Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 59: The flame does not go out

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As soon as Fang La used the power of Qiankun ’s great movement, Chen Ang grasped three points. This martial art had no obscure secrets in front of him. At this time, Fang La was like a living cheat, demonstrating Qiankun All the mysteries of the big move.

Heart is natural, the heaven and man are one, Chen Ang one finger is like Hongyan stepping on the snow mud, leaving traces and no traces, the paw prints are still there, Hongyan is gone, the fingers are clearly visible, but the spirit is forgotten, Assimilation is between heaven and earth. Fang La's Pentium's strength, a palm hit the empty place, even if the palm of the hand is handed over, he only feels that the front is empty, this finger is like an illusory general.

Obviously there is infinite power, but it is struck in a void, the void is not true, and the air wins the force. If the Qiankun mobile is the pinnacle of use, then the Chen Ang move is invincible than the empty. To achieve an exquisite response, one of them is an inexhaustible force, the stronger the Vietnam War, the other is the power of no leakage, and it is not falsified.

It's Qifeng's opponent that will meet Liangcai.

In the heavy rain, a weird scene was formed. The fingertips of Chen Ang resembled the void, and the raindrops all over the body fell down, forming a funnel-shaped space flat on his fingertips, attached to the body of Chen Ang, and gathered into Two water dragons running down, the rain that was originally down, moved against his body.

Deng Yuanjue and others moved in horror.

With their eyesight, it is natural to see that Chen Ang is full of energy, has disappeared without a trace, is in a state of emptiness, and even the rain in the sky is difficult to touch his power. No matter how hard it is to move, this mind and martial art can be called peerless.

The rain that hit Fang La was like hitting a flexible gel, changing the direction of the force, the size of the force, jumping, colliding, and splashing in a wrong direction on the surface of his skin. Going out, the water droplets failed to leave a trace on the skin, and countless tiny forces, used, opposed, bundled together, hit Chen Ang.

Rou Kegang, virtual reality, more than enough, Chen Ang borrowed the sense of emptiness from Force, and pinned his spirit to the reality, although it was difficult to take the initiative, but it was very easy to deal with Qiankun ’s move. It is because there is no place to borrow power. Although Fang La has a strong palm and a profound trick, he has a sense of emptiness where there is nowhere to focus.

Every move, Pei Ran vigorously, all hit the empty space.

The pharaohs present in Mingjiao all looked dignified. They had already overestimated the martial arts of Chen Ang, but they did not expect that Chen Ang would be ten times higher than their overestimated height. The martial arts advancement has exceeded their imagination, but Chen Ang can still gain the upper hand.

If they were not seen with their own eyes, none of them would believe this kind of joke, but they just clamored for severe punishment, and their revenge was like a joke. Fang Jie's face was pale, and his face was unbelievable.

He finally understood that if Fang La was not on his head, there would be ten more people like him, and it was just a matter of Chen Ang. The revenge, blood revenge, said before, it was more like a joke, Chen Ang was crushed by the trend , Mingjiao is already extremely dangerous, and the power of self-preservation is not enough, let alone investigate?

The Ming religion was fighting against the imperial court, and it was the one who taught the martial arts to be strong and superior to the army of the imperial court. Therefore, the local government did not dare to act rashly, and allowed the Ming religion to draw a large area, but until Chen Ang When they came, they felt that the pressure of Taishan Mountain had been reversed.

Not to mention their few dharma kings and messengers. The basic lives of the majority of grass-roots church members are maintained between the thoughts of Chen Ang. One is not good. Taishan passed by. Hundreds of thousands of believers believe that the family is destroyed. , The end of death. Even with a little counterattack, it is difficult to change the overall situation.

This is the life and death situation of Mingjiao. What Fang Jie did before was like a newborn jackal, provoking a lion. He did n’t understand at all that the current situation was not how Mingjiao wanted to take Chen Ang, but Chen Ang. Dealing with Mingjiao, Fang La's only hope is to defeat Chen Ang and maintain the only advantage to the court.

Fang Jie is immersed in the rivers and lakes, Mingjiao said the prestige of the two, and the prestige of killing the officials to rebel. He did not understand that the weak always give the strong one an explanation. Why should the strong explain so much to the weak? Only then will he attempt to provoke provocation and be scolded by Fang La.

How can Fang Jie and others feel such heavy pressure that thousands of congregations, the Ming Dynasty's survival and Fang La's body are under such heavy pressure? Fang La's heart was a little anxious, even though the great movement of the universe and the movement of the gods was difficult, it was difficult to shake Chen Ang. He tried his best, but it was just a match, and Mingjiao could not bear this ending.

He stretched out his hand and took two transparent, opaque, long and narrow tokens from his waist. The rain hit the tokens, and there was flames and colors changing. His body twisted, and the whole person suddenly fell out in a strange gesture. The token seems to turn into a very flexible viper, hissing.

The original bright and solemn palm method was suddenly replaced by a sinister and strange body method. The token is in Fang La's hands, like a twisted light and shadow, coupled with exquisite power, layered layer by layer around Chen Ang.

