Chapter 253: Wang Xianzhi dies! The gate of heaven closes! Buddha kills the ghost baby!

Wang Xianzhi had a calm expression, gazing far below his feet. His Qi was flowing and surging inside his body, as if it were a vast ocean.

In the past 500 years, there have been six or seven people recognized as the best in the world. In the past 100 years, the most powerful person in the world is Wang Xianzhi.

This old man who claims to be the second best in the world is more powerful and invincible than Liu Songtao, the demon leader of Zhulu Mountain a hundred years ago.

Wang Xianzhi spread out his left hand and slowly stretched it forward, with his right shoulder lowered and tilted, and his right hand clenched into a fist. It was an ordinary starting posture. There was neither the artistic conception of wind and clouds rolling between heaven and earth, nor any majestic atmosphere of flying sand and rolling stones around.

Seeing that Wang Xianzhi was determined, everyone knew that there was no point in persuading him, so they all retreated several miles away.

There was no big noise when Wang Xianzhi started, but everyone knew that his attack might not be silent. This battle would be more dangerous than the one with Tuoba Bodhisattva.

Li Changan knew very early on that the battle with Wang Xianzhi was inevitable. When he was strong enough, the second best in the world would surely emerge.

He took a step over a hundred feet, and crushed a mountain a hundred feet high with his immortal steps. He gathered his strength to the extreme, and then punched forward. The coldness as ice and snow began to envelop Wang Xianzhi.

"boom"!
The two fists collided with a loud bang.

A "lake" of powerful energy appeared on the side between the two fists, completely distorting the ice and frost that was gradually forming around it.

The deafening sound spread throughout the wilderness. Several bearded vultures that were hovering at low altitude in search of food accidentally crashed into the wall of air and were immediately torn to pieces.

Wang Xianzhi's face, which did not show any signs of aging, was like the ripples on a lake, with subtle ups and downs before slowly returning to calm. The ends of his beard and hair were covered with icicles.

The Tianshuang Fist and Hantian Jue, which can freeze immortals directly, can only do this much. Wang Xianzhi is truly the best in the world.

When both of them punched, their arms swung back at the same time, and then they changed hands and punched at the same time, and it was almost like another winter thunder that echoed across the plain.

Wang Xianzhi landed on the ground, smiled slightly, and gently retracted his hand. Neither of them moved, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

The earth was torn into a gully whose width and length were gradually increasing!
Li Changan said slowly, "Interesting, the old man is much better than the immortals in the sky."

Wang Xianzhi laughed and said, "The immortals in heaven who have become fireflies from rotten grass and achieved enlightenment may not be good people."

"To be born as a human being, to die as a ghost, is the most realistic truth. Those who steal a hook will be executed, those who steal a country will be made a marquis, and those who steal a life will be made an immortal."

Li Changan's lips curled slightly, "I don't want to kill you."

Wang Xianzhi smiled and said, "There is no second to Wu. Only one of us can survive."

Nangong Pushe was watching from a distance. Li Changan had already killed two of her target men, and now the third one was coming to her.

Judging from Wang Xianzhi's current strength, he is actually much stronger than Tuoba Bodhisattva. The original Wang Xianzhi did not use his realm to suppress others, so few people knew his true realm.

It now seems that Wang Xianzhi is only one step away from achieving immortality.

What Nangong Pushe didn't know was that Xie Guanying, the last person she was going to kill, was also watching the battlefield not far from her, with a heart full of contradictions.

"Should we wait here for these two to get hurt, or go after Zhang Fuyao?"

"Now it seems that even if Li Changan is on the verge of death, it is unlikely that I can get the final blow. Wang Xianzhi is too strong."

"Forget it, let's go after Zhang Fuyao. With my strength, I should be able to wear that old monster down to death."

Just now on the battlefield, Xie Guanying killed several Northern Mang grandmasters, but the luck he got was not considerable, and the ones with the strongest luck were killed by Li Changan.

Xie Guanying, who was thinking about taking advantage of the situation, finally made a decision. Zhang Fuyao's luck was not as good as Li Changan's, but he still had 800 years of Confucian luck. It was still more cost-effective to kill Zhang Fuyao.

After Xie Guanying left, the battlefield between Li Changan and Wang Xianzhi began to become turbulent, and the two men's internal energies completely erupted.

Wang Xianzhi was the first person to receive Li Changan's Tathagata Break. When he took the blow, his internal organs were churning and all the muscles in his body were aching. His muscles were being torn apart in great pain.

