Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"Alas." Wu Xingyun sighed, still hoping that Jiang Weichen could win, after all, he had done her a favor.

"Hahaha..." A creepy hoarse laugh rang out.

Murong Longcheng's face, which was originally as pale as paper and bloodless, now looked even more hideous and distorted. He had lost all his energy and blood, and his wrinkled and dry skin made him look even more terrifying.

While laughing wantonly, he came above Jiang Weichen and looked at Jiang Weichen, whose body was slightly flat and motionless on the ground below, with resentment.

Jiang Weichen's meridians were broken, and he could be said to have blocked his palm with his pure body.

This palm strike was not his full strength. After all, he had lost too much energy, especially his energy was not only sucked away, but also burned by the blood flames.

But the power was also not low, and Murong Longcheng was very surprised that Jiang Weichen was not blown up.

"Jiang Weichen, ah Jiang Weichen, you bastard! In the end, you were the first to step into the underworld. Are you satisfied with this result?"

After he finished speaking, Murong Longcheng was about to deliver a final palm strike, but as soon as he raised his hand, he no longer had the strength to launch a single attack.

Chapter 414: Cutting off heads for sacrifice?

Having lost too much energy, he was no longer able to resist the blood flames, which instantly invaded his internal organs and head.

Even though Murong Longcheng was a powerful celestial being with a high level of cultivation, the loss of blood from his body made his consciousness begin to blur, and he could no longer support his body in the air.

With a dull sound, he fell straight down from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily on the ground.

After landing, Murong Longcheng tried to struggle to get up, but was unable to move.

He had already foreseen this result when he was frantically infusing his energy and spirit into Jiang Weichen's body.

All the blood in his body was burned out, his flesh and blood had no life left, his body was equivalent to death, his soul had nowhere to rest, and his consciousness began to dissipate.

The blood flames eventually burned out all the true essence in his dantian, leaving no trace of blood and true energy in his body. The blood flames went out, but all his vitality was also taken away.

Before his consciousness completely dissipated, Murong Longcheng looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Damn God! You still couldn't stop me after all! Even if I die here today, I finally defeated you once! My great cause of restoring my country has finally been realized! Hahahaha..."

Filled with resentment and unwillingness, Murong Longcheng shouted these words with his last bit of strength.

Then, he glanced at Jiang Weichen who was not far away, "It's really unbearable that I died before you."

Jiang Weichen was bound to die, but he couldn't see it. Murong Longcheng slowly lowered his head.

Then, the dry skin all over his body began to spontaneously combust due to the high temperature of the blood flames burning inside. Without blood and moisture, in just a short moment, Murong Longcheng's flesh and blood body was reduced to a charred skeleton.

"Did they die together?" Duan Siping, Li Canghai and others were surprised. They thought Jiang Weichen had been defeated.

But unexpectedly, Murong Longcheng died first.

Several people looked at Jiang Weichen who was lying on the ground with a faint breath.

After taking a look with their spiritual sense, they all shook their heads and said there was no hope.

Wang Yuyan saw that Murong Longcheng was dead, and then looked at Murong Fu who was unconscious and had just received treatment.

"Go, cut off Jiang Weichen's head as a sacrifice to Your Majesty." Wang Yuyan said.

Xiao Yuanshan beside him took the order and went out. Those who were converted by Murong Longcheng first obeyed him, then Murong Fu, and then her, the Crown Princess.

Wang Yuyan didn't notice that Xiao Yuanshan's eyes flickered when he left, and when Murong Longcheng died, the image of Buddha in his mind also disappeared.

His realm is profound and the time he was converted is short. Now that the consciousness left by Murong Longcheng has dissipated, he has begun to slowly recover his own thoughts. In a few days, he will be able to completely get rid of the influence.

Xiao Yuanshan walked towards Jiang Weichen. Just after taking two steps, a voice suddenly came.

