This feeling,
is like Lu Xun sitting in the classroom,
watching the language teacher on the podium vividly analyze Lu Xun's articles for him.
A small passage of text,
the language teacher analyzed a lot of profound meanings, metaphors, appeals, hints, feelings, resistance, anger, awakening, roar...
Mr. Lu Xun, sitting below, suddenly felt enlightened after listening to the lecture,
Oh,
so I actually thought of so many things when I wrote this article!
So I'm,
so awesome?
Ying Gou at this time,
really has this feeling,
Maybe,
this is the problem that you have to face when you live long enough.
King Chujiang obtained an ancient secret technique by chance, and spent a hundred years repairing it. Because the price was huge, this was the first time he used it, and he used it on the master.
Any coincidence actually carries a kind of inevitability;
And this inevitability is,
in terms of age and era,
in front of Ying Gou,
the contemporary majestic and stalwart King Chujiang,
is really just a little brother.
"This technique... how did you complete it?"
Zhou Ze asked suspiciously.
Looking around,
ignoring the space being blocked,
as if appreciating a piece of art,
Oh no,
it's an artistic replica,
the original author is himself.
"..." King Chujiang.
King Chujiang found it difficult to answer, he didn't know how to answer.
The embarrassment he had encountered in the past hundreds of years was not even one ten-thousandth of this moment!
Could it be that he should show off in front of the master how great he is, and how he spent a hundred years to restore your spell?
Is this showing off or slapping yourself in the face?
Seeing that King Chujiang didn't seem to want to answer,
Zhou Ze nodded,
and said:
"It's hard for you to complete it."
King Chujiang clenched his fists. Was this mocking him? Or was he recognizing himself to some extent?
Undeniable,
at this moment,
a little... flattered feeling actually appeared in King Chujiang's heart.
"I actually lost half of this technique when I created it... because there was a big loophole... for example..."
Zhou Ze reached out a hand forward,
three strands of baleful aura began to gather together,
began to rub and collide frantically,
the surrounding space seemed to be distorted because of this,
and even the surrounding darkness began to tremble.
What's even more astonishing is that,
after the darkness trembled,
it actually began to collapse directly!
This forbidden technique, which seemed to bring infinite despair before, was so easily broken!
"Boom!"
The darkness was completely shattered,
and the tens of thousands of evil ghosts who had been sacrificed for this forbidden technique had really died in vain.
Their sacrifice only turned into a role similar to fireworks.
Zhou Ze retracted his palm, feeling a little emotional, and said:
"It's hard for you... to actually repair a piece of junk."
"..." King Chujiang.
King Chujiang thought of a famous dish for the second time in one day.
The next moment,
Zhou Ze stepped forward,
and appeared directly in front of King Chujiang.
Actually,
most of the time, the fights between gods in the eyes of mortals, where mountains collapse and rivers flow backwards, don't exist.
Earlier in the yang world, the old monkey and King Chujiang's dharma body fought so fiercely, only because the old monkey was shining before his life was about to end, and he forcibly fought a fifty-fifty split with King Chujiang, who only used his dharma body.
It can also be said that... chickens pecking at each other.
When one side has an absolute advantage in experience and strength,
if you want to put on a beautiful duel again,
and create a picture that makes the onlookers excited and exclaim with enjoyment,
it's really, really difficult.
Why bother with something so complicated
when you can solve it with a punch?
"Bang!"
With one punch,
just one punch,
the aura instantly tore apart all of King Chujiang's defensive barriers,
and smashed into King Chujiang's face.
King Chujiang fell vertically,
and his body sank into the barrier of the small excrement and urine hell.
Zhou Ze fell down, intending to chase after him, but his figure stopped abruptly.
"This is... fighting!"
Zhou Ze's words were full of anger, almost roaring!
When fighting,
do you still have to take into account your cleanliness?
Fortunately,
just for a moment's pause,
King Chujiang rushed out from below,
and in the center of his palm,
a purple lightning appeared and struck directly at Ying Gou.
Ying Gou raised his foot,
and stomped down.
"Boom!"
The lightning collapsed,
and King Chujiang was kicked into the small excrement and urine hell again.
"Buzz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The small hell below suddenly began to boil,
you can't imagine how disgusting this picture is,
it's simply indescribable.
Then,
an aura of disaster, filth, and curse suddenly rose up and rushed towards Zhou Ze.
"Coffee."
Hundreds of black chains suddenly appeared, sealing off the surrounding space and completely isolating the aura of disaster.
"Newspaper."
The black air wave turned into an unparalleled strong wind and directly struck King Chujiang.
King Chujiang fell again,
Zhou Ze flashed and disappeared from the spot, catching up with the falling King Chujiang,
and kicked him again!
"Bang!"
