Fang Daoquan said: "I am a descendant of Dayu, a descendant of the Si family!"
Lu Fanchi asked in confusion: "Dayu? A descendant of the Si family?"
"That's right, it was my Si family who built the Nine Cauldrons to protect Shenzhou! And since the death of Emperor Yu and Ziwei's return to the throne, tribes all over China have been divided! All the people in Shenzhou have been devastated, some have been killed, and some have escaped! After thousands of years, the current state has come to be.
Six Kingdoms."
"In order to avoid the war, my Si family took the Nine Cauldrons and lived in seclusion. This is a land of flowers, fruits, water and soil, where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment. But! You! These so-called kings! But you covet the Nine Cauldrons! You want to be emperor!"
"Three times! They harassed my clan's land and killed my clansmen! In order to survive, my clan moved all the way to Lijiang."
Seeing that Fang Daoquan's demeanor was getting more and more lonely, as if he was recalling the tragic situation in which his clansmen were killed, he closed his eyes to calm down for a moment, then turned around and pointed at the sky to vent his anger and cursed.
"But King Yu! Zhou Zan! You bastard! Ten years ago, they started war again and found Li Jiang. Do you know? How did those people treat my people?"
"Eviscerate him! Dig a pit and bury him alive! My Si clan's thousand-year-old magic techniques were burned to ashes one by one. My eight-year-old grandson was hanged alive! My medicine refining people are inhumane, so are they human beings?"
"Ten years of hard work, hiding incognito all the way, I ate pig food! I ate those pickled things, and became the national master, just for this moment! I want to kill these so-called kings one by one!"
Fang Daoquan walked up to Lu Fanchi, but the young man was unmoved. He could really feel that every word of the old man in front of him was pathetic, hateful and pitiful.
Lu Fanchi couldn't refute. He could only be a listener. He couldn't even have sympathy in his heart, and he couldn't indulge in it. How was Fang Daoquan's current behavior different from what he said about Yu Guo? No one could persuade others to put down the butcher's knife without doing anything for them.
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The emperor's hegemony is originally a purgatory, and Chu Muqing's Shura sentence is exactly that.
Fang Daoquan's clan members were the victims of this chaotic war, and so were the Chu family of Chu Muqing.
Fang Daoquan said again: "Lu Fanchi! I know you are different from them. Regarding Fan Qing, your character is worthy of my sparing your life, but if you stop me..."
At this moment, Fang Daoquan stretched out a finger and struck Lu Fanchi from behind. After a moment of silence, he saw the spiritual energy on the finger leaking out, and the palace three miles away instantly collapsed.
Fang Daoquan gave Lu Fanchi a slap in the face.
Lu Fanchi was not afraid at all and said calmly: "Fang Daoquan, I hope you can tell me how to control the medicine man. I can't let the medicine man trample on those innocent people."
Fang Daoquan smiled and said: "Innocent! Lu Fanchi! The king's crimes are the same as those of the common people. I treat them equally. They are not good people. Look, I am just a coax. I can even abandon my relatives and friends!"
Lu Fanchi clenched his fists so hard that his palms would bleed, until the sound of drums came from Qilong Great Wall, so powerful that it resounded through the sky.
The young man turned around in panic, which was the signal of the arrival of the armies of the Five Kingdoms.
Soldiers and horses entered the mountain pass, the Great Wall of Prisoner of Dragons was lit with beacon fire and smoke, Yuguo soldiers boarded the Four Beast Pavilion, and the four thousand-square heavenly secret crossbows were about to fire.
Coming from the east is Xuan Guo, with golden armor covering the mountains and plains, war horses trampling down the slope, and the soldiers' faces darkened, indicating their determination to never return.
The barbarians in the north went into battle shirtless, with animal bones on their heads and their faces stained with animal blood. They held a crescent scimitar and rode giant tusked beasts, roaring wildly.
On the top of the mountain, the Qingguo Flying Boat floated among the floating clouds. The people on the boat were dressed in white and black armor, wearing forehead wipes on their heads, and gentleman jade hanging on their waists. The general standing on the bow of the boat was wearing fluttering clothes, looking down at the heroes at a glance.
