Yue Zhongqi just walked slowly. No matter how ferocious and brutal Chen Weiwei's attack was, his pace never changed, calm and unhurried.
Yue Zhongqi, who holds the thumb and has a solemn face, responding to the ever-changing changes with stability, at this moment, looks more like a master who presides over the justice of Shangyang than Chen Weiwei who is wearing a bright red brocade robe. .
Seeing that his countless attacks were meaningless to this old Taoist, Chen Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.
After completing the magic skill and entering the divine realm for the first time, at that moment Chen Weiwei felt that she was invincible. Looking at the whole world, no one can compare with him.
He was even thinking, with such unparalleled ancient and modern cultivation, why would he need to engage in any more conspiracies? Wouldn't it be more pleasant to rush directly into Zhenyuan Palace and force Xin Yanque to give up his position? If Xin Yanque doesn't give way, he will be killed directly...
He felt that using the triple cicada demon technique to enter Fu Shen was much more powerful than the formal Shangyang practice to enter Fu Shen.
However, at this moment, the old Taoist man came towards him step by step, and Chen Weiwei wanted to run away again out of habit.
But obviously, the Taoist who seemed to have an honest and kind-hearted personality did not intend to let him go. So Chen Weiwei shouted angrily: "Don't forget what you came for! I asked you to come to Geling to protect Fengyu Temple!" Yue Zhongqi said as he walked: "I am here , you are protecting Fengyu Temple." Chen Weiwei said: "The person you have to deal with to protect Fengyu Temple is not me, but the court!" Yue Zhongqi said: "The court is wrong to ban Fengyu Temple. You practice magic. It is your fault that you have tarnished Fengyu Temple." Chen Weiwei said angrily: "If I didn't do this, how could I defend Fengyu Temple!" Yue Zhongqi actually replied: "The Fengyu Temple you are guarding, It doesn't matter if you don't want to, now I understand why the imperial court wants to ban Fengyu Temple." He didn't use any skills, he just came here step by step.
However, Chen Weiwei's various techniques and cultivation became meaningless in front of this immovable mountain.
Despite the violent wind and rain, the Yuezhong flag remained motionless.
"What are you cultivating?!" Chen Weiwei knew that Yue Zhongqi was an honest man who answered whatever he asked, so he immediately asked, hoping to get some information from Yue Zhongqi so that he could deal with this unbreakable situation. defense.
"I don't know what I practice, but it's probably still Shangyang Xinfa Xiao Zhoutian."
"Impossible!" Chen Weiwei said angrily: "It turns out that you are also a liar. I thought you were an honest gentleman. Xiao Zhou has such power. You have obviously secretly learned the skills from elsewhere and pretended to be the Shangyang Divine Technique. !" Yue Zhongqi was unmoved: "I have no regrets." The distance between the two people became closer and closer, and Chen Weiwei had to move around in the hall to avoid it.
Obviously the old Taoist did nothing but kept walking, and he seemed to have endless attacks, but the one who attacked was the one who retreated, and the one who defended was the one who attacked.
In the main hall, Chen Weiwei looked increasingly embarrassed. This gave Chen Weiwei an unparalleled sense of frustration...making him want to look up to the sky and yell at Zhentian.
Why? ! Before I became a Fu Shen, I always met people who were trying to push me. Now that I am a Fu Shen, I still meet people who are trying to push me.
God, how long will this thief continue to tease me? As the resentment in his heart suddenly grew stronger, Chen Weiwei's eyes became redder than before.
At this moment, he yelled at Yue Zhongqi: "No one can stop me, you are all my stumbling blocks!" After yelling, the skin on Chen Weiwei's face actually split.
Not only his face, but also his body had countless bloody openings. It looked like the earth was cracked with dryness. The dense openings made people's scalp numb.
Even Yue Zhongqi, who had entered the realm of calmness at the previous moment, was heartened when he saw Chen Weiwei's change.
