Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 489 Killing the Miao Family (for subscription)

   But it is just like what he said to Chu Kuangren before.

   In the face of absolute strength, all means are futile.

  The gap between Zhang Jing and Miao Zong cannot be easily bridged.

  If it is an ordinary Jindan Rank 7, then if Miao Zong joins forces with the high priest, even if he loses, he will definitely be able to retreat unscathed.

  However, Zhang Jing is not an ordinary Jindan Rank 7 powerhouse.

  Strictly speaking, Zhang Jing is now at the seventh rank of Jindan, the peak strength of Jindan.

  Both rank seven of Jindan, Zhao Yutang in Zhang Jing's hands is like the gap between a child and an adult.

   Needless to say, the two of them are middle-stage Golden Core guys.

   Zhang Jing really has the strength to kill a child with one blow, not to mention facing them, Zhang Jing did his best.

  Miao Zong's face was full of despair. He tried his best, but he couldn't wipe out the black dragon in front of him. At most, he could only reduce some of his strength.

   "Boom"

   Miao Zong imitated Zhang Jing and set up a shield in front of him, but the effect was very different.

  The shield shattered at the first contact.

   The battle is basically over.

  From Zhang Jing rushing to the end, that is, a quarter of an hour passed.

   Zhang Jing's ability to do this in such a short period of time is enough to prove Zhang Jing's strength.

   "Uh uh."

   There was a sound in Miao Zong's throat, and Zhang Jing grabbed his neck with one hand.

  The other hand was printed on his dantian, breaking his golden core.

   Zhang Jing's face was full of indifference, and he carried Miao Zong's half-dead body to Chu Kuangren's side.

"boom!"

   Zhang Jing casually threw Miao Zong on the ground, together with that old-faced guy.

  The high priest's black robe has long since disappeared, revealing his original appearance.

  It was an extremely withered face, like a hundred-year-old tree bark, black and wrinkled, and the flesh and blood on his body was also a bit rancid. Although it was still bloody, it had turned slightly black.

  The voice sounds like a seven or eight-year-old child, which is really disgusting.

   "Brother Chu," Zhang Jing stepped forward and put the healing elixir into the mouths of Madman Chu and the other three.

   "Brother Zhang. They used tricks on me," Madman Chu said intermittently.

   Zhang Jing frowned, and put his hand on Chu Kuangren's body to feel it.

  Afterwards, Zhang Jing withdrew his hand, walked up to Miao Zong, and said lightly:

   "Remove his body."

  Under Zhang Jing's perception, he discovered the tricks on Chu Kuangren's body.

  He can actually solve it himself, but it will take at least a few days.

   "Uh uh." A voice came from the high priest's throat.

   With a wave of his hand, Zhang Jing took back the means of imprisoning his business.

   "Let me go, I can help him understand," the high priest said in some strange Central Plains dialect.

   "I'm not negotiating terms with you," Zhang Jing shook his head.

   "Let my life go, Your Excellency, just ask for the conditions," the high priest repeated again, as if he wanted to use this to threaten Zhang Jing.

  However, Zhang Jing doesn’t like this.

   Walking forward, Zhang Jing raised his hand and suspended the high priest in the air, and then wisps of sword energy burst out from his fingertips and landed on the high priest.

   "Ah ah."

  The high priest couldn't help screaming.

  Slices of flesh as thin as a cicada's wings fell from the high priest.

   It was flesh and blood stained with poisonous gas, and it made a sizzling sound as soon as it landed on the ground.

   Zhang Jing ignored the high priest's scolding and begging for mercy, thinking it was the sound of a dog barking.

   In just a short while, only a skeleton remained of the high priest's leg, with the tendons tightly attached to it.

   All the flesh and blood were cut off, but the red blood vessels were unscathed.

   Zhang Jing has already mastered this skill.

   "I said, I'm not negotiating terms with you, so I'll help him out," Zhang Jing threw the high priest to the ground expressionlessly, and pointed at Chu Kuangren.

  Grandmaster Jindan's vitality is very tenacious, and when he speaks, he can see some tender flesh growing on the body of the high priest.

  But the growth rate is very slow. If it is a person with strong energy and blood like Zhang Jing, he will recover faster.

   "Let my life go, I'll help him out, or you can kill me," the high priest obviously knew his situation well, and whether he survived or not depends on this time.

  Although he has lived for hundreds of years, who would want to die if given the chance?

   "What you think is beautiful. Killing you is too cheap for you. I am going to cut off all the flesh and blood from your body, and then wait for you to grow up slowly, and it will start again and again."

   "In addition, don't think that I can't solve it without you. It's just a waste of a few days," Zhang Jing said, pointing his fingertips at the crotch of the high priest.

  The high priest was shocked for a moment.

  Men are often the easiest to compromise at this time.

   "I'll help him solve it, but you have to give me a good time." The high priest said hastily.

  Miao Zong next to him stared at Zhang Jing, wanting to say something, but Zhang Jing also sealed his mouth just now.

  Zhang Jing nodded and said:

"Can."

  The high priest saw Zhang Jing nodded, endured the severe pain, wiped a small black porcelain bottle from his body and threw it to Zhang Jing.

