Chapter 219: Martial Saint

Quanjulou is a century-old restaurant, his drunken chicken is famous all over the world, every day customers come like clouds, there will be customers early in the morning, this hundred years Quanjulou has not been closed for a day, but today the door of Quanjulou is closed, the guys in the restaurant are not resting, they are all serving a special guest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The hall of the restaurant is quite spacious, and the hall that was full in the past has only one guest today, and it is this guest who makes the century-old restaurant completely closed for one day and serves him alone.

Wu Changkong came to Quanjulou very early, after he drove everyone away by force, he monopolized the restaurant and could eat chicken quietly, his martial arts were too high, even if someone disagreed, there was no way to take him, and no one would offend Wu Changkong, a great master, for a meal.

Today, however, there is one exception.

"Can the guest officer give a meal?"

An old man named Huazi suddenly appeared in front of Wu Changkong, Wu Changkong's eyes narrowed, and he found that the old man called Hua was extraordinary, you must know that at this time, the whole building has been closed, the doors and windows are all closed, and there was only Wu Changkong in the hall before, but the old Hua can come to him silently, which he has never met since his debut.

Wu Changkong looked at the old flower, looked at it, and found that the old flower was as thin as firewood, full of white hair, dark skin, and some terrifying scars flashed on his body from time to time, although the old flower looked quite peculiar, but there was no momentum on his body, just a pair of eyes blazing, but Wu Changkong did not dare to underestimate him, he could sneak into him silently, how could he be a person who did not know martial arts.

"The old guy wants food, he wants to come to me, look for death!" Wu Changkong casually sent out a finger of sword qi and shot at the old man, but the accident happened.

"Brush!"

The sword qi directly passed through the phantom of the old Hua, shooting on the wall of the restaurant, and in Wu Changkong's surprise, the old Huahua had already sat beside him.

Wu Changkong missed a sword, so he didn't shoot again, although he didn't go all out with a sword just now, there are only a handful of people who can dodge his sword on the rivers and lakes, and it's not easy to call it a flower, Wu Changkong finally began to face him.

Yi Tianfang only felt that a terrifying martial arts divine intent locked on him, this divine intent was extremely sharp, it was Wu Changkong's unique divine intent "a sword splitting the sky".

When Wu Changkong discovered Yi Tianfang's extraordinary, he used his martial arts divine will to suppress Yi Tianfang, his transcendent divine will could already kill people with his intention, and the divine will turned from virtual to real, driving the invisible vitality of heaven and earth to attack Yi Tianfang, but the oppressed Yi Tianfang was completely unconscious, and he still looked like a light and breezy look.

"The guest officer is a good person at first glance, and he won't skimp on a meal!" Yi Tianfang said with a smile.

Wu Changkong saw that Yi Tianfang was attacked by his martial arts divine will, and he could still laugh, and suddenly knew that he had met a strong enemy, his face sank, he withdrew his divine will, mobilized the spirit of his whole body, and then the qi immediately covered his body, bringing up the air around him, forming a whirlwind, blowing all the tables and chairs in the restaurant, only the place where he and Yi Tianfang were sitting was still intact.

Yi Tianfang calmly looked at Wu Changkong on guard, and did not make any moves, just calmly picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Wu Changkong watched Yi Tianfang pour tea calmly, and his luck was in his fingers, his cultivation had broken through the transcendence realm, and he was a successful spirit, and his body was formless and substantial, and he gently handed out a finger to Yi Tianfang.

A finger was handed out, Wu Changkong's eyes and Yi Tianfang's eyes looked at each other, although Wu Changkong looked at Yi Tianfang, but it seemed to be looking at a void, Yi Tianfang was obviously in front of him, but he couldn't see it really, his powerful finger was like a point in the void, and the finger power that could move mountains and reclaim the sea was also like a mud cow entering the sea and disappearing.

Although he had long expected that Yi Tianfang would be a strong opponent, Wu Changkong did not expect that Yi Tianfang would be so powerful, he was wiped out by him before he could attack with all his fingers, and the surging finger power seemed to hit a black hole, not only the strength dissipated, but even the martial arts divine will was slowly sucked into it.

As soon as Wu Changkong's face changed, he withdrew and retreated, away from Yi Tianfang's black hole.

"Who are you!?" Wu Changkong already understood that Yi Tianfang was definitely not Yi Tianfang, at least he was a martial artist at the same level as him, but it was difficult to find a transcendent martial artist in the world, and it was impossible to be unknown, but Wu Changkong had never seen Yi Tianfang.

