Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 159
Zhang Yuqing did not continue to sit on the stool, he turned his head and said to Mu Feiran in the crowd:
"Master Mu, please take care of the two young disciples for me."

Following Zhang Yuqing's opening, the onlookers shifted their eyes to Mu Feiran.

Mu Feiran was instantly ecstatic, and with just a word from Zhang Yuqing, he became the focus.This time, he can become famous without Li Wei, and being able to get acquainted with a genius warrior in the Kaiyuan state is enough to make everyone value himself.

At that moment, Mu Feiran excitedly said: "It's easy to talk! It's a trivial matter! Wen Shan, hurry up and bring Zhang Shaoxia's apprentice over to take care of him carefully!"

Ni Wenshan hurried forward and led Chen Yin and Li Siyan back away from the battlefield.

Following this small wave, everyone's eyes once again focused on the tea stand, where a rare duel was about to kick off.

The news flew out as if it had grown wings, and more and more people gathered here to witness the battle between the "crazy sword" Jing Juncheng and the mysterious genius.

Almost half of the warriors in Pengcheng were already watching, and more warriors who got the news were gradually coming.

There was a lot of voices, shoulder to shoulder.

In the noisy atmosphere, the two people at the tea stall were very calm.

Jing Juncheng was the first to speak, and an old voice came out slowly from under his white beard: "I am not here to compete with young people for fame and wealth, my name is already famous enough. It's just that when people are old, they can't be idle. Do something for Wulin."

Zhang Yu listened quietly, but did not speak.

Jing Juncheng continued: "I'm very curious about you, you obviously only have the internal strength of the Four Extremes, but you can reach the strength of the Kaiyuan Realm.

I thought you were a descendant of a noble family, but after observing for a long time, I found that you have no signs of using the power of inheritance, and you have always relied on the strength of your physical body.

I have never seen a martial artist like you, if I kill you today, then maybe I will realize the opportunity to break through the Guizong Realm.

If I am killed by you, then the reputation I have accumulated in this life will belong to you, and your martial arts will be fulfilled.

Perhaps, the martial arts world needs an outlier like you to occupy a place in this world. "

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng lifted the long sword on his shoulders lightly and held it in front of his chest. At this moment, it seemed that Jing Juncheng and the sword had merged into one, showing a frantic and perfect feeling: "I have never learned "" Chaos Blade 36 Styles", please give me your advice."

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng moved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhang Yuqing.

For the first time, Zhang Yuqing had a strange feeling. The three-foot long sword was pointed at him, but it seemed to be covered by countless sharp swords, and his whole body was full of flaws, so he couldn't resist it at all.

"Is it oppressive in momentum?"

Zhang Yuqing raised his foot and took a step forward.

In just one step, he felt countless invisible sharp swords suddenly pointing at him.

He decided to strike first, regardless of the pressure from momentum.

Immediately, Zhang Yuqing jumped out and rushed towards Jingjun City like a cheetah preying on it.

Jing Juncheng's expression remained unchanged, but the long sword in his hand moved.

I saw his wrist flipped, and the long sword slowly moved along a gentle curve, drawing invisible power from it.

Zhang Yuqing, who had just rushed out, stopped abruptly. He looked at Jing Juncheng's long sword a few feet away from him in surprise, and then lowered his head to look at his chest.

I saw that the clothes on the chest had been cut open at some point, and there was a very obvious white mark on the skin inside.

The moment before, Jing Juncheng's long sword had clearly not touched him, but Zhang Yuqing felt that he was being attacked.

"Sword Qi?"

Zhang Yuqing seems to have realized something: "It turns out that the difference between the Kaiyuan state and the Siji state is that the internal force can be released through the air, and it is still fierce and will not dissipate."

Zhang Yuqing continued to rush forward: "Just let me feel the true strength of a warrior at the peak of the Kaiyuan Realm!"

Although Zhang Yuqing was already close at hand, Jing Juncheng still did not move an inch.

He swiped the long sword in his hand again, and the speed became faster and faster: "Thousand lights sword shadow!"

The vertical and horizontal sword energy immediately emanated from the long sword in Jing Juncheng's hand.

The sky filled with sword energy danced around him, and each of them was constantly staggering and flying. Although it was difficult to count, they had their own gliding trajectories, and there would be no collision.

With the continuous dancing of the sword energy, the tents and wooden tables and chairs on the tea stand were chopped into pieces, and countless sword marks appeared on the ground.

