Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 642 Incarnation of a real dragon!

  The movement that seemed to destroy the world caused countless people in Beijing to kneel down and pray for peace.

  The terrifying aftermath spread for tens of thousands of miles before slowly stopping.

   Zhang Jing and Bai Hong turned upside down and retreated thousands of feet.

  Li Xuantian was also knocked back thousands of feet by this terrifying aftermath.

  His eyes were a little gloomy, and he looked at the two people in front of him unkindly.

   Unexpectedly, the use of the domain did not kill the two of them, and they were not even seriously injured, at most it was a minor injury. This was far beyond his expectations.

  Being wary of Zhang Jing and the man in white.

  Especially that white-clothed man, the sword just now has a very profound use of the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid it is not far from the realm, but how is this possible?

  He has never seen or heard of this man in white, as if he just popped up out of nowhere.

  Even if he possesses the strength in the realm of manifesting a saint, he is not very shocked, because although manifesting a saint is strong, he can easily suppress an ordinary manifesting a saint, but this white-clothed man's comprehension of heaven and earth is simply unexpected.

   "Who are you?" Li Xuantian stared fixedly at Baihong.

   "Dead people don't need to know too many things." Bai Hong was very shameless, and glanced at Li Xuantian.

   "If there is any other means, use it, otherwise Zhang can only make you, the holy ancestor who has shaken the world for thousands of years, die and disappear!"

   Zhang Jing snorted coldly, the two dragon horns on top of his head flickered slightly, and his terrifying body punched directly.

  Just now, he had suffered quite a blow. If he hadn't joined forces with Bai Hong, he might have fallen here today. Of course, this was without using the original dzi bead.

   "The body of a half-demon." A trace of solemnity flashed in Li Xuantian's eyes.

  Even at a distance of thousands of feet, he can still feel the terrifying power of Zhang Jing's physical body, breaking rivers with one palm, and shattering green mountains with one punch, I'm afraid it's no problem.

   Li Xuantian had only seen such extreme physical strength in the ancient secret books. At that time, there were people who specialized in the physical body, and they were said to be invincible at the same level, but for some reason, this way later declined.

   "Looking for death!"

  A cold light flashed across Li Xuantian's eyes, with the blessing of the domain, the vitality of the heavens and the earth rioted, and he also punched out.

  The two fists collided together, Zhang Jing's fist was directly annihilated in the void, while Li Xuantian's fist still had some strength left, Baihong Excalibur waved, and hundreds of terrifying sword lights crushed the fist.

   "Boom boom boom!!"

   Bells rang one after another, unlike the previous one, this time nine bells rang in a row.

It seems that they can be superimposed. Every time the bell rings, the aura above the Huntian Divine Clock will increase to a higher level, and it will become bigger and bigger. huge.

   At least a thousand feet in size.

  The nine bells rang so fast that Zhang Jing and Bai Hong had no time to stop them.

   "Not good." Bai Hong changed color slightly.

  The aura emanating from this divine clock made him a little dignified.

   "Could this be a treasure stronger than the holy soldiers?"

  Zhang Jing had seen a holy soldier before, and even owned one, but he had a feeling in his heart that there was no way a holy soldier could compare with this divine clock. No holy soldier could do it just by being able to transform a thousand-foot-long giant clock.

   At most, they will continue to attack with a range of thousands of feet.

  The huge clock covered the sky, and it rotated slightly, a sense of being banned slowly overflowed.

  Li Xuantian stood on top of the thousand-foot giant clock with a blank expression on his face. Even he felt a little uncomfortable when the divine clock exploded with such power. The more powerful the treasure, the greater the consumption.

  However, he had to.

   Judging from the fight just now, with these two joining forces, he would have no hope of winning in a short period of time, and he would not even be able to keep them in the end.

   Moreover, if the delay is prolonged, it is difficult to guarantee that the descendants below will suffer heavy losses.

  He is the grand patriarch of Daqi, a half-step true immortal!

   It took so much effort to deal with the two sages. If those strong men in the rivers and lakes secretly speculated that his strength was not good enough, wouldn't there be another Beiyan battle?

  So, Li Xuantian decided to make a quick decision. First, suppress one person, and use the Hunting Divine Bell to refine him to death. If there is only one person left, he is enough to gain the absolute upper hand!

  Thousands of years ago, Li Xuantian relied on this divine bell to suppress a man who showed great power and established his divine power. That's why the land of Daqi was stronger than Nanjin and Beiyan, and only Chu Renxiong could match.

   Moreover, the territory occupied by Eastern Qi is not as good as that of the other countries, and even Western Chu is worse. Although Western Chu is larger, the territory of Qi is better.

  Who is better on both sides has always been debated.

   "Town!"

  Li Xuantian formed a seal with one hand, stood on the top of the divine clock with his right leg and stepped on it suddenly, and the divine clock immediately came towards Baihong to suppress it with a terrifying force of confinement.

  With the power of banning, unless Baihong can shatter the void, otherwise, it is impossible to escape.

  Li Xuantian decided to imprison the man in white first, and give priority to dealing with Zhang Jing. When Zhang Jing is killed, this Bai Hong will basically lose his strength, so there is nothing to fear.

   "Sword!"

  Bai Hong muttered softly in his mouth.

  Holding the divine sword high in his hand, the light of the sword overflowed, and the Dao sword condensed in his heart made the whole person seem to be transformed into a sharp sword, and a sword-like shape was slowly condensed between the heaven and the earth.

  The sword in your hand, the sword in your heart, the sword of heaven and earth, condense in an instant!

