Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Siege of the City with Drums
Fang Daoquan said: "I am a descendant of Dayu, a descendant of the Ji family!" ”
Lu Fanchi was puzzled: "Dayu? What is the lineage? ”
"That's right, it's my clan Xiu Jiuding, Baoshenzhou! And since the death of Emperor Yu, Ziwei has returned to the throne, and the tribes in Shenzhou have been divided! Shenzhou is devastated, those who kill are killed, and those who flee are escaped! After thousands of years, there are the six kingdoms that are today. ”
"In order to escape the war, my family took Jiuding and lived in seclusion, a hometown of flowers and fruits, water and soil, everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, but! You guys! These so-called kings! But covet Jiuding! Delusional emperor! ”
"Repeatedly! Disturb my people's land, kill my people! In order to survive, our people moved all the way to Lijiang. ”
Seeing that Fang Daoquan's expression became more and more lonely, as if he recalled the tragic situation of the clansmen being mutilated back then, he closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, and then turned to the sky to vent his anger and scolded bitterly.
"But Yuwang! Zhou Zhan! Dog mongrel! Ten years ago, the war was launched again, and Li Jiang was found, do you know? How did those people treat my people? ”
"Disembowelment! Dig a pit and bury it alive! The thousand-year-old technique of my grandmother was burned one by one, and my eight-year-old grandson was hanged alive! My alchemists are inhumane, so are they human? ”
"Ten years of crawling, all the way incognito, I eat pig food! Eat that pickled thing and become a national teacher, for this moment! I'm going to bring these so-called kings! Slaughter them all! ”
Fang Daoquan walked in front of Lu Fanchi, but the young man was unmoved, he could really feel that every word of the old man in front of him revealed sadness, hatred and pitifulness.
Lu Fanchi couldn't refute, he could only be a listener, and he couldn't even be sympathetic, he couldn't indulge from this, what was the difference between Fang Daoquan's current move and the Yuguo in his mouth? No one can persuade others to put down the butcher's knife without having done anything else.
The hegemony of the emperor is a purgatory, and Chu Muqing's sentence Shura is like this.
Fang Daoquan's clan was the mourner of this chaotic battle, and so was Chu Muqing's Chu family.
Fang Daoquan said again: "Lu Fanchi! I know that you are different from them, and that you are worthy of my life, but if you stop me..."
At this time, Fang Daoquan stretched out a finger and hit Lu Fanchi's back, and for a moment of silence, he saw that the aura on his finger was discharged, and the palace three miles away instantly collapsed.
Fang Daoquan gave Lu Fanchi a dismount.
Lu Fanchi was not afraid at all, and said calmly: "Fang Daoquan, I hope you will tell me the method of controlling the medicine man, I can't let the medicine man trample on those innocent people." ”
Fang Daoquan smiled: "Innocent! Lu Fanchi! The king's crime is the same as the common people, and they are not a good thing to me, you see, I am just a coax, and even relatives and friends can be abandoned! ”
Lu Fanchi clenched his fists, and his palms were about to catch blood, until the sound of drums came from the Great Wall of the Imprisoned Dragon, which was mighty and resounded in the sky.
The young man turned around in panic, which was a signal of the arrival of the army of the Five Kingdoms.
The soldiers and horses entered the mountain pass, the Great Wall of the Prison Dragon ignited the beacon fire and wolf smoke, and the Yuguo soldiers climbed the four beast attics, and the four crossbows of the Thousand Directions Heavenly Machine were about to explode.
From the east came Xuanguo, the golden armor was all over the mountains, the war horses were stepping on the hooves and going downhill, and the soldiers' faces were dark, which was the will to die and never return.
And the barbarians in the north, shirtless, with animal bones on their heads, their faces stained with animal blood, holding a crescent scimitar, riding fanged beasts, roaring wildly.
On the top of the mountain, the Qingguo Flying Ferry is floating in the clouds, the people on the boat are dressed in white and black armor, wearing a wipe on their heads, and a gentleman's jade is hanging on their waists.
In the south, the Shu people held a three-foot bronze staff, with a Gu box on their backs, and sang from the mountain pass.
