Chapter 450 Arguing with God
"boom!"
The pen hit Klein hard.
"Click!"
The trident was bent at an astonishing angle, and the powerful force pushed the trident directly and smashed Klein into the sea water!
Klein's eyes were filled with disbelief - Aren't you trying to reason with me?
"boom!"
Klein fell down, and suddenly, the God of Sky Breaking came from behind.
"Roar!"
The sword roars like a dragon!
Shura knife! !
Fang Tian's painted halberd exuded a fierce luster, the red rabbit horse leaped high, and the man on the horse roared: "Diao Chan!"
One halberd and one knife, slashing directly to Klein's back!
"Damn it!"
With the instinct of approaching death in his heart, Klein turned around suddenly and pulled the trident back!
"boom!"
With each strike of the sword, the pole shattered like an indestructible trident and turned into dots of blue light!
The Shura Sword and Fang Tian Huaji struck Klein's body at the same time, leaving two hideous scars on his back that were deep enough to show the bones.
"Wow!"
Klein was like a ball being blown away, his dazzling divine body flying directly across the sea for a kilometer.
But before he could stop, his vision suddenly went dark.
That broad and well-developed back blocked the sun again!
"The child is silent, the strange power confuses the gods!"
"You don't say anything, you only need strange strength to make the gods surrender!"
"boom!"
The pen struck again. It was obviously a stationery, but it gathered terrifying power and guided the majestic force!
"boom!"
Klein was smashed into the ocean again, vomiting blood!
The power to be guided by thoughts and controlled by thoughts!
Countless times more powerful than the reckless man who only knows the violent tiger Feng He!
For a moment, even Lu Bu was silent. The hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd trembled slightly and he swallowed.
He turned to Lin Fan and said, "You think...should I read some books too?"
He had some suspicions that when he died at the hands of Cao Cao, it was because he had not studied enough...
This power of ideological guidance is so powerful!
"I'll get you a primary school registration when I get back, but now... let's join forces to kill this god first!" After Lin Fan finished speaking, he was about to rush off again!
Don't miss this opportunity!
But suddenly.
"throat,"
Lu Bu groaned, his figure suddenly slumped down, and he lay on the horse's back.
"What?" Lin Fan was stunned.
Lu Bu's expression was ugly: "I have no strength...I just came back from a deep sleep...and, for some reason, my recovery is not as good as this poor scholar..."
When these ancestors are sleeping, they can regain their strength bit by bit.
But ultimately, they rely on the incense offered by generations of Daxia people and their reverence to regain their strength little by little while sleeping.
This method of recovery is somewhat similar to how gods transform the faith of believers into powerful divine power. However, these ancestors do not force their descendants to become believers, nor do they require their descendants to serve them wholeheartedly.
Although Lu Bu is powerful as a machine gun, to be honest, his reputation in the history of Daxia is not very good.
There is no special temple to worship him, and there is no endless incense for thousands of years.
Although the people of Daxia admire him very much, they still cannot compare with Confucius, the master of all ages, or even with the seventy-two sages under the Master who have received the incense of all ages with the Master and bear the gratitude of scholars all over the world!
His recovery level is too low.
The previous battle had almost exhausted his strength.
Lin Fan looked at Lu Bu, who was so weak that his whole body was trembling, and suddenly said, "You may not have heard what the god said just now."
"What are you talking about?" Lu Bu said weakly.
"He said that Diao Chan is very moist." Lin Fan whispered in his ear.
For a moment, Lu Bu fell silent.
The body that was shaking due to fatigue suddenly calmed down, and the pupils shrank like needles in an instant.
A flame rose in his eyes!
The originally weak hand clenched Fang Tian's painted halberd again!
"boom!"
Scarlet evil energy soared into the sky, and endless power seemed to surge out of Lu Bu's body. Fang Tian raised his halberd high, and red flames burned all over his body again!
"How dare he say that to Diao Chan!"
"Damn! This guy deserves to die!"
Diao Chan is his forbidden love!
"Damn!!"
Lu Bu looked up to the sky and roared. He was originally weak and weak at this moment, like a demon, and his roar shook the mountains and rivers!
