The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 46 Fighting Zhao Jinhuan

boom!
The two of them had the same boxing technique, the same posture, and the same angle.

They punched each other head-on, and there was a terrifying explosion in an instant.

When the fists collided, the air vibrated, and there was a whistling airflow stirring up, generating violent wind pressure.

The hair of the two was blown up, and Zhao Jinhuan's eyes were protruding, staring round and full of disbelief.

"you--"

He wanted to say something, but his fist hurt sharply, his bones creaked, and his body uncontrollably took a few steps back from the impact of the huge force!

dong dong dong...

Every step, like a boulder falling to the ground, made a muffled sound.

The blue bricks under his feet cracked, obviously Zhao Jinhuan was trying to lose his strength.

On the other hand, Feng Ji's legs were like iron pillars, nailed in place, motionless.

He retracted his fist slowly, and grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth.

"Ho ho ho, hahahaha, Zhao Jinhuan, die—!"

Laughing wildly, Feng Ji stomped on the ground suddenly, his figure was like a tiger descending a mountain, roaring and charging.

Zhao Jinhuan took a deep breath, recovered from the shock, pushed the younger brother away, and circulated all the blood in his body.

He roared in his mouth: "Impossible, Lao Tzu's golden bell jar has already been perfected, how long have you learned it? How could you know my golden bell jar? I don't believe it!"

He didn't believe in evil, so he rushed out again suddenly, his blood was flowing all over his body, his muscles were congested, his tendons were bulging, his whole body was like a golden bell, indestructible!
With one move, the double eagles spread their wings, and they went straight to Feng Ji's armpits. This is one of the doors of the golden bell.

Feng Ji let out a sinister grin, spread his wings in the same form of double eagles, folded his five fingers together into a fist, and slammed into Zhao Jinhuan's palms.

Zhao Jinhuan frowned, fisting his palms, naturally he suffered a disadvantage.

Immediately, the moves changed, the left arm was blocked horizontally, and the right arm suddenly punched Feng Ji's heart.

The first form of the golden bell cover, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!

Feng Ji laughed wildly: "Zhao Jinhuan, do you only know these things?"

He didn't change his moves, he still spread his wings with two eagles, and smashed hard on Zhao Jinhuan's left arm with his two fists.

Bang bang!

There were two muffled bangs, and Zhao Jinhuan's left arm was in severe pain, and the forearm where he was punched instantly became red and swollen.

Although it hasn't broken yet, it's bruised and purple, and the whole body can't stabilize its posture, and it staggers back.

Not to mention his right hand that attacked Feng Ji, he didn't even touch the corner of Feng Ji's clothes!
Zhao Jinhuan couldn't believe it: "Impossible, how is it possible? How could you be so strong? How could you break my golden bell jar?"

Zhao Jinhuan screamed strangely, unable to accept the scene in front of him.

The bandits around started talking in low voices one by one, and looked at Zhao Jinhuan with a confused expression.

Obviously, Zhao Jinhuan's prestige was severely hit by Feng Ji at this moment.

These bandits were not trained by Zhao Jinhuan, but Yue Migong and Duan Ermi.

Naturally, they were not loyal to Zhao Jinhuan, and they obeyed Zhao Jinhuan's orders only because of Zhao Jinhuan's strong force.

However, the terror shown by Feng Ji at this moment has completely shattered the prestige established by Zhao Jinhuan.

Everyone in the Zhenyuan Escort who was watching was agitated, and they all looked at Wen Biao, the second in command.

Wen Bao even whispered: "Brother, the morale of the bandits is weak, do you want to..."

Wen Biao's mind moved slightly, but he suddenly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, let's have a look again."

He looked at Feng Ji with amazement in his heart.

He had experienced Zhao Jinhuan's golden bell shield just now, and if he hadn't activated his dark energy, he wouldn't have been able to break through Zhao Jinhuan's defense.

However, this young man seems to have cultivated the golden bell jar as well, but in terms of strength and defense, he is superior to Zhao Jinhuan!
This is really strange, this kid is not very old, how did he practice such hard qigong?
No matter how furious Zhao Jinhuan was at this moment, it was unbelievable.

But when they fought again, every move and style of Feng Ji was a golden bell kung fu.

It's exactly the same trick as Zhao Jinhuan, but Feng Ji is extremely powerful, and his defense surpasses Zhao Jinhuan's.

So much so that Zhao Jinhuan was directly crushed and beaten, and retreated steadily!

"Hahaha, Zhao Jinhuan, is this all you can do?"

