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  "Flame Sword!"

  Watching the invisible scorching blade slash over, Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat.

  This Flame Blade is no stranger to him, it's Kumojin's signature technique!

  But wasn't Kukai killed by his own few burning balls that day?

  Really?

  "You're Kumājīva! You didn't die after all?"

  Fang Chen took a few steps back, his hands clasped behind him, and his eyes narrowed.

  "You actually still remember me!"

  Ugly and still, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, gritting his teeth.

  This man was none other than the Tibetan Empire's national teacher, Gumoji.

  That day, in the lake, was burned by Fang Chen's several incendiary bombs and fell to the bottom of the lake, seriously injured, but finally fell into a state of apparent death, with the true energy in his body suddenly swelling like a ball, floating on the water surface and rescued by a fisherman.

  After waking up, Kumājīva killed the fisherman.

  Although he didn't die, one of his pupils was burned and became a one-eyed dragon.

  His left hand was burned off, his nose was burnt flat, and the skin on his face and all over his body was so badly burned that he was unrecognizable.

  Fortunately, his Minor No-Phase Technique unexpectedly broke through a minor boundary!

  It can also be said that I have benefited from misfortune.

  "Can't even die like this, is this donkey a descendant of Little Strong?"

  Hearing Kumārajīva confirm it in person, Fang Chen's heart was greatly shocked.

  Such fierce flames didn't even kill him, this Kumarajiva's life is too tough!

  "What? This man is Gumonji? The Tibetan State Preceptor!"

  "How did he become like this? It's so terrifying!"

  "It seems like it was Fang Chen's doing, but who is this Fang Chen? I've never heard of him before?"

  “......”

  When Fang Chen said that the ugly monk in front of him was actually the Tibetan national teacher, Gumonji, many martial artists present were shocked and discussed it endlessly.

  Everyone's gaze turned to Fang Chen, filled with confusion.

  Ding Chunqiu, Su Xinghe, Xue Mohua and others were all staring at Fang Chen in shock.

  Gumonji's strength is said to be the number one in Tibet.

  How did this young man named Fang Chen manage to injure him so badly?

  "Fang Shizhu, your flames were too fierce and almost killed me. However, I also made a significant breakthrough because of it!" Jiuzi coldly laughed and said, "To thank you for your great kindness, I will crush your bones to ashes and burn them into the heavens!"

  Kumājiva finished speaking, and with a whooshing sound, the flame knife in his hand slashed out!

  "This bald donkey actually broke through!"

  Fang Chen's heart skipped a beat, but he was not afraid. If all else failed, he would be buried under a mountain of rockets and flying soldiers.

  However, in order to temper his own martial arts strength, he will not use hot weapons unless absolutely necessary.

  Boom!

  Fang Chen threw out a punch!

  Surging fist strength, passing through the punch, colliding with the flame knife.

  Hmph!

  Huoyan Jian is a linear attack, while Fang Chen Fist is an area-of-effect attack.

  The Flame Blade, although weakened by half, still pierced through the Fist of Fury and struck Fang Chen's fist!

  Pfft!

  The knife's energy dissipated, and Fang Chen only felt a slight pain at his fist's end.

  "Hah, a mere Flame Blade can't hurt me!"

  Fang Chen looked at his own fist and felt a sense of determination in his heart.

  "Come on, you can have one of my punches too!"

  Fang Chen let out a loud shout, leaped into the air, and landed on the top of Jiumozhi's head, striking him with a single punch!

  This time, Fang Chen used the boxing technique given by Zhang Shangui!

  In front of him, a punch in the morning, a hint of solemn color flashed through Qumo Zhi's single eye, and he pointed out with one finger!

  No mercy!

  At this moment, Kumājiva's fingertips revealed a hint of invisible energy, and Fang Chen suddenly felt his hairs stand on end!

  "North Ming Divine Merit!"

