Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 317 Undefeated Golden Body!

   "Brother Zhang, don't worry, I'll help you when I've settled these matters," Feng Wanli nodded.

  He knew in his heart that Zhang Jing asked him to come here to deal with Qi Hong.

   Naturally, he will not break his promise.

  As for the formation formed by these Vajra Sect disciples, it was nothing to him.

  In fact, he didn't take this battle to heart.

  Qi Hong is a congenital late stage, and Feng Wanli is also a congenital late stage.

  He didn't think he was inferior to Qi Hong.

  Even if Qi Hong has some reputation, how about it?

   Could it be that he was made of mud?

"it is good."

  Zhang Jing nodded and stepped forward.

  The whole body was agitated with innate true energy, and an aura soared into the sky.

   "How dare you!"

  Qi Hong laughed back angrily, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.

  On Zhang Jing's body, he could clearly feel the fluctuation of the mid-innate aura.

   With such strength, he dared to come to the Vajra Gate to make trouble.

   In Qi Hong's eyes, he is courting death.

"Total Annihilation!"

   Zhang Jing didn't talk nonsense, and the shot was just a knife.

   They’re all here to knock down other people’s doors, so what else is there to say?

  The blood-colored sword glowed across the sky, and Zhang Jingzhan revealed a forty-meter sword.

  With fierce murderous intent, he suddenly slashed at Qi Hong.

   It is rumored that Qi Hong is the number one master of Shangyuan Mansion.

  Yes, Shangyuan Mansion has only four or five masters.

   Zhang Jing is not afraid, just do it!

   "Golden Light Fist."

  Qi Hong roared angrily, and a golden punch burst out.

  The blades and fists struck together, and circles of heat waves swept out.

  The two attacks both annihilated above the void.

  However, Zhang Jing and Qi Hong didn't pause at all, they were just trying their hand at it.

  The real big battle is coming.

   "Let's go!"

  The gray-bearded old man roared angrily, and was the first to rush forward.

  The formation of the Vajra Sect disciples suddenly changed, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

   "Heh," the corners of Feng Wanli's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

   Such a formation would be very difficult to stop even a first-time congenital grandmaster, let alone a late-stage congenital?

   Only Feng Wanli waved his sword.

  Rows of white horses protrude from the sleeves of the self-styled Wanli.

   Hundreds of sword lights shot up to the sky, and then Feng Wanli sword was seen pointing to the next stroke.

   Like a rain of swords!

   "Block!"

  The elders of the Vajra Sect stared angrily, and they all let out a low shout.

  The true energy around hundreds of disciples was all blessed to the elders sitting at the front of the formation.

  An illusory shield of true essence protected them.

  He wanted to use this to resist the sword light from Feng Wanli.

   It is impossible to attack, what they want to do is to stop the master-level master in front of them first.

   When the sect master finishes solving the one in the sky, their task will be completed.

   They have confidence in the sect master, after all, they have defeated three innate masters.

   In their eyes, these two guys will be no exception.

  However, the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.

  The swords fell like rain, and the protection they put up with painstaking efforts was like paper in front of the fierce Jianguang.

   "Ah, ah, ah."

   There were endless screams, and a large number of Vajra Sect disciples lay on the ground.

  The lucky ones were injured, and the unlucky ones lost their lives.

   With just one move, there were only a few people left on the ground.

  They are all elders of the first-class realm of the Vajra Sect.

  However, each of them suffered more or less injuries.

  Bright red blood hangs from the corner of his mouth.

  At this moment, their eyes were full of horror.

   Their formation has been tested by sect master Qi Hong himself.

   At least it can resist ordinary innate masters for a quarter of an hour.

  However, in front of this handsome man in white, with one move,

   It was just one move, and they couldn't hold on anymore.

  How can this not shock them.

   Even, the confidence in the sect master has been shaken a little.

  Look at this man's calm and relaxed appearance, plus the guy in the sky who is back and forth with the sect master.

  Can the sect master really defeat the two of them?

   "Boom."

  The battle in the sky has also reached a fever pitch.

  The roaring sound of the clash of the true elements continued.

   Circles of heat waves erupted.

   "Boom."

   It was another blow, and Zhang Jing and Qi Hong retreated hundreds of meters each.

   It seems that they are evenly divided.

  Qi Hong's eyes turned downward, and his eyes were filled with shock and anger.

  Why, in a blink of an eye, there are only a few people left in the Vajra Sect?

   Such a thought flashed through his mind.

  But soon, Qi Hong's eyes locked on Feng Wanli who was below.

   "I didn't want to expose it, but you forced me to," Qi Hong lowered his head.

   Now we can no longer continue to hide our strength, otherwise, the foundation of the Vajra Gate will be destroyed.

  He won't let this happen.

   Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, so it seems that Qi Hong is still hiding his strength.

   "Then you have a showdown."

  Qi Hong showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, and said in a low voice:

"I am going to kill you!"

   "This is usually my line," Zhang Jing casually threw the Jinghong knife downward.

   "Then try it?" Qi Hong sneered.

   "Okay," Zhang Jing nodded, pushing his palms flat.

  The next moment, twelve dragon-shaped true qi roared out.

