novelonline Chapter 1027 The Last Poem
Chapter 1027 The Last Poem
Chapter 1027 The Last Poem
Fang Zhenmei's timely arrival made [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy] and Zhang Wuji secretly relieved, but they also noticed that Master Fang, who usually had a carefree demeanor, had an unusually solemn expression.
"Take them and leave."
There was a hint of urgency in the peaceful words. Just when the two were wondering who Fang Zhenmei was talking to, they saw the quicksand under their feet begin to sink rapidly, and then a black dog as big as an elephant rushed out.
It successfully carried the "Knife Madman and Sword Maniac" who had one arm and one leg broken, and Zhang Wuji who was still distracted by suppressing his finger power, and ran in one direction without looking back.
In just a blink of an eye, his figure turned into a small black dot, but Fang Zhenmei did not relax at all, and looked at Murong Fu with an increasingly sharp gaze.
"You won't stop it?"
"We have to give them some hope first." Murong Fu took out the Shangyang Feather again. The shining light on it seemed to make Murong Fu feel comfortable. He grinned at an exaggerated angle and said, "Good luck has not left."
Fang Zhenmei frowned. The information about the sacred objects of the ten royal families of the Northern Barbarians was reported to the Ghost Market as soon as Lai Yaoer and Fang Yunhua left the card space. As one of the aid workers, Fang Zhenmei also received relevant information while on the way.
Although he was somewhat skeptical about the fact that such a small feather could guide opportunities, facing Murong Fu who was currently putting him under sufficient pressure, he had to analyze the matter carefully even if the other party was talking nonsense.
"Okay, next, let's see how big of a surprise you can bring me."
Murong Fu put away the feather of Shang Yang, and pointed his right hand to the sky. The gathered clouds formed a huge vortex high in the sky, with thunder emitting from inside, and the breathtaking power of the celestial phenomena covered all directions!
In an instant, thousands of sword energies intertwined and condensed on his fingertips, and a sharp murderous aura burst out. Then, it was like a pair of phoenix wings blocking Fang Zhenmei's way, and the phoenix beak focused and bombarded wildly until it hit Fang Zhenmei's eyebrows!
The sword energy of the Phoenix spreads its wings!
At this moment, Fang Zhenmei felt incomparable pressure. His current realm was only the late Tianxiang realm, slightly inferior to Murong Fu. And his destiny body inheritance was not as good as the cosmic-level magic skill "Yi Jin Jing" that reached the Tianyan realm!
Since the Heavenly Dao was unsealed, masters of the Celestial Realm have appeared one after another. Except for a few top forces related to the outer world, the inherited skills of other forces can no longer keep up with the changes of the times.
The fragments of top-level skills that can be found in ancient books only involve the wild level.
Regarding the Hong level, and the Zhou level and Yu level above it, the gaps in the skills can only be filled through the active contribution of the destiny body.
Therefore, the Huanjia Fang family decided to take refuge in the Ghost Market because the Fang brothers realized that if they did not choose a large ship, their Fang family would be eliminated in the rolling waves.
This was also the reason why Zhao Ping, who was in the late stage of the Celestial Realm, was defeated by Murong Fu, who was in the perfect celestial realm, with just a few moves, like killing a dog. The difference in the quality of their skills was huge, not to mention that Murong Fu, who was only one step away from achieving the ultimate body of destiny, had already comprehended the domain skills.
Fortunately, Fang Zhenmei's destiny body inheritance was not weak enough to be crushed. At least at this moment, facing Murong Fu's attack, he still had the power to fight back.
Then, they were seen pointing their fingers at each other, with the energy in their body swirling like flowing water. At the moment when their fingertips collided, the opponent's sharp sword intent was completely dissolved, and the wasteland around the two of them was suddenly filled with a violent surge of sand!
This is exactly Fang Zhenmei's Midas touch, that is, instructing the king to give orders to his generals, and thousands of swords and knives will become as soft as silk!
"Yes, he can block my combined sword energy, which makes him much stronger than those rubbish."
Murong Fu had an evil smile on his face, but when he looked in the direction where Dahei was carrying Zhang Wuji and the other man away, the smile disappeared in an instant.
"Then I will be more serious next time."
The next second, the aura around him exploded, and a layer of misty purple fog completely obscured his arrogant face. Then, as the momentum surged, a purple-black giant shadow emerged, looking down at Fang Zhenmei with a cold gaze.
Yi Jin Jing · Purple Level Pagoda!
Murong Fu's sword move just now did not have any effect on his physical strength. If Shui Niesheng were here, he would probably advise Fang Zhenmei to turn around and run away immediately, because he, who had also cultivated to the purple level in just one night, knew better than anyone how powerful this killing move with the addition of physical strength was.
At this moment, feeling the terrifying pressure so close, a drop of cold sweat oozed out of Fang Zhenmei's forehead.
After Murong Fu fully unleashed the aura of a purple-level Buddha, he did not attack directly. Instead, he said with interest:
"As the Second Master Fang of the Fang family, I have heard of you for a long time. After all, you are a genius of the previous generation. As a small figure in the younger generation, I once also yearned to fight with you. But now it seems that the fantasy in the past has become meaningless."
