Three hundred and eighty eighth chapter hit the week
"Bang!" Zhou Jian couldn't help but was hit hard on the chest by Huang Guan's palm. His legs immediately slid out on the ground, leaving two deep scratches on the ground.
It wasn't until he was about ten meters away that Zhou Jian steadied his body, making a muffled sound in his throat and a trace of blood showing at the corner of his mouth.
"Lu Fan, have you joined forces with the Wuyi Mercenary Group?" Zhou Jian looked at Lu Fan with an ugly look and asked.
"What's the point of joining forces? We have already joined the Wuyi Mercenary Group. During the week, you Jingtian Sect tried to catch the attention of our Wuyi Mercenary Group, but you were blinded.
If I make it impossible for you to come back today, maybe today will be the day when your Jingtian Sect will be wiped out, haha!" Lu Fan said with a big laugh.
"You have joined the Wuyi Mercenary Group, how is this possible?" Zhou Jian said in surprise.
Once Su Wu died, it would be easy for Lu Fan's Qianshan Mercenary Group to destroy the Wuyi Mercenary Group. How could they possibly join the Wuyi Mercenary Group?
"Is it possible?" Zhou Jian's expression changed, and he thought to himself: "Is it possible that the Wuyi Mercenary Group has been annexed by the Qianshan Mercenary Group?"
"How can it be impossible? Stop talking nonsense. Today is your death anniversary." Before the former could think about it, Lu Fan immediately shouted and pounced on him.
Huang Guan and the other three people also quickly attacked from different directions.
Seeing this, Zhou Jian's face changed rapidly, and his heart was extremely heavy. Four powerful martial arts masters, and one fifth-level martial arts master, were still not something he could contend with. At this time, he had to find a way to escape.
Immediately, Zhou Jian's eyes flickered a few times, and he rushed towards Chen Tianli, who was the weakest in strength, and pushed the latter with all his strength, trying to open a breakthrough from him and escape.
Looking at Zhou Jian's terrifying palm, Chen Tianli hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and rushed out with martial energy, punching Zhou Jian's palm with all his strength.
Because Chen Tianli knew that Zhou Jian was obviously trying to find an opportunity to escape from him, so naturally he couldn't let him succeed. Although he was much weaker than Zhou Jian, he couldn't take the opponent's move at all.
But he also knew that at this time, he only needed to block Zhou Ming for a little while. In just a few breaths, the other three elders would rush forward and surround Zhou Ming.
"Boom!" In an instant, Chen Tianli's fist collided with Zhou Jian's palm, and there was a low explosion. Immediately, Chen Tianli's body was shaken and flew backwards, landing about ten meters away.
On the ground, a trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, it was quite difficult for him to forcefully accept a move from a master of the third level of martial arts.
In contrast, Zhou Jian only staggered slightly and then stabilized. Immediately afterwards, he did not dare to stop at all, and his martial energy trembled under his feet as he tried to take the opportunity to escape.
At this moment, three voices sounded, and Lu Fan and others were seen rushing behind him due to the previous delay, and each of them attacked him together.
"Want to run away during the week? It's too late! Give me a slap in the face!"
"Haha, take a punch from me too."
"Old Zhou Zhan, try my fist too."
Feeling the attack from behind, Zhou Jian's face changed drastically and it was too late to run away. All he had to do was grit his teeth and turn around to face him.
"Bang bang!"
Suddenly, a low sonic boom sounded, and under the ferocious attacks from Lu Yifan and three others, Zhou Jian was in a hurry and was full of flaws in just a few rounds.
"Bang bang!" The next moment, only two muffled sounds were heard. Zhou Jian was punched by Song Shu and Huang Guan each. He suffered a lot of trauma. He must have been surrounded by Lu Yifan and the other four.
Next time, it's only a matter of time before he loses.
Looking at the fierce battle below the city, Ling Yunfeng's eyes had been slightly calm. At this time, he said to Su Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, you stay here, I will go down."
Xiaotian didn't know when he found a chair to sit comfortably and watch the fun. After hearing this, he took out a fresh fruit, took a bite, and said nonchalantly: "Well, you go ahead!"
Ling Yunfeng then said to Xuan'er: "Xuan'er, you and Qianliu are here, keep an eye on Xiaotian, I'll go down for a while."
"Well, don't worry, captain, I will take good care of them. You can go without worry." Xuan'er said. Ling Yunfeng's implication was that he asked them to stay with Xiaotian so that Xiaotian could easily deal with any unexpected situations.
Xuan'er obviously thought that Ling Yunfeng asked her to protect Xiaotian and Qiu Qianliu.
