Astral Apostle Chapter 223: Advantages and spells
"Assignment."
Zhou Jing shook his head and looked away from the defeated Jianghu master.
After defeating more than a dozen opponents in a row, his waist is no longer sore, and his breath is no longer out of breath. He feels more energetic than before.
He glanced at everyone, his eyes mainly focused on the people of various sects, knowing that these were the main forces of the challenge, and most of the people in Jianghu were just watching the show.
"I wonder if there are other heroes who would like to teach me?"
Zhou Jing asked loudly.
At this moment, a bald old man appeared more and more. The Mediterranean hairstyle was quite recognizable. At first glance, he was a hero.
Seeing this person, there was a commotion in the surrounding rivers and lakes.
"It's the Mobei Condor Sand Boat!"
"This expert was also invited to move?!"
"Is he very powerful?" Some Jianghu people in the south asked curiously.
"It's not a question of whether he's serious or not, he's a very special kind of guy... In short, if you go to the northwest to listen to it, no one will know about Senior Sha's deeds."
Zhou Jing listened, and roughly understood that the person in front of him was a well-known hero in the northwest, and he had more weight than the previous dozen people, so he couldn't help looking at it secretly.
Sha Xingzhou coughed, biting his head and clasping his fists and said: "Xiasha Xingzhou, invited by the Xisha faction, come to experience your great tricks."
Zhou Jing raised his brows, but he could see a clue.
This man's eyes are dodging, he has no confidence, he is strong on the outside and hard at the same time. Coming out at this time is more like catching a duck on the shelf.
"Okay, let's do it."
Zhou Jing smiled inwardly, with Gu Jing Bubo on his face, pointing his spear slantingly.
The situation has already settled here. Sha Xingzhou simply turned his heart and decided to give it a shot. With both hands in the stance of Eagle Claw, he walked around Zhou Jing in circles, looking for opportunities.
Looking at the tricks in the field, the Jianghu people watching the play also lowered their voices and talked in a low voice.
"Then Chen Feng picked more than a dozen people in a row. At this time, the internal force must be a lot of consumption."
"Senior Sha is extremely skilled in martial arts, and will definitely not teach that Chen Fengsheng too easily."
Sha Xingzhou: "..."
Sounds awkward!
As soon as he gritted his teeth and twisted his footsteps, he suddenly stabbed his hand in and handed out a move, and his claws were chained out, causing the wind to roar, like an eagle hitting the sky.
Zhou Jing deftly turned sideways to avoid, the Baiying spear in his hand moved like a snake, the wooden pole shook, crackling and punching Sha Xingzhou's palms, and a few strokes passed in an instant.
When he got his hands on it, he found that the surnamed Sha was stronger than the previous ones, but his strength was limited, and he had about 0.8 guns.
"The claw is not bad, but it's a bit slow."
Zhou Jing commented casually.
Hearing this, Sha Xingzhou was secretly annoyed, his claws became more violent, and he gave full play to his eagle claws.
However, no matter how frantically he attacked, he couldn't break through Chen Fengshen's airtight gun curtain, and his palms were hurt from time to time, feeling like he was dealing with a cactus.
"Damn, how did this thief practice martial arts, and he is so amazing!"
Sha Xingzhou became more and more frightened.
After taking about ten moves, Zhou Jing suddenly turned from defense to attack. He threw out a spear and hit the bottom plate of the sand boat through the gap. It was like a boa constrictor, and he rolled his opponent straight into the sky.
The opponent's body slammed horizontally in the air. Taking this opportunity, Zhou Jing slashed with a backhand shot. The tail of the spear hit Sha Xingzhou's waist and abdomen, slashing him straight down, and rolling on the ground several times.
"Wow!"
Sha Xingzhou spit out a mouthful of sour water, clutching his stomach and shrinking into a ball, feeling that Ren Huang was about to be beaten out.
"Ah, Master Sha is down!"
The Xisha faction exclaimed and rushed forward to help.
Zhou Jing stood with his gun closed, watched him being carried away, and grinned: "It seems that you are not stable enough in the next plate, so you need to practice more."
"Don't be arrogant, obviously the ground is too slippery, otherwise you can't easily beat Senior Sha."
