In the sky, at some point, thick dark clouds have piled up.

Even, the moonlight is blocked.

"Finally, it's here. ”

"In that case, let's fight. ”

The white bone of the white bone real person's right hand turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Fang Zhe.

Fang Zhe had no interest in fighting head-on with the White Bone True Man at all, the martial arts in this world were surprisingly weak, of course he had to use his strongest point to slowly play the other party to death with his martial arts.

The body unfolded the illusionary body method, and in the void, countless versions of themselves appeared.

Then, the sword in his hand had already struck.

Phantom swordsmanship, true and false, false and true, constantly changing.

Change!

Fantasy!

For a while, the white bone real person was beaten to the head and turned around, and the white bone real person sneered: "Is the body method very good, then take the real person's big move, a hundred bones burst!"

Hundred bones explode!

It was an instant, and the bones in the body, almost at the same moment, were burst out of the body.

At this time, all directions are full of bones.

Although there is no change in such attacks, they are numerous and in all directions.

In a world where moves are lacking, it's quite powerful.

The White Bone True Person thought that his Hundred Bones Explosion was not difficult to defeat Fang Zhe.

Hundreds of bones appeared, like a hedgehog.

But Fang Zhe easily dodged such an attack, and easily wiped some of the virus of the Thousand Diseases Sword Technique, hitting its bones, and by now, Fang Zhe was already sure that he had won, the virus of the Thousand Diseases Sword Technique was quite fierce in itself, and it was not easy to use it on the other party. However, the white bone real person pulled out all the bones, and then after a while, he wanted to take back all these bones. This is equivalent to directly hitting the virus that is full of diseases on his bones. After doing this, Fang Zhe was quite calm, not in a hurry to defeat the White Bone True Person, but kept delaying time.

"Run, don't give up the monk, are you just such a skill? Will you only escape? It is also known as the myth of the rivers and lakes, don't laugh at me to death. The white bone real spy smiled strangely.

"This kind of strength is also called a martial arts myth, haha, after a long time, it's actually just a weak chicken. The Bone Man scoffed.

"With such strength, you dare to challenge me. The Bone True Man continued to mock.

"Amitabha, donor, haven't you noticed that your body is weak for a while?" Fang Zhe clasped his hands together and made a posture of a divine monk.

Hearing this, Bai Gu Zhenren checked his body suspiciously, and his face immediately changed drastically: "How could it be? I was poisoned? But in this world, there is no poison that can threaten a cultivator. What the hell is going on?"

"Amitabha, donor, you are really a frog at the bottom of the well. This is the poison of the Buddha, and if you kill too many people, you will get this poison. The little monk is also doing the right thing for heaven. Fang Zhe casually recited a lofty meaning, and the palm technique in his hand instantly turned into eighteen dragon descending palms, sweeping towards the white bone real person. In the past, the enemy was strong, and it was difficult to fight each other hard. Now that the enemy is weak, he will use the eighteen palms of the dragon to kill the opponent.

"The little monk is called the Divine Palm, the first type of the Divine Palm, and the flying dragon is in the sky. ”

"If you come to the second form of the divine palm, Kang Long has regrets. ”

"If you come to the third form of the divine palm, the hidden dragon is in the abyss. ”

"If you come to the fourth form of the divine palm, see the dragon in the field. ”

Fang Zhe found that his nonsense skills were getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, it is a good eighteen palms of dragon descending, and he insists on becoming a god palm. There's no way, I'm a Buddhist monk now, so I have to play some more high-level things in Buddhism. But I didn't know that because of such nonsense, the Shaolin abbot, the head of Wudang, and the unequal people who cut off the sky with one sword, all had a deep impression in their hearts about the so-called Rulai Divine Palm. Then, on the rivers and lakes of this world, it is rumored that there is a set of peerless divine skills called the Divine Palm, which can directly split the cultivator. But no one ever learned.

Rumble!

Fang Zhe's direct domineering palm force shattered the head of the white bone real person.

Brain blood flowed all over the ground.

But Fang Zhe himself had already cleverly avoided it, and there was not a drop of blood on his body.

"Amitabha. Fang Zhe's hand suddenly reached forward, directly grabbed the Yuan Infant who came out of the white bone real person's brain, and then threw it into the sea of consciousness, allowing the Zhi Brain to study it slowly.

"I made another murder, and I really can't bear it. Fang Zhe made a look of a monk, swept around, originally wanted to kill the divine power real person, but found that the figure of the divine power monk was missing, it seems that this divine power real person was also alert, so he ran away so quickly.

Emperor Chongzhen saw that Fang Zhe killed the deputy sect leader of the Wutai faction, Bai Gu Zhenren, he was already extremely surprised, and secretly said in his heart, the guards of his palace are useless, the top masters on the rivers and lakes such as the abbot of Shaolin, and the head of Wudang are useless, it seems that the most useful is still not willing to be useful to the monks, he can see that Fang Zhe looks like he has made a pity, and said again and again: "Bai Gu Zhenren, this person, as my Daming person, betrayed Daming and helped Dajin, this is disloyal." This person has killed countless people, which is unkind. This person's father and mother died, and he did not go to the house for three years, because he was unfilial. This disloyal, unrighteous, unfilial, and unkind person deserves to be killed. Buddhism also has a demon subjugation. The action of the monk is making a miraculous contribution to the world. ”

Fang Zhe listened to Emperor Chongzhen's persuasion, so he said quite cooperatively: "Amitabha, after all, it is a life, I can't bear it." ”

At this time, a eunuch broke in: "Your Majesty, it's not good, it's not good." ”

Emperor Chongzhen frowned: "What's wrong again?"