The scarlet eyes were filled with murderous intent!
Lin Fan's eyes lit up and he continued: "He also said that Diao Chan is a slut."
"What!"
"How dare he humiliate me Diao Chan like this!" Lu Bu's aura became more and more majestic!
"Hiss!"
The flesh and blood between the eyebrows was shattered again, and the scarlet magic eyes opened from the flesh and blood, looking at the god who was suppressed by Zi Lu's punch!
"Brother, kill him! I will crush his mouth!"
Lin Fan didn't need to say anything. Lu Bu whipped his horse and raised his whip, and the red rabbit horse soared into the sky.
The Fangtian painted halberd burning with purple flames rushed towards the god again!
Lin Fan grinned and rushed forward with the knife as well, while the ghosts and gods behind him let out greedy roars.
To be honest, Lin Fan felt a little guilty for a moment.
After all, Lu Bu seemed to have a bad mind.
It feels like I'm lying to a child... But now, we must gather the power of three people to kill that god!
Otherwise, if Zilu exhausts all his strength and fails to kill this guy, Klein can still rely on the moisture of sea water to recover!
The ninth-level Ocean God is too powerful!
Especially this battlefield is in the middle of the ocean!
And at this time.
Klein was like a sandbag, being punched all the way through the sea water by Na Zilu!
With every punch, Zilu made a point.
What the teacher taught him!
The principles of peace of mind and guiding strength!
"It's not surprising that a friend comes from afar!"
"How can you not be happy when friends from far away come to practice with you!"
"boom!"
"I haven't seen a strong person!"
"I've never seen anyone so physically strong that I can't break him!"
"boom!"
"When you see a good person, you think about it!"
"When I see my seventy-two sages, I think of the king of Qi who was beaten violently!"
"boom!"
“A gentleman is not powerful if he is not serious!”
"A gentleman must act harshly, otherwise he will not be able to establish prestige!"
"boom!"
That's what the teacher taught him!
Guide him in the direction of his life and let him use it to master the principle of power!
As the saying goes, you are not afraid of gangsters knowing martial arts, but you are afraid of gangsters being educated.
And after the big bastard Zilu became a disciple, under the guidance of that man, he became an educated gangster, a bastard who could control power with his thoughts!
Who says that scholars can’t do martial arts?
Not only is it good at martial arts, but the key is also the idea of controlling power!
In that era called the Spring and Autumn Period, when all the countries were parallel, that man who liked to teach others stopped the wars and allowed a hundred schools of thought to contend like a hundred flowers blooming. Only after his death did the countries dare to fight for hegemony!
It depends on thoughts!
The key is to be reasonable!
There is also the power to control thoughts, the huge fist used to spread the truth, and his own army of seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples!
That was the strongest man on land in that era!
No one can match him in terms of thoughts or the power to be guided by thoughts, and no one dares not to listen to his principles!
It has a powerful force with "benevolence" as its technology and "righteousness" as its concept, and controls its power with the idea of morality as its core!
His quotations when intimidating his opponents, as well as his calm words when facing the enemy's corpse, were even compiled as "whispering words"!
And Zilu was that man’s most proud disciple!
Whether it is the strength of the teacher or his thoughts, he puts it into practice!
"The Master said that if you let your mind rule by using magic, Yao and Shun could not rectify a country!"
"Only by using force with compassion can the strongest position on earth be stabilized and righted!"
"You alone dare to try to cut off my teacher's path!"
"boom!"
Zilu waved his fists while reasoning.
The terrifying power of Ren Jian De's back was fully vented on the god, and his two huge fists were like a violent storm, bombarding the glorious body.
The power of the fist broke through the waves, and the huge waves were shattered by the wind of the fist!
With the blessing of that truth, every punch becomes more powerful. The power guided by thoughts proves the power of the truth!
And the increasingly powerful fist also made his reasoning more convincing!
Zilu argued with God!
The gods were unable to refute!
In other words, I was beaten so hard that I couldn’t refute...
Although the way this argument is conducted is a bit perverted...