Some disciples spoke in anger.
As soon as the voice fell, the hall burst into laughter.
"Quick, shut up..." Sha Xingzhou blushed with embarrassment, only to feel that he had lost his face, and hurriedly urged his disciple, "Hurry up and help me down!"
The disciples hurriedly helped him out.
At this time, an old man with white hair and long beard walked slowly into the arena and said lightly:
"Your marksmanship is extraordinary, do you have the courage to see this old man's swordsmanship?"
Seeing this person, the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.
Then, many people from all corners of the world were in an uproar.
Compared with the sand boat just now, this one is even more heavyweight!
"It's Senior Sword Saint Zhuo!"
"A peerless expert like him is here!"
Zhou Jing poked out his ears, only to feel that this movement seemed familiar, as if he had only heard it a few minutes ago.
It's just that he hasn't spoken yet, but some people in the sect on the opposite side are anxious, surrounding Zhuo Jianchen and persuading:
"Senior Zhuo, you are the one who is the leader, why do you take action now?"
The original plan of these people was to let Zhou Jing be consumed by a bunch of masters in the wheel battle, and finally let Zhuo Jianchen and other top masters come out to take advantage of it.
Zhuo Jianchen waved his hand and said calmly, "You don't need to persuade you any more, this man is extremely skilled in martial arts, and this old man is happy to see that he is hunting, and he is unwilling to take advantage of him. My swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation, and I must use a Only a worthy opponent can sharpen it and make further progress, and I want to use him to try swordsmanship."
Hearing this, the sects were helpless and had to stop persuading them.
Zhuo Jianchen came to stand in front of Zhou Jing, pulled out his saber, raised his eyelids, and said slowly:
"The old man has practiced swords for nearly a year, and he has formed a line of his own. He has created a unique technique of rushing to the sky. One of his unique skills, 'Sword Qi Crossing Xinghan', has achieved my name as a swordsman. The name of the sword in my hand is Jing Jue, and I have been with this old man for sixteen years. After I mastered my swordsmanship, I haven't drank any blood for nine years. Today is the day of the opening...Chen Zhaizhu, are you ready? "
Zhou Jing: "..."
This old Dengpapa is endless, and he can do it better than him.
The appearance is quite good, maybe this is the packaging.
"If you want to do it, do it, why do you do so much nonsense? Is your mouth more powerful than your swordsmanship?"
Zhou Jing snorted.
"Arrogant." Zhuo Jianchen's face sank and his tone was unpleasant.
He carried the long sword casually, and said indifferently:
"You are a junior, the old man will not take advantage of you, and let you take the shot first."
Seeing his attitude, many people in the Jianghu were heartbroken.
"As expected of the old Juggernaut."
"That's the arrogance of an expert!"
Seeing this, Zhou Jing's eyes became more and more strange.
Is this guy addicted?
Also let me do it first, like instructing the younger generation.
Is this old man underestimated, or is he really so confident?
Zhou Jing simply thought about it, and stepped forward to stab with a gun.
Seeing that the other party is so confident, he added a little strength and tried the water.
"Good day!"
Seeing that the opponent has made a move, Zhuo Jianchen shouted loudly.
With a flick of his wrist, he instantly stabbed out the sword shadow in the sky, and the brilliance on the sword flowed, as if the stars were spreading out in the blink of an eye.
This scene was huge, and all the onlookers were shocked.
"This is the sword qi crossing the stars? In the splendor, there is murder everywhere, worthy of being a sword sage, and a brilliant move!"
Luo Zhen's eyes lit up and praised in her heart.
However, in the next second.
A little cold light was extremely swift, rushing straight into the star bucket, and the next moment, the brilliance of the sky was broken and dissipated.
I saw the tip of the spear penetrated Zhuo Jianchen's shoulder, picking him up in the air, blood dripping down along the long sword in his hand.
An unpretentious straight stab with a spear broke this amazing sword move.
Everyone was about to applaud, but their voices were suddenly choked back into their stomachs, and their faces froze.
Zhou Jing held a gun in one hand and picked Zhuo Jianchen in the air. Looking at the other party's incredible expression, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:
"Juggernaut, that's all? Before I even tried, you got hit."