"Stop, let's see who dares." Taoist Qingyun was still worried, so he didn't leave early. Instead, he came to the east gate and hid in the crowd.

He couldn't get involved in the previous battle, but he couldn't bear it any longer this time. How could he just watch others take advantage of him?

He knew that Jiang Weichen's skills were good at healing wounds. Although the injury was serious, he might still be able to survive.

"Kill him." Wang Yuyan ordered.

"You try it." Taoist Qingyun's spiritual consciousness directly entered Wang Yuyan's sea of ​​consciousness and shouted suddenly.

Wang Yuyan was stunned immediately. Although Qing Yunzi only had innate skills, he was a grandmaster and had spiritual awareness.

Taoist Qingyun was a little panicked inside. Damn it, he didn't know how to attack with his spiritual consciousness, and he didn't even know how to control people with hypnosis. Apart from using his spiritual consciousness to gain enlightenment through observing the world outside, he could only scare people.

Qingyun looked at Jiang Weichen next to him. If he had known earlier, he would have shamelessly asked for advice. He knew that Jiang Weichen had a method of transmitting sound and searching souls, which could be combined with the power of the mind to control others.

But he didn't take it seriously before, and now when the time comes to use his skills, he is helpless.

Wang Yuyan looked at Li Canghai on the city wall. Seeing his face that looked almost identical to hers, she asked, "Are you my grandmother?"

"I guess so. To be exact, I am your aunt and your grandmother is my sister." Li Canghai smiled and replied.

"Please help me, aunt. I want to kill him to avenge my ancestors." Wang Yuyan bowed.

Taoist Qingyun looked at Li Canghai on the city wall. Is this the Li Canghai that Zhang Ziyang mentioned?

"It's over, Jiang kid. I told you to run away, but you didn't. Now I can't even keep your body."

Jiang Weichen on the ground still had a faint consciousness. He was speechless when he heard the words of Taoist Qingyun, "I'm not dead yet."

However, he seemed to be close to death. His dantian was shattered, his power was lost, his meridians were severed, his internal organs were severely damaged, and many bones in his body were broken.

Murong Longcheng's palm strike almost flattened him. If the original Qi of the Heavenly Silkworm was not lost, there was still hope of slowly recovering from the injury with the help of Rong's state of mind.

But at this time, he had lost all his skills and his spiritual power was exhausted. There was nothing else he could do.

Li Canghai on the city wall had not yet responded when a voice came from the official road in the distance.

"Does the layman want revenge or does he want to win over the people? If it's the former, the old Taoist will accept it.

If it's the latter, then there's no need. Murong Longcheng traveled the world and sat in the court, so if he died, he died. I don't think there would be anyone loyal to him."

"Zhang Ziyang, where have you been? Why are you here just now?" Taoist Qingyun shouted.

The person who came was Zhang Ziyang. He was helpless. When he learned about Jiang Weichen's invitation to fight, he also sent a message to Ziyun Peak to persuade him.

However, the reply from the other side said that Jiang Weichen had left Ziyun Peak for a long time, and he was helpless.

He had to rush over today to check out the situation. It was clearly agreed that the decisive battle would take place on September 9th, but today was just dawn. He thought he had come early, but the two men had already started fighting before daybreak.

Zhang Ziyang quickly came to Jiang Weichen's side. After a thorough examination, his face looked extremely solemn. He asked, "Young friend, is it possible that you will recover?"

Jiang Weichen was too weak to shake his head, and his consciousness transmitted a voice: "I have lost all my power now, and my injuries are too severe. My vitality is fading, and I may not be able to hold on for much longer."

There is great fortune in great misfortune. It seems that we cannot trust the hexagrams too much.

He is about to die, but he has not seen Daji.

He knew the severity of his injury very well, and no one in the world could heal him.

As for opportunity, Murong Longcheng's memories can barely be considered as such. Although they are fragmentary, they contain most of his life experiences and insights into martial arts.

