Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound. Before they could figure out what was happening, they suddenly heard a noisy and urgent voice:

"Run quickly, there are masters fighting in the city."

"Damn it, who is this expert? He doesn't even care about our lives."

"..."

Everyone was puzzled as to who could make such a noise in a fight, and was about to go forward to find out what was going on.

But suddenly there was a loud bang, and a two-meter-high wall collapsed, accompanied by a strong wind that blew away layers of floor tiles.

Everyone knows that this courtyard is a forbidden area within the imperial city. It is usually guarded by soldiers and no one else is allowed to approach.

Everyone speculated that some important person might be living there, but now not only did the guarding soldiers run away, but the courtyard wall also collapsed.

Amidst the flying dust, everyone saw two people fighting fiercely in the center.

One of them was dressed as a Taoist priest, looking elegant and graceful yet with a hint of evil in his appearance. The other one was wearing brocade clothes with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on it with gold thread. He looked like a person of inestimable wealth.

"Who is this? How dare he fight in the capital city, and with such powerful fighting skills?" This was the unanimous question in everyone's mind.

Before everyone could be surprised, they saw the Taoist wave his hand and the shadow of a divine beast appeared.

"what is that?"

"The divine beast Kunpeng?"

"Transforming Qi into form? This is a technique that only a late-stage Grandmaster can master. Judging from this power, that Taoist must be a Grandmaster without a doubt."

"Grandmaster? Does our Jin Kingdom have a Grandmaster?"

"..."

Everyone was horrified, and then they saw the middle-aged man opposite, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, slap out with one palm, and a vivid golden dragon came out from his palm.

"A golden dragon appears in the palm of your hand? The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Xiao Feng, that person is Xiao Feng?"

"No, I've seen Xiao Feng before, that man is not Xiao Feng!"

"There is actually another person in this world who can create a golden dragon with his palm. Who is he?"

Everyone was still shocked by the divine power displayed by the two, but the dragon and Kunpeng collided with each other in an instant.

boom! boom! boom!

I don't know if it was a sonic boom or a collision, or maybe both.

As the sound spread, the aftermath of the fight swept across, and the surrounding houses collapsed one after another.

Countless people were either blown away by the air waves, buried by houses, or injured by flying rocks.

A quarter of an hour later, with a bang, the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes flew out backwards and stopped after knocking down seven or eight houses.

Then the Taoist followed closely and shouted, "Zhao Kuangyin, it seems that your progress is not as great as mine. Why don't you stay here today?"

"What? That person is actually Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty?"

"Zhao Kuangyin? He's not in the Song Dynasty, so why did he come to the capital of our Jin Dynasty to fight?"

"Zhao Kuangyin? The only celestial being who never lost to Jiang Weichen?"

"It's not that they haven't lost, but the two of them have never fought each other at all."

"This man was able to fight Zhao Kuangyin. Could he be the Sword Demon God Jiang Weichen? But where is his sword?"

"Is the winner finally going to be decided between these two? Zhao Kuangyin is injured, and Jiang Weichen will truly be the best in the world from now on."

"..."

The discussions of the crowd had no effect on the two men. Zhao Kuangyin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and calmed the blood and qi in his internal organs. He was defeated. After breaking through the middle stage of the celestial being, he fought with all his strength for the first time, but he was defeated.

"Xiaoyaozi, I admit that you have made great progress, but if it weren't for the time of our fight, I would be too restless to say whether we would win or lose."

When fighting, all the past events kept coming to his mind, and he was restless.

That would have been fine, but he still had an illusion in his heart. In the illusion, Zhou Shizong Chai Rong pointed at his nose and called him a traitor, saying that he was disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust.

He had no regrets nor any guilt about coming to power through a military coup. After all, it was a chaotic era, and the emperor was a man with strong military forces.

The young Chai Zongxun was unable to control the arrogant and powerful generals under his command. Even if he did not take the position, those soldiers would choose someone else.

Unrest was inevitable sooner or later, so he had no regrets. He also treated the Chai family well afterwards and gave them privileges that ordinary people did not have.

But he felt guilty towards Zhou Shizong Chai Rong. It was true that he was good at fighting, but without Zhou Shizong's appreciation and promotion, he would not have been able to hold such a high position.

Zhou Shizong was his mentor and was very kind to him, but he eventually used the power given by Zhou Shizong to successfully replace the Later Zhou Dynasty. He felt ashamed of Chai Rong.

Therefore, when the illusion of Zhou Shizong inexplicably appeared in his mind, he was affected.

It was the appearance of these illusions that greatly reduced the power of his attack, and he was injured by Xiaoyaozi's palm.

Moreover, if he had not been protected by the national destiny, he might have sunk into the illusion and allowed Xiaoyaozi to beat and kill him, and the injury would not have been as simple as a minor one.

Xiaoyaozi snorted coldly, "That's the method that comes with the [Desire Sea Devouring Heart Art] after breaking through the second level of the Soul Devouring Realm: the Heart Demon Attraction!

You've done something wrong, and your inner demons have caused you to become restless. This has nothing to do with me, and besides, that's just one of my current tactics."

"Inner demon?" Zhao Kuangyin murmured softly, then said, "Yes, I was defeated. I can't kill Xu Wenbing today, but if you want to keep me, that's wishful thinking."

As soon as Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he flew away into the sky, and Xiaoyaozi transformed into Kunpeng and chased after him.

Everyone in the city was shocked when they saw the two people flying away.

