Fang Jie failed to prevent Fang Henshui from eating the hearts of three flying fish robes in a row, not because he was not fast enough, but because after he pushed the red lotus out and imprinted it on Fang Henshui's lower abdomen, he was almost emptied in an instant strength! After tossing backwards, he didn't stand firmly when he landed.
At this time, Fang Jie had just awakened from the beauty of being an absolute strongman. He didn't have the vitality of heaven and earth in his body, and he didn't notice the effort when he was controlling the red lotus, but he didn't know how to control the red lotus until he sent it out. How tough. He concentrated almost all his muscle strength on his right hand before sending Honglian away from his fingertips.
And it was at this moment that he felt a slight change in the vitality of the world.
He had discussed with Qiu Yu before, if it is not feasible to just manipulate it outside the body if the vitality of heaven and earth is not introduced into the body. Although Qiu Yu did not deny his answer, he also admitted that it was extremely difficult. Because the vitality of heaven and earth has no owner, it can only be manipulated freely if it is transformed into internal energy. But at the moment Honglian let go, Fang Jie clearly felt that he had vaguely controlled some of the vitality of the world at the most critical moment, and led Honglian away from his fingers.
Just after he landed, he subconsciously recalled that feeling. Fang Henshui suddenly became ruthless, killed three Feiyupao in a row and swallowed their hearts alive. And every time a heart is eaten, Fang Henshui's body will undergo some changes. After eating the first heart, the scar on his chest gradually disappeared. After eating the second human heart, Fang Xie saw that the nearly exhausted inner energy in his body began to recover. When the third heart was eaten, Fang Henshui's eyes, which had returned to normal color, turned black again.
Fang Xie knew that he could no longer be allowed to eat people, he took a deep breath to calm down the churning in his body, and rushed towards Fang Henshui with his feet, picking up the Chaolu knife that fell on the ground halfway. With blood on his left hand and dew on his right hand, Fang Jiefeng rushed towards Fang Henshui like a wind.
At this time, Fang Henshui had already caught the fourth flying fish robe. First, he punched a bloody hole in the head of the flying fish robe, then leaned over and bit the artery of the flying fish robe and began to swallow blood. His body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few moments, a fresh life becomes withered. Fang Henshui dug out the heart of the flying fish robe, and swallowed it forcefully.
When he heard the sound of footsteps, he suddenly turned around, and as soon as he let go, the shriveled corpse in the flying fish robe slowly fell down.
At this time, the blackness in Fang Henshui's eyes seemed to be overflowing, and there were dark blue lines on his face, which looked particularly ferocious and terrifying. With disheveled hair, the clothes on his upper body have been shattered by the explosion, and the dark blue lines can be seen on his naked upper body, which are quickly connected into one piece, like a spider web growing in his body.
This terrifying change is very fast, and his whole person looks like a real monster.
Fang Jie could clearly feel the red in his eyes gradually fading, and he knew that he had to defeat Fang Henshui before returning to normal. The blood eyes made him powerful, but it was very irritating that he could not freely control the blood eyes. He increased his speed to the extreme, turned into a phantom and slashed at Fang Henshui!
Fang Henshui, who was dripping blood from the corner of his mouth, laughed out loud, as if he had fallen into madness.
He didn't dodge at all, but reached out and grabbed Fang Jie's Zhaolu Dao. Fang Jie's blade swirled slightly in mid-air, and with a sound of swiping, Fang Henshui's four fingers were cut off. At this moment, Fang Henshui, who fell into madness, seemed to no longer have a clear mind, and even forgot that Fang Jie was holding the treasured sword Zhaolu that cut gold and jade.
After he got the inheritance, his physical body did become stronger and harder, but he still couldn't stop Zhao Lu's blade.
As soon as the four fingers were snapped off, Crazy Magic Fang yelled in disgust, but he still didn't dodge, and directly blasted Fang Jie's chest with his bare palm.
Fang Jie's body bent back sharply, narrowly avoiding Fang Henshui's palm. While bending back, his feet kicked Fang Henshui's chest six or seven times in a row. Fang Henshui took several steps back after being kicked, but it didn't seem to hurt him at all. Fang Henshui, who had broken four fingers and been kicked a few times, became even crazier, roaring like a wild beast and rushed back.
Fang Jie turned around to get behind Fang Henshui, slashed at Ludao and tore a hole in Fang Henshui's back.
Blood spurted out instantly, almost splashing Fang Jie all over.
The blood fell on the ground, and there was a puff of white smoke.
Fang Henshui, who was suffering from the pain on his back, was furious, turned wildly and punched out randomly, every time he punched, a black lotus flower appeared. Fortunately, at this time, he has completely lost his sanity, and his crazy waving is not targeted. The surrounding land was blown out of deep pits one after another, and the dust and smoke filled the air.
In the dust and smoke, Fang Jie kept dodging the terrifying black lotus, looking for an opportunity to attack close to him, but at this time, Fang Henshui seemed not afraid of harm at all, just protecting his vitals, and the other places were hit by the knife. Totally ignore it. He punched out one after another, and soon the official road was full of potholes.
When Fang Jie dodged a black lotus, his feet were empty, and his body lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. At this time, Fang Henshui suddenly rushed over and grabbed his front collar!
The other hand, which lost four fingers, raised, and ruthlessly poked Fang Jie's heart!
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Fang Jie stepped into a deep pit and lost his balance. Just when he was about to stabilize his figure, Fang Henshui grabbed the front of his clothes. From this distance, Fang Jie could clearly see Fang Henshui's pure black eyes, the blackness was so thick that it seemed as if a black mist was about to overflow from the eye sockets.