Only a few people from the Martial Kingdom stood on the edge of the cliff, and they didn't seem to intend to compete for Ziweixing.
Fang Daoquan listened to the heart-wrenching drum, and said with a smile: "It's here, it's finally here, Lu Fanchi!" If you have nothing to say, leave quickly, and don't come to me! ”
Lu Fanchi closed his eyes and shook his head, "I can't let you do this..."
Fang Daoquan said angrily: "Then let's fight!" I'm here to see how you can fight me with your Bone Refining Realm! ”
Fang Dao pinched and drew a formation on the spot, and countless black hands emerged from the ground and attacked suddenly.
Lu Fanchi jumped up, turned around in the air, and his black hand swept underneath, then turned back and rushed towards Lu Fanchi again.
In mid-air, Lu Fanchi sacrificed the wooden sword and kicked it to the hilt, the wooden sword was hit by the force, the spirit pattern flashed, and the aura of the sword body was entangled, scattering the black hand.
Before he landed, Fang Daoquan flashed closely, slashed down with a knife, and said angrily in his mouth: "You can accept the resentment of tens of millions of people!" ”
When Lu Fanchi was in the air, he raised his hands to protect his heart, and a hand knife hit his arms, shocking his chest, and the internal organs in his body were like hitting a boulder, and the whole person fell to the ground.
The ground was shattered by Lu Fanchi's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, that is, it could be recovered, and the pain of grinding flesh could not be dissipated for a long time.
Lu Fanchi slowly got up and said, "Fang Daoquan!" If people are not kind, they will harm themselves, and if they are not kind, they will be destroyed, and if you act like this, even if you kill everyone, you can't change it! ”
"Ignorant child, do you know the injustices of the clansmen that the old man hears day and night? Kill! ”
Fang Dao thundered and hid his sleeves, and with a move of his hand, three thousand thunderbolts turned into countless cyan snake teeth, grabbing the ground and pounced.
Lu Fanchi slapped his palms on the ground and drew a spiritual barrier around his body to block the lightning strike.
The spiritual power of the two sides collided, the red silk in Lu Fanchi's eyes appeared, and blood also overflowed between his teeth, and the spiritual energy in his body was completely used, but the spiritual barrier was still slowly shattered.
The cyan snake teeth suddenly pierced through, biting Lu Fanchi's whole body.
Seeing that the young man had not fallen for a long time, Fang Daoquan sneered: "Are you using the immortal skin to consume my spiritual power? The old man fulfills you! ”
After saying that, Fang Daoquan raised his hand to pinch the trick, and Huo Ran ignited a fire behind him, turning into a flame dragon and rushing straight into the air.
The flame dragon raised its head to the sky and roared, rushing towards Lu Fanchi's head, and the dragon's mouth opened wide, engulfing Lu Fanchi in flames.
Fang Daoquan smiled disdainfully, and let Lu Fanchi struggle in the flames, and within a moment, he was turned into ashes.
And just as he was about to turn around, a roar made Fang Daoquan look in the direction of the young man in surprise.
"Fang Daoquan! Lao Tzu, I'm not dead yet! ”
In the flames, the figure moved forward slowly, the hair on his head was still burning, and the skin that had been burned to charcoal was gradually recovered the moment he stepped out of the flames.
"You! Your Immortal Skin! ”
Fang Daoquan couldn't believe his eyes, when he burned Tang Xiu's immortal skin with fire, he couldn't last a moment at all, but Lu Fanchi's immortal skin recovered so quickly.
"Lu Fanchi!"
Fang Dao's eyes were full of happiness, he wanted to get Lu Fanchi's immortal skin!
I saw that he pinched the trick in his hand, and the spiritual power on the Jiuding behind him gathered momentum all over Fang Dao's body and melted into one palm.
Boom!
The ground left a huge hole at the moment when Fang Dao fully stepped out, and the power of Jiuding converged in one palm, enough to collapse the sky and the earth.
Lu Fanchi wanted to punch.
In an instant, a spear fell from the sky and plunged into the ground, cutting off the path of the two.
The wind and sand were blowing, and a figure pulled out a spear in the smoke, and once again held the gun to disperse the smoke and dust around him, and a white suit fluttered in the wind.
"Chu Muqing!"