Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 651 Thousands of Ghosts Overwhelm the City!

  After that voice resounded, outside of Shangjing, the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, as if the world had been destroyed.

  The voice of the person who spoke was hoarse, and it was impossible to recognize who it was. Naturally, it was difficult to determine the location.

  Zhang Jing's complexion was still dull, and he stepped lightly on the first step.

  Bai Hong, who was dressed in white, moved his expression, and lightly moved the holy weapon in his hand, and a burst of sword energy exuding extreme sharpness instantly slashed towards a part of the cloud.

   "Boom!!"

  The dark clouds instantly disintegrated, and a scream sounded from somewhere in the void.

"what!!"

   Soon the blood rain cry began to emerge in the void.

   Slay Heaven and Man with one sword!

  The eyes of the spectators turned to Bai Hong in an instant, and there was a flash of shock.

  Jianhuang's expression was very dignified, but judging from that sword, this Baihong must be manifesting his holiness without a doubt, and he was an extremely strong existence among all of them.

   At least absolutely inferior to him.

  Who is this?

  Jianhuang couldn't figure out who this person was no matter how much he thought about it.

  When Zhang Jing beheaded Li Xuantian before, someone actually knew that Zhang Jing had someone to help him, otherwise it would be very difficult to kill Li Xuantian.

  Everyone guessed that this person was a manifestation of the Holy Spirit, but they didn't know who this person was.

Moreover, during this month, Bai Hong seldom showed up, because everyone has not confirmed the identity of this person, covered by a faint white light, except for the top-level power, even Han Qianshu, Lu Fengxian and others cannot see through the white light .

  However, Han Qianshu already knew Bai Hong's true identity.

  After beheading Heaven and Man with a single sword, Bai Hong looked as usual, and stood quietly by the side without any movement.

   seems to be waiting for the next provocation.

   There was silence in the arena, and he began to seriously measure the strength that Dong Qi had revealed.

  Not to mention the great powers of the gods and gods, there are two of them in terms of the power of the gods alone.

   Moreover, the man in white didn't seem to have the slightest intention of seizing power, and he was completely convinced by Zhang Jing, which had to shock everyone.

   Two sages and great powers sit in charge, what kind of strength is this?

  As soon as the Daewoo Dynasty was established, its strength became the number one power in the world.

   Of course, if the two holy ancestors of Western Chu and Southern Jin could leave the capital, it would not be so simple.

  Compared to the shock inside the imperial city, the shock outside Shangjing was even greater.

  They were very close, but they could clearly feel the horror of that sword strike. Apart from showing great power, no one was sure of being able to receive that sword strike.

As for the person who spoke, his strength is also very extraordinary. He is a loose cultivator of the Demonic Dao. His strength is comparable to that of Void, but he is vicious and vicious. He has not walked in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years. Many people think that This old devil has melted away.

   I didn't expect to appear here, and was beheaded by someone with a sword.

   "Hey, this old devil deserves what he deserves."

   "Good to die!!"

  There is a sound transmission in the void.

   It seems that he has some festivals with that old devil.

   "But that man's strength is really strong, he can kill that old devil with a single sword."

   "Yes, it is said that the old devil has a very strong life-saving ability."

   "Hey. I don't know who ordered it. I didn't test out any strength, but it killed him instead."

  Zuo Qiansheng's face was a bit gloomy, that old devil was instigated by him, he didn't tell the leader of the White Lotus Sect and others about this matter, it was completely arbitrarily asserted.

  The old devil was in a catastrophe a hundred years ago, and his life was in danger. He saved him. He thought he could use it for a while, but he died now.

  That sword, even he almost didn't react.

   When he wanted to make a move, it was already a bit late, so he didn't move.

  I thought it was the Fa Xiang Yuanshen under Zhang Jing's hands, and let the old devil fight with them for a while, so as to save their face, I didn't expect

   "Brother Zuo. How is it?"

   "Do you still want to do it?"

  Yangdingtian sound transmission way.

   Zuo Qiansheng hesitated for a moment.

  In the imperial city, Zhang Jing continued to step on the steps expressionlessly, a total of 7749 steps, and now he has walked 20 steps.

  Lv Fengxian and Yu Qingzi looked at each other, and a trace of deep fear flashed towards Bai Hong.

  No one of them could block that sword.

  While Zhang Jing was walking, the black national destiny lingering over Shangjing also gradually began to change, and the heavenly beings could feel that Zhang Jing's aura became stronger and longer.

  The rumbling black national fortune continued to gather towards Zhang Jing.

  Jianghuang held his breath, his heart throbbed inexplicably for a while, and an extremely dangerous feeling rushed into his heart.

  The current sword emperor understands that Zhang Jing's strength at the moment is estimated to have surpassed him.

  People watching the battle can feel that Zhang Jing's aura is gradually rising, and the Da Neng who hides in the void outside of Shangjing can naturally feel some of it.

   "National Games."

   "Is this the fate of the Daewoo Dynasty?"

   "How do you feel that this national fortune seems to be able to boost Zhang Jing's strength?"

   "National fortune is really unpredictable, no wonder Li Xuantian can use the national fortune to cover himself."

   "I can't wait any longer." Zuo Qiansheng murmured in his heart.