"Do you think you can definitely beat me?"
Fang Zhenmei took a deep breath and drew the long sword from his sleeve again. When he pointed the tip of the sword at Murong Fu, his energy and spirit seemed to be concentrated on one point at this moment!
The sound of the sandstorm in my ears disappeared, and the mutual suppression of the two thunder vortices above the sky gradually became blurred. All the scenery around began to blur, and only Murong Fu's figure became clearer and clearer.
"Do you want to fight me to the death?" Murong Fu suddenly laughed.
“Even if this sword cannot kill you, it can seriously injure you.” Fang Zhenmei’s sword power began to explode, and the terrifying pressure it formed was no less than the aura of Murong Fu’s purple-level pagoda.
What he was about to perform was the most powerful and shocking sword in his inheritance.
Perhaps feeling the threat of death, Murong Fu did not continue to force the other party with an arrogant tone, but suddenly asked:
"You really want to fight me? Right now? At this moment?"
These words caused Fang Zhenmei, whose sword power was originally surging, to pause for a moment.
As a swordsman, he had the courage to fight to the death at any time and place. In fact, after being influenced by Li Chungang's sword intent that overwhelmed the whole country, he became more and more eager to meet an opponent with whom he could fight to the death.
And Murong Fu met his expectations very well.
Of course, the premise is not at this critical period.
This is the wrong time and the wrong place.
"If you fight me to death, what will the Fang family do? You know, the relocation of the Huanjia Fang family can't be hidden from many people, although everyone's attention is now attracted by the events happening in other places.
But there is a force that has been keeping an eye on your Fang family.
It just so happened that the recent chaos and disputes within this faction were about to be settled, and it just so happened that Zhao Min, who was originally in charge of the war in the Northeast Province and was responsible for the war, died tragically for no reason.
At this time, in order not to show its internal weakness, the best way is to prove its strength to the world in the most powerful manner.
For example, the famous Huanjia Fang family was destroyed.
Of course, you will say that the Fang family has the protection of the Ghost Market, but just like what happened just now, most of the combat power of the Ghost Market is dragged in the wasteland and desert, and it will take time to rescue it. And without you, the Second Master Fang, how can the Fang family's Yanxiang Army resist the 100,000 cavalry in my northern border!
So, are you sure you want to fight me?"
Every word of Murong Fu was like a sharp arrow piercing Fang Zhenmei's heart. As the carefree Second Master Fang, he did not need to focus too much on family affairs, because his eldest brother Fang Geyin was there to take care of everything.
But this time, Fang Geyin, Qin Fan and others fell into the realm of desire together. This was also the first time that the head of the Fang family, who had been entangled by his family for half his life, wanted to do something according to his personal will.
It was also the first time that Fang Zhenmei had to carry the entire Fang family on his own after the loss of his eldest brother.
For this reason, he could temporarily not become a swordsman, but instead be a member of the Fang family.
It must be said that after going completely crazy, Murong Fu's observation ability became more and more acute. He pointed out Fang Zhenmei's biggest concern at the moment in just a few words. This was probably the reason why the other party, after seeing that the helper was Fang Zhenmei, took his time to exchange two moves with him.
Before Fang Zhenmei could react to what he had just said, Murong Fu continued:
"It seems that your Fang family has nothing to do with that alien visitor and the little ghost from the Suzaku Palace. If you are trying to stop me from killing the four stewards of the Ghost Market, then your desperate fight is still worthwhile.
But he was fighting for these two people who might not even be in the top 30 or even top 50 in the ghost market ranking.
Even if you really die here with me, I'm afraid not many people will appreciate it.
And how do you weigh the risks that the Fang family will have to bear in the future?"
The sarcastic laughter sounded again, and at the same time, a fierce murderous intent burst out from Murong Fu's body. He was showing with his actions that this madman dared to fight with anyone and would not care about the so-called family and tribe.
If the opponent continues to block your way, then let's have a good fight!
Then, the thousands of sword energies that burst out from his body formed a ferocious Tyrannosaurus Rex, which pounced fiercely!
In the sunlight that tore through the dark clouds, the purple-black scales on the Tyrannosaurus Rex reflected bursts of brilliance, and the sword intent became a dragon, with great ferocity. When Fang Zhenmei's sword force suddenly dropped after Murong Fu said two consecutive sentences, he had already emitted supreme divine power and rushed towards him to kill him!
Purple-level pagoda, combined sword energy, and the arrival of the giant dragon!
Faced with such a fierce attack, Fang Zhenmei didn't care about the shock in his heart and had already responded with a move!
In an instant, a sword light flashed up!
It swept up like a lightning bolt! Like a rainbow suddenly rising in the sunset glow! Or like a vast river suddenly turning into a thousand-foot waterfall!
This sword, as white as snow and jade, moved from bottom to top, launched last but arrived first, and was ten times faster than any other sword halo!
The ferocious purple-black dragon has lost its original brilliance under the shining sword light!
