Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 581 Holy soldier!

   Zhang Jing originally thought that this sword was just a good sword, and was placed under a thousand feet of magma by Jianjian Villa to cultivate spirituality, but Zhang Jing planned to take this sword away with the idea of ​​not going empty.

   But he never expected that this sword would cause such a big commotion, which has far exceeded the scope of a magic weapon, no, or the two are not the same at all.

   So, what is higher than the magic weapon?

   Without a doubt, Holy Soldiers!

   "Is this a holy sword?" Zhang Jing went from being unbelievable at the beginning to slowly accepting it.

   It’s not that Zhang Jing has never seen such things as holy soldiers. Zhang Jing has seen the Holy Fire Order of Guangming Sect and Jiange’s Sword of Immortal Execution, and knows how powerful it is.

  Yang Xiao, the bright left envoy of the primordial spirit realm, relied on the Holy Fire Order to overwhelm Xue Ning, who was in the virtual realm, and Xue Ning's real strength was more than just virtual.

  Then by analogy, wouldn't Zhang Jing be able to achieve invincibility in the realm of Faxiang with this holy sword in hand?

   This thought flashed through Zhang Jing's mind.

  Although Zhang Jing uses a knife, the sword is not unusable. It is just a tool anyway, and it will be affected at most, but the power it brings can be compared with more than a magic knife.

  In an instant, Zhang Jing was ready to take the sword away and keep it for his own use.

   This used to be the secret of the Sword-making Villa, but not anymore.

  Thanks to all the staff of Jianjian Villa for forging a holy sword for themselves.

The movement just now was a bit loud, and the people at the Sword-making Villa must have known about it, but Zhang Jing is not afraid, with the previous surge in strength, and the holy soldier that the Sword-making villa has forged for him, Mr. Zhang can confidently say something .

  The realm of Yuanshen is invincible, the realm of Faxiang has few opponents, and the realm of Manifestation has never been known.

After getting the holy sword, Zhang Jing lost the mind to continue looking for some sky spirit crystal. If the delay was too long and some formations were set up, even if Zhang Jing's strength skyrocketed, it would be difficult for Zhang Jing to get out. He had to fight this time difference .

"boom!"

   Fighting with one blow, he retreated tens of meters with three swords, his face turned pale.

  Zhuang Wanxian was really a little angry, and he did not hesitate to use the blessing of the secret method to increase his strength, in order to defeat the three people in front of him as soon as possible, and then enter the magma to get back the holy sword.

   "Boom!"

  The turbulent magma exploded with a bang, Mr. Zhang jumped up from the magma, just in time to see the scene where Duan Sandao was repelled.

  In an instant, Zhang Jing understood the situation. The person who repelled Duan San Dao should be Zhuang Wanxian, the owner of Jianjian Villa, without any surprises.

   Stretched out his hand and made a move, the Hongchen Knife firmly inserted in the rock wall not far away fell into his hand. As for the holy sword, it was simply sacrificed by Zhang Jing and collected in the Lingtai.

   "Brother Li!"

  Jiang Youdao looked at Zhang Jing with surprise on his face. Although he had expected that "Li Zheng" would fight with Huo Qilin and enter the magma, no one was sure about it.

   Now that Zhang Jing has appeared, what about Fire Qilin?

   Was he killed or escaped.

   Also, what happened to the sound of the sword just now, and what happened below?

  Jiang Youdao has a lot of questions he wants to ask, but this season is not very suitable.

  The moment Zhang Jing came out of the magma, Zhuang Wanxian also noticed it. He stared at Zhang Jing and asked in a low voice:

   "You moved the Heavenly Sword?"

   His eyes were full of anger.

   "Heavenly Sword? That sword is called Heavenly Sword?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes.

   "What Heavenly Sword?"

   Zhang Jing looked at Zhuang Wanxian indifferently.

   "Play stupid with me? Then die! Kill you, and I can get back the Heavenly Sword."

  Zhuang Wanxian snorted coldly, two of the four divine swords burst out with infinite sword energy, and wanted to give Zhang Jing a baptism of sword rain.

   But Zhang Jing just hooked the corner of his mouth lightly, then raised his right arm and swung it suddenly.

Zhang Jing's heavy fist swung out. It looked ordinary and nothing surprising, but it contained extremely terrifying power. After several times of strengthening, the power of Qi and blood on Zhang Jing's body had surpassed Ordinary celestial beings do not know how many times, under the enhancement of unicorn blood, demon tiger blood, dragon energy, and various treasures of heaven and earth.

   Zhang Jing's blow was already terrifying.

   The moment it was swung, the surrounding space was distorted.

   "Boom!"

   Both time and space seem to have a momentary stagnation.

  The sky-striking sharpness, the terrifying sword aura that is difficult for ordinary gold pills to catch, was turned into dust under this punch, and the two divine swords flew towards Zhuang Wanxian with a little trembling.

  The field was silent for a while, except for the magma rolling below, there was no sound.

  Jiang Youdao, Duan Sandao, and Song Tianxing's eyes widened, and a look of disbelief flashed across their faces. When did Li Zheng's strength become so terrifying?

   Did they hide their clumsiness or did they get an unexpected opportunity from below?

Zhuang Wanxian glanced at Zhang Jing solemnly. He knew his own strength too well. He felt that the person in front of him was just a powerful soul. No matter how strong he was, he could at most resist it. With a punch, he broke his means.