The eunuch said: "Your Majesty, the dragon qi of our Ming Dynasty has disappeared. ”

Emperor Chongzhen heard this, and his face changed suddenly: "The dragon qi was originally extremely weak, but now it is gone, the dragon qi is declining, and the qi of our Ming Dynasty will definitely decline." Damn, someone from the Wutai faction must have done it, and here I called the white bone real person to kill me and attract attention. In addition, I sent someone to secretly attack and absorb the dragon qi of my Ming Dynasty, damn it, damn it, damn it. ”

Although Emperor Chongzhen said that he didn't believe in the number of days, he also knew that the number of days was indeed important, and the dragon qi was even more important.

Fang Zhe secretly said in his heart, the white bone real person is really the one who carried the black pot sent by the heavens, this is undoubtedly, the matter of absorbing the dragon qi of the Ming Dynasty must be covered by the Wutai faction. Moreover, the Wutai faction has always been an enemy of the Ming Dynasty, and it is an evil demon, he said that they did not absorb the dragon qi of the Ming Dynasty, and it is estimated that others do not believe it. It was perfect.

Emperor Chongzhen frowned and looked at Fang Zhe: "Don't give up the monk, you may be able to recover this Ming Dynasty dragon qi?"

"The little monk is just a martial artist, a martial artist. It is not a cultivator, and some of the methods of the cultivator are not clear. However, His Majesty entrusted it, and the little monk tried his best to give it a try. Fang Zhe gave a vague answer.

Hearing this, Emperor Chongzhen was helpless, but it could only be so. After all, no matter who his subordinates were, they were no match for cultivators.

......

Fang Zhe quickly left the capital.

I found a small shop to settle down in.

I just ordered a drink.

I heard the chatter of the people next to me.

"Have you heard of it? There's something big going on in the rivers and lakes lately. A man dressed as a white-bearded fisherman said after drinking a glass of wine.

"Are you saying that you are going to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance? Are you going to watch the martial arts conference? That must be quite exciting. The abbot of Shaolin, the head of Wudang, these two people are a Buddha, who is strong and who is weak, I have long wanted to see. A martial arts man with a steel knife on his back next to him suddenly slapped the table and said.

The old man dressed as a white-bearded fisherman shook his head: "Martial Arts Conference, elect the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance." If it's normal, it's a super event. But this time, it's much bigger than that. ”

A man next to him said: "Old man, what is the big news, just break it out." ”

"Hehe, you know the Wutai faction, that is the number one sect of the Demon Dao among cultivators. The people of the Wutai faction are more powerful than the other. And the Wutai sect has two sect masters, one is the Maha Venerable, and the other is the white bone Zhenren. That white-boned real man, in the past, in order to practice his demonic skills, killed 9,999 people, killing people's hearts cold, and his reputation can make children stop crying. And this time, the white bone real person actually broke into the capital to kill His Majesty, the emperor of our Great Dynasty Wang Ming. The old fisherman said.

"What, they actually want to kill our Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. His Majesty the Emperor is the stars in the sky descending to earth, how can they be hurt? Moreover, although he is a cultivator, the palace has many formations for cultivators, as well as a large number of martial guards. This white-boned real person also wants to succeed. The martial arts man with a steel knife on his back directly slapped the table and shouted.

"You've been thinking too much, this white bone real person is a cultivator, he broke the formation of the palace, and easily killed all the guards in the palace. Not only that, it happened to be the abbot of Shaolin at that time, and the head of Wudang was also there. The Shaolin abbot ordered his monks to form the Shaolin Bronze Man Array, and the Wudang head ordered his subordinates to form the Zhenwu Seven Interception Sword, the Shaolin Bronze Man Array, and the Wudang Seven Interception Array, which are all legendary levels on the rivers and lakes. However, it was still easily broken by the white bone real person. I can't stop it at all. The gap between a martial artist and a cultivator is too big. Seeing that the emperor of our Ming Dynasty, His Majesty Chongzhen, was about to die at the hands of the white bone Zhenren. ”

At this moment, a white-robed monk came by moonlight. It is the reluctance monk who has been spread very strongly on the rivers and lakes recently. The reluctant monk shook the white bone real person one-on-one and killed the white bone real person. ”

"That's amazing. ”

"I don't give up the martial artist of the monk, and I have completely surpassed the limit of the martial artist, many, many times. He not only killed Lie Fengzi, but also killed the higher-status Wutai Sect Deputy Sect Leader Bai Gu Zhenren. Mythology. ”

"If only one day, I could worship the monks as teachers, it would be great. ”

"You think too much, you still want to worship the monks as teachers, you don't look at your ugly appearance. ”

Fang Zhe was drinking wine while listening to these people praising himself, which was also quite refreshing.