The strongest collapse system

Chapter 847 Capture
"Who are you? You are also here to snatch the Qiankun cloth bag? I didn't expect a Qiankun cloth bag to attract so many people! But if you want to get this treasure, you have to step over my corpse!"

Monk Jingren didn't know Wang Fan and Hong Yi, but seeing their aura when they arrived, he knew that they were not ordinary people.

He looked at Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva again.

"Are you the master of the Golden Spider Kingdom... You have cultivated the Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva to a high enough level, even if you are no different from the masters and uncles in the temple. It has been a long time since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed. I haven’t seen this Taoism before!”

A look of nostalgia flashed in Monk Jingren's eyes.

Although his voice was resonant, it carried a trace of desolation and grief, like a hero who had swallowed mountains and rivers to the end of his life, making people sigh upon hearing it.

The young champion Hou on the other side had a calm expression.

He looked at Wang Fan with deep thought in his eyes.

"I know you. You are Wang Fan. You used to be a teacher in Hong Xuanji's residence!" Champion Hou's voice sounded.

His voice was very clear and his words were like pearls, which made people think of the sound of reading aloud in the academy.

Monk Jingren looked at Wang Fan with a strange look in his eyes.

It was a look of hatred.

More than 20 years ago, it was the Dagan army headed by Hong Xuanji who led countless Taoist masters to break through the Great Zen Temple.

"What a clever fellow."

Wang Fan smiled, seeing through Champion Hou's trick.

The champion Hou purposely kept his words vague, saying that he was a member of Hong Xuanji's family, so as to arouse the hostility of Monk Jingren and prevent Wang Fan from uniting with Monk Jingren.

"Master, although I once lived in Hong Mansion, I no longer have much to do with Hong Xuanji. This is a place of right and wrong now. It is a foregone conclusion that the Wugui Dao will destroy the sect today. You don't have to be buried with them. Come with me!"

Wang Fan still explained.

However, Monk Jingren didn't listen at all.

"Haha! You still want to confuse me? No matter how sweet your words are, how can you shake my heart? Seeing that you are also a master, do you want to use such words to shake my mind and defeat me? Young man, don't be a fool of words. Zheng, use your martial arts upright to kill me! Don't let me despise you!"

A smile appeared on the face of the champion Hou Junlang.

He achieved his goal.

His words were already preconceived, and a seed of distrust was planted in Monk Jingren's heart.

Monk Jingren will definitely not believe Wang Fan, but will think that Wang Fan has bad intentions.

"Master Jinzhu, you have cultivated the Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva well, now let you experience the martial arts in the Tianlong Bodhisattva sutra, the seal of the dragon and elephant!"

The Jing Nin monk roared, and suddenly pushed out with his palm, his whole body was as strong as a giant dragon and elephant.

With this critical blow, the black gold cassock all over his body swelled up, and his whole body grew by half out of thin air, like a Dharma protector in Buddhism!

"Stubborn."

Wang Fan sighed, facing this incomparably fierce punch, he lightly struck out with his right fist.

"Holy Fist, Dragon Elephant!"

A stream of mana surged out of his body and gathered on his fist. Suddenly, Wang Fan's fist seemed to transform into a two-clawed and five-cornered golden dragon, and sometimes into a huge white elephant.

This punch seemed to gather all the ferocity and power in the world, and it felt like an explosion of power.

Boom!

When fists and palms collided, Monk Jingren had no ability to resist, and was immediately sent flying.

brush!
Wang Fan turned his fist into a palm, and grasped the body of Monk Jingren from afar, which immediately made his body freeze in mid-air, as if time stood still.

"Leave someone!"

Champion Hou's voice came over, quite anxious.

He also didn't expect that Monk Jingren, who was a martial arts master, would lose with just one move and be captured.

The speed was so fast and so swift that he didn't even have a chance to rescue him.

"I hope that senior will hand over this person to me! The imperial court will remember your contribution!" Champion Hou stepped forward, blocking Wang Fan's way.

"I don't need the court's credit." Wang Fan said lightly.

"Then please forgive me for offending me, let's see the trick!"

After the champion said this, his hands immediately began to swing, and the strength of his fists seemed to be like a downpour of rain pouring into the wasteland, continuously.

The artistic conception of this set of boxing is extremely far-reaching, covering all directions, and it moves good fortune. There is a feeling that the sun, the moon, the stars, and the world can be mastered.

"Could this be the boxing technique of the Tao of Creation? It does have some merits."

While dodging, Wang Fan sensed Champion Hou's qi and blood transfer and the essence of moves with his soul.

No matter what kind of lightness kungfu and palm techniques champion Hou used, Wang Fan watched him from the beginning to the end.

As an ordinary person, there is no way to observe it!
But Wang Fan is different. The primordial spirit he cultivated can easily see through the spirit and blood of a master.

"Sure enough, he is a genius."

After half a stick of incense in this way, Wang Fan's body suddenly stopped, and he finally stopped and could not escape.

Then, he punched.

As soon as this punch collided with Champion Hou's fist, it exploded with a bang, turning into dozens of violent fist winds, bypassing the blockade of Champion Hou's palms, and imprinted hard on his chest.

puff!
Champion Hou couldn't bear such terrifying power, he vomited blood instantly, the stone slab under his feet shattered, and his whole body was photographed on the ground of the square, only his head was exposed.

"Calm down!"

Wang Fan did not kill him. He took a look at Hong Yi and decided to leave the opponent, Champion Hou, to Hong Yi.

After trapping Champion Hou, Wang Fan waved lightly, and the monk Jingren who was fixed in mid-air in the distance flew over sideways, with a strange posture, as if he was caught by an invisible big hand, and he couldn't help himself.

"Let's go!"

Wang Fan had plans to leave, so he greeted Hong Yi.

When Hong Yi was about to say something, a roar came over.

"Bastard, let go of that monk!"

Wang Fan turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

But there were two Taoist masters fighting, one of them was a black Taoist priest, and the other was a man with an aquiline nose.

This black Taoist priest is none other than Yu Wutong, the master of Wugui Tao!

When he saw Wang Fan arresting Monk Jingren, he immediately became anxious.

Under his control, two of the five corpse emperors separated and killed Wang Fanwei.

The two corpse emperors with golden wings and golden meat crowns are flying up and down, and each holds a golden pill in its mouth, which is a bit like the Five Elements Sword Demon pill formed by Peacock King Xingxuan.

This golden pill was so powerful that when the corpse emperor was soaring, he spit out this golden pill, and when it hit the opponent's Taoism and physical body, it would explode immediately, and then turned into dozens of golden sword qi, cutting everywhere.

After killing the enemy, the Corpse Emperor sucked back the golden sword energy forcefully, and it condensed into a pill again.

(End of this chapter)