  Fang Chen dodged sideways and withdrew his fist attack, slapping out with one palm!

  The big thumb clashed with the Wu Xiang Jie Finger, while the North Ming Divine Art was displayed.

  "Whisper"

  Silently and unnoticed, their palms touched together.

  "You... you're absorbing my internal energy!?! Refining it?!"

  The moment the two men clashed, Kumājiva's face turned pale in an instant, his single eye wide open, revealing a look of incredulity.

  "What's going on?"

  Upon hearing Zhūmózhì's voice, Dīng Chūnqiū, who was originally watching the chess game, suddenly turned his head and stared at Fāng Chén, with a fiery gaze in his eyes!

  "No, this is absolutely not the Xīn Yì Quán! This is Běi Míng Shén Gōng! Absolutely!"

  Ding Chunqiu looked at Fang Chen as if he had seen a treasure!

  For the Northern Profound Divine Technique, Ding Chunqiu had thought for many years. Back then, it was precisely because he coveted this technique that he didn't obtain the old man's transmission, ultimately creating the unorthodox and inferior "Transformative Power" which harmed both others and himself.

  Cultivating alchemy is extremely harmful to oneself and requires absorbing highly toxic substances at regular intervals, otherwise one will die from their body rotting away!

  The dead body was gruesome.

  The North Mi God's work is different, it can not only absorb others' power for its own use, but also has no side effects.

  Ding Chunqiu thought of this and lost interest in watching that game of chess, so he went straight to watch Fang Chen get up.

  Just wait until dawn breaks, then quietly sneak up and capture him.

  "It's so uncomfortable!"

  At this moment, Fang Chen's whole body was trembling, and he had a hallucination that his body was about to explode.

  This Kumārajīva's power is really too profound.

  He remembered that in the original play, Duan Yu absorbed the internal energy of Jiumozhi after he went mad from practicing the Easy Muscle Technique, greatly increasing his power.

  At this moment, Kumarajiva has surpassed one level compared to the original play!

  His inner strength is even stronger!

  At this moment, Fang Chen's internal force was like the oil in a pot, rolling and churning ceaselessly.

  He could only keep circulating the North Ming Divine Art, slowly absorbing the violent inner energy.

  But the opposite Ji Zhi was even more unbearable.

  The entire ugly body shook non-stop, eyes filled with terror!

  "Open!"

  Suddenly, Kumājī's face turned blood red, his whole body flashed with a crimson light, and he broke free from Fang Chen's grasp, collapsing limply to the ground.

  "A body of internal energy, now only half remains..."

  Jiumo Zhi gazed at Fang Chen, a look of fear in his eyes, his complexion pale and wan.

  At this moment, Fang Chen's whole body was trembling, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hugging the moon, slowly adjusting his breath.

  Ding Chunqiu saw this scene, his expression flashed, and he was about to grab Fang Chen when.

  Suddenly, Kumājīva moved.

  The non-dual finger points directly at the morning eyebrow heart of the breath-regulation method.

  Just as everyone thought Fang Chen would die, he suddenly opened his eyes and punched out!

  Jiumozhi had already absorbed half of Fang Chen's internal energy, while Fang Chen had absorbed his internal energy. With this mutual depletion and growth, how could Jiumozhi be a match for Fang Chen?

  He was immediately punched by Fang Chen and flew out backwards.

  What a coincidence, Jumonji's ugly body flew out like an arrow.

  "Who!?"

  At this moment, Murong Fu was thinking about what to do next, but someone suddenly fell on the chessboard in front of him, swift and fierce, knocking his pieces to the ground. The situation that had just started to look promising was shattered in an instant.

  "I'm going to kill you!"

  Murong Fu's eyes turned wild and crazy, he immediately grabbed Ji Moxi and threw him out, looking at Fang Chen.

  "You've ruined my precious Go board, you deserve to die ten thousand times!"

  Murong Fu let out a loud shout.

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