Chapter 353: The ten directions are dead!
Chapter 353 Ten directions are dead!
The phrase "you are already surrounded" just now is not a lie.
They were, really, surrounded.
Dozens of people are surrounded by one person.
This kind of strength is really too scary.
Now, the Master of Bailian Church is even thinking that his idea just now seems to be wrong.
And it is dead wrong.
By relying on the strength displayed by the person in front of him, maybe Shengzi and Xiao Lin were really beheaded by him alone.
"Let's go," without any hesitation, the two of them shouted at the same time.
They burst out in two completely different directions.
In this case, they stay or die.
They are not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they want to die.
Just now Zhang Jing's method has scared them.
The man in the green shirt didn't even suffer the slightest injury from the full-strength blows of two innate late-stage master masters.
They see no hope of victory.
Run separately, and one can escape.
As for who it is, it depends on luck.
"I said, you are surrounded, and no one can escape," Zhang Jing whispered indifferently.
"See the dragon unarmor!"
Zhang Jing's left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, and he drew a circle with his right palm.
Then, **** it out.
Eighteen streaks of dragon-shaped zhenqi roared out from the palm, aiming at the person who was about to break his hands and feet just now.
And Zhang Jing rushed towards the man in black robe.
No reason, just to torture the guy who spoke badly later.
There are not many names of the moves of Subduing Dragon Palm.
In order to be more pleasing to the ear and more imposing, Zhang Jing added a few more names on his own initiative.
It’s like something, seeing a dragon remove its armor, a flying dragon in the sky, a dragon fighting in the wild, and so on.
Oh, and Dawei Tianlong!
"Are you coming at me?" The black-robed man's face was a little gloomy, he didn't expect him to be so unlucky.
One half of the chances were caught by him.
The man turned his head and took another look. Zhang Jing had basically come close.
If you delay any longer, you will definitely die.
Afterwards, a ruthless look flashed in the man's eyes, and he directly used the secret method of the Blood Knife Gate.
Forcibly squeezed his true essence.
"Boom!"
The speed of the black-robed man suddenly increased a lot, and he dodged the sword light behind him.
He escaped, and the tree suffered.
Zhang Jing's sword light cut off a large area of trees,
The knife edge is very smooth, obviously these trees did not suffer any pain, and died peacefully.
Zhang Jing didn't say anything, and his face was very indifferent.
Status has also improved a lot, even faster than before.
"Your Excellency, why are you chasing me to death? This interception and killing of another person is the mastermind," the black-robed man hurriedly said.
I hope that Zhang Jing will change his mind and go after another person, so as to let him go.
"None of you can leave," Zhang Jing sneered in her heart.
It is okay to intercept and kill him, as long as he is ready to be counter-killed.
"Why did you intercept and kill me?" Zhang Jing's voice reached the ears of the man in black robe.
"Your Excellency should know why you intercepted and killed him."
"Hero dominates the world!"
A ray of dark red sharpness flashed above the tip of the Hongchen Knife.
With the increase of Hongchen Dao and Zhang Jing's strength growing so rapidly, this type of saber technique has also become terrifying.
"Blood Demon Sky Knife!"
A trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the man in black robe, and he stopped instantly.
Looking back, there was a dark red knife light mixed with demonic energy slashing at Zhang Jing.
It is very difficult to run.
You can only fight to make the guy behind you retreat.
Sharp air slashed across the blade light without a sound, and there was a "boom".
The huge roar exploded in an instant, and both the blade light and sharp aura were wiped out.
But, there is no end.
Zhang Jing wouldn't just wait for a move to come and go.
There are still people on the other side.
Wisp after wisp of sharpness reappeared.
Zhang Jing didn't care about consumption, and the dantian on his body seemed to have a big hole.
Innate primordial essence is rapidly decreasing.
"Uh, uh."
The man in the black robe suddenly covered his neck, trying to make a sound.
But, as if being strangled by someone, I couldn't speak at all.
"Boom."
The head fell down uncontrollably. At the last moment before he died, the man in black robe still wanted to stabilize his shaking head.
Then the legs, hands.
Soon, the man was chopped into eighteen sections by Zhang Jing.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the hands and feet of the black-robed man were still curled up involuntarily.
Of course, Zhang Jing did not see this scene.
After sending out a full blow, Zhang Jing's figure began to turn around.
Real men never look behind them.
This is not pretending, it's just that Zhang Jing is confident in her own strength.
Plus, there is another person on the other side.
Zhang Jing didn't want to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon. That person knew at a glance that he was the one who planned this operation.
Master Zhang still wants to know how they found themselves.
Otherwise, Mr. Zhang may leave uneasy.
The interception of the innate realm Zhang Jing can counter-kill,
Yes, what if they send the Great Master of Golden Core?
Facing a great master of the golden core realm, Mr. Zhang is really not sure that he can run.
Not to mention anti-killing.
The Master of Bailian Church panted slightly, and finally wiped out the eighteen paths of true energy.
