Chapter 175 Is the Power of Nirvana so Weak?

"Heavenly Way? Doing justice for Heaven? Ridiculous!"

Emperor Chongyuan laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. His face became ferocious, his eyes full of hatred, and he roared: "Fang Wang, right? You're here, today I'll send you to see your despicable and shameless brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Wang's eyes instantly fell on him, and a terrible gust of wind swept towards him, shocking him to take a step back.

Dong——

A shocking bell sounded throughout the imperial city, making people feel fascinated, and even the light curtain of the formation around the palace twisted with it.

Rolling thunderclouds gathered, and the oppressive power of heaven enveloped everything!

"Sir, what realm is this?" Xiao Zi asked nervously on Fang Wang's shoulder.

Fang Wang said expressionlessly: "Above the Mahayana realm, the realm of Nirvana, hide in my arms."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi immediately got into Fang Wang's arms.

A golden light suddenly shot down from the rolling thunderclouds, shining on the ruins in the palace, stirring up circles of dust.

In the golden light, a figure slowly descended, and he did not retain his vast momentum at all.

"Calling himself the Way of Heaven, you overestimate your own abilities!"

A vicissitudes of life and dignity came from it, and then an old man in a gray Taoist robe stepped out. He was tall, and his Taoist robe was embroidered with green lotus. He held a whisk in his hand, and his white hair was tied under his hair crown. Behind him, a circle of Zen beads were suspended.

Fang Wang set his eyes on him and asked calmly: "Tell me your name."

"My name is Qingshan Zhenren, have you heard of it?"

The tone of the gray-robed old man was full of contempt, as if he was talking to an ant.

"Senior, don't waste your time talking to him, kill him quickly!"

Emperor Chongyuan shouted angrily, and because he was too excited, his blood circulation was not smooth, and he couldn't help coughing.

Fang Wang's kick was so fierce that the hidden power was still raging in his body.

"I heard it for the first time. You are worth remembering because you will be the first Nirvana Realm I kill!"

Fang Wang said coldly, and then stepped towards Qingshan Taoist.

He deliberately shattered the buildings in the palace to force Fang Xun's wife and children out. His control of Yang Qi has reached a perfect level and can not hurt innocent people.

While walking towards Qingshan Taoist, he used his divine mind to search the entire palace.

On the other side.

The middle-aged palace maid hugged Fang Jing away from the battlefield. Suddenly, a hand pressed on her shoulder. She turned her head and looked, and she collapsed to the ground in fear. Fang Jing broke free. He wanted to run to Fang Wang, but was caught by a man in purple brocade. Before he could react, the man in brocade quickly pressed several acupoints on his body, making him unable to move or even make a sound.

"Sir, please let him go, he's just a child..."

The middle-aged maid begged desperately, but the scarred face of the man in brocade clothes was cold. He kicked the middle-aged maid out with one foot. After landing, the middle-aged maid fainted on the spot.

Fang Jing looked at Fang Wang's figure in the distance, his eyes full of despair.

In his vision, more and more monks surrounded Fang Wang, the sky gradually darkened, and the light on Fang Wang was being suppressed.

Fang Jing finally saw hope, but at this moment, his heart fell into unprecedented despair.

Because his uncle was getting farther and farther away from him...

The man in brocade clothes lifted Fang Jing up and was about to leave. He suddenly felt Fang Jing in his arms trembling violently. He subconsciously lowered his eyes to look, and before he could react, a strong momentum burst out from his arms.

"Ahhhhhh——"

Fang Jing raised his head suddenly and shouted hoarsely. He saw that the veins on his face and neck were bulging, and strange black lines like patterns appeared on his forehead.

"Not good!"

The man in brocade clothes secretly cried out that it was not good. Almost instantly, a terrifying murderous intent locked onto him. He subconsciously jumped away and turned around in the air.

He turned his head to look, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Fang Wang rushed to him at an extremely exaggerated speed. He grabbed Fang Jing from his arms with his left hand, and held the Tiangong Ji in his right hand, piercing his chest forcefully, and blood spurted along the halberd blade.

"Uh...ah..."

The man in brocade clothes was lifted high in the air by the Tiangong Ji, and blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably. Before it splashed on Fang Wang, it was burned into blood smoke by his yang energy.

Fang Wang's left hand shook, and the man in brocade clothes suddenly exploded and died, and blood spilled into the sky.

In the ruins dozens of miles away, Master Qingshan turned his head to look, frowning, and he was secretly shocked, what a fast speed!

He could feel that Fang Wang did not use some secret method, but the reaction speed of his body!

This guy's physique is not right!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Emperor Chongyuan shouted impatiently. He was completely insane and had no demeanor of an emperor.

Master Qingshan turned around, waved his whisk, soared into the sky, and flew towards Fang Wang, leaving only a few words: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Today, no one can save him. He will definitely die."

Outside the palace, a Taoist priest walked in the air from all four directions, shocking the soldiers and monks along the way and turning their heads to look at him, with shocked expressions on their faces.

What a strong momentum!

Fang Wang looked down at Fang Jing in his arms and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

He transferred his spiritual power into Fang Jing's body to help Fang Jing calm the surging mysterious power in his body.

In fact, Fang Wang had seen Fang Jing just now, but he was afraid of alerting the enemy because of Qingshan Zhenren. However, he didn't care about that when he heard Fang Jing screaming.

