injury since he practiced martial arts.

In the next less than three minutes, Kong Fangyuan's face and arms were scarred.

The huge pain made his brain not clear for a few minutes, but even more confused.

He almost relied on muscle memory, almost instinctively unleashed Bajiquan, and his strain power was even worse, and his combat power was once again reduced by two percent.

I saw that Kong Fangyuan's fist was about to land on Wang Shuilu's stomach, and Wang Shuilu's skirt suddenly fell down to his waist.

A triangular snake head and a pair of eerie snake eyes are revealed. The original black snake turned flesh-colored, coiling around Wang Shuilu's slender waist.

"Whoosh!"

The flesh-colored little snake opened its mouth and slammed up, its fangs piercing into the skin on the back of Kong Fangyuan's hand.

One touch away, falling to the ground.

The snake venom was like a large red-hot iron ball thrown into a small oil pool, and the flames in Kong Fangyuan's body rose to the sky, and his blood turned into a rushing stream of fire.

His consciousness was like a predator rushing out of the flames to bite his thigh, dragging him into the bottomless waters of desire until he sank and died.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Wang Shuilu put away the whip, took the medicine to stop the blood on the broken arm, and looked at everything with a light smile.

It's like admiring a tragic feast of death.

The fragrance of flowers and companions are just appetizers, and the snake venom of colorless snakes is the main meal. Whether you are Yanagishita Megumi or a dead eunuch, you will be like a beast in heat, with only instinctive reproductive impulses left.

Kong Fangyuan's eyes were blood-red, his forehead was bruised, and red sweat was sprinkled on the ground like rain.

Panting and drooling, he pounced on his nearest female creature, Wang Shuilu.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Wang Shuilu's face.

is such a person, and he still looks down on her and says she is sassy.

Everyone is using their advantage to kill.

Her dignity, her body, and ...... In short, it's all her strengths, it's all her weapons.

It was only through blood and tears that she understood this truth.

If she had understood this earlier, her family and her lover would not have died so miserably.

It's all killing, and what means are not killing.

Non-divided nobles and lowly come.

It's ridiculous.

Those people were just trying to gain a pitiful sense of superiority by belittling her.

This Kong Fangyuan was lucky to achieve a little result in the Lombok test, and he was boasted by the Tang people as a legend.

When she first came in, this person looked calm and calm, and let her cut off her arm, I thought that she was somewhat capable and could withstand the temptation, but ......

It's not in the hands of a snake.

The so-called 14 bull outbreak of the great martial arts is nothing more than that.

It's really vulnerable.

"Ahh

Kong Fangyuan slammed a fist in his chest, spitting out a large mouthful of dirty blood, and the blood in his eyes faded.

He unleashed a perfection-level Baji Fist, like a tiger descending from the mountain, killing Wang Shuilu, who was close at hand.

The domineering power in that fist made Wang Shuilu tremble.

In the past, no enemy could turn the tables to such a point, and it was too late to dodge under Wang Shuilu's carelessness.

She gritted her teeth and held the idea of dying together, so she desperately picked up the whip and pulled it out fiercely.

Bang!

Wang Shuilu's delicate body was pushed by the running bull with all his strength, and flew out sideways and hit the wall head-on.

The flesh and blood of the eyebrow bone are blurred, and the nose is crooked, but the face seems to have nothing at all.

On the other hand, Kong Fangyuan was whipped up, and his face was full of flesh, which shows how thick Wang Mulu's face is.

As soon as Wang Shuilu slipped from the wall to the ground, Kong Fangyuan followed closely.

He didn't dare to have the slightest fluke and carelessness.

Before, as soon as he made a move, he wasted one of Wang Shuilu's arms, and he inevitably felt a little complacent in his heart.

I can't incarnate outside the body, and I pat myself on the shoulder and praise myself: Master Confucius, you are so powerful, you really have you!

While he was smug, he naturally underestimated Wang Shuilu, and even deliberately indulged her in throwing out flying incense.

He specially hid his strength, and used the Baji Fist of Dacheng Realm, if he wanted to see her methods, it was best to have a hearty fight.

However, he was careless in Jingzhou, first disfigured, and then almost hung up.

Fortunately, when he was bitten by the black snake and was about to sink completely, a branch appeared in his heart.

The almost transparent branches rushed along the meridians and blood vessels, like a flood into a dry river, advancing rapidly, instantly covering the meridians all over the body, and blooming white flowers the size of rice grains in the flesh and blood.

The little white flower shook slightly, and an inexplicable suction force spread, tearing out countless filths and toxins from the flesh, and then turning into a mouthful of dirty blood and spitting out of its mouth.