"Are there no other moves for the golden bell cover? Toss and turn, is there only these five moves?"

"If so, you will die immediately!"

boom!
With another punch, Feng Ji hit Zhao Jinhuan staggeringly, and sat on the ground with a bang.

Feng Ji took a step forward and was about to grab Zhao Jinhuan's head.

Zhao Jinhuan was furious and stretched out his hand to resist.

He was used to the golden bell's style of play, he didn't dodge immediately, he just wanted to resist.

However, his strength is not Feng Ji's opponent at all.

Bang!
Feng Ji pressed down violently with one hand.

Zhao Jinhuan crossed his arms above his head to resist.

Immediately, he felt a terrifying and huge force oppressing him.

As if a mountain collapsed, Zhao Jinhuan's face changed drastically at this moment.

He couldn't resist at all, his arms couldn't support Feng Ji's single arm.

The next moment, there was a bang on Zhao Jinhuan's head, and Feng Ji grabbed him with one hand.

Feng Ji laughed grimly: "My surname is Zhao, I almost kowtowed to you as a teacher that day, but I will pay you back today!"

He pressed Zhao Jinhuan's head violently.

With a bang, Zhao Jinhuan's forehead was pressed hard on the bluestone floor.

There was a violent impact sound, and the floor instantly shattered.

It looked as if Zhao Jinhuan was kowtowing to Feng Ji.

Zhao Jinhuan almost went mad. When did he, the majestic leader of the White Lotus Sect, suffer such humiliation?
"Ah - I killed you!"

Zhao Jinhuan roared crazily, grabbing Feng Ji's arm with both hands, trying to wring it off.

Feng Ji grinned ferociously: "Kill me? You deserve it too!?"

He raised his right foot and kicked it out quickly. This kick was infused with energy and blood, and he used Zhaojiaquan's Iron Horse Stand Kung Fu.

With one kick down, it contains a huge force.

Bang!
Zhao Jinhuan's face was instantly kicked bloody, his scalp was torn, and he fell backwards.

Stars stared at him, his body rolled several times on the ground, and a huge humiliation welled up in his heart.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, when did he lose so badly?

Even if he is wanted by the imperial court, he can still wander around the rivers and lakes. Who is not polite when he sees him?
However, today, in this small Qingyuan County, he fell into the hands of a junior whom he had never looked down upon!
How can such humiliation be endured?
Kill him, must kill him!

Zhao Jinhuan roared angrily, jumped up suddenly, pulled a bandit over, and snatched the single knife from his hand.

Holding a single knife in his hand, he roared: "Little bastard, do you really think that you can humiliate me to this point after stealing my golden bell jar?"

"Today I'll let you see, what is the reason why Lao Tzu is in the rivers and lakes!"

"I'm not only going to kill you today, but after I kill you, I'm going to kill your whole family. The men will be chopped into meat paste, and the women will be sold to brothels. Fuck!"

Zhao Jinhuan roared and cursed furiously, raised the knife with one hand, stepped forward, and slashed violently!
With a force to chop Huashan, it comes with a bang!

Feng Ji stretched out his hand, and the Tiger Claws grabbed it out, holding the blade with one hand!
With a bang, the knife fell into Feng Ji's hands.

Feng Ji's mouth was shaken, and his skin was bleeding!
This made him slightly taken aback, feeling the pain in his mouth, and slightly startled in his heart.

The explosive power of Zhao Jinhuan's sword technique is far superior to boxing technique!
This knife is probably five or six times stronger than ordinary people, and it can break through his golden bell defense!
Feng Ji immediately backed away to get out of Zhao Jinhuan's horizontal cut, and no longer blocked it.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinhuan laughed maniacally: "Come on, little bastard, aren't you fucking crazy? What are you hiding from?"

"I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, no one can go through ten tricks under my sword!"

"Little bastard, if I don't chop you into meat paste today, I won't be named Zhao!"

He roared and cursed, his moves continued in a series of moves, his sword skills were superb and swift, like a tiger.

Chopping, hanging, blocking, cutting, teasing, stabbing, collapsing, chopping, one after another, in a flowing manner.

Feng Ji is not afraid, the plum blossom pile under his feet is flexible and changeable, seemingly dangerous, but he can dodge freely like walking in a garden.

But he was also surprised in his heart, this Zhao Jinhuan really had two tricks.

I thought the golden bell cover was his unique skill of pressing the box, but I didn't expect that this saber technique is so sharp.

His thoughts turned sharply, thinking about the strategy to defeat the enemy.

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