The cracked Chen Weiwei. He rushed directly towards Yue Zhongqi. This time he did not dodge again, nor did he use the power of cultivation to attack from a distance. He rushed directly towards him, like a wild beast.
Like a mutated cat, he actually held on to Yue Zhongqi's body-protecting Qi. When ten bloody fingers pierced the Qi, the nails and flesh were worn away, and what was pierced was Finger bones.
However, Chen Weiwei, who felt no pain, was still struggling to pull to both sides, and a trace of Yue Zhongqi's body-protecting energy was torn away at this moment.
The moment the crack appeared, Chen Weiwei opened his mouth, and a black sword energy sprayed out from his mouth, and he was in front of Yue Zhongqi in an instant.
At the same time that the black sword energy pierced the center, another bright golden lotus appeared at the center of Yue Zhongqi.
The sword energy shattered the golden lotus, but that was it, unable to move forward.
"Die!" Chen Weiwei roared and exerted his strength. His hands were cut by the body-protecting Qi, leaving only bones. He just tore the Qi completely apart.
And when he stepped into the body-protecting true energy, his damaged fingers were automatically repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Yue Zhongqi saw this scene, he pointed two fingers of his right hand towards Chen Weiwei's eyebrows.
"Exorcism!" There was a loud sound. Chen Weiwei, who did not dodge, was directly hit on the forehead by two fingers, but this point was like an iron pestle hitting a golden bell.
With a crisp sound, Chen Weiwei's head jerked back. If it were an ordinary person, his neck would have been broken with such force and amplitude.
But Chen raised his head slightly and quickly pulled it back. A pit appeared in the middle of his forehead, and his skull was almost penetrated by the pointing, but the ferocity on his face became even heavier.
In the next breath, Chen Weiwei bit Yue Zhongqi's neck. Yue Zhongqi raised his left hand and directly blocked it in front of Chen Weiwei's mouth, letting Chen Weiwei bite it.
He made a finger with his right hand, and the Shangyang Palace Zhoutian magic was activated, and a holy white light burst out from his fingertips, as bright as the scorching sun.
With one finger, he tapped Chen Weiwei's forehead again. This was the pop sound. Chen Weiwei's head quickly tilted back again. The strength of his fingertips plowed a bloody groove on top of his head. The pit on Chen Weiwei's forehead was really broken this time. It opened, but the energy failed to penetrate Chen Weiwei's brain.
When Chen Weiwei pulled his head back again, it no longer looked like a human face. There was a gaping hole in the middle of the head, and blood was flowing down like a pour. There was a small hole in the middle of the forehead. You could vaguely see something moving in the hole. What was flowing out from the hole was not blood. of liquid.
"Hey, it can't be killed." Chen grinned slightly, then took another bite. Yue Zhongqi also didn't expect that a person who had reached the God-endowed realm would fight in such a way that was almost like a beast.
Yue Zhongqi had told his disciples more than once that he didn't know how to fight. At this time, all his reactions came from his heart.
Facing such a ferocious and terrifying Chen Weiwei, Yue Zhongqi, who entered the realm of still water, felt a circle of ripples in his heart.
Is this still a human being? But Yue Zhongqi firmly believed that as long as he pointed at that location again, he could send the demon who had defiled Fengyu Temple and Shangyang Palace to hell.
He raised his left arm again, determined to exchange an arm for a life, to kill this demon who had brought harm to Shangyang Palace and the purity of Taoism.
When Chen Weiwei bit down, he was stopped by Yue Zhongqi's arm again. In such a state, Chen Weiwei didn't even think about what the other party was going to do, and bit directly on Yue Zhongqi's arm.
As he kept pulling wildly back and forth, Yue Zhongqi's arm was bitten off. Yue Zhongqi frowned at this moment, but his eyes were firmer than ever before.
"We monks should be in awe of Shang Yang." As he spoke, Yue Zhongqi tapped the hole on Chen Weiwei's forehead again.
