Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 617 The battle of the law and the manifestation of the holy

   "Okay, since the governor insists on taking action against the forces in the Jianghu, and you have no objection, I will order the governor to take charge of the military and the powerful people in the Zhenwu Division, and take action against the forces in the Jianghu. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed!"

   "The minister obeys the order!"

   Zhang Jing cupped his fists and said loudly.

  Han Qianshu, Xue Ning, Shu Boduan, and the strong military commanders of the North Korean Army all clapped their hands together and said:

   "Minister waits to obey the order!"

   "Minister waits to obey the order!"

   Shouted in unison, resounding through Fengtian Hall.

   Li Xian's heart was also ignited with boundless heroism, and he waved his hand:

   "I, Da Qi, have established the country for thousands of years, and these young people dare to underestimate me, Da Qi, they should be punished!"

  The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth twitched slightly, and a smile flashed across her face.

After the Great Court Meeting ended, Zhang Jing approached Xue Ning directly and asked him to rectify military affairs within two days. He must mobilize at least ten Jindan Grandmasters, fifty Innate Grandmasters, 100,000 ordinary sergeants, and joint Zhenwu Siqiang Those who work together.

Two days later, Zhang Jing summoned Zhenwusi masters at the Zhenwusi school grounds. Unless necessary, he could not leave the hands of Shangjing. Zhang Jing gathered a total of twelve Jindan masters, fifty-five innate masters, and two thousand ordinary Zhenwusi Wuwei. Combine all the powerful members of the military, and take action against those separatist forces who are unwilling to surrender.

  The powerhouses of the rivers and lakes are facing a cleansing once again.

  In a short time, more than 3,000 Jianghu warriors died in the hands of the court, and there were many Jindan masters among them.

  Many masters of the rivers and lakes approached Jiange or Lingshan one after another, begging them to uphold justice.

   And Zhang Jing also brought Han Qianshu, Shu Boduan, and Xue Ning to the gate of Jiange Mountain.

  The gate of the mountain where the Jiange is located is nine peaks like sword edges. Just by looking at it, one can feel a terrifying sharpness brewing.

  Swordsman, master killer!

  Among the rivers and lakes, when it comes to killing the strongest martial artist, it must be the sword repairer.

  Leaded by Zhang Jing, Uncle Duan, Han Qianshu and the other three stood behind Zhang Jing in a tacit understanding.

   "I don't know what kind of wind brought you here from the imperial court?"

  An overwhelming aura rises from the sword pavilion, and the extreme sharpness makes everyone within a radius of several thousand meters a little cold, and there are sword whistles,

   It's like the king of swords coming.

  Zhang Jing strongly suppressed the feeling that the holy sword in the Lingtai was eager to try, and raised his right leg lightly on the ground with a calm expression.

   "Boom!"

  The ground was rumbling, and Zhang Jing's step directly cracked the ground.

  Three beams of light rose from the Jiange, and slowly stopped and landed in front of everyone.

  The leader is the Sword Emperor that Zhang Jing met before.

   It's just that when I saw the Sword Emperor, he was Li Zheng of the Heavenly Demon Palace, but now he is the governor of the Zhenwu Division, Zhang Jing.

  Zhang Jing arched his hands: "I have long heard that the Sword Emperor is powerful, and seeing him today really deserves his reputation. Sword repairers in the world should respect the Sword Emperor."

  Jianhuang looked dignifiedly at Zhang Jing:

   "You are Zhang Jing, the governor of Zhenwu Division, who is famous all over the world. In just a few years, you can jump up to the top level of the rivers and lakes. I have heard of it for a long time."

   "I just don't know if Chief Commander Zhang isn't in Shangjing to practice in seclusion, why come to my Jiange?"

   After the sword emperor finished his courtesy, he asked directly.

  Zhang Jing didn't show the slightest sign of backing down: "I heard that the sword emperor is superior in strength, but Zhang is not talented, so I want to compete."

   "You?" The Sword Emperor seemed to be scrutinizing.

  The eyes are like two sharp sword qi, trying to cut Zhang Jing in half, but Zhang Jing stares at him with burning eyes.

Zhang Jing knew that with his current strength, he couldn't kill the Sword Emperor at all, so he didn't directly lead the court powerhouse to do it directly. Once the Sword Emperor and the two powerful men of Jiange escaped, even if Zhang Jing destroyed Jiange, it would not be worth the loss. things.

  Zhang Jing can't always patrol the territory, and the destructive power caused by a strong man like Jianhuang is very powerful.

   "That's right, it's Zhang."

   "It seems that Governor Zhang has not been promoted to manifest the Holy Spirit yet."

  Jianhuang didn't feel the aura of being holy in Zhang Jing, but he felt a dangerous aura in Zhang Jing.

   "The Sword Emperor doesn't need to test it out, Zhang has indeed not been promoted to be a saint yet."

   Zhang Jing said lightly.

   "I haven't been promoted to be a saint, but dare to challenge me. Governor Zhang is very confident."

   "Why, is manifesting the Holy Spirit invincible?"

   "Really compare?"

   "It's okay if you don't compare. Jiange's power has shrunk to the point it was three years ago, and he promised not to stand up for other Jianghu forces. If so, Zhang will resign immediately."

   "Hehe. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

   "Then please!"

   Zhang Jing said softly.

   "If I lose, I will agree to what you just said, but what if you lose?"

   "If I am defeated, the court now acquiesces in the territory Jiange now occupies, and this condition will always exist as long as Zhang is alive."

   "Okay, Governor Zhang please speak quickly, please!"

  Jianghuang's footsteps moved lightly, and in an instant he opened some distance from Jiange.

   Zhang Jing nodded and also followed behind him.