In the end, amidst the roaring energy of heaven and earth, Wang Xianzhi not only caught the punch, but also counterattacked with a punch whose power was obviously greater than all his previous moves.

Li Changan performed Arhat Unloading Technique, using the internal Qi in his body to unload the overwhelming fist force. The fist force was unloaded and guided into the ground. The huge chasm on the ground was blasted into a pit of dozens of feet in an instant.

Li Chungang narrowed his eyes and watched the battle between the two. "I really didn't misjudge Wang Xianzhi. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this monster Li Changan, he would definitely be the best in the world."

When Wang Xianzhi challenged Li Chungang, Li Chungang valued his talent and did not kill him because he was optimistic about his qualifications.

Deng Tai'a nodded slowly, "I can't imagine that even the old sword god of Ludi Tianren is probably not a match for Wang Xianzhi."

Li Chungang said unhappily, "You speak as if you can beat him."

Li Changan now understood that his Tathagata Break and Sky Frost Fist were both fist and palm skills, and Wang Xianzhi also practiced fist and palm.

No matter how strong the Gang Qi is, it is still martial arts. Wang Xianzhi has been immersed in boxing and palm techniques for many years. It is indeed difficult for Li Changan to defeat Wang Xianzhi in boxing and palm techniques.

Fortunately, Li Changan not only practiced his fists and feet, he also clenched his fingers into swords, and the internal energy in his body began to condense into sword auras.

Wang Xianzhi, who had been able to defeat many opponents with his strength all his life, was now surrounded by countless sword auras, with countless dense and tiny wounds appearing on his body.

When he tried to punch out and disperse all these annoying sword auras, these sword auras were like liquids that could penetrate any pore, and would immediately reattach themselves after being dispersed.

Since he couldn't break them up, Wang Xianzhi simply ignored it and sent a huge amount of punches towards Li Changan, but Li Changan simply used Arhat Technique to deflect all the punches.

The harder Wang Xianzhi struck, the deeper the wounds left on his body by the sword energy. When the Great River Sword Intentions were practiced to the highest level, it could hurt people without being seen.

The ground beneath their feet was torn and bombarded by the sword and fist forces. It was now shattered and mottled, and was no longer a sight to behold.

Wang Xianzhi tried his best, but was still in a difficult situation where he was being cut by a slow knife.

Suddenly, the sword energy in the sky condensed into more than a dozen flying swords, which rapidly rotated around Wang Xianzhi.

At this time, Li Changan used the Divine Tribulation. Wang Xianzhi, who had similar strength, did not fall to the ground wailing, but his mind went blank for a moment.

At this moment, Wang Xianzhi knew that things were going to get bad. How could two masters be distracted for even a moment during a fight?

Sure enough, more than a dozen flying swords stabbed at Wang Xianzhi at the same time. By the time he came to his senses, the sword blades had already cut through his skin and pierced into his muscles.

"break!"

Wang Xianzhi shouted softly and mobilized all the energy in his body to force back most of the flying swords, but three swords still passed through his body.

Once his meridians were injured, Wang Xianzhi's internal energy became much weaker. The three flying swords came and went freely. Soon Wang Xianzhi was covered in blood and his life was hanging by a thread.

Wang Xianzhi's three disciples saw this scene from afar and were all heartbroken, but this life-and-death duel was voluntary on both sides, so there was nothing to say even if they died.

Wang Xianzhi was far from dead, and he did not look angry at all, as if the whole world had come to a standstill.

The scattered Qi condensed into another Wang Xianzhi that fell to the ground. This was the strongest realm of a celestial being on earth, similar to Yuan Qingshan's transformation from one Qi into three pure ones.

It was obvious that Wang Xianzhi, who was scattered in body but concentrated in spirit, was no longer able to kill Li Changan.

"Li Changan, let me discuss with you how about leaving half of your luck for me."

Feeling that Li Changan's Sea of ​​Sacred Heart Technique was absorbing his luck, Wang Xianzhi had to negotiate with him in a polite manner.

"can."

Wang Xianzhi's luck was left to a shepherd boy who had a destiny with him. That shepherd boy would become a famous master in the world in the future, but this had nothing to do with Li Changan.

Wang Xianzhi walked towards the Heavenly Gate, but did not step into it. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back.

"You, do not need to seek revenge. Bury my master's body on the top of Mount Kunlun."

Yu Xinlang, Gong Banque, and Lou Huang knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and choked up, "Disciple obeys your command, and respectfully sends Master off."

