Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 459 Unexpected Strength

   Monk Jueyuan frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

  Moyun is naturally Master Zhang’s means, the purpose,

   It is to let people in the nearby rivers and lakes can see it.

  Before Zhang Jing’s operation, although Jue Yuan was temporarily put down his guard.

  However, that is not safe, not only is it not safe, once Jue Yuan reacts, he will definitely be sure that Zhang Jing moved.

   After all, Zhang Jing's reaction was indeed a little too radical, which was a little unreasonable.

   It is easy to infer the cause and effect afterwards.

  Zhang Jing didn't think the old monk was a fool, he could be deceived so easily.

  So, Zhang Jing came to kill this old monk.

  The reason why Zhang Jing is not used as Zhang Jing is not because Zhang Jing is afraid. He dares to kill even if he is aware of it. Naturally, he will not be afraid of Lingshan's revenge.

  But simply want to save trouble.

  Anyway, with Li Zheng's status, he is still idle when he is idle.

  Furthermore, in this way, Zhang Jing's identity can be thrown out in a short time.

  Don't let the people in Lingshan suspect, after all, Jue Yuan apologized to Zhang Jing in front of many people.

   Moreover, Jue Yuan's death will suppress Ming Jue's death, but I don't know how long it can be suppressed.

  Using the identity of Zhang Jing to kill Jue Yuan is certainly cool, but what if the old bald donkey in Lingshan doesn't talk about martial arts and sends heaven and man to intercept him?

  Beating the young to the old, Zhang Jing couldn’t be more credible about the rumored Lingshan

  Even if the imperial court avenged him, he also killed the Jindan in Lingshan.

   But, it was already too late.

   A person cannot be resurrected after death. Once a person dies, it is too late.

   "Well, what is that?"

  Suddenly, someone discovered the black clouds covering the sky, and then they began to exclaim.

  The place where Jue Yuan is now is not a wilderness.

   This is an official road with a large number of pedestrians on it.

  Jueyuan opened his Buddhist supernatural powers, his celestial eye, trying to see clearly what was in the magic cloud.

  Golden light burst out all over his eyes, setting off Jue Yuan like a golden man.

  But no matter how he waited and watched, there was still a dark piece in the black cloud.

  Jueyuan realized that the strength of the incoming person might not be inferior to him.

  Dark clouds pressed down on the ground, like the end of the world.

  The pedestrians below reacted and retreated to the distance to watch.

  They are not ordinary people, and there are more or less cultivation behind them.

  The most powerful is the first-class master.

   "Master, this." The first-class expert was surrounded by several subordinates.

  Feeling the huge power, they couldn't help being a little horrified.

   "Get out of here first," the man called the leader said solemnly.

  He considers himself to be a knowledgeable person, and he has seen several battles between the strongest in the realm of innate masters.

  But compared with the power in front of him, it is completely insignificant.

   There is no comparison at all.

   "Where is the evildoer daring to be so rude?" Jue Yuan took a step forward, his eyes wide open.

  The golden elixir instantly stirred up the sky, and a golden light overflowed behind it, as if the Buddha came to the world.

   "The demon monk in Lingshan harms all living beings, and now I am here, how dare you disrespect?"

  A heavy voice resounded through the entire world.

  There is a clear distinction between heaven and earth.

  One side is Moyun Zongheng, and the other side is Jinguang Dasheng.

   "Monster, why don't you dare to show yourself?" Jue Yuan snorted.

"Humph."

  Zhang Jing snorted coldly, and the magic cloud that controlled half of the sky began to roll.

  A series of magic dragons kept swimming.

   Soon, a path was made in the magic cloud.

  Nine ferocious dragons flew out of the magic cloud, pulling a majestic throne.

  Master Zhang is sitting on the throne wearing a mysterious ghost face.

   In terms of cards, Zhang Jing has never been afraid of anyone.

  It is nothing more than controlling the vitality of the world and forming a few magic dragons.

   But the impact it caused was not so simple.

   Jue Yuan looked at the black-clothed man in front of him with a serious face.

  Even if that person showed up, he couldn't see the mystery.

  But the feeling can also feel that this is a monster.

   "Tian Mo Dao?" Jue Yuan stared closely at Zhang Jing.

  The major demon sects in this world are nothing more than those few.

   And this style of acting is most similar to Tian Mo Dao.

   "Devil, do you want to start a war between good and evil?" Jue Yuan said coldly.

   "No, I'm just here to kill you," Zhang Jing's voice was like Hong Zhong under the ghost's face.

   "Kill me? Haha, devil, you are a bit too rampant, both at the Jindan realm."

  Monk Jueyuan sneered.

  Lingshan is the top sect in the world. When it comes to the same situation, Lingshan should also surpass ordinary forces.

  The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth curled up slightly, and he glanced into the distance for a while.

  More and more people gathered in the distance.

   Afterwards, Mr. Zhang did it directly.

  A blade of magic energy hundreds of feet long cut out.

  In an instant, the golden light that evenly divided the sky was cut with a huge hole.

   "Amitabha."

   Jueyuan didn't hide or evade, and recited a Buddha's name.

   Suddenly, a hundred-foot Buddha's hand condensed in the void.

  Five fingers spread out, and the bergamot grasped the cut magic knife.

  In the eyes of the people below, the void seemed to freeze for a moment.