Cold light and shadow are erratic, such as ghost wind ghost, strange and unpredictable, this is derived from the strange paradox of Persian martial arts, which is very different from the common sense of the Central Plains, the magic on the holy fire order, once shot, it is a vicious and vicious attack. .

Although this martial art was passed to the Persian archbishop, because of its inconsistency with the characters of the Ming dynasty's predecessors, the symbolic significance is greater than the substance, but today Fang La was forced into extinction by Chen Ang. Had to shoot out.

It ’s just that Fang Lawan ca n’t think of it. Chen Ang is familiar with the world ’s writing, even the tadpole book, the Nin rune, is also proficient, not to mention the Persian, the martial arts on the torch are not covered. Peeped by him. With cheats for comparison, but three or two strokes, Chen Ang figured out the way of the martial arts of the torch.

The pinnacle of this side-door Zuo martial art, with strangeness as its power, encountering a Central Plains master who is not familiar with Persian martial arts, may suffer a loss, but encounter Chen Ang, who is also proficient in this martial arts, is a ** bother.

The way of martial arts is right in the way. Once Fang La ’s routine is cleared, the situation falls under the control of Chen Ang, and a pair of fleshy palms unfold, such as the opening of the Thousand Buddhas, which turns into a sky of palm prints and ends in the field. Diffuse energy.

The faces of the four princes who watched the Ming religion changed drastically. What appeared in Chen Ang's hands was the great movement of the gods they worshipped in the town. This martial art has undergone a decisive change in the hands of Chen Ang, except for some obvious shadows. In fact, it can already be regarded as another martial art.

Fang La stabilized his mind, devoted all his consciousness to the battle, did n’t think about so many things, the body moved forward and back, the torch in his hand made a change, but a force like a shadow followed, but it was shifting and dissolving In his strength, the two are also opposite in strength, like two wonderful masters of balance, destroying each other's center of gravity.

Suddenly, the enthusiasm induced by Chen Ang suddenly converged, just like a real power, struck in the void, Fang La was puzzled in his heart, and carefully guarded his own vitality, at the same time, the two forces were twisted and wrapped around Chen Ang side.

In the void, it seems like a piece of empty space suddenly burst out of strong suction, deviating from Fang La ’s strength. Chen Ang slammed freely, and all kinds of strange force fields were born in the void, a strange energy, Affects the feeling of Fang La.

Like a self-launched net, he hit the Chen Ang aura. Fang La only felt that Chen Ang had already pierced his martial arts skills, and his internal strength was virtual and real, specifically for his moves. In the blink of an eye, he just Falling into the rhythm of Chen Ang, his figure also froze, and a little emptiness trapped Fang La.

Chen Ang touched Fang La with a light finger, a complex combination of force and force blocked his actions, and several strange internal forces blocked his big hole.

Fang La can no longer hold on, even if there is a big move of Qiankun to reverse the acupuncture point, to resolve that strange internal force, he is also pale, staggering back a few steps, leaning weakly against the wall.

"God Master!" Several Dharma Kings were in a hurry, and quickly rushed up around the three sides of Fang La, carefully guarding, while looking at Fang La's injury, Deng Yuanjue's internal force came out, but he felt that Fang La's body was messed up and the internal force was not controlled. , A fierce conflict, and accidentally caused Fang La's internal force to fight back.

Deng Yuanjue felt that a secret internal force was hitting him. He dared not resist, fearing that he would hurt Fang La and provoke his injury. Let this force drive in, and only use internal force to pass.

There was a sweet throat, and Deng Yuanjue spewed out a bit of blood.

"Dharma King!" "Deng Monk!" The remaining senior Mingjiao leaders, supporting Deng Yuanjue's crumbling body, shouted anxiously.

"I'm okay!" After Deng Yuanjue spit out blood, the chest sullen resolved.

"Not good!" A Mingjiao disciple came hurriedly and hurriedly said: "The soldiers and soldiers under the mountain attacked, they knew the terrain on the mountain well, and some people secretly responded and broke into the general altar."

"What?" The Mingjiao people were shocked, and there was a shaking light in the distance, and there was a shout of killing.

Dozens of Yi people appeared around them, surrounded by Chen Ang, the backbone of the Five Elements Banner, the flag master, were tied to the side, and the distant officers and soldiers held strong bows and crossbows in an orderly manner. With the help of the Yi people, the Mingjiao people were defeated.

There are Chen Ang blocks in front of all the Dharma Kings, and there is a large army attacking the mountains afterwards.

"It seems that this game is slightly better than the official."

Chen Ang smiled with a hand, picked up the oil paper umbrella beside him, propped it on his head, a drop of water drops dripped down, fell into the puddle, and made a crisp sound.

Fang La struggled to get up and looked calm. He said to Chen Ang: "Your Excellency is superior, and the theory of victory or defeat is clear-sighted. Today, my Mingjiao is in great trouble, but current affairs are ups and downs, difficult and dangerous Seen as ordinary, the former algebraic teachers, all of them were dying, and Mingjiao had also been in danger of tired eggs. "

"I wait for life and death, this is a common thing, only the torch does not go out, and the education does not die."

ps: Yesterday, Calvin, I want to live and die, but today I finally made it up. The following night, there are two normal changes.