Wang Xianzhi turned around and looked at Li Changan. "It is said that there is no second in martial arts. Now that you have defeated me, there is no first."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xianzhi’s spirit dissipated and turned into a flying rainbow. It was obvious that he had no intention of entering the Heavenly Gate at all.

No ascension, no reincarnation, no living in vain.

Gong Banque kowtowed three times to Li Changan and said, "I have followed Your Highness for three years and have benefited a lot. My skills have greatly improved and will benefit from it for the rest of my life."

"Now that the Northern Mang has been defeated, there is no one in the world who can rival Your Highness. Please allow me to follow my two brothers and leave."

Gong Banque served Li Changan sincerely, and the two brothers who came to find him also participated in the battle with the Grand Master of Beimang.

But now Wang Xianzhi died at the hands of Li Changan. Although both sides have made it clear that they will not seek revenge, Gong Banque would probably not be able to feel at ease if he continued to serve Li Changan.

"Okay, go ahead."

Li Changan has a strong army and is recruiting experts in order to have a decisive battle with the master of the Northern Mang martial arts world.

Now, neither Xu Fengnian nor the new emperor of Li Yang can organize a few grandmasters to fight as the remaining enemies.

Gong Banque kowtowed again, then carried Wang Xianzhi's body and walked away towards the northwest direction of Kunlun Mountain together with Yu Xinlang Louhuang.

Li Changan looked at the Heavenly Gate in the sky that was emitting fairy light, stretched out his right hand, and then there was a dragon roar, and a golden dragon roared out.

Deng Tai'a also shot out twelve flying swords, forming a gate-locking formation, which tightly bound the Heavenly Gate.

"I will also help to completely close this damn gate."

Li Chungang released his sword energy again, injected it into Deng Tai'a's twelve flying swords, and began to pull the Tianmen to shrink.

Li Changan's dragon-catching skill was so powerful that a long dragon coiled around the twelve flying swords outside the Heavenly Gate, roaring and pressing the Heavenly Gate smaller and smaller.

The immortal light emitted from the Sky Gate became weaker and weaker, until it finally became the light of a firefly.

As the last ray of immortal light was completely extinguished, the gate of heaven was closed forever. The connection between heaven and earth was completely severed from then on, and the immortals could no longer decide anything in the human world.

"Two Sword Gods, thank you for your help in this battle."

In response to Li Changan's thanks, Deng Tai'a and Li Chungang waved their hands and said, "We are just the icing on the cake. Without you, Li Changan, this battle cannot be won by just relying on me and Deng Tai'a."

Deng Tai'a bowed and said, "Your Highness, take care. I will send the old Sword God to death."

Li Chungang was going to die in front of Lupao'er's tomb in Fengdu to make it easier for Deng Tai'a to bury him. After his oil ran out, he would not have much time left to live.

So, what Deng Tai'a said was not wrong.

Before leaving, Li Chungang turned around and said, "Be nice to the people. Xu Xiao is not a good person. Don't learn from him."

After saying this, the two of them walked away together, looking carefree under the setting sun.

Watching the two people's backs going away, Li Changan also fell into deep thought. This world will soon be the top. I was an emperor in my previous life, and I want to be one in this life.

I should change my career in the next life, I’m a bit tired of it.

It seems difficult to find a career that allows you to control the power of the world, maintain the top ranking in power and wealth, and not have to work hard as an emperor.

Let’s talk about the next life in the next life. Who knows what the next life will be like.

The dust has settled on the Tang-Mang war, but the various armies and masters are still chasing the Northern Mang army. Such a pursuit will inevitably go deep into the grassland, and it will take more than ten days to return.

Li Changan came to the top of the city wall and saw Hongshu standing on the wall waiting for her. He was sweating after beating the drum all day.

"Eh...even the princess' sweat smells good."

No matter how beautiful a woman is, her sweat cannot smell good, but sweet potatoes are an exception. Not only do they have a natural fragrance, but they smell even better after sweating.

Hongshu brushed her messy hair and chuckled, "Your Highness is making fun of me again."

"Zhang Fuyao went southwest. He was too fast and our people couldn't keep up."

Having followed Li Changan for many years, Hongshu certainly knew that Li Changan was not looking for her to tease her or have fun at this time.

"Okay, you guard the city gates, and I'll go see this Saint Zhang."

As Li Changan was speaking, he turned to Nangong Pushe who was in a daze on the tower and said, "Let's go and avenge you."

