Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 397, brother Chu still owes it!

  The moment Zhang Jing opened his eyes, the situation gathered.

  In the void, the vitality of heaven and earth was violent.

   The vitality of heaven and earth with a radius of tens of miles began to gather towards the sky above Zhang Jing.

  Zhang stepped out with a flat mirror-colored step.

   Once the inner demons have passed, it is time to form the alchemy in that step.

   Monk Wangyou glanced at Zhang Jing in the sky, and felt the malice galloping towards him again.

   "Wanli, this place is entrusted to you, we must not fail to break through," Monk Wangyou said solemnly.

  If the breakthrough of other small realms fails, that is to say, the damage to the real essence will recover after a period of time.

   But if the pill formation fails, the original source will be damaged.

   Then basically there is only one dead end.

   "Don't worry, if someone can disturb Brother Zhang's breakthrough, I guess Feng has already gone to see your Buddha." Behind Feng Wanli, the dust sword fell into his hand.

   "Brother Chu, you." Monk Wangyou hesitated.

  The aura that comes is so powerful, it must be the great master of Jindan, no doubt, their relationship with Zhang Jing cannot be separated.

  The madmen of Chu were different. They didn't force anything, and the contact time was not long.

  Even if Chu Kuangren left directly, they wouldn't say much.

   "Don't talk about the crazy monk, you should know who Chu is," Chu madman said lightly.

  Although the contact time is still short, Madman Chu wants to make friends with them.

   "Okay," Monk Wangyou nodded.

   Afterwards, the two stepped out directly in the air, facing the momentum.

   "Huh?" Nie Dongliu stopped, looked at the two people in front of him, and frowned.

   "Where's Zhang Jing?"

   "The poor monk has never seen Zhang Jing, you have found the wrong person, please go back the same way," Monk Wangyou said softly.

   "Joke, since I'm here, how can I go without arresting Zhang Jing?" Nie Dongliu said lightly.

   "Who are you? Is there any enmity with that Zhang Jing?" Madman Chu asked softly.

  The important thing now is not to fight directly, just now Monk Wangyou has transmitted the sound to him.

  Let him delay as long as possible.

  As long as Zhang Jing has formed a pill, their chances of winning will be great.

   "Nie Dongliu."

   "It turned out to be one of the four heavenly officials of Zhenmowei, disrespect, disrespect," Monk Wangyou nodded slightly.

   "Who are you?" Nie Dongliu narrowed his eyes.

  He has never seen the appearance of these people, but the breath on them is not weak.

  One is the golden core realm, and the other is the innate peak.

   "Jinlian Temple, Wangyou," said, Monk Wangyou directly tore off the mask on his face.

   "Scattered people, Chu mad people."

   "Madman Chu, Monk Wangyou, so it's you," Nie Dongliu narrowed his eyes.

   "Exactly."

  Nie Dongliu's expression moved slightly, feeling something was wrong, and he looked into the distance.

   "Someone is forming an alchemy!"

  He is someone who has experienced it, and it took only a few moments to perceive the truth of the heaven and earth vitality riot in the void.

   "Zhang Jing, are you forming a pill?" Nie Dongliu suddenly looked at Monk Wangyou in front of him.

  This sentence seems to be asking, but the meaning of affirmation is more important.

  At the same time, Nie Dongliu couldn't believe it.

  How could Zhang Jing form a pill?

  How long did he break through?

  However, he was very unsteady in his heart.

   Zhang Jing's talent is obvious to all in the world, and it is not unreasonable to form a pill now.

   "Your Excellency made a mistake, the poor monk doesn't know what Zhang Jing is."

   "Hmph, I can tell right away if it's true or not," Nie Dongliu said, about to strike.

  The six demon-suppressing envoys behind him also followed up at this moment.

   "This road is blocked," Monk Wangyou stood in the void and blocked the way of Nie Dongliu and others.

   "You guys want to stop me?" Nie Dongliu sneered.

  He knew the information about Monk Wangyou and Madman Chu.

   is combining the current scene.

  Monk Wangyou is nothing more than a golden elixir.

   As for Chu Kuangren, it goes without saying that he was born at the peak.

   And what about him?

  He is the sixth rank of Golden Core, and he is only one step away from a great master who can enter the late stage of Golden Core.

   Besides, there are six congenital late-stage demon suppressors beside him.

   Monk Wangyou and Madman Chu resisted him, acting like a mantis.

   "Master Nie thinks it is, so let it be."

   "Okay, okay, very good, as expected of a person on the Billboard, then I will fulfill you and send you to see the Buddha," Nie Dongliu sneered.

   "Then I would like to thank the benefactor," Monk Wangyou clasped his hands together and nodded slightly.

   Behind him, a phantom of a tens of feet tall Vajra slowly appeared.

   "Then I will teach you the secret method of Buddhism in Jinlian Temple," Nie Dongliu said in a low voice, and waved his hand.

  In an instant, the situation changed.

   "Go and prevent Zhang Jing from breaking through," Nie Dongliu's cold voice reached the ears of the six people.

   "Yes, the humble post obeys."

   "Yes, the humble post obeys."

   "Crazy monk," Chu madman stared angrily when he saw this scene.

   Prepare to stop the six people directly.

   "Let them pass, our mission is to stop Nie Dongliu," Monk Wangyou said in a low voice.

  He saw clearly.

  Feng Wanli is still behind, these six people will definitely not be able to stop Zhang Jing.

   If Madman Chu stops these six guys, he will definitely not be able to stop Nie Dongliu.

   Madman Chu nodded, then shouted angrily:

   "Nie Dongliu, take a stick from Lao Chu."

   Blood riots all over the body.

