Chapter 199: Stacking BUFF

When Wu Sheng heard this, he was immediately startled and quickly ducked away.

Then a sword energy surged out, lighting up hundreds of miles of Zhujie Mountain instantly like a sky fire.

With the help of the Qiantian sword force, the Lihuo sword force became more violent and manic. Coupled with the penetration of the eight meridians of true energy, the eight strands of fire were added together.

Like flames burning the sky, it instantly swallowed up Ling Xing's figure.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sheng immediately clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha!"

Fan Jian panted heavily, raised his hand to take a sip of wine, and flew to the side of the Dry Bones Pagoda.

Looking at the Lady Saint and Ye Qingqing in the Dry Bones Pagoda, he said:

"How are you two doing?"

The two shook their heads, and the saint said:

"It's okay, I just can't mobilize my energy."

Fan Jian frowned and said, "Go to the boundary first."

With that said, Wu Sheng and Jing Fan pushed the bone pagoda to the boundary.

Fan Jian looked around and realized that it was only those two quarters of an hour.

Wu Sheng had already led everyone to the Dragon Transformation Brahma Realm. Just now, the three of them were almost fighting beside a cliff with a height difference of tens of thousands.

Fan Jian frowned and looked at the withered bone pagoda and said in a deep voice:

"How about I try to break it?"

"You can try it!" Wu Sheng said.

Fan Jian nodded, raised his hand and gathered a sword energy to strike.

But he saw that the withered bone pagoda seemed to be alive, changing its shape instantly, and a door opened in the tower to absorb the sword energy.

Then he saw a sword energy bursting out from the white light that enveloped Gu Sheng and Ye Qingqing.

When Gushengren saw this, he was shocked and quickly protected Ye Qingqing in his arms, letting the sword energy slash him behind him.

A bloody gash was cut out of her body.

Seeing this, Fan Jian felt so distressed that he felt as if he had been stabbed by a sword, and said quickly:

"Yun Gu, are you...are you okay?"

The saint Gu shook his head and said:

"It's just a superficial wound."

Her clothes were made from Chi Lian Tian Luo, and Fan Jian didn't use much skill with the sword, so she wasn't seriously injured.

But the blood still made Fan Jian furious. He rushed forward and wanted to punch the withered bone pagoda, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. He didn't know if this thing would feed back to the saint.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Fan Jian couldn't fight anymore and was so angry that he panicked, "That's enough! Everyone is rushing to make trouble for me! Am I your father? What a bunch of them. Dog thief!"

When Gu Shengren saw this, he immediately sighed and said, "Fan Jian, calm down."

"I'm so cold..." Fan Jian was about to scold him, but when he saw the worried eyes of Gu Sheng and Ye Qingqing, his heart softened and he sighed and said, "Okay, okay, I'm calm."

"Brother Jian, why don't you go ask Senior Gui Gu! He might have a solution!" Ye Qingqing said while bandaging Gushengren's wounds.

When Fan Jian heard this, he immediately patted his forehead and said: "Look at my brain, I have forgotten to find professionals when I encounter problems! Don't worry, I will take you to find Brother Guigu right now!"

Unexpectedly, before Fan Jian could leave, a burst of white light suddenly appeared on the withered bone pagoda and was painted from top to bottom.

Gusheng and Ye Qingqing suddenly let out a scream.

Fan Jian was shocked and said quickly: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

"It's withered bones!"

Just heard a voice coming from behind everyone.

Fan Jian turned around and looked, and his heart suddenly shook.

It was then that Xing didn't have much good skin around him, and every inch of his skin was covered with insect-like tentacles. When the tentacles twisted, he looked like a bloody man, looking both ferocious and terrifying.

"Uncle Master!" Jingfan shouted in shock.

Ling Xing ignored Jingfan, but looked at Fan Jian and said: "The dead bones will wash away their spiritual thoughts. No one can withstand ten impacts. After ten times, they will definitely become idiots! How about it?" Do you want to come with me?"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth when he heard this, wishing he could rush forward and tear him alive.

But when Xing Yi raised his hand, Fan Jian said immediately: "Go, go! Go wherever you say, go wherever you want! Stop torturing them, I can go wherever you want!"

Liao Xing sneered and said, "I can't trust you!"

"You can't believe it, right? It's easy to handle!"

Fan Jian turned to look at Wu Sheng and said, "Hit me!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Sheng frowned and said, "What did you say?"

"I asked you to beat me! He can't trust me, and I can't trust him. If you cripple me, cripple me, he will trust me!" Fan Jian said nonchalantly.

"No!" Wu Sheng looked at Xing angrily and said, "Uncle Master, stop being stubborn!"

Liao Xing sneered and raised his hand as a gesture.

"You won't listen to what I'm talking to you, right?" Fan Jian suddenly stepped forward, slapped Wu Sheng on the head and said, "I'm the leader, and I'll hit you if I tell you to!"

Fan Jian said, turned his back to Xing, winked at Wu Sheng, and said via voice: "Injure me, I have a way!"

When Wu Sheng heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Okay! Remember today, the Sakyamuni Sect will not recognize you again!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and punched Fan Jianjian.

Seeing the punch pass through his body, Fan Jian immediately took two steps back and knelt on the ground.

Jingfan said in shock: "Donor Fan!"

"Fan Jian!"

"Brother Jian!"

Fan Jian quickly raised his hand, swallowed the congestion in his mouth and said, "I'm fine! Leave me alone!"

Resilience, one level!

Bloodthirsty Fury, Level 1!

Fan Jian stood up and said in a deep voice: "Come again!"

Wu Sheng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and threw another punch.

Fan Jian fell to the ground again and again, and stood up again and again.

Toughness must be stacked to 20 layers, and bloodthirsty rage must be stacked to 10 layers.

After bloodthirsty rage is triggered, the whole body will show blood-colored light.

In order to prevent Luo Xing from seeing the clues, Fan Jian did not swallow the blood in his mouth from the ninth punch.

Until after the nineteenth punch, Fan Jian's whole body was almost shattered, and he could hardly stand up.

Gu Shengsheng and Ye Qingqing had already burst into tears, and even their crying voices were hoarse.

Fan Jian stood up with all his strength, looked at Wu Sheng and said:

"The last punch, come!"

Wu Sheng took a deep breath. The hatred in his heart was about to ignite himself, but this punch could not hit him.

Suddenly, Fan Jian's voice came to his ears:

"When the light bursts out from my body, you will fly to the sky and pretend to attack to divert his attention. I will take care of the rest!"

Wusheng glanced at Fan Jian and immediately punched Fan Jian again.

The punch passed through his body again, and a blue light suddenly rose around Fan Jian.

At this moment, Wusheng flew into the sky and shouted in a deep voice: "King Kong Chen Lu Xiang!"

Lexing frowned, looked up at Wusheng and shouted angrily: "What are you going to do!"

Taking the opportunity, Fan Jian quickly swallowed the blood clots, and a red light appeared on his body again.

Then he raised his hand and took out a bottle of Ziyun Qinglu wine and drank it suddenly, and all the injuries on his body were healed.

He raised his hand and waved, holding the sword and concentrating his breath, and shouted in a low voice:

"Yuanrong Heart Sword!"