Fang Henshui grabbed Fang Jie's clothes with one hand, and poked down fiercely with the other hand to dig out Fang Jie's heart. Fang Jie bent his body, kicked his legs off the ground on Fang Henshui's lower abdomen, scoffed, and flew backwards with his body, his clothes were torn by Fang Henshui.
Fang Jie looked down, and there were a few bloodstains on his chest.
He frowned slightly, stepped sideways to avoid a black lotus, and then suddenly threw the Chaolu knife in his right hand. The knife streaked across the air, as fast as lightning. Fang Henshui seemed to sense something coming, and subconsciously reached out to grab it.
But his palm has lost four fingers, how can he hold it
Besides, Zhao Lu Dao was too sharp, even if he had all five fingers, he couldn't grasp it. The long knife pierced his palm and sliced open his arm, with the point protruding from behind his shoulder. This might really make Fang Henshui feel unbearable pain, he roared a few times and his face became more ferocious.
Just when he was about to pull the knife out of his right arm, Fang Xie rushed to him again. Fang Jie, who leaned forward, rushed over like an agile cheetah. He lowered his head to avoid Fang Henshui's wildly waving arms, and the blood butcher knife in his left hand quickly left a mark on Fang Henshui's chest.
Fang Xie didn't back away again after he got the knife. The knife in his left hand cut Fang Henshui's body continuously at a speed that was hard to track with the naked eye. In just two or three blinks, he left at least twenty wounds on Fang Henshui's body. The severe pain made Fang Henshui even crazier. He waved his arms back and forth to release a black lotus flower.
Fang Jie squatted down and severed Fang Henshui's hamstring with two sabers. The moment Fang Henshui fell backwards, he swung his right fist and smashed it down hard.
This punch was powerful and heavy, and with a bang, Hate Water was completely embedded into the ground.
After successfully knocking Fang Henshui down, Fang Jie didn't stop. Instead, he jumped forward and stepped on Fang Henshui's body, sinking his head even deeper.
Fang Jie squatted down and pounded Fang Henshui's body with one punch after another. The smoke and dust exploded, and Fang Henshui's body sank deeper and deeper! With every punch, it seemed that the ground trembled. With every punch, a puff of smoke surged out from the deep pit.
When Fang Henshui had lost the strength to resist, Fang Xie raised the blood butcher knife high.
Aim at Fang Henshui's forehead where the skin was trampled to pieces.
but-
The knife didn't go through.
Because Fang Jie saw that the blackness in Fang Henshui's eyes had receded.
At this time, the red in Fang Jie's eyes had also disappeared.
He hesitated for a while, and finally got off Fang Henshui and sat aside, holding the blood butcher knife in his hand, but did not cut it off.
"I actually..."
A big mouthful of blood overflowed from Fang Henshui's mouth, he smiled bitterly and said, "So... I will lose to you."
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After the blood eyes disappeared, Fang Xie was completely tired. The previous attack had almost exhausted his strength, and it was still too difficult for Fang Xie to defeat a master who could kill Mo Wanwu. He was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his brow.
He sat on the side of the deep pit, looked at Fang Henshui who was already limp as mud and shook his head: "From the moment you returned to Chang'an, you lost...you are no longer what you used to be, but a lunatic. How can a lunatic succeed?"
Fang Henshui turned his head to look at Fang Jie with difficulty, panting and said, "I should have killed you earlier... If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. I should still be living in a fishing village in the south of the Yangtze River On ordinary days, when I patrol every day, I look at the fishing boats on the sea and smile happily... It's you, it's you who made me like this!"
"I?"
Fang Jie frowned slightly: "Why me?"
Fang Henshui gasped and said, "There was a murder case outside the fishing village, and those who died were all members of the Buddhist sect! I was ordered by the Ministry of Punishment to rush to Chang'an City to report the case, but was caught by Zhizhi on the way... and those members of the Buddhist sect People are chasing you! If you didn't kill them, how could I come to Chang'an!"
Fang Jie was startled, and after a long silence, he said, "Although I wasn't the one who killed those members of the Buddhist sect, it's not wrong for you to blame me..."
"If it wasn't for you, how could I have met wisdom!"
Fang Henshui roared hoarsely, but his voice was not loud. He tried to sit up and continue fighting, but he couldn't control his body anymore. His injuries were too severe. If it wasn't because of inheritance that changed his physique, he would have been smashed into a puddle of mud by Fang Jie as an ordinary warrior.
Fang Jie sighed and stood up slowly: "I won't kill you, but you should understand how the Ouchi guards will deal with you."
After speaking, Fang Jie turned around and was about to leave.
A trace of fear flashed in Fang Henshui's eyes: "I can't die... I don't want to die... I know many secrets of Buddhism, as long as you don't kill me, I will tell them all! Don't you wonder why I became Practitioner? Not curious about the fate of wisdom?"
Fang Jie paused, turned around and smiled, "You don't need to tell me, I already know... When you killed Mo Wanwu, you didn't notice that he left a few words on the stone. Fang, wise death, mouth ...Fang, naturally refers to you killing him. Wisdom death means that wisdom is dead. This is something we already know. Why did Mo Wanwu keep these two words? I didn’t understand at first , I haven't figured it out for a long time, but when I saw you swallowing people's hearts just now, I suddenly understood... The death of wisdom is not the point, Mo Wanwu just wants to tell us how wisdom dies... The word behind it is only half, it should be One word is right."
"Mo Wanwu must have lost his strength at that time, and he couldn't finish writing this word. You got his inheritance and became a practitioner after eating wisdom alive."
Fang Jie paused for a moment, and frowned slightly: "Buddha Sect, Wisdom, you... are disgusting!"