"Hahaha... don't waste your efforts. You can't hurt Ben Zhenjun."
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun looked at Ye Qing who had returned without success again, and laughed wildly: "Surrender quickly!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Don't you think there is something wrong with you?"
"No, what's wrong?" Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun said disdainfully: "Monster, when you are about to die, you should stop pretending to be a ghost."
"You are the one pretending to be a ghost, right?"
Ye Qing smiled coldly: "Don't you think that your recovery speed is getting slower and slower? Is your strength getting weaker and weaker?"
"What do you mean?" Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun's smile froze.
It's okay that Ye Qing didn't say it. He seemed to have noticed something was wrong. In the beginning, no matter how injured he was, he would recover immediately. But now, several breaths have passed since the conversation between the two. Time has passed, but his battered arm has only recovered a little.
Not only that, after Ye Qing manifested the Earth Emperor's true form, he could still hold on to ten moves at first, but slowly, the time he could hold on became shorter and shorter. Just now, he only held on to three moves before he was knocked back by the opponent's punch.
The strangest thing is that if Ye Qing hadn't taken the initiative to mention these things, he wouldn't have noticed it at all, as if his consciousness and reaction had been much slower.
"what have you found?"
He didn't ask why, he asked what was found, and obviously he knew the reason.
"Of course I know everything."
Ye Qing smiled and said: "All of this must be related to the Erlang Subduing Demon you sang before and the people of Wanfu Town."
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun did not speak, but his expression suddenly changed.
"Your previous appearance of Erlang subduing the demon should have been an introduction, leaving the mark of Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch in the minds of the people in the town. Then you manifested Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch in the middle of the night. In the evening, the people of Wanfu Town just saw Erlang The drama of subduing demons left a deep impression on me, so when I saw you, I naturally thought that you were Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, leading the heavenly soldiers and generals to come down to earth to subjugate demons."
Ye Qing ignored Erlang Xiansheng and said: "As long as the people of Wanfu Town believe that you are Erlang Xiansheng and I am a monster, the more powerful you will be and the more you will look like the real Erlang Xiansheng." Sir, on the contrary, the weaker my power becomes, the greater the suppression I receive."
As for the Giant Spirit God, the four generals of the Demon Family, the Seven Saints of Meishan, and those heavenly soldiers and generals, they are manifestations and extensions of the opponent's power, not real people.
"At the same time, in the hearts of the people, Erlang Xiansheng is invincible and invincible, so he can recover immediately after being injured and cannot be killed or destroyed."
"How, am I right?"
If his guess is correct, the martial arts practiced by the other party should be related to some kind of belief and spiritual power. The people of Wanfu Town are the source of his strength.
This was also the reason why the opponent deliberately avoided those people when they besieged him, because once those people were injured and killed, his strength would be unsustainable and his strength would be greatly reduced.
"Hahaha...yes, that's true."
Hearing this, Erlang Xian Sheng Zhenjun was silent for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "But, so what? Now, it's too late."
"My divine body has been created. I am Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch. Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch is me. Even if you kill those ants now, nothing will change."
"Hand over the Earthly Emperor Bell obediently, and Lord Benzhen will spare your life!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Then why is your power getting weaker and weaker?"
"Yes, it stands to reason that his Erlang Xian Sheng Zhenjun Dharmakaya has been completed. Even if those people are dead now, his divine Dharmakaya can last for at least another hour. During this hour, his power will not be reduced. Attenuation. But the fact is that not only has his power declined, but the people are still safe and sound, which is very strange."
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was stunned and didn't know why: "What on earth did you do?"
"I'll tell you what I did in my next life." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qing suddenly approached Erlang Xian Sheng Zhenjun and punched him.
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun hurriedly held his sword to block, but was directly punched away.
Ye Qing rubbed his body and wrapped tightly around the opponent, preventing him from getting away.
As Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch's power weakened, he was unable to compete with Ye Qing. Now that he was in a state of confusion, he was no longer a match for him.
After a few rounds, the injuries on Erlang Xiansheng's body became more and more serious, and this time he truly felt that his power was rapidly draining away.
"I understand, it's those ants!"
Suddenly, Erlang Xian Sheng Zhenjun seemed to have thought of something and roared angrily. He caressed the center of his eyebrows and opened the vertical eyes between his eyebrows. The divine light was blazing and fierce, like the flames of the golden sun. The entire Wanfu Town was burned to the ground.
"Haha, it's too late."
Ye Qing punched out, and the fist was full of intention, but it had no killing intention. Instead, the clouds were calm, the wind was breathing, the void was stagnant, and the boundless divine light that shot down also stood still for an instant.
Fixing the five elements and balancing yin and yang is called the Ding Yuan Hammer.
After using the Ding Yuan Hammer to immobilize the Infinite Divine Light and Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch, Ye Qing's figure moved and appeared in front of Erlang Xiansheng True Monarch. Under the horrified eyes of the other party, he punched them to pieces.
After a few breaths, Erlang Xiansheng True Lord regrouped and resurrected. However, after the resurrection, Erlang Xiansheng True Lord was horrified to find that he was still unable to move. Ye Qing's Dingyuan Hammer Fist Intention filled the surrounding void and continued to disperse.
The next moment, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun watched helplessly as Ye Qing's fist fell down and killed him.
Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was scared, really scared. Every time Ye Qing killed him, his strength would weaken. He had no doubt that as long as Ye Qing killed him a few more times, his strength would be exhausted. , will definitely die.
It's just that he was imprisoned by the Dingyuan Hammer Fist. He could neither move nor speak. He couldn't even transmit his spirit. It seemed that he could only wait for death.
Ye Qing could naturally guess what Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was thinking, but he had no intention of letting the other party go. Since the other party didn't follow martial ethics, don't blame him for being rude.
Moreover, he had previously set up a persona, that is, he would kill those who had ill-intentions towards him without mercy. He had to establish this persona so that he could intimidate the rest of the people who were eyeing him with ill-intentions.
Therefore, facing the other party's frightened and begging for mercy eyes, Ye Qing turned a blind eye and struck without mercy.
As True Monarch Erlang Xiansheng was smashed and killed by him again and again, the divine light on his body gradually dimmed and receded, and his appearance gradually became different from that of True Monarch Erlang Xiansheng, but into a figure wearing a martial arts costume. A warrior wearing a uniform, with a colorful flag on his back, a wooden three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, and oil paint on his face.
Obviously, this is the other party's true face.
"As expected, he is an opera singer."
Ye Qing sneered, and in the face of the opponent's desperate eyes, he punched him to death.
This time, the other party never came back to life because he was already wiped out.