To the south, Shu people held three-foot bronze staffs and Gu boxes on their backs, singing loudly from the mountain pass.
Only a few people from the Wu Kingdom stood on the edge of the cliff, seemingly not intending to compete for Ziwei Star.
Fang Daoquan listened to the soul-stirring drum sound and said with a smile: "Here we are, finally here, Lu Fanchi! If you have nothing to say, leave quickly and don't come to hinder me!"
Lu Fanchi closed his eyes and shook his head: "I can't let you do this..."
Fang Daoquan said angrily: "Then let's fight! I want to see how you can defeat me in the bone refining realm!"
Fang Daoquan made a formation on the spot, and countless black hands emerged from the ground and came in surprise.
Lu Fanchi jumped up, turned around in the air, and his black hand passed underneath, then turned back and rushed towards Lu Fanchi again.
In mid-air, Lu Fanchi pulled out his wooden sword and kicked the sword handle. The wooden sword was hit by the force, the spiritual pattern flashed, and the sword body was wrapped with spiritual energy, scattering the black hand.
Before he landed, Fang Daoquan flashed close to him, slashed with his sword, and said angrily: "You can bear the resentment of thousands of Si people!"
When Lu Fanchi was still in the air, he raised his hands to protect his chest. A hand knife struck through his arms and shocked his chest. His internal organs felt as if they had hit a boulder, and he fell to the ground.
The ground was shattered by the shock of Lu Fanchi's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Even if he could recover, the pain of grinding meat would never go away.
Lu Fanchi slowly got up and said: "Fang Daoquan! If people are unkind, they will harm themselves. If God is unkind, then Heaven will be destroyed. If you act like this, even if you kill everyone, it won't change!"
"Ignorant child, do you know the grievances of my tribe that I hear day and night? Kill!"
Fang Daoquan thundered and hid his sleeves, raised his hand, and three thousand thunder and lightning transformed into countless green snake teeth, grabbing the ground and pounced.
Lu Fanchi clapped his hands on the ground and drew a spiritual barrier around his body to block the lightning strike.
The spiritual energy of both sides collided, red threads appeared in Lu Fanchi's eyes, and blood spilled from between his teeth. He used all the spiritual energy in his body, but the spiritual barrier still slowly shattered.
The green snake teeth suddenly penetrated and bit Lu Fanchi's whole body.
Seeing that the young man failed to fall down, Fang Daoquan laughed and said: "Are you using your immortal skin to consume my spiritual power? I will help you!"
After saying that, Fang Daoquan raised his hand to seal the seal, and a fire suddenly lit up behind him, turning into a flaming dragon and shooting straight into the air.
The flame dragon looked up to the sky and roared, rushing towards Lu Fanchi's head. The dragon's mouth opened wide, engulfing Lu Fanchi in the flames.
Fang Daoquan smiled disdainfully and allowed Lu Fanchi to struggle in the flames. Within a moment, he was reduced to ashes.
Just as he was about to turn around, a roar made Fang Daoquan look in the direction of the young man in surprise.
"Fang Daoquan! I'm not dead yet!"
In the fierce flames, the figure slowly moved forward, the hair on his head was still burning, and the skin that was originally burnt to charcoal black gradually recovered the moment he stepped out of the flames.
"You! Your immortal skin!"
Fang Daoquan couldn't believe his eyes. When Tang Xiu's immortal skin was burned with fire, it couldn't last even a moment, but Lu Fanchi's immortal skin recovered so quickly.
"Lu Fanchi!"
Fang Daoquan's eyes were full of pleasure, he wanted to get Lu Fanchi's immortal skin!
I saw him making secrets in his hand, and the spiritual power on the Jiuding behind him gathered all over Fang Dao's body and merged into one palm.
Boom!
The moment Fang Dao stepped out, a huge hole was left in the ground. The power of the Nine Cauldrons gathered in one palm was enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack.
Lu Fanchi wanted to punch.
In an instant, a spear fell from the sky and plunged into the ground, cutting off the path of the two of them.
Wind and sand were blowing everywhere. A figure pulled out a spear in the smoke and held the gun again to disperse the smoke and dust around him. His white clothes fluttered in the wind.