They had heard of battles between powerful celestial beings, such as Jiang Weichen's battles with Murong Longcheng and Xiaoyaozi.

This has long been compiled into a vernacular novel, and there are storytellers who travel around the country, making a living by telling these kinds of stories.

They had only heard about it before, but now they saw it with their own eyes. Looking at the ruined capital, they knew for the first time how powerful the celestial beings were.

"Heavenly being, this is a Heavenly being, indeed, he has transcended the realm of mortals."

"What kind of body is that? It knocked down seven or eight houses in a row. With such a huge impact force, it only spit out blood."

"Xiaoyaozi, it was Xiaoyaozi who fought against Zhao Kuangyin, not Jiang Weichen?"

"Alas, if it's not Jiang Weichen, then when will Jiang Weichen be number one in the world?"

"Humph, even if it's not Jiang Weichen, Jiang Weichen is still the best in the world."

"He didn't even fight Zhao Kuangyin, and Zhao Kuangyin didn't admit defeat. How can he be said to be the best in the world?"

"Humph, you're stupid. Jiang Weichen defeated Xiaoyaozi, and Xiaoyaozi defeated Zhao Kuangyin. How could Zhao Kuangyin be a match for Jiang Weichen?"

"That's right, now there's no dispute over who's number one in the world."

In the past, when listening to storytelling, the biggest controversy was whether Jiang Weichen was the best in the world.

Once this record is compiled into a storybook and spread out, there will surely be no doubt that Jiang Weichen is the best in the world.

Jiang Weichen never thought that he would become the best in the world without doing anything.

On the other side, Zhao Kuangyin fled and Xiaoyaozi chased him.

In terms of speed, Xiaoyaozi believed that he was not inferior to anyone, including Zhao Kuangyin.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Zhao Kuangyin, but Zhao Kuangyin not only broke through the middle stage of the celestial being, but also used the energy of the dragon vein to temper the dragon in his spine, and his physical strength also increased greatly.

Zhao Kuangyin was determined to escape. Although his injuries were getting worse, his speed was not slow. He used the reverse momentum of the fight to accelerate and got closer and closer to the Song Dynasty.

Half an hour later, Zhao Kuangyin was seriously injured again and spit out blood, but he also flew backwards into the territory of the Song Dynasty. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoyaozi was unaware of the problem at all. Seeing that Zhao Kuangyin was seriously injured, he sped up and entered the territory of the Song Dynasty.

Chapter 564: Rebirth through blood?

Zhao Kuangyin witnessed Xiaoyaozi chasing into the territory of the Song Dynasty and was about to mobilize the national destiny to suppress him.

But he immediately rejected it and continued to flee in a panic despite his injuries, luring Xiaoyaozi to go deeper.

Half a minute later, just when Xiaoyaozi seriously injured Zhao Kuangyin again and was about to capture him, a heavy pressure suddenly descended. Under this pressure, Xiaoyaozi, who was originally flying in the air, instantly lost the ability to fly.

With a bang, Xiaoyaozi landed directly on a huge rock on the ground, crushing it with his feet.

But the pressure did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger. Xiaoyaozi's bones crackled and his legs bent slightly.

"You want me to kneel down for you, Zhao Kuangyin? You have such a big face." Xiaoyaozi roared angrily and stood up straight under the pressure.

But he found it difficult to act. Damn it, Zhao Kuangyin became more adept at using the destiny of the Song Dynasty.

Now they were able to suppress him, making it almost impossible for him to move, and this place was dozens of miles away from the border. It was not easy for him to escape from the Song Dynasty since he could not fly.

Not far away, Zhao Kuangyin barely suppressed his injuries, and with a thought, the country's destiny turned into a golden dragon.

"Xiaoyaozi, the offense and defense have changed. Under the manifestation of the Golden Dragon of the Song Dynasty's destiny, your inner demon can no longer affect me in the slightest, and you will also be suppressed by the Song Dynasty's destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden dragon that appeared under the command of Zhao Kuangyin suddenly rushed out from the opposite direction.

"Ang!" A dragon roar sounded, and the golden dragon roared and rushed towards Xiaoyaozi.

Its power is much stronger than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms generated by true qi.

Xiaoyaozi, suppressed by the country's destiny, had difficulty in moving, and his strength was even more suppressed.

There was a loud bang, and he was knocked away without any time to dodge, and his spine on the back made a cracking sound.

Zhao Kuangyin looked at Xiaoyaozi flying towards him and directly attacked him with a Taizu Long Fist.

Xiaoyaozi, whose defense had just been shattered by the national destiny, had no time to defend again.

A punch hit Zhao Kuangyin right in the chest. The punch, which was infused with artistic conception, was so powerful that it had reached the level of destroying mountains and breaking peaks.

The result of such a powerful punch hitting a flesh and blood body can be imagined.

Xiaoyaozi's chest caved in instantly, his back bulged, his ribs broke, his internal organs burst, and he arched his body, blood gushing out as he flew backwards at an even faster speed.

The Golden Dragon of National Destiny struck him with one blow, breaking his defense, breaking his spine, and knocking him towards Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin ignored his injuries and punched him with great force, breaking his sternum and rupturing his internal organs while he was defenseless.

There was a bang!

Forty or fifty feet away, Xiaoyaozi's body fell to the ground.

Zhao Kuangyin breathed a sigh of relief, coughed violently a few times, and coughed up some blood, which was faintly mixed with fragments of internal organs.