   Endless sharp sword energy erupted from Bai Hong's body. At this moment, he seemed to be a sword.

  A sword that cuts the sky and destroys the earth, and flattens everything in the world.

   With one sword strike, everything stagnates.

  The Thousand Zhang Divine Bell could not continue to suppress, it was blocked by infinite sword energy.

   "Is this the real strength of Baidi?"

  Surprise flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes. He was able to compete briefly with the half-step true fairy Li Xuantian who mastered the mysterious ancient clock with his first entry into the realm of manifesting the holiness, and his plan to suppress him failed.

  Bai Hong's face was slightly pale, with sweat on his forehead, and Li Xuantian, who was on top of the divine clock, was also shocked. He never expected that this man in white would be so powerful.

  Even the Huntian Divine Bell can't suppress it, is this still a manifestation of the Holy Spirit?

  With this divine clock, even if it is a strong man from the same realm, Li Xuantian is somewhat sure that he can suppress it into the divine clock.

   "Die!"

  On Zhang Jing's real body wrapped in black scales, three beams of blood flames suddenly ignited.

  Sanyang seal secret technique, open!

  The aura on Zhang Jing's body soared again, and the terrifying power of qi and blood was mighty.

   At the moment when Bai Hong and Bai Hong first fought, Zhang Jing moved.

  Li Xuantian's complexion changed, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the turbulent river, the man in white could explode, and this Zhang Jing could unexpectedly explode with such terrifying power, Li Xuantian really didn't know what to say.

  Zhang Jing's strength is not weaker than that of the great power, but now that the half-dragon avatar has exploded, the secret technique of the three suns has been activated, and coupled with the blessing of the National Fortune of the Dayu Dynasty, his strength has long surpassed that of ordinary powers.

  If he fights against the Sword Emperor again, Zhang Jing will never be at a disadvantage, but will be at an absolute advantage.

   Zhang Jing clenched his right fist tightly, raised the power of Qi and blood all over his body, and punched suddenly, the vitality of the heavens and the earth gathered together, blessed by the artistic conception of the sea of ​​​​blood, and directly blasted towards Li Xuantian's head.

"roll!"

   Li Xuantian stomped on a tiger step, and pushed his palms suddenly, the vitality of the world around thousands of miles instantly condensed a little, and it was bombarded together with Zhang Jing's terrifying punch.

   "Catch the sword!"

   Regardless of the danger of exposure, Zhang Jing directly threw the nameless holy sword contained in the altar at Baihong.

  The strength of Baihong holding the divine sword is already terrifying, how strong would it be with the blessing of the divine sword?

   "Huh? Not good, holy soldier!"

  Li Xuantian's complexion suddenly changed, apparently recognizing the aura of Zhang Jing's holy sword.

   "Damn, how could he have holy soldiers."

   Li Xuantian's face was gloomy, and he weighed it in his mind for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with blood, directly burning a quarter of his original power!

   Now you must be crazy, otherwise you will not survive.

  That white-clothed man is so powerful, what if he added holy soldiers?

The thought of being confident enough to easily suppress Zhang Jing is gone. Now Li Xuantian just wants to defeat them one by one. Generally speaking, the man in white is more powerful, and he has always looked calm, rarely showing a dignified look. flustered.

  Li Xuantian couldn't see through him, and always felt that this person was extraordinary.

   Li Xuantian, who was burning his source, blesses all his power on the Huntian Divine Clock, which increases the sealing power of the Divine Clock several times, and Baihong's previous means of resistance are instantly shattered.

  Bai Hong took the unknown holy weapon and stroked it lightly, making the holy weapon tremble slightly, while Bai Hong put away the magic weapon.

   "Cut!"

  Bai Hong mobilized all his strength, and directly slashed out with a sword, but the sword light was directly swallowed by the divine clock, and the terrifying banning power surged, directly sucking Bai Hong in.

  In the space of the divine clock, flames of nothingness rose up, trying to refine Baihong, but sword lights shrouded Baihong's body, preventing the flames of nothingness from approaching.

   But the space is isolated from the outside world, and if it goes on for a long time, even a half-step true immortal will not be able to sustain it.

   "Huntian God Clock. Human Emperor Clock."

  Bai Hong frowned, muttering to himself in the divine clock space.

   Outside, seeing that Bai Hong was taken in, Li Xuantian showed joy, as long as he entered the divine clock, he would never get out alive, he had this confidence!

"Next, it's up to you." Li Xuantian squinted his eyes. Although the man in white who was suppressed by the divine clock could not move for the time being and lost a lot of strength, and even burned a quarter of his origin, he was still confident that he could Kill Zhang Jing.

  Even Zhang Jing Tianzong's posture is just a dharma appearance realm, and even if his strength is greatly damaged, he is still a half-step true immortal.

"I didn't expect this divine clock to be so terrifying, even Bai Hong couldn't resist it." Zhang Jing weighed it up, and suddenly found that unless he directly killed Li Xuantian with the original dzi, he would not be able to escape the attack of the divine clock even if he burned his original source. Repression.

   Fortunately, Shenzhong can't make a move now, and Li Xuantian's strength has also been greatly weakened.

   "Hehe. To me?"

  Zhang Jing sneered, opened his mouth and let out a long roar, and the dragon's roar shook the sky!

  The next moment, the scales on Zhang Jing's body squirmed, the dragon horns on the head glowed with a deep light, and the body slowly stretched

  ——

  The next chapter ends the battle, stone water? Words of conscience.

  (end of this chapter)