Urban Madness

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Although he had been mentally prepared, a sharp light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes when he heard the name "Ji Yuanhao".

This world has never been fair.

For most people, your class is already determined when you are born, and it is difficult to change your life through struggle.

Someone is born king!

Ji Yuanhao, a man who was born destined to be a king!

As the young master of the Xuanyuan Ji family, he has shown amazing talent since he was a child, never forgetting, and amazing.

No matter how esoteric and obscure ancient books are, he can remember them once after reading them, understand them after reading them twice, and understand them after reading them three times.

When he was twenty years old, he had already read the classics in Xuanyuan Ji's library, boasting the strength of a hundred families, and his strength was unfathomable.

There are countless heavenly arrogances in the hidden Sejong gate, but they can't compare with them, and can only look forward to them.

However, Ye Fan's birth turned out to take away the glory that originally belonged to him,

Even if he made it to the top of the supreme list, Ye Fan was on the list of gods, eclipsing him and becoming a foil.

Ji Yuanhao, who has always been proud, couldn't accept this fact at all, so he sent Qiankun Longwei to catch Ye Fan.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan not only defeated the two Qiankun Dragon Guards, but also defeated the Japanese sword sage source Musashi, and his fame moved the world further and further.

Under the circumstances, the world will gradually forget him, which is definitely not what he wants to see.

Because of this, Ji Yuanhao made an appointment with Ye Fan.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

In the clearing, a burst of intensive collision sound came.

With bare hands, Ji Yuanhao used both hands to shake with Dazhi Dharma King's Zen stick, but they fought well.

He obviously also practiced the mysterious technique of body refining, his body is extremely powerful, comparable to the supreme magic weapon, and when he shoots, his fists are sturdy, his movements are open and close, he is domineering, and at the same time is mixed with the sound of tigers and dragons. .

Seeing this peak showdown, Ye Fan and Baili Qianxue were still hiding in the corner and did not show up.

Although Ji Yuanhao is the arrogant son of the sky, but the Great Wisdom Dharma King is not a good stubble, his Zen stick in his hand waved imperviously, like an electric light thunder python, sweeping away Ji Yuanhao from all directions to swallow him.

In terms of strength, this Great Wisdom Dharma King was faintly higher than Bone Venerable.

"Qianxue, who is this Great Wisdom Lord?" Ye Fan asked.

"Dazhi Karmapa, once an eminent monk of the tantric Buddhism, possessing a realm of heaven, but more than ten years ago he suddenly rebelled and turned to the magic sect, and stole the Buddha's most precious diamond stick! This diamond stick is rumored to be that year The instruments used by Venerable Bodhi symbolize the invincible bravery and the wisdom of the four emptiness. A single blow will have the power of breaking the mountains and the sea!" Baili Qianxue explained.

...

Just as the two were talking, the battle in the field also reached a fever pitch.

In terms of age, the grandfather of Ji Yuanhao is more than enough.

In terms of realm, he is a strong celestial power. Although Ji Yuanhao is extraordinary, he has not yet broken through the bottleneck and is still at the peak of his realm.

However, the two have been fighting fiercely for more than half an hour, and they are still equally divided, which makes the Dazhi Karmapa a little bit ashamed and angry. He did not expect a small baby to be so difficult to deal with.

"Ji's stinky boy, are you here to find the unicorn, why are you staring at Lao Na and chasing after him?" The Dazhi Karmapa panted heavily, and the long, high-intensity battle was not a small waste to him.

"You demon monk, you have done a lot of evil in the Central Plains, and you stole the treasures of Buddhism. The sin is very evil, and death is not a pity! But God has the virtue of good life, I will give you a chance to put down the butcher knife! If you immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, offer a vajra stick, and then Swear to be my Ji's slave, and I can spare your life today!"

Ji Yuanhao's voice is calm and peaceful, not slow and fast, but with unspeakable majesty, it seems to be able to destroy the enemy's fighting spirit invisibly.

"a ha ha ha……"

Hearing this, the King Dazhi, as if he had heard some big joke, let out a brazen laugh: "Ji's little baby, when Lao Na is in the rivers and lakes, you are still eating nai! Want to let Lao Na be a slave? OK? Ah, defeat me first!"