But all of this can only be considered as an opportunity if you are still alive.

"Alas." Zhang Ziyang sighed helplessly. His injuries were too severe, and he could not do anything. "My friend, if you have any last words, I will do my best to fulfill them for you."

"Last words?" Jiang Weichen thought about it. The Supreme Alliance was not his concern. He had left enough inheritance, which had given them a higher starting point than others. Everyone had his own destiny. He would not ask Zhang Ziyang for protection.

Chunhua, his adopted sister, also has some ability to protect herself.

It was her blessing to meet me, which made her grow from a maid into a master who is now at the peak of the innate realm and is about to break through to the grandmaster level.

How she will develop in the future depends entirely on her luck, and even if she doesn't remind herself, Qingyun will still take care of her.

His second uncle's family lived in seclusion in the Taihang Mountains, so he didn't need to worry about them.

After much thought, the only woman in the East Palace who made him feel somewhat close was most likely his sister Xiaohe.

This is my only concern, but if I die, what's the point of recognizing her? It will only add to her sorrow.

Moreover, he has killed countless people in his life, and letting people know that he has such a sister in the world will only increase his danger.

Zhang Ziyang and Qingyun can protect her temporarily, but they cannot protect her all the time. If that is the case, it is better not to acknowledge her.

Apart from Xiaohe, he seemed to have no other concerns except himself.

Thinking about the need to understand the mystery of life and death when practicing [Heavenly Silkworm Magic Art] [Sixth Circulation], the artistic conception of withering and flourishing also needs to be revived in extinction.

But he had no idea how to revive from the extinction. His injuries were too severe and his vitality was fading. He would die soon.

But after death, does he still have consciousness? How can he understand without consciousness?

Even if his consciousness or soul had not dissipated at the time of his death, how could he possibly understand it in such a short period of time?

Without any previous experience, Jiang Weichen was a little confused, but this was his only chance of survival, otherwise he would die.

He has earned it by living one more life. Although he is reluctant, his life is still wonderful. In his previous life, he has seen the prosperity of the city and the busyness of the world.

I am very lucky to have witnessed the wonders of martial arts in this life and fulfilled my dream of being a martial arts hero.

Thinking of this, his mentality suddenly relaxed.

"Master, Taoist Qingyun, I have no other requests, but please be sure to preserve my body and choose a good feng shui location for my burial."

Ps: The protagonist died, and Tian Long ended, but it will not be dormant until The Legend of the Condor Heroes, there is still a plot in between.

Chapter 415 Wang Yuyan's Choice

Jiang Weichen's voice reached the minds of Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang at the same time. Both of them were trustworthy people.

If he died, no matter whether others wanted inheritance or revenge, he would definitely not rest in peace after death.

But these two are both grandmasters. Now, except for Xiaoyaozi, Fuyaozi and Duan Siping, they are already top-level powerhouses. Even Li Canghai and Zhang Ziyang can fight against them.

But Xiaoyaozi and Duan Siping should not destroy his body. If these two do not take action, it will not be difficult for Zhang Ziyang and Taoist Qingyun to keep his body intact.

After saying this, Jiang Weichen took the initiative to disperse the remaining vitality, and his heartbeat and blood circulation gradually stopped.

"Jiang boy, don't be so pessimistic. As long as there is no..."

"Qingyun, Jiang Xiaoyou has already gone." Zhang Ziyang interrupted Qingyun's comforting words.

Qingyun was startled, and with a quick glance of his spiritual sense, his eyes instantly turned red, and he said in a choked voice: "Jiang boy, it was the old Taoist who harmed you."

Zhang Ziyang was also a little sad. The two had only known each other for less than a year, but they got along quite well.

The most important thing is that Jiang Weichen was kind to him and continued his path.

Zhang Ziyang looked at Wang Yuyan and said, "He's dead. I want to take him away. Do you have any objections?"