Chapter 2379: The Remains of the Martial Saint

Just when Fang Chen was stunned, the hand broke through the portal of the inner scene, appeared on his neck, and grabbed him fiercely.

The power of this grab was so terrifying!

I'm afraid that even an ordinary late-stage saint of Qi gathering would be crushed to death!

But as soon as the hand touched Fang Chen's body, it shrank back as if it was electrocuted.

Fang Chen felt that his martial saint appearance was triggered for a moment.

At the same time.

"What's going on!?"

A big dragon melon watched his magical power imprint become dim, as if he was asleep, and finally a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

How did his magical power that worked every time fail?

"Hey, don't play dead!"

A big dragon melon roared, watching the lightning whip waving towards him again, he frantically urged the power of the inner scene, trying to mobilize this magical power he accidentally got.

But this magical power never responded.

Snap——

There was a crack in the portal of the inner scene.

Snap——

The portal of the inner scene has begun to collapse.

"I admit defeat!"

A big dragon melon immediately raised his hand:

"You are very strong, I am not your opponent, I admit defeat, I give in."

Seeing this, the divine whip that was about to fall paused in the void for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.

The saints watching the battle looked at each other in bewilderment.

There are saints from the top 100 Blood Rain Tower among them.

There are also saints from the top 100 Seven Sun Hall.

There are many more who have been working in the Blood Rain Tower for many years, such as Ghost Face and Blood Disciple.

They were all stunned.

I didn't expect that a big dragon melon that has dominated the list for many years would suddenly become so vulnerable.

Lost just like that?

After Ghost Face was stunned, a touch of joy suddenly emerged.

Inadvertently meeting the eyes of the equally happy Blood Disciple, the expressions on their faces froze slightly, and each of them looked away with disgust.

"Why would such a saint come to the Qifeng District?"

Ku Fo stared blankly at the "big dragon melon" being taken away by the blood mist in the crowd.

He became extremely uneasy, because he had seen with his own eyes that the blood disciple had contacted this "Wu Shi"!

"Did you just... see what magical power a big dragon melon used?"

Cui Qingdeng spoke slowly.

Several people shook their heads.

They saw nothing.

Could it be that this was to control the ranking?

Cui Qingdeng seemed to have thought of this, and his expression became a little ugly.

A big dragon melon looked like it had deliberately lost to the opponent.

Just now, this guy obviously had a trump card, which defeated his magical power torrent in one go.

And why didn't he use it just now?

...

...

"The magical power of this guy turned out to be an incomplete martial saint's Dharma image...

But this Dharma image is probably not his."

Fang Chen's thoughts surged in his heart, and soon he had a clear idea and guess.

Although it may not be correct, it is almost right.

It is very likely that this "a big dragon melon" got an arm left behind by an ancient martial saint from somewhere.

Fang Chen knew what kind of existence the martial saint's Dharma image was.

It was a symbiotic body combined with the inner scene and the flesh.

If it was the arm of the Martial Saint Dharma Image that was left behind.

It was equivalent to the other party getting a part of the inner scene of that Martial Saint.

As long as the cultivation of that Martial Saint was far beyond the position of the Small World Saint.

This punch would naturally defeat countless beings of the same level.

Even his inner scene portal might not be able to withstand a few punches from the other party.

But unfortunately, he also had the Martial Saint Dharma Image, and it was a complete Martial Saint Dharma Image, and it was obvious that he had just scared away the incomplete fist!

At that time, the blood mist had fallen, and he and a big dragon melon disappeared together and returned to the Blood Battle List.

"Brother Wu Shi, congratulations, now you are the well-deserved first in the middle stage of Qi Gathering!

In the Qi Yang Hall, this is the first saint on the battle list that is passed down all over the world!"

Guimian congratulated repeatedly.

Saints such as the Blood Disciple also came over one after another, saying auspicious words.

And those saints nearby who had never crossed paths with Fang Chen also came forward one after another to get close to him, introduced themselves, and all kinds of flattering words came out of their mouths, which was not at all inconsistent.

As if they were not the top saints who could compare to the students of the academy.

"It was just luck, you are too polite, we are all friends in the future, help each other if there is anything."

Fang Chen smiled and bowed.

The eyes of the saints suddenly lit up, and they were even more enthusiastic.

"Brother Wu Shi, I..."

A figure slowly walked over, looking at Fang Chen with a bitter face.

"Ku Fo, you still have the face to come here?"

The blood disciple sneered: "Brother Wu Shi was just trying his hand and killed Da Tou, it was his honor.

You are not happy for him, but blame Brother Wu Shi? Is there such a reason?"

"Ku Fo, you are wrong."

"It turns out that Da Tou died in the hands of Brother Wu Shi, it is really a blessing, I envy you!"

"Old Ku, kneel down and admit your mistake!"

"Brother Wu Shi, this is my 500 inner scene Yuan Shi as an apology, please accept it, Brother Wu Shi!"

Ku Fo suddenly gritted his teeth and took out all his wealth and handed it to Fang Chen.

"Oh?"

Fang Chen reached out to take the inner scene stone, put it into the inner scene, and patted Ku Fo's shoulder:

"It's okay, let the previous misunderstanding go, and don't take it to heart."

Ku Fo was flattered and nodded quickly:

"What Brother Wu Shi said is so true, it made Xiao Ku Mao suddenly realize that if there is a chance to see Da Tou again in the future, I must give him a good scolding and let him know how worthy of bragging it is to die in the hands of Brother Wu Shi!"

The blood disciples and ghost faces frowned slightly, and when they looked at the group of guys nearby who were ready to make moves and were ready to say auspicious words at any time, they suddenly felt a hint of threat.

"Brother Wu Shi, can you come over and talk to me?"

At this moment, a figure slowly walked over. He did not enter the crowd, but stood far away with his hands raised and a smile.

There were several figures standing next to this person, and they were all separated by some distance. They seemed to have come together, and they didn't look very quiet.

Some saints subconsciously planned to scold him:

"Why do you call Brother Wushi over to talk to you? Do you think you are..."

He saw clearly the opponent's record and immediately shut up.

Because the opponent has three hundred wins and one loss, it is the one who "lights a green lamp."

Several people nearby also have more than 200 consecutive victories, and they are obviously the cross river dragons from Qiyang Hall.

He is on the same path as Brother Wu Shi.

"Everyone, I'll be back soon."

Fang Chen smiled and cupped his hands, then walked towards those people.

"Brother Wu Shi is so humble. It seems that even though he is from Wutian, he is still worthy of close friendship."

"I met Brother Long Gua once before. When I talked to him, he was always indifferent."

"Sure enough, the truly capable saints have an open mind."

All the saints present in the Blood Rain Tower praised him one after another, nodded their heads, and felt secretly happy that they could make friends with "Brother Wu Shi" for the first time.

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"Brother Wu Shi, let's take a step to speak. Many old friends are here. Let's meet together."

Cui Qingdeng cupped his hands and said.

"Easy to say."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile and followed them away cooperatively. (End of chapter)