  Don’t do anything now, and wait until Zhang Jing accumulates strength and formally establishes the country. I don’t know what will happen. If Zhang Jing can use the national fortune to burst out with the strength to look down on Li Xuantian, it will be much more difficult for them to carve up.

  The Venerable Three Burials squinted his eyes, looked at the black national fortune, and suddenly realized that it looked like a very mysterious power of Buddhism in ancient books, and that power was called "the power of faith!"

  It's a pity that the Buddhist inheritance that Lingshan got back then was not complete, and the method of this power was precisely missing in it, and only a few words remained.

  During the Battle of Beiyan, Zuo Qiansheng pointed out the role of the fate of the country in the Four Great Patriarchs. The three burials kept it in mind and kept reading ancient books.

  Shangqing Daomen's manifesting power is hidden in the deepest part of the void, looking at the gradually solidified black national fortune, with a dignified expression, wondering what he is thinking about.

   "Let's do it together!!"

  Zuo Qiansheng instantly transmitted voice to the other three.

   If one person fights alone, the man in white with the sword can block it alone, which is of little significance. Only by doing it together and carrying monstrous power can Zhang Jing be forced to do it.

  As long as Zhang Jing's strength is still within the controllable range, what about the two manifesting saints?

  Zuo Qiansheng faintly felt that the three of them, including the three of them, would never be less than six. This was the camp that besieged Murong Jue in the Battle of Beiyan.

  Zuo Qiansheng doesn't think that Zhang Jing has the strength to look down on half-step true immortals.

"it is good!"

   "Do it!"

   Several people quickly figured out Zuo Qiansheng's actions.

  The four of them emerged from the void instantly.

  The mighty ones hiding in the void turned their gazes to them one after another, with playful smiles in their eyes, knowing that they wanted to be this early bird.

   Maybe they even caused the old devil before.

  Someone's eyes flashed with shock, looking at the four of them.

  These four people are all the masters of a sect, their strength is monstrous, three of them show their great power, and even if the other is not enough to show their holiness, they can barely survive in front of their holiness, and they can even fight back.

  The Mother of Inanimate Ghosts, the leader of the White Lotus Sect, the leader of the Guangming Sect, and the leader of the Hidden Sect, each of them is enough to shake the world. Their appearance can be said to make some people who have bad intentions for Zhang Jing a little bit excited.

   There was a slight smile on the face of Venerable Three Burials, which he had expected a long time ago.

   Wusheng Guimu made a move with one hand, and a small black banner fell into her hand. It was the magical weapon that Wusheng Guimu made with her own hands, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner!

  Although this ten thousand ghost banner is just a magic weapon, its power is much higher than that of ordinary magic soldiers. It is precisely with the help of the power of this ten thousand ghost banner that the lifeless ghost mother can rule the world.

   "All ghosts are born!"

  The Lifeless Ghost Mother shouted in a low voice, and threw the ten thousand ghost banners in her hand into the void, rising in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they became hundreds of feet in size.

  A faint black light radiated from the banner, and half-human-sized ghost heads poured out of the ten thousand ghost banners.

   "Jie Jie Jie"

   "Hey hey hey"

   "Hoo Hoo"

   Guitou can't speak, only cold and small.

  The Inanimate Ghost Mother's face was serious, and with one thought, the infinite ghosts would directly kill the capital.

   Thousands of ghosts crush the city!

  Such a terrifying scene changed the colors of the hidden powers outside the capital, and the power of the ghost mother's ten thousand ghost banners seemed to be even stronger.

  The leader of the White Lotus Sect waved his palm, and a Baizhang white lotus exuding terrifying power condensed in the void, forming a sharp contrast with the black ghosts beside him.

  One side is the resentful ghosts, and the other side is the huge and holy white lotus.

  Like night and light, justice and evil.

  Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Guangming Sect, stepped forward, and there seemed to be nine great suns bursting out with strong light in the void. The terrifying power made the leader of the White Lotus Sect a little dignified.

   There is also a lot of filth between the White Lotus Sect and the Guangming Sect.

   "Nine yangs unite!"

  Yang Dingtian's voice was indifferent, and the nine suns covering the sky in the void instantly condensed into one, and the power that erupted was even better.

  Naturally, Zuo Qiansheng couldn't hold back his hand, the secret was reversed, and a strong aura erupted from him instantly.

  He is the initiator of this operation. If even he keeps his hand, the other three people are even less likely to fight desperately. Therefore, Zuo Qiansheng exploded with great strength when he made a move.

  In just three breaths, the four great powers erupted with their own terrifying power, and the void outside Shangjing was completely covered.

  And within the imperial city, when the four of them showed up, they had already noticed it, because the four of them felt that their identities would not be able to be hidden, so it was better to show up openly.

  The attack of the four people was not going towards the imperial city, but towards the capital ahead. If they were allowed to do it, it would be a naked slap in the face.

   Lu Fengxian, Yu Qingzi, and Han Qianshu all changed their faces. Before they fought, they knew that they could never be opponents.

   Can only place hope on Zhang Jing and Bai Hong.

  Baihong Saint Soldier was about to attack as soon as he flashed, but Zhang Jing was one step ahead of him, and the small clock in his hand was thrown into the void by Zhang Jing!

  (end of this chapter)