The sword was so fast, so urgent, so accurate, and so detached, it was like the sky in a painting, a blank space; it was also like a waterfall in a painting, with endless potential and power! This sword pierced through the claws of the purple-black dragon and pierced into the center of the dragon's head!
After a loud bang.
The sand and dust swept away everything, accompanied by scattered blood beads, and the man in white clothes that was not stained by dust was half-kneeling on the ground.
Murong Fu's figure had long disappeared in front of him. When Fang Zhenmei stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked far away in the direction where Murong Fu was chasing, and secretly said sorry in his heart.
The last move was a shocking sword. Even though Murong Fu had distracted him at the beginning, as long as his will was strong enough, he could unleash even greater power!
But Fang Zhenmei hesitated.
Just like Murong Fu said, he could fight him to the death at any time, except at this moment.
Then he sighed lightly, reported the result of the battle to the Ghost Market, and headed towards the Fang family.
at the same time.
Dahei was running at full speed, carrying Zhang Wuji and the Sword Maniac.
The former was still gradually wearing down the finger force that was attacking his internal organs, while the latter was dealing with the bleeding injuries of broken legs and arms. Judging from the current situation, [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy] should commit suicide on the spot.
He had done everything he could, including forcing himself to talk nonsense with Murong Fu in the end, buying time for the arrival of reinforcements.
Their persistence and bottom line have been verified, and there is no need to continue to take certain risks and fight to the death.
However, at present, although the [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy] wanted to commit suicide, he could not judge whether if he wiped his knife, it would be regarded as collateral death caused by the bleeding BUFF brought by Murong Fu, or it would really be his own liberation.
Before the BUFF on the interface is completely resolved, if he really dies now and is judged to be killed by Murong Fu, and if he accidentally reaches the 50% chance of account deletion, he really won't know where to cry.
So in order to ensure his safety, he could only continue to work together with Zhang Wuji to escape.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji did not have the joy of escaping from a desperate situation at all. His expression was somewhat gloomy. Then he suddenly patted Dahei's head and asked:
"He's here too, isn't he?"
Dahei didn't answer, he just ran wildly with his head down.
It didn't slow down until it reached a mountain stream.
"Have you gotten rid of the opponent?" asked [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy].
He was more familiar with the situation of the Fang family, and from the beginning he didn't think that Fang Zhenmei could defeat the now powerful Murong Fu. Moreover, he knew Fang Zhenmei's weaknesses better than anyone else. In his opinion, the fact that the other party could stop Murong Fu for a period of time was already a great help.
This would require him to fight to the death for the two of them, which he thought was the most unrealistic situation.
Then [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy] probably realized that the man and the dog present could not answer his question, and he could only smile bitterly.
But before his laughter died down, a cheerful yet slightly crazy voice rang out.
"no."
It was Murong Fu. The sleeve of his right arm was torn and blood was dripping down his arm to the ground. It was obvious that Fang Zhenmei's sword attack just now had caused him some pain. In addition, he was chasing the two men and the dog with all his strength, so his injuries seemed to have worsened.
But even so, even if Murong Fu lost his arms and legs, it would be extremely easy to kill these two men and the dog.
"That's enough for the fun."
Before [Knife Maniac and Sword Crazy] could think of delaying time again, a cold voice came out of Murong Fu's mouth, and the moment he raised two fingers of his left hand, thick poisonous fog suddenly surged out from all directions of the mountain stream!
Along with a poetic cry, a figure rushed towards Murong Fu!
【Dust returns to dust, there is no place to stay. The world is not the world, people laugh at it. Hate will never end. If you don't return to the world, you will live in vain.】
This time, the figure did not have any disguise. After turning around and taking a deep look at Zhang Wuji who was lying on the big black man's back and heading out of the mountain, a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he resolutely reversed the power of his "Ten Thousand Poisons Heavenly Sutra".
This is the real killer move of the Zhang Su lineage.
After absorbing countless poisons, Zhang Guchen has become a huge source of poison. With his current combat power at the early stage of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, he cannot hurt Murong Fu by any conventional means. Only in this way can he stop the opponent and completely wipe out the remaining aura of Zhang Wuji and his two men and one dog.
Zhang Wuji stared blankly at the mountain stream that was filled with poisonous fog. He noticed that his father's poem had changed.
The original carefree and unrestrained look was long gone, replaced by a sense of sadness of being determined to die.
At this moment, he wanted to shout that this was not the reunion he wanted to see! He hated his own powerlessness even more, and wanted to vent his anger by rushing into the poisonous fog, preferring to die directly in Murong Fu's hands.
But the sudden sound of poison explosion beside his ears made him stand there in a daze with lifeless eyes, as if his soul had been completely sucked away in an instant.
Although there were also Murong Fu's miserable screams, Zhang Guchen's last poem kept echoing in his mind.
At this moment, while tears were streaming down his face, the infinite grief in his heart, coupled with the erosion of his internal organs by the force of his fingers, caused Zhang Wuji to fall into a deep coma.
(End of this chapter)