Before Nangong Pushe could come to his senses, Li Changan had already walked dozens of feet away. She tapped the city wall lightly and followed him from a distance.

The border between Youzhou and Liangzhou.

Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian and Taoist saint who lived for eight hundred years, could not have imagined that the world had become like this. People's hearts have really changed.

Because he consumed a lot of energy in the battle, he was intercepted by Xie Guanying halfway. The other party blatantly said that he wanted to kill Zhang Fuyao to gain luck.

If it were his heyday, Zhang Fuyao would certainly not be afraid of Xie Guanying, but it is hard to say now.

Xie Guanying's lightness skills are really strange. He appears and disappears mysteriously and is hard to guard against.

"Old man, you have lived for so long, you must be tired of living, why not leave this fortune to someone who can be of use to you?"

Xie Guanying was very proud of himself for taking advantage of other people's luck during the battle. He admired his own self-knowledge.

But then, he couldn't laugh anymore, as an ugly ghost wrapped in a red robe suddenly rushed out from the side.

This ghost was as fast as him. Although he didn't do much, it was enough to make Xie Guanying uneasy.

"This, this is really weird..."

"I can't believe that not only is Saint Zhang here, but Xie Guanying is also here. This is such a pleasant surprise."

When Xie Guanying heard the voice, his brows furrowed and he became angry.

He tilted his head and saw a man and two women appearing before him like flying in the clouds. The one who was speaking was the woman in white, Tan Tai Pingjing.

"Tan Tai Jingjing, why are you everywhere? Not only are you trying to steal my luck, but you're also bringing Xu Fengnian with you!"

The ghost Danying laughed strangely, and was agile. With a gust of cold wind and a flick of its red robe, it trapped Zhang Fuyao and Xie Guanying in the negative energy.

Zhang Fuyao looked at the three newcomers coldly, knowing that this was a case of thieves robbing each other, and they were all here to seriously damage his vitality and intercept his good fortune.

He put his hands behind his back, as if he didn't care at all, and muttered, "In a blink of an eye, we are already thousands of miles away."

"Words come true, little baby, stop him!"

Luoyang exclaimed. Danying was the fastest among the few people, and he immediately reached out to pull Zhang Fuyao.

Stab it!

Zhang Fuyao’s figure disappeared in an instant, and this move made the ghost Danying stunned.

Danying held the sleeve that he had torn off from Zhang Fuyao in one of his hands, and turned it over with the other five hands. Then he sniffed it with his two noses respectively, and finally looked at each other with four eyes, trying to find the scent in it.

Luoyang flashed over and asked anxiously, "How about it? Can we give chase?"

Danying's two heads nodded at the same time. He was a ghost and had just left his breath on Zhang Fuyao, so he could be tracked.

Tan Tai said calmly, "Master, Zhang Fuyao doesn't have much energy left. His last act of speaking out of turn was also a life-saving trump card. If we chase him again, he won't be able to escape even if he has wings."

Before she finished her words, she found that there was no one in front of her, and then Xie Guanying let out a shrill scream!
A sneer flashed across Luoyang's lips as he watched Xu Fengnian suddenly attack Xie Guanying and directly cut off one of Xie Guanying's arms.

The current Xu Fengnian is really becoming more and more like His Majesty the Qin Emperor.

Xie Guanying screamed, then immediately used his Qinggong skills to escape in the opposite direction of Zhang Fuyao.

This man had great lightness skills, and no one could catch up with him except Danying. However, Danying still wanted to chase Zhang Fuyao based on his breath. The three men and one ghost didn't think much and immediately chased in the direction of Zhang Fuyao.

Although Xie Guanying had great fortune, he could not compare with the Confucian and Taoist saints of the past eight hundred years.

Xie Guanying knew the cultivation level of Xu Fengnian and the other two, so he ran for his life without hesitation after being attacked by a surprise attack. In order to prevent the other party from sending one of their men to chase him, he headed north to escape.

A quarter of an hour later, seeing that there was no movement behind him, he finally felt relieved.

However, when he was about to stop and heal his wounds, he suddenly felt a domineering aura attacking him from the north.

"laugh!"

The strong energy broke through the air. Fortunately, the distance was far and Xie Guanying was agile, so he finally dodged it and only got a little skin scratched.

However, immediately following this attack that returned the Three Points of Qi to its Original Energy, there was a blade beam several meters long. The sharp blade beam came extremely fast and Xie Guanying, who had just dodged the energy, was cut on the waist and was almost cut in half.

"What a rat!"