With that, the Zen stick in the hands of the Dazhi Dharma King wielded more mightily, and his body was shining with golden light, as if the Buddha's Arhat descended on the earth.

Although he is a demon monk, his kung fu is the most authentic tantric faculty, revealing a vast, solemn, and mysterious atmosphere invisibly, which makes people unable to help but want to worship.

"Huh...stubborn! In that case, I'm not welcome!"

Ji Yuanhao sneered all over, his aura rising steadily, and he became stronger several times than before, and shouted:

""Nine-Five Supreme Profound Art"-the emperor ruled the country!"

Immediately afterwards, a layer of shining purple aura suddenly appeared on his body.

Purple, the color of the emperor, dominate the world, don't dare to refuse!

Under the background of this purple qi, Ji Yuanhao also became otherworldly, as if he was a supreme king, who could break the world with every gesture.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

In an instant, he made hundreds of punches, with heavy shadows, and every blow contained the power of destroying the mountains and the mountains, tearing the sky, turning into a big net, and enveloping the Dharma King.

Seeing this scene, Dazhi Karmapa's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved the Vajra stick to protect his body.

However, these fist lights seemed to have no entity, passed directly through the King Kong Zen stick, and bombarded the Dharma King Dazhi.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

A series of dense sonic booms, one after another.

Dazhi Karmapa was shot by hundreds of machine guns. His body was shocked, and his body was bruised instantly, and every inch of his skin was greatly damaged.

If it weren't for his physical strength, this trick alone would smash him into a sieve and be killed on the spot.

However, Ji Yuanhao did not let go of the opportunity to beat down the water dog, his figure flashed like an inch, appearing ghostly behind the Dazhi Karmapa, and his right index finger pierced like a sharp arrow.

"One point!"

Ji Yuanhao's voice contained incredible dominance.

The sky is healthy, and the gentleman should be self-improvement!

The topography is Kun, and the gentleman should be worthy!

Dryness is heaven, kun is earth.

And Ji Yuanhao's finger seemed to have the power to control the world and was impeccable.

Even if Dazhi Karmapa had felt the danger behind him, he had no time to react. He only felt that a powerful force was exploding behind him like a volcanic eruption.

"boom!"

Dazhi Karmapa's body flew forward a hundred meters, breaking a dozen towering trees, and then spit out a big mouth of blood with a "pouch".

It took a few seconds before he reluctantly turned around, his face was like gold paper, his breath was decadent, and his whole body shuddered involuntarily.

The finger just now caused a heavy blow to him.

Not only that, Ji Yuanhao's domineering internal energy also invaded his body along the way, raging wildly, destroying his internal organs and the eight meridians.

If this trend continues, it won't take long for him to splatter blood here, and he will die.

As soon as he thought of this, a vicious and fierce light burst into his eyes, and he stared at Ji Yuanhao fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "Smelly Ji, are you really going to die with Lao Na?"

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy and swear to be my Ji's slave, the previous agreement will still be valid! Otherwise, you will definitely die!" Ji Yuanhao said condescendingly.

It doesn't matter if he confronts other people, the Dazhi Karmapa casually makes an oath, and he regrets it afterwards.

However, the Xuanyuan Ji family has thousands of years of background and possesses countless secret techniques. If he dares to shame, he might be better off than life.

For a moment, the face of Dazhi Karmapa was blue and white, as if he was experiencing a battle between heaven and man.

Suddenly, he seemed to have made some major decision, shouting loudly: "Little king bastard, I want to make Lao Na surrender and look for death! Lao Na will fight you today!"

After saying this, a strong aura of burning jade and stone appeared on his body, and he violently waved the vajra stick and shouted:

"Buddha has anger and turns into King Ming!"

"The monstrous karma fire, destroy all beings!"

The surrounding space was shaken and distorted, and a three-foot-high crack appeared.

The next moment, from this crack, a giant figure appeared, with a seven bun on top, braided hair hanging on his left shoulder, and an angry look, carrying a fierce fire on his back, holding a sword in his right hand and a rope in his left hand.

At the center of his brow, there is a huge vertical eye, which is terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Baili Qianxue beside Ye Fan couldn't help crying out in surprise:

"It's King Ming!"