   "Several people, don't just watch, kill this person quickly, and then I will go into the magma together to capture the fire unicorn."

   Zhang Jing glanced at a few people and reminded.

  It is to tell them that Huo Qilin is not dead yet, they didn't come in vain, and they can't let them feel that they got great benefits from Huo Qilin, although this is indeed the case.

   "Okay, kill Zhuang Wanxian first."

  Duan Sandao took a deep look at Zhang Jing and nodded.

  Zhuang Wanxian's complexion changed, and the four divine swords protected his body, forming a sword formation, firmly protecting himself.

   Zhang Jing took the lead, and a blade of light slashed out.

  Jiang Youdao and the others were not idle, and attacked Zhuang Wanxian one after another.

  With the addition of Zhang Jing, a powerful army, Zhuang Wanxian fell into an absolute disadvantage as soon as he fought, because Zhang Jing's strength was not inferior to him.

   The infinite sword energy hovered and did not dare to fight back, and could only defend under the terrifying sword light.

   "Brother Zhuang, what happened?"

   Just when Zhuang Wanxian was in danger, outside Huoyuan, the ordinary middle-aged man made a penetrating voice, which made Zhuang Wanxian instantly happy.

   "Come and help me, both of you, and Zhuang will be rewarded in the future," Zhuang Wanxian replied.

  His words were short, because he didn't have the time for a long speech, telling them the cause and effect.

   "Go down?" the old man with the broken arm said calmly.

   "Don't you want to see the holy sword hidden in Jianjian Villa?"

   "Hehe. Then let's go."

  The speed of the two great powers quickly reached under the magma. Although the passage in the past was destroyed, it was not a big deal for them.

  In fact, they could have come faster, but they were delayed for some time when they faced the restrictions from outside.

  The timing of their going down was good, just in time to see Zhuang Wanxian's forearm being cut off.

   This was caused by Zhang Jing's knife.

  After the strengthening of the unicorn blood, not only Zhang Jing's qi and blood soared, but even Yuanshen reached an unknown ten-inch realm. Zhang Jing didn't know if he was unprecedented or future.

   "Brother Zhu, Brother Yan, as long as you help me kill these devil thieves who are coveting the Heavenly Sword of my Jianzhuang Villa, Zhuang will definitely reward you handsomely."

   Zhuang Wanxian hastily promised.

   There is basically no hope for him to regain the holy sword. That person's strength is not inferior to his, and with the three great powers next to him joining forces, he is no match at all.

  I can only hope that these two allies of Jiange and Buried Sword Mountain can help me.

   "Brother Zhuang, don't worry, my swordsmanship sect has already withered, so it is impossible to just sit back and watch something happen at the Sword Making Villa," the middle-aged man with an ordinary face and the old man with a broken arm looked at each other and said loudly.

   "Thank you very much."

   "Since we are helpers, let's stay together!"

  Master Zhang stepped forward in two steps, slashed down with a knife in his right hand, and the terrifying light of the knife enveloped Zhuang Wanxian.

The old man with a broken arm raised his good right arm, pinched his sword finger, and several gray sword glows appeared. Afterwards, the sword turned into silk and rushed towards Broken Three Swords. The ordinary middle-aged man simply held the sword in his hand , swipe lightly.

  It seemed that the entire space was cut, Song Tianxing was on guard, and was slashed with a sword again. This sword directly shattered his defense and chopped his forearm into pieces.

  Although these two people are only in the Yuanshen realm, their strength is not weak.

  It is difficult to practice swordsmanship, and correspondingly, his own strength is far superior to ordinary people, and Song Tianxing's injuries are not small, and after another scuffle, the injuries intensified, and his strength was damaged, so there was such a scene.

   The dogfight started again.

  The narrow space accommodated seven great powers fighting each other. It was a disaster. The magma below surged higher and higher, and more and more boulders fell.

   Gradually, the seven of them could not tell the winner in a short time.

  Although Zhang Jing is playing against Zhuang Wanxian, he is a great power in the realm of reality after all. Even if he is at a disadvantage, it is not easy to tell the winner.

   On the other side of Duan San Dao, it was suppressed by the guys from Jiange and Buried Sword Mountain.

  Actually, if Zhang Jing fully grasped the holy sword, he could defeat Zhuang Wanxian faster.

  But Zhang Jing just got the holy sword and only went through a simple sacrifice. If Zhuang Wanxian, the owner of the sword-making villa, has any other secret method to call back the holy soldier, it will seal the victory for the enemy.

In fact, Zhang Jing was not wrong. Zhuang Wanxian has cultivated holy soldiers for nearly two hundred years, and he has indeed placed several restrictions on them. After Zhang Jing took them out, he could recall the possibly unfulfilled holy soldier go.

   "Boom!!"

  The two parties retreated a certain distance.

   Zhuang Wanxian and the others decided not to fight here after some exchanges, but to lure them outside, trap them with the Ten Thousand Swords Falling Immortal Formation in Jianjian Villa, and finally deal with them slowly.

  Anyway, there is only one way to leave Jianjian Villa. They are not afraid of them escaping. They don't know that Duan Sandao actually has a teleportation array in his hand.

  Seeing Zhuang Wanxian and the others taking advantage of the situation to leave, Duan Sandao and the others were about to pursue, but were stopped by Zhang Jing's words.

  (end of this chapter)