   Then,

   "Boom"

   Accompanied by a roar that resounded through the sky and the earth.

  The huge bergamot and magic knife both disappeared in the void.

  The heat wave emanating made many Jianghu people who retreated for several miles feel a little unsteady.

   "Let's go," the leader of the first-class realm ordered, and his figure burst back again.

   Facing the evenly matched blow just now, Zhang Jing's face remained flat.

  He had expected this a long time ago.

  Jueyuan's cultivation base is Jindan Ninth Rank, and he is equipped with various martial arts supernatural powers of Lingshan.

  If it is really that simple, it can be solved.

  Lingshan will not let him investigate the cause of Mingjue's death by default.

  The reason for letting him come is that he still has the strength to suppress Tang Jian, including Zhang Jing.

  After the sword glow shattered, Zhang Jing and Zhang Jing moved at the same time.

  Because both parties are aware of the difficulty of the other party.

  Jueyuan's hands continued to form Buddhist seals, and golden lotus flowers kept bombarding out.

  And Zhang Jing kept cutting out the magic knife.

"boom!"

  The two bombarded each other directly head-on, and the rumbling sound was like thunder.

  The magic clouds and golden light are constantly intertwined in the sky.

   Formed a beautiful picture scroll.

   Zhang Jing and Jue Yuan are the authors of this painting.

  The continuous bursts of attacks from the two are like spraying paint.

   "A fairy!!"

  Many ordinary people who were far apart knelt on the ground one after another, not daring to look directly at the miraculous fight in the sky.

To them. This can indeed be called a fairy.

   "One day, I will also reach this state," the leader of the first-class state watched the battle in the sky, and secretly made an oath in his heart.

   "Desperate!"

  Hundreds of magic sword lights erupted as Zhang Jing slashed out.

   Swords fell like rain, streams of black light wanted to cover Jueyuan.

  Jueyuan didn't even droop his eyelids, he just kept chanting Buddhist scriptures from his mouth.

   Soon, streaks of golden light flowed, forming a lotus throne under his body.

   Jueyuan sat cross-legged, with a mysterious Buddha seal formed on his right hand.

  It looks like a ****.

  The lotus throne under his body swelled in the wind with the movement of Jue Yuan's hands.

   But in an instant, it turned into a huge golden lotus nearly a hundred feet in size.

  The golden lotus closed, and hundreds of sword glows bombarded it.

   Zhang Jing frowned, and the slowly flowing golden giant lotus absorbed the sword glow.

   It's like water droplets meeting rivers and lakes, and they are instantly merged into it.

   Sitting cross-legged among the golden lotus, Jue Yuan smiled, and then raised his hand slightly.

  The golden giant lotus blooms instantly.

   Moyun was instantly suppressed by the golden light.

   Hundreds of sword lights erupted by Zhang Jing just now erupted from the golden lotus.

  The target pointed directly at Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing's face tightened, and he swung the knife.

   directly wiped out a large area of ​​the incoming sword light.

   But this is only a small part of it.

  A large number of magic sword lights followed closely behind, and it was more than that.

  Monk Jueyuan clasped his palms together, and then separated them abruptly.

  The golden giant lotus petals that enveloped Jueyuan began to fall off one by one.

   "My Buddha is merciful."

  A Buddha's trumpet sounded, and the fallen petals turned into streamers of light, cutting directly towards Zhang Jing.

   "The undefeated golden body!"

   Zhang Jing's arms trembled, and a magic shield instantly condensed in front of him.

   "Boom"

  The bombardment of Daomang collided with the shield.

"boom!"

  The shield shattered directly, and Zhang Jing's clothes also shattered.

  The well-defined muscles on his body flowed with an inexplicable light.

   Despite countless attacks and collisions, Zhang Jing stood still.

  His physical body is like a tough city wall, blocking all attacks.

  So, in Jue Yuan's eyes, there was such a scene.

  The upper body bare demon in front of him exudes a mysterious dark golden streamer, withstanding all the attacks with his own strength.

  The most important thing is that judging from its appearance, it doesn't seem to have suffered any damage.

   Monk Jueyuan looked a little shocked.

   This was the first time he had seen such a powerful physical body.

  His full blow could not break his physical defense.

   This simply made him a little unbelievable.

   After cultivating in Lingshan for hundreds of years, he has also seen extremely strong people who have cultivated their bodies.

   It’s like Mingjue.

  But the devil in front of him is probably several times stronger than Mingjue's physical body.

   Such a powerful body represents extremely terrifying strength.

   "This devil must be suppressed, otherwise there will be another devil giant in the future," Jue Yuan thought to himself.

   And looking at the character of the devil, he seems to be very displeased with Lingshan. If he breaks through to heaven, Lingshan will add another enemy.

  Thinking of this, Jue Yuan has already made up his mind, even if he pays a huge price, he will suppress this devil.

   "Devil, die!"

  Jueyuan let out a low cry, and his golden core stirred up the enormous energy of heaven and earth around him.

   Buddha's giant palms are condensed in the void.

   Zhang Jing's face was a bit dignified, and this time he was a little careless.

  He expected Jue Yuan to be powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

  Under full strength, even he can be suppressed.

  Jue Yuan's face was indifferent, and he uttered a word lightly:

   "Town!"

  (end of this chapter)