This time, King Chujiang's body was finally sent to another place, smashing into the western mountain peak, and knocking a hole through the mountain.
Before King Chujiang could stop, Zhou Ze appeared again,
again above him,
again in front of him,
and kicked him again.
"Bang!"
The surviving officials of the Second Hall witnessed a scene that they might never forget in their lives. Their own king, the supreme hell Yama, was actually:
kicked from the sky to the ground,
and then kicked from the ground to the sky,
and then kicked down from the sky again,
smashing mountains,
smashing the ground,
leaving deep marks on the hard permafrost of hell.
Many places are popular for leaving the handprints or footprints of celebrities or well-known athletes. Beijing Sport University also has a Avenue of Stars, with champions' "footprints" on both sides.
This place can be used for reference,
preserve these pits,
and write on them that Yama was kicked here on a certain day, month, and year,
you can be specific to the minute or even the second,
so as to distinguish it from the next dense pit.
Kicked,
kicked,
kicked,
kicked,
without using any other tricks,
you get up,
and you get a kick,
you don't even have time to get up,
and you still get a kick.
King Chujiang was very aggrieved,
but this was not because Ying Gou wanted to deliberately embarrass him, the "Fake King Li,"
after all, he is a Yama,
not a dharma body,
his main body is blessed by the luck of hell,
and it is indeed terribly strong.
He had to save the old mountain ginseng,
so he could only slowly defeat the opponent's body in this way of boiling a frog in warm water.
This is the most labor-saving and energy-saving way,
and,
to be honest,
this process,
is also quite enjoyable.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The kicking continued,
and King Chujiang had already sensed the disintegration of his body,
maybe, it won't be long before he will be completely destroyed in this kick after kick.
The end of a generation of hell legends in this way is no longer just lamentable, it is enough to become a laughing stock that will be mentioned for thousands of years.
Like the Night of Istanbul and the fragrant champagne wafting in the intermission in the yang world.
"Boom!"
King Chujiang's body burned,
he burned his origin,
which Zhou Ze didn't expect,
and he didn't have time to stop him.
Burning the origin,
exchanged for terrifying speed,
King Chujiang flew out directly.
"He ran away, how could you let him run away?"
That inappropriate voice sounded again,
and it was still complaining.
Ying Gou was very depressed. Depressed people are prone to suicide;
but that person hasn't realized it yet,
if he didn't feel so distressed about taking another bite of old mountain ginseng,
would that Yama have a chance to escape?
You want the horse to run, but you don't want the horse to...
Ying Gou didn't say this, but it was too late, he couldn't take it back.
Because at this moment,
the two don't need to communicate through language at all,
because the two,
are one soul,
so,
that watchdog,
heard it.
"Hahahaha, horse..."
The thought of suicide,
the thought of perishing together,
suddenly became extremely strong,
so strong that Zhou Xianyu shivered.
This,
was naturally sensed,
and there was no pretense.
"It's okay, don't worry, chase after him, can you take another bite? If you take a smaller bite, I can accept it."
Back then in the yang world, before going to hell, Boss Zhou was stunned when he saw Ying Gou forcibly compress a huge dragon vein into an old mountain ginseng.
He also asked Ying Gou how he knew he could do this?
Ying Gou replied:
"I used to eat it often."
Right now,
Ying Gou ignored him,
and didn't take a bite of old mountain ginseng,
with a flash of his figure,
he chased after him directly.
Two terrifying auras
unfolded a chase game on the vast land of hell.
Everything,
seemed to have returned to a year and a half ago,
but back then, Zhou Ze was chasing Da Changqiu,
this time,
it was changed to King Chujiang.
It can be said that,
it really is the flowing prey and the iron hunter.
King Chujiang was running away,
Zhou Ze was chasing,
neither of them could hide their auras at this time,
as two of the strongest people in hell now,
they are now like two big incandescent lamps in the dark night, frantically emitting dazzling light.
Those who should know,
definitely know,
after all, everyone is not blind.
But just like the action that Master Xu Qinglang likes to do when he tap dances,
I can cover my eyes and pretend to be blind.
For example, this time,
King Chujiang flew to the nearest royal city,
the damaged city wall was still there,
and the repair work was only half completed.
King Chujiang came,
and the people behind him were coming soon too.
King Chujiang let out a roar,
"Song!"
However,
at this moment,
the gate of Song Emperor City was tightly closed,
and the formation on the city wall had been activated.
An old judge with only half of his soul left leaned tremblingly against the battlements with a gong and drum in his hand,
facing the high and mighty,
but now like a stray dog, King Chujiang,
"Clang!!!!!!!!"
The disabled old judge mustered up his courage and struck the gong in his hand,
closed his eyes,
and shouted hoarsely:
"Your Majesty, our king asked me to tell you that he is not in the city now, please go somewhere else!"
"..." King Chujiang.
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