He roared angrily, then pressed his lower abdomen, which was bleeding profusely. He had two serious wounds on his body and was bleeding profusely.

"Xie Guanying, your death is coming."

Xie Guanying's eyes blurred, and two figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of him. The one in black armor and a red cloak was Li Changan, while the white figure had a delicate face under his hat, and it was hard to tell whether he was a male or a female.

It turned out to be his daughter!
"You...you killed my father!"

Nangong Pushe had a cold expression on his face. He didn't answer at all and chopped down with the sword in his hand one after another.

Xie Guanying lost too much blood and his strength was greatly affected. He felt that Nangong Pushe's sword was stronger and faster than the last one!

The thirteenth strike hit the left arm, and the fifteenth strike hit the lower back!

After eighteen stops, the Spring Thunder Blade penetrated into the collarbone and blood spurted out ten feet high!

Following Xie Guanying's scream, Nangong Pushe drew his sword and stepped back, watching Xie Guanying's dying struggle.

Xie Guanying fell in a pool of blood, his limbs twitching constantly, his throat gurgling but unable to utter a word, no sound coming out of his mouth, only blood foam coming out one after another.

Li Changan stepped forward and gathered all of his remaining luck into his qi sea.

Xie Guanying stared with red eyes, watching Li Changan suck away the luck he had accumulated throughout his life, but he was unable to resist at all.

Xie Guanying, a man with great ambitions, stopped breathing in a desolate wilderness and left the world with endless regret and sorrow.

Nangong Pushe bowed to Li Changan and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for helping me to achieve my revenge!"

Xie Guanying died, and others who absorbed their mother's luck, such as Wang Xianzhi, Tuoba Bodhisattva, and Han Shengxuan, also died. All of this was inseparable from Li Changan's help.

"To repay your help, I will always be loyal to you.

Li Changan saw that Nangong Pushe's emotional value had reached 100, but this full emotional value was more of gratitude and admiration.

"It's good to repay a favor. You will be my bodyguard from now on."

After hearing this, Nangong Pushe's body twisted noticeably unnaturally. Li Changan's guards were Qingniao and Jiang Si. She saw clearly what the relationship between these two people and Li Changan was.

However, she has not yet broken through the 19th stop, and she still has many questions to ask Li Changan. It should be okay to just ask Coach Wu.

"I obey my orders."

Li Changan asked Nangong Pushe to go back first, and he continued to chase in the direction Zhang Fuyao left. The eight hundred years of Confucianism's fortune could not be lost to Xu Fengnian.

Li Changan chased for another hour, relying on the powerful spiritual sense cultivated by his Sacred Heart Technique, he kept chasing the faint ghost energy and finally found Zhang Fuyao.

Zhang Fuyao was being attacked by three people and a ghost, and his Confucian magic was very difficult to use. Although his Qi was a little weak and he couldn't use the spell at will, he was only slightly injured now, which showed that he was very strong.

It seems good to follow one's words. I will try to practice Confucianism if I have the chance in my next life.

Ghosts have strange whereabouts and are the most difficult to deal with. Eight hundred years of evil spirits are evenly matched against eight hundred years of Confucian righteousness.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, the ghost's two heads became stiff at the same time, their mouths opened wide, and they let out a cry of pain!
His body was firmly grasped by a large yellow hand, with lines of Sanskrit written on the hand.

The solemn sound of Buddhist chanting emanated from the big hand. Li Changan's Buddhist aura made the eight hundred year old ghost feel as if it was being roasted. The charred flesh cracked bit by bit, and trickles of black blood flowed out from the cracks.

"Ow!"

A shrill scream resounded through the sky, and the faces of the two ghost heads became more and more ferocious. Long fangs were exposed in their mouths, and their scarlet eyes stared at Li Changan who was standing with his hands behind his back not far away.

Li Changan frowned and shook his head in disgust.

"Tsk tsk, Xu Fengnian, your sons are so ugly, and they are conjoined twins."

The six skinny and muscular arms were worn away bit by bit by the Buddha's light. Ink-black yin energy spewed out of the ghost's two mouths. All the human hearts and livers that the ghost had eaten for hundreds of years were transformed into this boundless yin energy.

"Baby!"

Luoyang cried out miserably, but was immediately pulled away by Xu Fengnian. Anyone who came into contact with this evil spirit would die.

Not long after, the Danying completely turned into a pool of pus and blood in the Buddhist sect's energy, and the foul odor stretched for hundreds of feet.

(End of this chapter)