"You, you are so fast?!"
Zhuo Jianchen's eyes widened, his face full of horror.
He just watched Zhou Jing's previous performance. Although he was amazing, it didn't make him feel unattainable, and he knew what he knew.
In his opinion, relying on his well-trained unique moves, not to mention defeating his opponents, but he has a good chance of winning the next move, so he wins the bet, so he makes the shot confidently.
Unexpectedly, this Chen Feng's speed suddenly increased by several percent, which was unexpected. No matter how subtle his own moves are, they are useless.
"The world's martial arts is only fast but not broken. As long as the speed is fast enough, it can turn corruption into magic. All the tricks are everywhere, even the most common straight thrust is a unique trick that cannot be cracked."
Zhou Jing responded casually, then pulled out his gun with a puff.
Zhuo Jianchen fell to the ground, clutching the bleeding wound, but he did not look angry, his tone was complicated:
"What you said is that you return to the basics of martial arts. With your speed, no matter how proficient an ordinary person is in martial arts, they are not your enemies. The masters I have played against in my life are unknown. Martial arts are almost invincible in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to be called the best in the world, this time it was the old man who lost."
Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Jianchen looked around at the Jianghu people and said with a miserable smile:
"The old man often claims to be the best swordsman in the world, and he has lived all these years before he realizes that there are people outside. Today, he is defeated, and he is ashamed to be invited by the major sects. In the meantime, don't bother about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and say goodbye!"
After all, he used his light work, went straight through the crowd, and ran wildly in the direction of the downhill, directly slipping away.
"Hey, I can talk and run fast."
Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully.
Many Jianghu people looked at each other with shock.
Senior Juggernaut, was directly beaten and retired? !
And before he left, he personally certified that Chen Feng's martial arts had reached an invincible level in the world.
From time immemorial to the present, no masters of the world have truly won this honor.
Could it be that today can witness this Chen Feng create history and ascend to the throne of the world's number one?
The onlookers were in a commotion, and there was a lot of discussion.
On the other side, the faces of the major factions are ugly, and they only feel that their faces are hot.
Let this juggernaut leave, he insists on talking a lot of scenes, deliberately raising the Chen Feng, so as to preserve his own reputation, but in turn put them on fire.
At this time, Zhou Jing retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the various schools, raised his chin and asked:
"Is there anyone else who has played against me."
The crowd was awe-inspiring and silent.
Luo Zhen gritted her teeth secretly, annoyed in her heart.
This Chen Feng's arrogance has already overwhelmed the audience, stunned everyone, and now many of the masters who have been invited to help with boxing have retreated.
He had a hunch that today's martial arts conference might not be able to achieve its goal and won't be able to win the bet.
Luo Zhen couldn't help but glanced at the people present, trying to find the court dead man hidden among them, but to no avail.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.
Luo Zhen looked back, her expression changed slightly, and she became surprised:
"Uncle, why are you here?"
"Hmph, if I don't come, who will clean up the mess you caused?"
The visitor was an old man with a bold face, wearing a simple Taoist robe. Although he was standing in a conspicuous position, others subconsciously ignored him, as if he did not exist.
The Nanhua School is divided into Laity and Yinzong~IndoMTL.com~ Laity is the head and manages the affairs of the sect, and Yinzong is the place of Taoism and has the true inheritance of magic.
This old man with a childlike face is a member of the Yinzong of the Nanhua School, a Taoist from Biyun.
Hearing the words, Luo Zhen was instantly refreshed and her waist straightened.
Although he is the head of the clan, he has no right to order Yinzong, but everyone is from the same clan, and their interests are tied together. Yinzong is willing to help at this moment.
With this kind of strong support, Luo Zhen's confidence was immediately restored, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.
——No matter how good your martial arts are, our sect has masters who practice magic!
"What is the uncle going to do? Do you have to end up fighting with him?" Luo Zhen asked in a low voice.
Daoist Biyun said in a bad mood:
"I'm not good at martial arts, so I can't get a fight? I'll just do a little trick off the court. This guy is a mere martial artist. Forgive him, he can't resist." 17393/10547250