Fang Wang could make his yang energy not hurt Fang Jing, and even made Fang Jing feel warm. He looked up at Fang Wang, his little face full of panic, and he was still frightened. When he saw Fang Wang's face clearly, his eyes instantly turned red and tears could not stop pouring out.

"You... are you my uncle Fang Wang..."

Fang Jing asked nervously. He was too far away before and couldn't see Fang Wang's face clearly.

Fang Wang frowned, looking at the wound on his face, feeling even more guilty. He let go of the Tiangong Ji, took out a long scarf from the dragon jade ring with his left hand, and tied Fang Jing to his body while asking, "I am, where is your mother?"

Fang Jing was less than nine years old, thin, and hanging on his chest would not block his sight.

"My mother... is dead..." Fang Jing finished speaking, and he couldn't hold back his emotions and began to cry loudly.

Fang Wang's hands stagnated, and then he sped up and tied Fang Jing to himself. He whispered, "Xiao Zi, don't let him fall."

Xiao Zi poked out her snake head from the collar of his shoulder, spitting out the snake and said, "Young Master, please rest assured."

Fang Jing, who was crying, subconsciously looked at Xiao Zi, and was almost scared to death. Fortunately, he was tied to Fang Wang and didn't fall down with his head raised.

"Be good, don't be afraid, I am your snake aunt..." Xiao Zi comforted, and Fang Jing stared at it blankly.

Fang Wang turned around and looked at the flying Qingshan Zhenren. The Tiangong Ji beside him disappeared out of thin air.

"Tiandao Fang Wang, you want to take him away? Do you think it's possible?"

Qingshan Zhenren's voice came before he arrived.

Fang Wang twisted his neck, his eyes gradually became sharp, and the Yang Qi flame around him gradually mixed with white Qi flame.

Tiandao Zhengong!

"Escape? Who said I want to escape? I will beat you to death, and then force you to hand over the people who killed my brother and sister-in-law, including the mastermind behind the scenes, all must die!"

Fang Wang's tone was extremely cold, without the slightest emotion. While speaking, he walked towards Qingshan Zhenren step by step.

Rumble——

The earth trembled violently, with him as the center, the gravel within a radius of ten feet soared uncontrollably, the thunderclouds in the sky violently surged, and lightning soon appeared.

The extreme murderous aura enveloped the entire palace, making everyone silent, even the furious Emperor Chongyuan shut up.

Fang Wang abandoned other emotions and only kept the killing intent. This was the power of Douzhan Zhengong.

The reason why he gave up the Tiangong Ji was to make the people here feel despair. It would be too easy for them to kill them with the Tiangong Ji.

Feeling Fang Wang's momentum, Qingshan Zhenren frowned. He immediately waved his whisk and muttered something. In an instant, two phantoms flew out of his body, which were his images.

The two phantoms did not hold the whisk, but each held a sword.

Suddenly!

Fang Wang's figure disappeared out of thin air, and a terrifying strong wind hit Qingshan Zhenren head-on. Qingshan Zhenren and the two phantoms pinched the magic formula at a very fast speed. They waved the whisks and swords in their hands at the same time and hit forward.

Green light burst out, and three huge light characters appeared in front of them, namely Zhen, Zhu, and Qing.

The three characters overlapped at a very fast speed, exuding a vast and domineering aura, trying to stop Fang Wang who was coming strongly.

Boom!

Fang Wang smashed the three light characters with one punch, and his right fist was as powerful as a bamboo, hitting the abdomen of Qingshan Zhenren with one punch. The powerful force directly blasted Qingshan Zhenren into the sky and pierced through the thunderclouds in the sky.

This scene shocked Emperor Chongyuan and the Xuan Dynasty monks, as if they had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

Fang Wang rushed towards them without saying a word!

"Help!"

Emperor Chongyuan shouted loudly. The emperor of the ninth level of the Mahayana realm could not remain calm. He took out a golden umbrella and covered his head.

Thousands of great monks rushed towards Fang Wang together. The lowest level of cultivation was at the Crossing Void Realm. They manipulated their own natal treasure spirits and activated spells, but Fang Wang's speed was too fast, like a white incandescent light, cutting through the dark sky and earth. One monk after another was blasted into blood mist or blown away.

Fang Wang was as powerful as thunder, and he killed the Emperor Chongyuan. At this moment, time froze. Fang Jing tightly grasped his uncle's shoulders, and Xiao Zi used her snake body to tightly wrap around Fang Jing's upper body, with the snake head tilted back, as if it would be pulled out at any time.

Fang Wang's right fist smashed down with dragon-shaped energy, and the Emperor Chongyuan looked up, his face full of horror.

As Fang Wang's right fist fell, the golden umbrella shattered instantly.

At this moment, four figures attacked from different directions, as fast as ghosts, and came to the side of Emperor Chongyuan one after another, raising their palms together to hit upwards.

Four palms and one fist hit each other, and the ground, which was already a ruin, collapsed again. Countless rubble flew away, and the terrifying air wave rose up like a volcanic eruption, breaking through the clouds.

The wind was raging, the formation twisted violently, and the streets of the imperial city outside the formation collapsed one after another. The people fled in fear, and the monks cast spells everywhere to save people.

In the rolling dust, Fang Wang looked down at the five people below with an expressionless face. His fist slowly dropped, and the arms of the four people guarding Emperor Chongyuan began to bend downward. When Emperor Chongyuan saw this scene, his pupils shrank.

"Is the power of Nirvana so weak?"

Fang Wang's cold voice reached the ears of the five people.