Zhang Yuqing just took two steps forward, but suddenly felt the pressure all over his body, making it difficult to move an inch.

The clothes on his upper body kept showing scratches one after another. After a while, the clothes had been cut open and hung on his body.

If Zhang Yuqing's body hadn't been abnormally strong, he might have been cut and scarred in such a storm of sword energy.

"Sure enough! Looks like I have to find another way!"

In the past, Zhang Yuqing relied on brute force to crush the enemy.

And Jing Juncheng was Zhang Yuqing's first opponent who felt the oppression of the extremely strong skills. Every trace of his sword moves was seamless, just like a sculptor carving out his heart bit by bit according to his own plan. work.

Seeing such attainments in martial arts, Zhang Yuqing realized his own shortcomings for the first time.

Brute force crushing, although it looks simple, rough and very effective, but it will become difficult to win when encountering an opponent whose strength is almost the same as your own.

Although Zhang Yuqing can still easily crush Jing Juncheng if he enters the form of flames, Zhang Yuqing does not intend to reveal his secrets in full view, and also has the idea of ​​​​verifying himself in actual combat.

Immediately, Zhang Yuqing sprinted to the side, avoiding the messy sword energy.

"boom!!!"

As Zhang Yuqing evaded, all the condensed and oppressive sword energy was released, blasting a big hole in the ground where Zhang Yuqing was originally.

After dodging, Zhang Yuqing didn't stop, and once again stepped on the spot to create a deep hole, and his figure shifted again:

"It's my turn now!"

After continuous displacement, Zhang Yuqing had already avoided the area where the sword energy was most concentrated, and swung his palm towards Jing Juncheng from a relatively weak angle.

While waving his palm, Zhang Yuqing's heart suddenly moved, and he tried to release his unique internal force from the air.

Immediately, Zhang Yuqing calmed down, wholeheartedly imitating Jing Juncheng's way to control the internal force, and guided the internal force to the place where he needed to attack according to his own ideas.

In an instant, the purple-black internal force was stimulated from Zhang Yuqing's palm, and it suddenly became more intense under Zhang Yuqing's control.

This is not because the inner force has really become thicker, but because Zhang Yuqing controls the inner force more tightly and quickly, which is why people have such an illusion.

The purple-black internal force was like a poisonous snake, and it shot out several feet from Zhang Yuqing's palm in an instant, and slammed towards Jing Juncheng at the center of the sword energy.

Jing Juncheng turned around quickly, his long sword dancing in front of him.

"Sword Edge Air Shield!"

The frantic sword energy was drawn instantly, and quickly condensed into a violent vortex in front of Jing Juncheng.

However, the purple-black internal force was extremely corrosive, it instantly corroded a hole in the vortex, and hit Jing Juncheng's chest directly.

Jing Juncheng's expression changed slightly, and he hastily stretched out his left hand, which contained internal energy, to grab the purple-black internal energy.

"Bang!!!"

The two internal forces collided head-on, and the explosion occurred in Jing Juncheng's hands.

Jing Juncheng took several steps back, and when he raised his left hand again, the entire palm was corroded by the purple-black internal force until only bones remained: "What a vicious internal force!"

Zhang Yuqing looked at Jing Juncheng and shook his head slightly: "If I didn't have such a strong physical body, I really wouldn't be your opponent. But in a life-and-death struggle, naturally you have to go all out."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yuqing rushed towards Jing Juncheng again, and he used the "Poisonous Dragon Palm" move with both palms, and the purple-black internal force was continuously swallowed from the palm.

At this time, Zhang Yuqing had already thoroughly familiarized himself with the attacking routines of Kaiyuan realm warriors, and he had no intention of continuing to fight Jing Juncheng.

Jing Juncheng swung his sword and attacked violently, and the riotous sword energy was fierce and horizontal.

Zhang Yuqing no longer dodged the sword aura, but burst out with great force from his legs, stepping forward step by step against the sword aura.

The clothes on his upper body quickly turned into dust in the vertical and horizontal sword energy, revealing his strong muscles, and white marks were exposed on his body, and the metal clashed continuously.

Even at the back, when Zhang Yuqing entered the center of the sword energy and was within easy reach of Jingjun City, his skin was subjected to an increasingly violent and frenzied storm of sword energy, and sparks began to splash on it.

"It's time to end." Zhang Yuqing said coldly.

His palm pushed out violently, breaking through the infinite sword energy, and pressing it on Jing Juncheng's chest.

The sword energy all over the sky stagnated for an instant, and then all of it dissipated.