It's not easy, but, luckily, he's still alive.
The innate talent of the Blood Knife Sect is different.
The man in the green shirt will definitely kill him, or even torture him.
It was too late to calm down the swollen real energy, and the middle-aged man moved directly.
If you leave late, it would be a bad idea to be caught up by that guy.
The news has spread that the Holy Son is dead and was killed by the man in the green shirt.
But the specific identity is not yet known. The man guessed that there was something on his face to hide his identity.
He didn't have clairvoyant eyes, so he couldn't see through the face of the man in the green shirt.
The rest can only be handed over to the masters in the teaching.
Actually, this means that the time is too short, otherwise, with the ability of the White Lotus Sect, it would be very easy to find out that Zhang Jing moved.
Zhang Jing is not too hidden.
There is no need for that, just kill it.
What really worries Zhang Jing is that the White Lotus Sect seems to have the means to track him.
This is difficult to deal with, Zhang Jing can't stay in Shangjing all the time, can he?
"Where do you want to go?" Zhang Jing's voice was cold.
The killing intent revealed in it makes people shudder.
"Damn it," the middle-aged man in white robe cursed secretly, he didn't expect Zhang Jing to come so quickly.
The innate late stage of the Blood Knife Sect is simply a waste.
Actually only resisted for an instant, and didn't give him a chance to run away at all.
"Humph."
The two swords in the hands of the white-robed man are simple and single stabs.
Two paths of true energy that seemed to be flying dragons came towards Zhang Jing.
It contains a very strong momentum.
"Desperate!"
This knife technique of Xuedaomen broke out in Zhang Jing's hands again.
A series of dark red sword glows radiated, instantly annihilating the two true qi.
This is not over yet.
The remaining sword light continued to cover the middle-aged man in white robe.
The sword technique of Xuedaomen is handy in the hands of Zhang Jing, even better than the masters of Xuedaomen's own school.
This has to be said to be a kind of irony,
A satire on Blood Knife Gate.
I don’t know if the ancestor of the Xuedaomen who created these three swords will come back to life after seeing this scene.
"When the red sun is doomed, the white sun will prosper!"
Two swords floated in front of him, and the middle-aged man made seals with both hands.
A grand white lotus condensed on the top of the man's head, and then slowly bloomed.
Zhang Jing's dozens of sword lights' attacks have also come close.
It was a burst of bombardment at the man.
Circles of heat waves erupted, and even ripples appeared in the void.
"Boom."
Following the last blast of the blade light, the battlefield seemed to pause for a moment.
The white lotus above the man's head is riddled with holes and crumbling.
It seems to be broken in the next second.
Zhang Jing's eyes were slightly dozed, indifferent and devoid of any emotion.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Jing's attack came again.
On the way back from killing the black-robed man, Zhang Jing had swallowed many elixirs to recover.
Now it is full of true energy again.
If it were someone else, with so many continuous bursts of full strength, they would have been exhausted and exhausted.
However, Zhang Jing is not someone else.
"The ten directions are dead!"
Zhang Jing's eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of red light, holding the Hongchen knife in both hands, and slashed at the middle-aged man.
This blade glow is blood-red and tens of feet long.
In the eyes of the middle-aged man, it seems that the entire sky has been divided into two.
This sword did not come from any martial art.
Because it was created by Mr. Zhang himself.
Once shortly after getting Ba Dao practice, Zhang Jing intentionally created his own sword technique.
Gongfa and martial arts are all created by people, so Master Zhang can naturally do it too.
He doesn't think he's inferior.
Later, in Zhen Wusi, Zhang Jing saw a lot of cruel tricks.
In addition, it borrowed from the Xuedaomen's style "Desperate."
Zhang Jing thought hard for half a day, and finally realized this trick "Nirvana in ten directions" a few days ago.
This knife technique is very suitable for Zhang Jing, after all, it is tailor-made for himself.
The power is not lost to the "Desperate" move.
Even in the hands of Zhang Jing, it is still worse.
After seeing something like artistic conception, Zhang Jing knew it.
The powerful martial arts are not in the moves, but in the artistic conception.
This formula "Nirvana in Ten Directions" carries a trace of artistic conception, which originates from the residual artistic conception on the Red Dust Knife.
Zhang Jing has realized something, not much, but enough.
"Boom."
An extremely violent roar sounded.
A long trace appeared on the ground, reaching in front of the man.
Now he looks extremely miserable, with bleeding from his seven orifices, his clothes are torn, and even the black hair on his head is scattered.
This is the reason why Zhang Jing kept his hand, otherwise, with that knife, the middle-aged man could completely disappear in the world.
"Boom."
The man couldn't support himself, he knelt down on the ground, and then fell to the side again.
Even if Zhang Jing didn't do his best, it would be difficult for him to resist.
The dantian on the man's body has lost even a trace of true energy, and his qi and blood have also been exhausted.
Can't even stand up.
(end of this chapter)