Kong Fangyuan didn't know that there were a few legendary warriors who could condense Bodhi branches, bloom Bodhi flowers, and sweep away the dust deposited in the body.

The fragrance of flowers and the venom of the colorless snake can make the flesh dusty, and it is naturally swept away by the Bodhi branches.

Speaking of which, the sudden appearance of the Bodhi branch is not an accidental coincidence.

Kong Fangyuan is on the line between life and death, and it is not surprising that his strong desire to survive makes his body save itself, resulting in special phenomena.

It's just that he happens to be a legendary martial artist, and he has manifested the Bodhi Tree and won vitality, which is indeed a coincidence.

Kong Fangyuan punched Wang Shuilu's left face.

Bang!

The right side of Wang Shuilu's face slammed into the wall.

Syllable!

Kong Fangyuan was also whipped by Wang Shuilu, and half of his body was wooden.

Wang Shuilu's face was swollen, swollen like steamed buns, but the skin of the face was not broken at all.

"me, what kind of material is your face made of, it's terrifying!" Kong Fangyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and shouted another punch to Wang Shuilu's face.

Master Confucius doesn't believe that the hammer won't break your skin.

"It's really damn it!" Wang Shuilu raised his whip and fought with Kong Fangyuan.

Her head was dizzy, and she felt like she had fallen into a fog, and everything in front of her was so unreal.

In her memory, the martial apprentices and martial artists who were poisoned by the colorless snake were bound to die, and only one nine-star martial artist escaped, but he also escaped by wielding a knife from the palace and bleeding.

At the beginning, when the master passed this snake to her, he said that this snake was generally poisonous, but there was no cure.

Only special techniques and special postures can be solved.

However, it will take at least an hour.

Even if she herself was bitten by a colorless snake, she could only do so.

She didn't believe in this stubble, grabbed some test items, and used all kinds of means, and finally only proved that the master was right.

How did this hole Fangyuan do it?

Perhaps this is the terrible thing about the great martial artist, and it is also the reason why the master has to put him to death.

The whip in Wang Shuilu's hand slashed a strange arc in the air, striking at Kong Fangyuan's face door.

Kong Fangyuan's body was slightly on one side, dodging the whip, and he suddenly shouted, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

Wang Shuilu was seriously injured, and he was already afraid of Kong Fangyuan, and he was shocked by this shout, and he was even more frightened, and there was a trace of messiness under his feet.

Kong Fangyuan took the opportunity to bully himself and punched her in the ribs.

Wang Shuilu has practiced whipping for more than ten years and has rich practical experience, and he is not easy to get along with.

A few minutes later, Kong Fangyuan's body was already scarred, and he occasionally spit out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were not lightly injured.

Wang Shuilu is not happy, through the light green dress, you can see the clear fist marks on her body, and the frequency of her vomiting blood is higher than that of Kong Fangyuan, which shows that the internal organs are more seriously injured.

The pale green dress was already tattered, and it was stained with a lot of blood, so Wang Shuilu simply tore it off and threw it away.

In this way, the parts that should be mosaiced are uncovered, as naked as the truth, and exposed to the sunny day.

Kong Fangyuan opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words of sarcasm and spit, but he didn't know what to say.

What can be said in the face of the truth other than to be burned at the stake?

What's more, Kong Fangyuan has never been interested in things that are too naked, just like he never buys cut watermelons when he sells them, and he never buys peeled ones when he buys oranges.

In the end, Kong Fangyuan's staying power was stronger, and he hit the same place with three punches in succession, breaking Wang Shuilu's ribs, knocking her to the ground, spitting blood and dying.

Wang Shuilu knew that he was dead.

All along, she thought she was afraid of death, but now she didn't feel much fear, nor did she feel much despair, but was a little relieved.

Perhaps in that gloomy day a few years ago, she had lost everything she could lose.

Over the years, she has been willing to be a green slave and has harmed many people, including enemies, and more innocent people, she is no longer the bright little woman ten years ago.

When she and her family, her lover, and her lover met under the Nine Shadows, I wonder if they still recognize themselves as filthy as mud?

What about the next life?

Will she really be a green goblin shepherd dog in the next life to pull out the dung maggots in dog shit?

No, don't, she doesn't!

"I don't want to be a maggot, I'm going to be a man. Wang Shuilu vomited blood and suddenly shouted.

My waist!

Kong Fangyuan stood up with his leg on the table, he was whipped away by a whip just now, and his waist hit the table, it really hurt.

Dung maggots?

He thought for a moment before he remembered the meaning of Wang Shuilu's words.

"It's late, it's late, it's too late. Kong Fangyuan walked over tremblingly and ripped off the pendant on Wang Shuilu's chest.

With this god-level source jade, the god-level martial arts Chang'e to the moon is just around the corner.