  Qi Hong clenched his hands into fists, a golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Puff puff."

  Qi Hong's clothes exploded.

   Showing a strong upper body.

   Muscles are distinct, like streamlined.

   "The undefeated golden body!"

  Qi Hong roared angrily, emitting golden light all over his body, forming a huge golden shield in front of him.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho."

   There seems to be a roaring sound from the twelve dragon-shaped true qi all over the body.

   Suddenly bumped in front of Qi Hong's undefeated golden body.

   "Boom."

   Twelve impacts and roars sounded.

   "What?" Zhang Jing's eyes narrowed.

  These twelve energies could not break through Qi Hong's protection at all.

   This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

  You know, since Huang Jiugong got the Subduing Dragon Palm, this move has always been his strongest attack method.

  On weekdays, no matter who you are dealing with, it is always beneficial.

  However, now he has suffered from this little-known Qi Hong.

   "Hehe, I said it, I'm going to kill you," Qi Hong said with a crazy look in his eyes.

  The power that has been suppressed for so long erupts suddenly, and anyone will be a little crazy.

   "Dog, you deserve it too," Zhang Jing's eyes flashed a gleam, and the breath around him was thicker than before.

  Qi Hong's whole body was filled with Qi and blood, like the smoke of a wolf.

"die!"

  Qi Hong roared angrily, and suddenly burst into Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing's eyes are slightly closed, and his palms are placed in front of his chest.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho."

   Another twelve dragon-shaped true qi burst out of the body.

   Zhang Jing formed a seal with both palms, and started to run the subduing dragon palm, and the twelve dragon-shaped true qi in the void merged into one.

"Roar."

  A blood-colored true dragon several times larger than before emerged.

  The **** scale armor on his body seems to be slightly visible to people, and it is no longer the illusory appearance before.

  Dancing with the body, the momentum of the pound is fully displayed.

"kill!"

   Zhang Jing pushed with all his strength, and the **** real dragon roared and rushed out.

  Qi Hong's forward figure was blocked, and the protective energy reappeared.

   "Boom."

   This roar sounded like a thunderclap on the ground.

  The huge sound made the Vajra Sect disciples below look a little dull.

   Such a method is simply too terrifying.

   It has exceeded their imagination, and the innate realm is so terrifying!

  The blood-colored true dragon disappeared, and the protective energy in front of Qi Hong also shattered.

   "This is not enough," Qi Hong sneered, and the protective energy in front of him actually condensed again.

   Zhang has no expression on his mirror face, with his palms on his chest.

   Not enough?

   It doesn't matter, with this level of attack, a dozen more attacks will not be a problem.

   Consumption, Zhang Jing can also consume him.

   Consumption is not dead, and there is still Feng Wanli.

  Both of them are not weak in means, so I don't believe they can't break the tortoise shell on Qi Hong's body.

  Feng Wanli's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't expect that the two who were evenly matched in the sky just now had already reached a fever pitch.

   Moreover, it seems that Zhang Jing is not Qi Hong's opponent.

   "Brother Zhang, don't worry, Feng is here," Feng Wanli stretched out his sword finger, and several bursts of sharp sword energy erupted.

  The elders of the Vajra Sect who originally wanted to hold on and stop Feng Wanli for a while, fell down holding their necks at this moment.

   His eyes were full of unwillingness.

  After Feng Wanli dealt with those guys, without the slightest hesitation, he used his agility to directly control the air.

  At this moment, Zhang Jing's dragon-shaped true energy collided with Qi Hong again.

  Same as last time, the qi was broken, but there was no power left to attack.

   He could only let Qi Hong condense again.

  The only difference may be that Qi Hong is getting closer to Zhang Jing.

certainly. Zhang Jing did not stand still and wait for Qi Hong.

   Instead, fight while retreating, roaming combat.

   Zhang Jing can not only crush, but also protect himself when encountering strong enemies.

  After all, looking at Qi Hong like this, he has achieved physical training. If he gets close, Zhang Jing may not be able to control the rhythm of the battle.

  He will not put himself in danger.

  He still has allies, how cool it is for the two of them to besiege together.

   "Brother Zhang," Feng Wanli snorted.

   Zhang Jing instantly understood what this meant, and then pushed out his palms again.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho."

  The blood-colored real dragon howled and rushed straight to Qi Hong.

   At the same time, Feng Wanli also made preparations.

   Both hands form seals, turning into sword fingers and pointing upwards.

   "Cut!"

  Hundreds of sword qi erupted suddenly like a rain of swords.

   "Boom."

  The protective energy in front of Qi Hong shattered directly.

   Before he had the time to support his body, he had to regain his strength.

  Feng Wanli's attack has arrived.

  Hundreds of sword lights stabbed at Qi Hong with fierce murderous intent.

   "Hahaha, do you think you can defeat me by breaking my protective qi? How naive," Qi Hong said without any fear.

   Instead, he opened his arms and let the Hundred Swords stab his body.

   "Ding, ding, ding."

  The sword light bombarded Qi Hong's body like hitting metal and iron.

   directly collapsed in front of Qi Hong.

  Qi Hong clenched his fists and shook suddenly, a dark golden light flowed on his skin.

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