"Why are young people so rude!" Yi Tianfang smiled slightly, drinking tea to himself.

The more bland Yi Tianfang became, the more nervous Wu Changkong became, he had gone through a hundred battles since his debut, but he had never fought against a master of the same level, he could be said to have met a strong opponent this time.

"The seniors' martial arts are extremely strong, they won't be nameless, and I ask the seniors to teach me!"

The cultivation of transcendence is not something that can be cultivated just by diligent study and hard practice, he himself has been fighting all the way, and only after fighting countless masters can he make a breakthrough, but Yi Tianfang is such a master Wu Changkong but he has never heard of it, this is not common sense at all, the only explanation is that Yi Tianfang did not show his true face, or he was mixed in the rivers and lakes in another identity before.

"You don't have to guess anymore, I really haven't walked the rivers and lakes, and there is no name for me on the rivers and lakes!"

"Impossible!" Wu Changkong said in disbelief: "Transcending the realm of cultivation is not something that can be achieved through hard training, how can you comprehend martial arts without going through life and death battles!"

In fact, Yi Tianfang really didn't lie, he has been practicing behind closed doors for decades, and he has never fought with anyone, but his cultivation is better than life and death, it can be said that he is in danger of death, but others are enemies of opponents, but Yi Tianfang is naturally enemies of himself and heaven and earth!

And Wu Changkong guessed a little wrong, Yi Tianfang did not have the cultivation of transcending the realm, he had concentrated on cultivating the Void Divine Mind Dafa over the years, and his own martial arts cultivation had not made much progress, and now he had only completed the cultivation of the three martial arts divine wills, and his own true qi had not yet turned into gangqi, and his overall strength was only consummated through the divine realm.

However, Yi Tianfang's cultivation of the Void Divine Thought Dafa has been completed, and a Buddhist Yuan Shen Relic has been formed in the Mud Pill Palace, the strength is strong, not under the transcendence realm, and the strength is still excessive, before Wu Changkong pointed out, it was dissolved by him using divine thoughts, and divine thoughts can be said to be a combination of martial arts divine will and spiritual thoughts, although the power is not as strong as martial arts, but there are many strange and mysterious places, Wu Changkong has never been in contact, so he will suffer a dark loss!

Wu Changkong saw that Yi Tianfang was defenseless, so he took the initiative to attack, and with both palms, countless scorching sword qi shot at him, the sword qi was as hot as fire, and each one had the ability to burn everything, but Yi Tianfang was not afraid, and when the void in his right hand turned, he also shot out the sword qi, and the sword qi was condensed, and each sword qi was extremely accurate and counteracted with Wu Changkong's sword qi, and in terms of the control of the sword qi, Wu Changkong was obviously weak.

When a round of sword qi rain passed, Wu Changkong also disappeared in place, Yi Tianfang couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and his figure disappeared and left in a flash.

At this time, the clerk of the Quanju Building dared to come out, and after seeing the tragic appearance in the hall, he wailed.

After Wu Changkong used his sword qi to disperse Yi Tianfang's attention, he picked up the light skill and left, he was a martial saint who was beyond the realm, and the light skill was naturally extraordinary, and he stayed away from the Quanju Building in a moment, and quickly came to the foot of a small mountain outside the city and stopped.

It's not that he doesn't want to go anymore, but Yi Tianfang is the first to come first, and he has already blocked him first, compared to the light martial arts Changkong, he will practice for another ten years, and he may not be Yi Tianfang's opponent.

"You are a dignified martial saint, what are you running?" Yi Tianfang immediately laughed when he saw Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong's face darkened, he was a dignified martial saint, when had he been so molested, but he was helpless, his family knew his own family affairs, he was in the realm of martial saints, but he used secret methods to become it, and there was still a gap between him and the real martial saint, and three days later, he had a battle with the great virtue and holy monk of the Zhenwu Zen Academy, and he had to flee when he met Yi Tianfang, a master.

"What the hell do you want to do with your seniors!"

Yi Tian smiled and said: "Of course I want to learn from a master when I meet a master!"

In fact, Yi Tianfang's purpose was not to learn martial arts, but to deliberately find trouble with Wu Changkong, defeat him, and make him injured, so that he could not use all his strength in the decisive battle three days later.

"Are you from the Shinmu Zen Temple?!" (To be continued.) )