   "Pour this on his wounds," the High Priest whispered.

   Zhang Jing opened the black bottle, took a look, and found some black and viscous ointment inside.

  For the sake of safety, Zhang Jing slowly walked up to the high priest, pointed the ointment on the leg that had been cut off by him just now, and poured it down.

  The ointment touched the flesh and blood, and quickly melted in, and then a little bit of black frost emerged.

   "I won't lie to you," the high priest gritted his teeth and said, obviously he also suffered a lot.

   Seeing this scene, Zhang Jing was relieved and returned to Chu Kuangren's side.

   "This thing hurts a bit, Brother Chu, bear with it."

   "Brother Zhang, just come."

  Zhang Jing poured the ointment on Chu Kuangren without hesitation.

   "I've solved it for him, please give me a good time," the high priest said in an unclear Central Plains dialect.

"it is good."

   Zhang Jing raised his head, ready to make a move.

   "Wait a minute," the high priest said suddenly.

   Zhang Jing frowned, and glanced at him coldly.

   "I say something."

  Afterwards, without waiting for Zhang Jing's answer, the high priest suddenly turned his head to Miao Zong.

   "The one whose surname is Miao, I'm ****"

   After cursing, the high priest closed his eyes.

  If Miao Zong hadn't invited him to besiege and kill Chu Madman this time, how could he have fallen into the current situation?

  Zhang mirror expressionlessly pressed down lightly,

"boom!"

  The head of the high priest exploded like a watermelon.

   Then the whole body fell to the ground.

   "Zi Zi Zi"

   Soon, the high priest's body began to weaken, and he kept making noises.

   In just a moment, it turned into a puddle of poisonous water.

  A tree root that was very close was contaminated, and soon withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   This is not Zhang Jingdong's hand.

   This is caused by the fusion of various poisonous Gu insects on the high priest's body without suppression.

"boom!"

   Zhang Jing pointed at the ground, and a big hole was blown out.

   A Gu worm the size of a grain of rice that was about the size of a beetle was directly blasted out.

   "Playing with me?" Zhang Jing chuckled and crushed the Gu worm.

   This is the natal spirit Gu of the high priest, which can be regarded as the second life.

  In southern Xinjiang, only the Great Master of Golden Elixir can sacrifice.

   This thing is kept in the golden core of the high priest all the time, in order to be able to survive when encountering the desperate situation of life and death.

   But that's all, relying on Gu worms, unless you encounter a great opportunity in this life, you can only live and die with Gu worms, life is extremely fragile.

   Not everyone is Fang Yuan, not everyone can be reborn with the help of Spring and Autumn Gu.

  The original plan of the high priest was to pretend to be willing to die, let Zhang Jing relax his vigilance, and finally escaped with his life.

  After Jin Dan was abolished by Zhang Jing, he has been planning.

  Of course, the howling of pain when the flesh was cut off was not fake, it was really painful.

  However, Zhang Jing will not relax so easily, his mind is always on the high priest.

  Although Zhang Jing, the Dao of Gu insects in Southern Border, doesn't like it, he won't underestimate it just because of this.

   Being able to take root in southern Xinjiang for hundreds of thousands of years, making the powerful seniors of Western Chu helpless against southern Xinjiang, proves that this Gu worm does have a good way, even if it is not as good as martial arts, it is not much worse.

   "Brother Zhang." Madman Chu dispelled the things on his body, and has recovered some actions.

  His qi and blood are already extremely powerful, and his resilience is even more amazing.

   "Brother Chu is okay?"

   "There is no major problem, but it will take some time to cultivate," Chu Kuang said.

  He used the Sanyang seal twice in a row, which caused great damage to his body.

  If it wasn't for the high priest's tricks on him, once he used it for the third time, basically the foundation of martial arts would be broken.

  Because the qi and blood were almost exhausted in the first two times, and he couldn't quickly increase the qi and blood like Zhang Jing.

  The third burning can only be burning golden pills.

   "What's the situation this time? Why did the people from the Miao family attack you so persistently?" Zhang Jing asked.

  Neither of them mentioned rescue.

   This matter, just keep it in your heart.

  Madman Chu pondered for a while, and said everything he knew.

  After listening, Zhang Jing squinted her eyes, always thinking that it would not be so simple.

   "How much does Brother Chu know about the strength of the Miao family?" Zhang Jing asked.

   "The strength of the Miao family is very strong in southern Xinjiang, as far as I know." Madman Chu told what he knew.

   "Let's talk, I'll give you a happy ending too," Zhang Jing asked.

   Miao Zong stared fixedly at Zhang Jing and asked:

   "Who is your Excellency?"

   "I am asking you a question, it seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet," Zhang Jing stretched out his hand and pressed.

  Miao Zong's left leg was instantly crushed to pieces.

"what"

   Miao Zong couldn't help shouting out, this kind of pain is beyond the tolerance of ordinary people.

   "Forget it, don't ask."

  Zhang Jing shook his head and hooked the black iron chain that had hooked Madman Chu to Miao Zong's shoulder bones.

  (end of this chapter)