  Blood gas turns into smoke!

  The blood tiger condensed in the void, roaring and killing Nie Dongliu.

  The madman Chu also held a golden iron rod and slammed it down.

   "An."

   Monk Wangyou's lips moved slightly, and the Buddha's voice trembled.

  When Nie Dongliu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a slight smile.

   It seems that they didn't pay attention to the two at all.

   "Star Picker!"

  Nie Dongliu formed a seal with one hand and stepped forward.

   In a short time, a huge palm appeared behind Nie Dongliu.

  Following Nie Dongliu's movements, the giant palm directly suppressed it.

"boom!"

   It was just contact, and the roaring blood tiger disappeared directly into the void.

   "Pfft," Madman Chu snorted, with a stream of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

   "Hmph, the mantis arm is like a car, looking for death," Nie Dongliu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his giant palm never stopped.

   Straight towards the madman Chu.

   Monk Wangyou didn't hesitate at all when he saw the blood tiger disappear.

  The figure exploded and shot out in front of Chu Kuangren.

   "Boom."

  Under the suppression of the star picking hands, there was a roar like a bell.

   Monk Wangyou formed a mudra with both hands, and his complexion was a little pale.

  However, fortunately, the blow was blocked.

  Just when they were in critical condition, Monk Wangyou used the golden bell of Buddhist body protection to cover the two of them.

   "Good method," Nie Dongliu narrowed his eyes.

   "Sanyang Seal!"

  Madman Chu let out a low shout, and golden flames instantly ignited on his shoulders and the top of his head.

   Blood gas soared.

   "Vajra One Finger!"

   Monk Wangyou's eyes shone with golden light, and the Vajra phantom suppressed it with one finger.

   "Heh" Nie Dongliu sneered.

   "Cut!"

  Feng Wanli stretched out his sword finger, and hundreds of sword lights roared out.

   Wants to wrap up the incoming six.

  The two sides did not chat at all, one side attacked and the other side defended.

  The sword light turned into a long river, lying in front of the six people.

"kill!"

  The six people used their own means, and the real energy exploded, and several attacks went straight to Feng Wanli.

   "Sword light differentiation!"

  Feng Wanli pointed his sword at the sky, and the river of sword energy instantly split into hundreds of sword lights.

   I was caught off guard.

  The six of them can only defend passively. If they are not careful, the sword energy will cut off the flesh and blood.

   Feng Wanli stood in the void, pointing his sword at the sky.

  The six people in front of them were firmly locked by hundreds of sword lights, and they couldn't escape at all.

   There is a sword fairy scene.

   Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and spread his palms.

  The vitality of heaven and earth condensed in the void is like a funnel.

  He is right where the bottom is.

  He could feel the battle outside, but he couldn't move.

   can only continue to break through.

  If he failed to break through, not only would his path to martial arts be cut off, but his life would also be lost.

  He can only stabilize himself as much as possible and form a golden core as soon as possible.

  The real energy in the body continued to riot, and Zhang Jing's chest rose and fell slightly.

  Essence, Qi, God.

  The three are condensed into a golden pill.

   Zhang Jing already knew these theoretical knowledge well.

   Monk Wangyou, Han Qianshu, and even Xiao Jing have all told him about their experiences in this regard.

  So, Mr. Zhang didn't show much panic at the moment.

   Followed the process.

   "Boom."

  The porcelain bottle containing the millennium spirit liquid was crushed by Zhang Jing.

  Placing the dragon spirit beads, Zhang Jing did not move.

  It is easy to form alchemy with the help of dragon energy, but there may be some troubles in the future.

  If the road to martial arts is cut off, then Zhang Jing will regret it.

   After all, he doesn't feel any resistance now, and the process of forming the alchemy is relatively smooth.

"boom!"

  Madman Chu's body hit the ground heavily.

  Monk Wangyou bled from the corner of his mouth, but his body was still upright.

   Just like that, he stood in front of Nie Dongliu.

   "Is it worth dying for Zhang Jing? Crazy monk, as long as you retreat now, I can spare your life for the sake of Jinlian Temple," Nie Dongliu said lightly.

  Monk Wangyou grinned, looked at Madman Chu on the ground, focused his eyes on Nie Dongliu, and said with a chuckle:

   "Master Nie, please send the poor monk to the West Paradise!"

   "Chop suey!"

  Feng Wanli snorted, and Mochen's sword intent erupted behind him.

  In an instant, in the eyes of the six people, the breeze gradually cooled, the drizzle drifted, and the world seemed to have changed.

"Puff puff."

  Several consecutive sounds of sword energy entering the body, the six of them opened their eyes wide and lay on the ground.

   Looking back at Feng Wanli, the Weichen sword was stuck on the ground, and his figure was a bit hunched.

  It doesn't look like Zhang Jing has penetrated the artistic conception.

  He can only be induced by force, and he will inevitably be affected.

   "Brother Zhang, you owe me your life," Feng Wanli raised his head and glanced at the sky.

   After that, he poured a drop of the Millennium Spiritual Liquid into his mouth.

  Feng Wanli stood on the ground leaning on his sword, without moving.

  His task is to wait here for Zhang Jing to form an alchemy to prevent someone from sneaking in.

   "People in Buddhism are really tough," Nie Dongliu said in a low voice.

   "Sanyang Seal!"

  Madman Chu activated the secret technique once again, and the **** smoke gathered again.

   "You are also a hard-headed person, and you deserve to be number one on the Billboard," Nie Dongliu smiled.

   "Brother Zhang, the promise you made will be paid for by Chu's life, hahahaha"

   Madman Chu laughed wildly.

   "Brother Chu still owes you that matter!"

  (end of this chapter)