But at this moment, Chen Weiwei shook his head upwards, and the severed palm flew up, just in time to be pointed by Yue Zhongqi.
The moment it penetrated his palm, Yue Zhongqi's state of stillness was broken. He subconsciously regained his strength.
At this critical moment, Chen Weiwei bit Yue Zhongqi's neck. At this moment, Chen Weiwei's teeth were all black.
After biting it, he did not bite down, but continuously injected the true energy of his triple cicada magic power into Yue Zhongqi's body.
After a breath, Yue Zhongqi slapped Chen Weiwei's temple with a conscious palm. Chen Weiwei's head hit his shoulder at an incredible angle, and his body tilted to one side.
But Chen Weiwei, who took a few steps back, laughed ferociously, raised his finger and pointed at Yue Zhongqi and asked: "Now that you are considered a demon, why do you still want to kill me?" Yue Zhongqi clearly felt an evil and violent feeling. The power moved rapidly through his body, quickly contaminating everything about him.
As if he were a basin of water, Chen Weiwei spit a large mouthful of ink into the basin of water. Yue Zhongqi stepped back and sat down cross-legged, his body emitting a blazing white light.
At the broken arm, black blood flowed out like a small waterfall. As he continued to exert force, the color of the black blood became lighter and lighter, and gradually returned to normal.
Chen Weiwei didn't step forward, just looked at it with a sneer. And his appearance at this time was gradually recovering.
The cracks on his face are being repaired, and so are those on his body. But Yue Zhongqi's face became paler and paler. Chen Weiwei said: "Ai Youyou said that you are a person you have not seen in a hundred years, that you are simple, that you are the best at practicing but the least able to use the power of practice. Now it seems that he is right." He didn't. The reason why Yue Zhongqi was prevented from exorcising the evil power like ink was because he knew very well that even if Yue Zhongqi could exorcise it, he would be exhausted.
At that time, it would be easy for him to kill Yue Zhongqi, so why go and fight to the death with Yue Zhongqi now?
Once he sensed that he was going to die today, Yue Zhongqi might have put in all his cultivation to die with Chen Weiwei.
So Chen Weiwei just watched. Yue Zhongqi muttered something softly in his mouth, but Chen Weiwei didn't bother to listen. It was the Shangyang Taoist method that he once admired the most but later despised. Now hearing Yue Zhongqi's singing-like voice became even more disgusting.
"You are pure, you are amazing, you only have the flawless Shangyang in your heart." Chen Weiwei walked around Yue Zhongqi, sarcastically saying as he walked: "You are flawless, can Shangyang be flawless? How many years ago, Shang Yang Is Yang much more corrupt than the imperial court?"
"You have practiced quietly in a place like Little Ruyi City for thirty years. It is a good thing for you, and maybe it is also for me."
"I've seen so many things about you that you haven't seen before... Inside Fengyu Temple, things are more realistic and disgusting than those who are officials."
"Is it really the right thing for you to protect with all your life? Let me tell you, the imperial court is right to want to abolish Shangyang." Chen Weiwei said: "Speaking of which, I also admire you. Ai Youyou also said before that you might Become my powerful helper against the imperial court. I didn’t expect you to come here and fight me for that rotten Shangyang.” When he said this, Yue Zhongqi ignored him and wholeheartedly focused on draining the triple cicada magic power from his body. Forced, the blood flowing out of his broken arm gradually returned to bright red.
However, his face was extremely pale. Even if one has reached the God-endowed realm, it is unbearable to have so much blood.
His physique, which is far beyond that of ordinary people, allows him to resume his practice quietly without being disturbed.
But now, there is a devil beside him, just waiting for the moment when he runs out of energy. But he doesn't give up.
The Shang Yang in his heart is not the Shang Yang that Chen Weiwei mentioned. The Shang Yang he wants to protect is not the Shang Yang that Chen Weiwei mentioned.
That's his heart.
