Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 258
The forest is deep and foggy.

"How did you find this?"

Yuan Tiangang narrowed his eyes, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his forehead was wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and his heart was full of turmoil. He didn't understand how Zhao Wujiang found him.

Zhao Wujiang put his hands in his sleeves, stepped on the rotten leaves of the forest, and walked slowly towards Yuan Tiangang:
"As a human being, the most important thing is not to be curious about too many things!"

"Huh." Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly, threw the silly roe deer in his arms on the ground, wiped the stained blood on the coarse linen shirt, and said with a sneer:
"It seems that there is no one in Wei Zheng's lineage, and you are actually sent to lead the battle."

His eyes rolled, he looked around vigilantly, his fingers kept fiddling, and his words were all tentative.

"You don't have to pinch your fingers, I'm the only one." Zhao Wujiang smiled, but his eyes contained evil spirits. The sapphire bracelet on his wrist turned into a bronze dragon, gradually climbing up his entire arm.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he walked with mysterious and strange steps. With Zhao Wujiang as his central palace, he began to brew up strange techniques:
"Then you are rushing to die!"

The world in Zhao Wujiang's eyes was gray and white, only Yuan Tiangang's body was covered with purple and gold light clusters, and countless colored causal lines extended from his body in all directions, most of which were dark, dark and red.

He seemed to be winning in the courtyard, with empty steps, looking at the illusory Yuan Tiangang:

"In the past, I often heard them say that you, Tiangang, are amazing, you are the number one warlock in the Tang Dynasty!

Speaking of which, you and I have fought directly and indirectly several times, and I have never seen you perform any strange tricks. "

"That's why you were unworthy before!" Yuan Tiangang roared all over, trying to shake off the fear in his heart.

Although it wasn't long in the past, Zhao Wujiang now exudes an aura that makes his heart palpitate slightly.

During this period of time, he often robbed the power of life and life. Although it hurt the heavens and reason, he recovered a lot of his cultivation. Now facing Zhao Wujiang, he did not use martial arts to test, but used the skills he was good at as soon as he came up. Law.

He stomped the ground heavily, there was a roar, and the soil layer under his feet began to collapse and fly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a clay figurine over five feet high, roaring towards Zhao Wujiang, who was seated in the middle palace.

"Kun character, with Tu Lishi!"

Yuan Tiangang groaned: "Kun character, Tuheche!"

The five-foot clay figurine was rushing through the forest, with great momentum, the spring leaves rustled down, and the soil under Zhao Wujiang's feet also surged, as if trying to swallow him into the soil.

He didn't panic, as his luck was over [-], his skills were upgraded, and he was close to mastering the art.

I saw Zhao Wujiang stretch out his bronze right arm, put his two fingers together and pointed towards the southeast, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the forest:

"Xun character, grass and trees are soldiers!"

Beside him, flying flowers and fallen leaves fell, like a rain of swords all over the sky, roaring and blasting at the Wuzhang clay figurine and Yuan Tiangang not far away.

"Puff puff puff puff."

The clay figurine was riddled with holes and wailed, and returned to the dust.

The ground under Zhao Wujiang's feet stretched out big hands reaching towards the sky, trying to drag him off the ground.

Zhao Wujiang remained expressionless, pressed his five fingers down, and whispered:

"Zhenzi, lightning strikes wood."

The lightning strikes the wood, as fast as a law!
"boom."

The towering giant trees around seemed to be cut off in the middle, and they continued to fall down, pressing down on the big hands of dirt.

Zhao Wujiang stepped on the giant tree and flew towards the shocked Yuan Tiangang.

"Hahahaha. What a Zhao Wujiang!" Yuan Tiangang's shock turned into a smile, and his eyes lit up with gray fire, "I didn't expect you to be able to use magic skills, you are worthy of being a genius in the world!
If it was Li Chunfeng's old thing, he would definitely not fight me with tricks, but would just take the broken lamp he stole and use foreign objects to suppress me.

He didn't even think about it, if I didn't borrow the magic fire, would he be worthy of lighting that broken lamp?
You are still interesting, no one has fought with me for a long time!

Nanli is on fire! "

The seals in Yuan Tiangang's hand changed, his face was full of fighting intent, he opened his mouth and blew fiercely towards Zhao Wujiang, a gray flame was born out of thin air, turning into a sea of ​​fire in front of him, the sea of ​​fire distorted light and shadow, and burned towards Zhao Wujiang.

"The lingering fire of the night." Zhao Wujiang's luck was added to his body, like wearing a golden armor, and he used the flame of luck to resist Nanli fire.

The sea of ​​flames engulfed the vegetation in the forest, and he stepped out without any panic.

"Cough cough." Yuan Tiangang's face was strangely rosy, he coughed lightly, and he sneered and said:
"Zhao Wujiang, you are defeated! Competing with skills, you are defeated! Hahahaha."

Zhao Wujiang resisted forcefully, neither the five elements were born nor restrained, so in Yuan Tiangang's view, Zhao Wujiang lost to him in terms of skills.

"If you lose, you lose." Zhao Wujiang's face was calm, his eyes were like knives, and he approached Yuan Tiangang step by step, "You have raped for many years, I only studied for more than half a year, I don't think there is anything wrong with me being defeated.
Besides, you lost."

"Hahaha" Yuan Tiangang leaned against a big tree, the bark was deeply wrinkled, just like his current face, he coughed a few times, and his face began to look earthy:
"From the moment you appeared, I knew that in terms of martial arts, it would be difficult for me, Yuan Tiangang, to defeat you today, but in terms of martial arts, you, Zhao Wujiang, are inferior to me!
Competing with skills, you have already lost, so you have to show your tongue."

"Clap."

A drop of rain hit Yuan Tiangang's forehead.

"Crack, clap, clap, clap, clap."

Raindrops continued to drip from the sky, hitting the fallen leaves and broken trees.

"Rain?" Yuan Tiangang touched his forehead, his hands were wet, his hands were trembling, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Wujiang: "Why is it raining?"

The rain continued to fall, surrounded by the fresh breath of water droplets hitting the soil and fallen leaves, mixed with the special mist breath of rain and fire, Zhao Wujiang walked slowly:
"San Qi Sun, Moon and Stars, haven't you observed the sky?"

Yuan Tiangang's eyes were downcast, full of reluctance and despondency, he fled these days, thinking that no one could find him, he was too slack, but ignored the most ordinary things in his eyes.

"Zhao Wujiang, there's no need to hurt both sides. If I fight to the death, you and I will die together!" His eyes flickered, his fingers kept counting, and he said in a deep voice:

"You, let me go! I will tell you the secret of longevity!"

Zhao Wujiang has come close, shook his head and said:
"I'm not that interested in longevity.

All I want is your life! "

"If it wasn't for Wang Yifang's plan to seriously injure me, today I will kill you in this forest!"

Yuan Tiangang let out a roar, his cheeks were rosy, but inside he was pale, he was seriously injured and forcibly fought Zhao Wujiang, he was already weakening.

"You were tricked by him, it's because you are inferior to him!" Zhao Wujiang's face was full of murderous intent: "You can't kill me, it's because you are inferior to me!"

There is no phantom of luck behind him, but beyond this mountain forest, there is a phantom of Xuanwu that covers the sky and blocks the sun, straddling the sky and the earth.

The black tortoise spits water, and the flying snake creates fog.

The original dharma appearance was the law of the sky and the earth, but before that it was the image of the earth, not the law of the sky. Today's xuanwu phantom contains the real power of heaven and earth.

Xuanwu raised his head to the sky and roared, the roar seemed to shake the sky and the earth, but no living beings could hear it.

(End of this chapter)