  Uncle Duan and Han Qianshu on the side stared wide-eyed. They didn't expect the two to negotiate the terms so quickly, and, most importantly, Zhang Jing didn't even discuss with them in advance.

  Xue Ning frowned even more. If Zhang Jing lost, the imperial court would not only lose a large area of ​​land to Jiange, but also lose its prestige in the world.

  However, Xue Ning can't speak out against and tear down the stage now, otherwise it will not only make people laugh, but even Zhang Jing will not let him go. Now he can only hope that Zhang Jing can win.

   But, is Zhang Jing really that powerful?

  The two celestial beings of Jiange appeared silently at the side of the fight, quietly waiting for the sword emperor to win the game.

   Zhang Jing and Sword Emperor stood face to face in the void, separated by nearly a thousand meters.

  The two are like the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, with a clear distinction.

   Zhang Jing's side covered the sky with a cloud of blood, as if the world had been destroyed, while the Sword Emperor's side screamed with sword energy, and the sky was clear.

  Zhang Jing faintly felt that Sword Emperor had completely merged with the vitality of heaven and earth, and his whole person was like a sharp sword between heaven and earth.

   In terms of momentum, Zhang Jing was already a head behind.

   But this is exactly what Zhang Jing meant. He just didn't know the clue to break through the realm of the sage. Fighting with Jianhuang, a strong man who has not been promoted to the sage for many years, should inspire him.

   This is why Zhang Jing first sought out the Sword Emperor.

   "I don't know who gave you the confidence that you actually want to use the body of the Dharma to fight against the Holy Spirit. If you retreat now, there is still time." Sword Emperor closed his eyes slightly, and his voice sounded indifferently in the void.

   "Appearance? Is it amazing? I was able to defeat the primordial spirit in the golden core realm. Now that my cultivation has reached the level of the law, is it difficult to deal with a manifestation?"

   Zhang Jing's tone was a little arrogant, but his expression was very serious.

   "Okay, that's crazy enough. As expected of Zhang Jing who is known for being invincible in the same realm. With such an invincible belief, it's only a matter of time before you become a saint. I only hope that you can really be as strong as your tone."

  The Sword Emperor stretched out his sword finger. With a low voice: "Please!"

   "Please!" Zhang Jing's blood was boiling, and his desire to fight was ignited.

  After the sword emperor finished speaking, he swipe his sword finger horizontally, and a burst of extreme sharpness seemed to cross the distance of space, and it arrived in front of Zhang Jing in an instant.

   Zhang Jing raised his right arm, and the boiling blood on his body let out a low growl.

  With a punch, the air in a radius of hundreds of meters twisted, and the strength of the punch directly annihilated the sword energy, and a muffled sound kicked off the fight.

  The Sword Emperor stepped forward, and the infinite sword energy condensed, rushing towards Zhang Jing one after another.

  He didn't use holy weapons. First, he thought it was okay to use holy weapons to deal with strong people in the same realm, but it was a bit of a loss to use holy weapons against a person whose cultivation level was lower than his own.

   Moreover, he also wanted to see where Zhang Jing's self-confidence came from?

  Sword aura surged all over the sky, and Zhang Jing's right fist in the depths of the palm melted into a palm, instantly condensing a barrier with a radius of hundreds of meters exuding a faint golden light, no matter how the sword aura bombarded it, the barrier would not tremble at all like a stubborn stone.

  The rain of swords all over the sky fell on the faint golden light, and then melted, reflecting a very beautiful picture.

"it is good!"

  The Sword Emperor laughed three times, pointed his sword at the sky, a light blue long sword condensed from the void, and rushed towards Zhang Jing, and the pale golden barrier collapsed with one blow.

   Zhang Jing's complexion remained unchanged, and the scale armor on his body wanted to protect himself, but was restrained by Zhang Jing's operation.

  The long sword came galloping, and it reached Zhang Jing's body in an instant, and then accelerated suddenly and directly inserted into Zhang Jing's body.

but.

  But the imaginary penetration did not happen, and Zhang Jing's physical body blocked the long sword from advancing.

   "Click it!"

  The long sword cracked inch by inch on Zhang Jing's chest, but Zhang Jing was unscathed!

  Xue Ning and the others who were watching the battle not far away took a deep breath, their eyes a little shocked.

  Zhang Jing was able to block the sword energy with his flesh and blood.

  What kind of realm is this?

   I am afraid that in terms of physical strength alone, there are not many people in the world who are qualified to fight Zhang Jing.

   "It's not in vain to be indecent, your Excellency also try Zhang's method!"

  Zhang Jing shook one arm, his whole body was condensed, and a terrifying aura instantly rose from his body. He punched out, and the void exploded, and a terrifying punch suddenly hit the Sword Emperor.

  The sword emperor's face became solemn for a while, and the sword light roared, forming a shield of sword energy in front of him.

"boom!"

The terrifying fist energy bombarded the sword qi, the void twisted, countless sword qi collapsed, and the shield of sword qi in front of the sword emperor was broken, but the sword emperor stretched out his sword finger unhurriedly, a sharp strike The sword qi, which was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through the void, burst out, and both disappeared with Zhang Jing's terrifying fist strength.

  At this time, Zhang Jing was already very close to the Sword Emperor, and it was hundreds of meters away with a light step.

The dragon's chant resounded loudly, a hundred-foot blood dragon condensed behind Zhang Jing, pushed it out with one palm, and the blood dragon whizzed out. A dragon with sword aura also condensed in the void.

  Different from Zhang Jing's blood-colored real dragon, the Sword Qi Changlong overflows with sharp aura, and what he sends out is not a dragon roar, but a sword roar!

  (end of this chapter)