Chapter 659 Fight

The tiger moves forward, and the plum blossoms look forward.

This was the second time Zhao Gongming and Master Ran Deng met.

But strictly speaking, it was the first time they really looked at each other.

"Daoyou, how are you?"

Zhao Gongming looked at Randeng without saying anything.

Ran Deng smiled faintly, raised his hand and bowed, saying, "Back in the Primal Chaos Dimension, I and you once fought side by side against the tyrant emperor. How could you now turn around and join the tyrant emperor's army, wreaking havoc on the world with him? This is truly unwise."

Lord Zhao's face was expressionless. He looked at Ran Deng and said slowly, "Are you done?"

Ran Deng smiled and said, "Although I don't know the reason, if you have any difficulties, please tell me. Even if that evil king has something against you, he might not be able to solve the problem. I will report this to the sage Yuanshi Tianzun and ask him to help you resolve your difficulties. What do you think?"

Zhao Gongming said coldly again: "Are you done? If you are, come here and die."

Ran Deng's eyelids twitched, and then he laughed and said, "Daoyou, it seems that you were frightened by the evil king during the battle in the Chaos Space, so you switched sides. Come to think of it, I remember that your magic weapon Dinghaizhu was taken away by the evil king, but now it has returned to you. It seems that you put a lot of effort into flattering and pleading with the evil king, and the evil king took pity on you and returned the magic weapon to you, right? Daoyou, how can a cultivator like us be so servile? Oh, it's really ridiculous."

After saying this, Ran Deng's expression remained calm.

Zhao Gongming suddenly frowned, anger flashing in his eyes.

"You bastard! Back in the Chaos Realm, you were the first to demand everyone's help, yet you were the first to escape! What a coward! And now you're mocking me!? I think you're courting death!"

Zhao Gongming, who already had a hot temper, opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

With a flick of his hand, a golden whip appeared in his palm and flew towards Ran Deng through the air.

Ran Deng was startled and quickly raised his hand. A silver sword appeared and collided with the golden whip.

Zhao Gongming missed his target with his whip, and with a loud shout he flew out, heading straight for Ran Deng.

Ran Deng also laughed loudly and walked forward with his sword.

The truth is simple. The two powerful quasi-saints who have reached the great perfection in the late stage are actually fighting each other with their skills at this moment. Swords are flying and whips are lashing out, and the fight is very lively.

Wen Zhong and the other immortals could see clearly from the observation deck, and they laughed, "Master, your martial arts are superb. Look at Ran Deng, he's quite embarrassed trying to defend himself, hahahaha!"

"Not bad! Not bad!"

"Master Uncle is proficient in all aspects of cultivation, Taoism and martial arts. Even if Ran Deng's cultivation and Taoism can be equal to Master Uncle's, he will still be crushed by Master Uncle in martial arts, right? Hahaha!"

"Hahaha, look at Ran Deng. After just a few rounds, he was beaten by Master Uncle and could only defend himself."

The immortals on the stage were laughing and pointing at the battle below.

In front of the two armies, Zhao Gongming held a golden whip and whipped Randeng wildly. The two looked like ordinary people fighting.

But in reality, every move carries great magical power! Great Dao Xing!

Neither side would be willing to be hit by the other, as that would cause damage directly to the Dharmakaya and the Primordial Spirit.

Therefore, Ran Deng was in a rather awkward position. After all, he mainly practiced Taoism and had little knowledge of martial arts.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, and Ran Deng felt that if he continued to fight, he would be vulnerable sooner or later.

If he were to be knocked down by Zhao Gongming's whip at that time, it would be a huge disgrace.

Therefore, Ran Deng just laughed out loud and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you think Tongtian Patriarch knows that you are so subservient to this tyrant? If he knew that his most respected disciple had come to the human world to commit evil, causing chaos and becoming a lackey for the tyrant, how would he feel?"

Zhao Gongming was furious when he heard this. He gnashed his teeth and roared, "You bastard! How dare you speak nonsense! You are a traitor! Everyone has the right to kill you! I am acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"Hahaha!"

Ran Deng burst into laughter and said, "It seems that fellow Daoist has truly been subdued by the tyrant. He even shamelessly uttered the words 'acting justice on behalf of Heaven'? But you don't know how the tyrant subdued you? He actually made you lose your mind. I see that fellow Daoist is big and strong, so I guess that tyrant must be sweating profusely, right? Hahaha!"

"ordinary man!!"

How could Zhao Gongming listen to such words?

For a moment, his eyes were as red as fire and smoke was coming out of his head.

With a roar, he raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly time was filled with light all over the sky!

Dinghaizhu!

He wanted to smash the vile man in front of him to death!

Randeng had been on guard for a long time, so he laughed loudly and raised his hand to blew.

But a beam of green fire shot out first and landed directly on Zhao Gongming's face.

Zhao Gongming was so angry that he almost lost his mind. He was blinded by the fireworks and felt pain on his face.

At the same time, he threw the Dinghaizhu towards Randeng.

The majestic Dinghai Pearl has boundless power!

When this bead appeared, Ran Deng finally felt the horror of this magic weapon!

The light was so blinding, as if it was falling from the blue sky!

The image made Randeng unable to open his eyes, and the palpitations in his heart made him realize that he couldn't take the hit from this magic weapon!

He then waved his hand and put away the glass lamp in his hand.

He turned around, got on the deer, and headed north.

He threw a bead into the air and saw the Taoist Master Ran Deng running away.

Zhao Gongming was now feeling the burning of the Five Flavors True Fire in his heart and liver, and the Three Corpse Gods were all jumping in rage.

How could I let him go when I was so furious?

He immediately cursed loudly, "Don't leave, you bastard!"

He took only one step forward, created a black cloud, and chased after Randeng.

On the observation deck, Wen Zhong was stunned at first, then he shouted in shock, "Master, don't chase the thief!"

The other immortal generals were also greatly alarmed and shouted, "Don't chase the desperate enemy! Be careful of being tricked!"

But the monkey doesn't talk nonsense.

He kept yelling and cursing, "You filthy old dog, how dare you trick my Taoist friend? I'll go and take a look!"

After saying that, he set up a somersault cloud and chased after him.

Seeing a monkey following him, Wen Zhong felt relieved, but his brows were still furrowed.

The thief is cunning and the master is in a very impatient mood. If he falls into the trap, it will be very bad.

But my uncle has great magical powers, so even if I have a plan, I am afraid that at most he will suffer a minor loss.

Now that Wukong has also chased after him, there should be no problem!

Zhao Gongming was screaming and the Dinghai Pearl in his hand was spinning around.

Seeing that the Taoist Master Ran Deng was right in front of him, he suddenly shouted, "You bastard! Come and die!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls smashed over again.

Ran Deng only felt the powerful force roaring behind him and the void cracking. He was shocked again and rushed forward quickly, creating a colorful auspicious cloud to continue flying.

The poor sika deer was affected by this force and its speed immediately slowed down.

Then he was completely covered by the power of Dinghaizhu, and turned into ashes without even a scream.

Zhao Gongming stretched out his hand, and the Dinghai Pearl returned to his palm. With fire in his eyes, he roared again: "You bastard!!"

The two quasi-saints were chasing each other and fleeing at an incredibly fast speed!

In just a dozen breaths, it flew billions of miles and arrived directly in front of a big mountain.