"Bang!"

The long sword in Jing Juncheng's hand fell to the ground. He looked at a big hole corroded in his chest, and said in a hoarse voice:

"The fame of my life. Belongs to you."

After finishing speaking, Jing Juncheng fell to the ground with a crash.

Zhang Yuqing looked at Jing Juncheng: "Martial arts is more interesting than I imagined."

He found another stool nearby to sit quietly, waiting for the new challenger to come.

And the huge street was so silent that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly, everyone was dumbfounded.

Kaiyuan Realm No.1, was killed by a little-known kid just like that?
No one can accept this reality.

After a long time, the warrior murmured: "Genius. No! It's a monster! I actually witnessed the birth of a martial arts monster!"

"He looks only about 20 years old." A martial artist opened his mouth in surprise, "Did he start practicing from the womb?"

There were also people with sad faces: "That's 'Crazy Sword' Jing Juncheng, I hope to see him show off his skills and get a better ranking in this year's martial arts competition.

I didn't expect to die here for nothing without knowing it. "

But Mu Feiran, who was in the Qing Dynasty, couldn't help laughing, and kept shouting at the surrounding warriors:
"That's Zhang Shaoxia! I know him very well! I even gave him Green Ginseng Dan! He not only knows me well, but also my apprentices, and the entire Qingzong!"

Ni Wenshan was extremely ashamed and embarrassed when she saw Master's expression of fearing that others would not know.But when she looked at Zhang Yuqing, the splendor in her eyes disappeared, and there was only disappointment in her eyes.

She knew in her heart that Zhang Yuqing was able to defeat a master at the peak of the Kaiyuan Realm, and at such a level, it was doomed that there would be no entanglement between the two of them.

Zhang Yuqing sat quietly on the spot for a while, but no one came to challenge him.

Although the onlookers were expecting to see another even rarer duel, they knew in their hearts that it was unlikely.

Even Jing Juncheng, No.1 in the Kaiyuan Realm, was defeated. I am afraid that there will be no one in Pengcheng who is Zhang Yuqing's opponent, and there will be no one who is not afraid of death and dares to challenge.

If you want to see Zhang Yuqing make a move again, you will probably have a chance at the martial arts conference. Jing Juncheng ranked ninth in the last martial arts conference, and the eight ahead of him are all top experts in the Guizong realm.

Time passed bit by bit, and no one dared to approach Zhang Yuqing within a distance of more than ten feet, and Zhang Yuqing finally lost interest.

As time passed, Zhang Yuqing waved to the two children beside Ni Wenshan: "Come here."

The two little girls, Chen Yin and Li Siyan, hurried to Zhang Yuqing's side.

As soon as the two little girls stood beside Zhang Yuqing, they immediately felt the gazes of countless people around them.

In that look, there are wonder, envy, jealousy, and fear.
Chen Yin, who was originally ordinary, had long been used to not being noticed by others. At this time, being surrounded by so many people made her feel uncomfortable instantly, and she wished to find a corner to hide in.

But Li Siyan enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. She stood beside Zhang Yuqing with her head held high, showing herself as best she could, her pretty face flushed with excitement.

At this moment, the two girls faintly felt that the speed at which their fates changed seemed to suddenly increase.

"The people from the Star Demon Sea are here! Everyone, get out of the way!"

As someone shouted, the people who were still watching gave way one after another.

I saw two purple and luxurious sedan chairs being carried by several bearers, and there were patterns of stars on the embroidered curtains.Around the sedan chair, there were the same group of warriors in purple or blue uniforms. They cleared the way around, showing a full posture.

The two sedan chairs slowly came to a stop in front of the tea stand, and then a tall, majestic middle-aged man came out of one of the sedan chairs.

The man's body is dignified, his chest is broad, and he is born with a broad face and a dignified manner, which is very majestic.The brocade gown on her body was exquisitely tailored, and on her thumb was a green jade wrench, which was delicate in texture, shiny and clean.

Seeing this man, the people around were all in awe: "It's You Mingxuan You Tuozhu who came in person!"

The middle-aged man was You Mingxuan, the helmsman of Pengcheng Xingmohai sub-helm. He was also a martial artist at the Yuan Kai stage, and he was the most powerful person in Pengcheng.

You Mingxuan touched the emerald ring on his thumb, and was about to go forward to talk to Zhang Yuqing, when he suddenly saw Jing Juncheng's body on the ground.

This made You Mingxuan's eyes twitch, and his expression became more respectful.

(End of this chapter)