When the time comes, like Wang Shuilu, he can be destroyed with one move.

"It's really not Master Confucius who hit you. You think, you have worked hard for many years to be a dung maggot in the next life, and you have harmed countless people, God will never let down the people who work hard, how can you not succeed!"

Kong Fangyuan played with the pendant, feeling that something was wrong, and with a slight force, the "Divine Rank Source Jade" inlaid in the silver snake was actually broken.

Glass, glass!

Kong Fangyuan was suddenly furious, he looked down at Wang Shuilu and shouted, "Really?!Tell me where it really is?"

The wound on his face was very serious, and when he spoke harder, he gasped in pain.

Wang Shuilu had already heard the footsteps of the god of death, she was immersed in the tragic fate of being a dung maggot in the next life, and she couldn't extricate herself, ignoring Kong Fangyuan's words.

This life is coming to an end, and the next life is going to be a dung maggot in dog shit.

She was already so miserable that nothing could threaten her.

Kong Fangyuan said: "Tell me where it really is? I have a way to let you not be a dung maggot?"

Wang Shuilu raised his eyes and stared at him and asked, "Really...... of?"

Kong Fangyuan leaned down and said, "Of course it's true, I don't have to lie to you, this pendant shows traces in you, as long as I spend a little more time and Xuanjing, I will always find out, and you don't have time, say it quickly." ”

Wang Shuilu thought for a while, and said intermittently: "I...... Can only tell you a location, can you find it, only ...... It's up to you to see what you're capable of...... Koido ...... It's time for you to do it?"

Kong Fangyuan laughed mockingly and said: "The method is eight words, the soul is scattered, and the bones are scattered." Where is Lidao? In whose hands? More specifically, I can help you myself. ”

Wang Shuilu's eyes widened in horror and said, "You, you ......"

Kong Fangyuan straightened up and said, "I, what am I, what am I! A group of beasts who have forgotten their ancestors will either be dung maggots or never be reborn, so it is difficult to be delusional and reincarnate in the next life. ”

Wang Shui vomited blood wildly, and then the back of his head hung down, and he died.

Kong Fangyuan rinsed the wound with water and alcohol in the bathroom, ate a six-color Yuan Lu fruit, closed his eyes and quietly waited for the wound to heal.

His whole body was numb and unbearable, like countless ants biting at the wound, and he had to endure it.

You can't touch it, and you can't scratch it.

I'm afraid that the legendary life and death talisman is nothing more than that.

At this moment, Kong Fangyuan had two thoughts in his heart:

First, he must cultivate the Xuan Seed of Yuan Dew Fruit as soon as possible.

As for his injury, if there was no Yuan Luguo, it would be strange not to lie in bed like a mummy for a few days.

Disfigurement is inevitable.

Second, if the martial arts in the Tianlong Babu World can be used, then the life and death talisman must also be obtained.

Kong Fangyuan was thinking about these while stiffening it, and it seemed that after dozens of hours, the tingling sensation on his body gradually disappeared.

Kong Fangyuan saw that the wounds were all healed, and walked out of the bathroom relaxedly.

Looking at the time, less than half an hour has passed.

The people of Taichang Temple are here, and they are coming to ...... Collect the body.

The person who came was a woman, tall and fit, heroic, like a female soldier.

She claimed to be Tianyan's apprentice, named Qing Yuzhi, and had cleaned up the fox-faced demon in the room.

As soon as Kong Fangyuan saw her, his eyes straightened all of a sudden, and he said in his heart: She is the first beauty in Taichang Temple.

Qing Yuzhi walked up to him, bowed, and said, "I'm sorry, it's me who didn't protect me!"

Kong Fangyuan stared at her white neck, thinking: The child she gave birth to is designated to be good-looking and smart.

He pondered for a moment, wanting to say something to make a good impression, when suddenly he felt a bite on his foot and neck.

Familiar sensations swept through the body like a blazing fire.

It's the snake!

Kong Fangyuan's eyes were red, his mind was not clear, and the green jade branch in front of him coincided with the woman who gave him a child in his dream.

Kong Fangyuan felt that he had sunk in an instant.

In a trance, Kong Fangyuan rode a horse, galloped across the vast grassland, crossed the rushing river, crossed the majestic mountains, and finally the horse's four hooves smoked, flying higher and higher, flying towards the endless void......

Ps: Martial arts level and multiplier to outbreak:

Yuan (0.1), Xiang (0.3), Spirit (0.8), Huang (3), Zhen (6), Luo (13), God (27).

Martial artists practice the four realms of each martial art and the number of powers that can exert that martial art:

Beginner (30%), small (60%), large (90%), perfect (1 to 2 times).