Immediately, without saying anything, Ling Yunfeng nodded and shouted to the dozens of mercenaries who came over after hearing the news: "All come down with me."...
A moment later, under the city wall, Ling Yunfeng stood in front of dozens of mercenaries, looking at them with a hint of majesty in his eyes and loudly said: "Brothers, I know that many of you have suffered from this Jingtianmen on weekdays.
Bullying, but before you could not take revenge at all, you could only endure it silently.
Tell me, do you feel aggrieved and want to get back everything they took from you one day? Do you, answer me!"
"Yes!" The old members of the Wuyi Mercenary Group shouted loudly, their faces flushed with excitement.
On the other hand, the newly joined Qianshan Mercenary Group members showed little performance, but due to Ling Yunfeng's intimidation, they responded in low voices.
Ling Yunfeng saw all these things and didn't show anything. Then he continued: "Okay, very good, now your chance for revenge has come. Everyone rush out with me to kill those bastards and let them know that they provoke us.
The consequences of the Wuyi Mercenary Group."
"Okay, kill those bastards."
"Tread them under your feet," the old members said enthusiastically.
"Okay, let's go, everyone rush out with me!" Ling Yunfeng shouted, and immediately rushed out of the city first.
When the other mercenaries saw this, they also cheered and charged away menacingly.
In a moment, these mercenaries were like wolves and tigers, rushing into the fighting battlefield crazily.
Those people from the Jingtian Sect were already stretched thin when they had to deal with several Wuyi mercenary groups by themselves. Now with the addition of these mercenaries, they suddenly showed a one-sided trend.
On the battlefield, the most intense battle was between Zhou Jian and the four elders. Under the siege of the four elders, Zhou Jian was already in a state of embarrassment. At this time, his white hair was scattered, his face was pale, and his breath was
disorder.
Ling Yunfeng's eyes glanced across the battlefield, and immediately fell on Zhou Jian. He raised his brows, martial energy surged under his feet, and ducked to about ten meters away from their fierce battle circle.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng took a deep breath, and the martial energy all over his body burst out crazily from the sea of ââââqi, moving through his body in several strange trajectories, and then quickly poured into his hands.
At this time, Ling Yunfeng's palms were dancing at a seemingly extremely slow speed, drawing strange yet beautiful and harmonious arcs in front of him. A blue-white light flashed between his palms, and several blue-white streams of light flashed in front of him.
As the water flowed, a deep sound of wind and thunder resounded.
In fact, the movements of Ling Yunfeng's hands are extremely fast, but when the speed reaches the extreme, it will give others the impression that they are not moving at all.
"Drink!" The next moment, Ling Yunfeng shouted, his right palm suddenly turned into a fist, and he raised it backwards. The fist was wrapped with a layer of rich blue-white energy, and bright electric lights shone on the fist.
Flowing around.
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng ran frantically in the direction of Zhou Jian, a fierce momentum swept out of him, directly rolling up a billowing smoke and dust along the way. At the same time, he shouted loudly to Lu Yi who was besieging Zhou Jian.
Fan and the other four shouted: "Four elders, get out of the way!"
Hearing Ling Yunfeng's shout, Lu Fanfan and the other four turned their heads and looked over. When they saw the blue-white energy layer with electric light on the former's fist, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly turned around.
After launching an attack, he took advantage of the situation and stepped back.
"Bang!"
"Wind and thunder!" At the same time, Ling Yunfeng kicked the ground with both legs, jumped up high, shouted in his heart, and punched Zhou Jian hard in the direction.
"Hula!" In an instant, a bluish-white light suddenly rose from Ling Yunfeng's fist, shrouding his entire body like a small sun, followed by a gust of wind and thunder, and a stream of lightning.
A four to five meter large blue-white energy fist mark swept out from the dazzling light and bombarded the surroundings in the sky below.
At this time, Zhou Jian had just dealt with the last attack from Lu Yifan and the other four people. Just as he came back to his senses, he saw a terrifying fist mark coming towards him. He had no time to block it, so he had to hurriedly arrange it on his body.
A layer of martial defense.
At this moment, the blue-white fist mark with electric light flowing through it struck the body of Zhou Jian who looked horrified under the surprised eyes of Lu Fan and the other four people.
"Boom!" In an instant, the blue-white fist seal with electric light flowing around exploded, turning into a rolling wave of energy that enveloped the surrounding area. Bright white electric light appeared like a spiritual snake.
The energy waves are flowing crazily.
"Ah!" Almost at the same time as the blue-white fist seal exploded, a scream rang out, and a figure with flowing electric light was violently thrown backwards and landed on the ground more than ten meters away.
"Ahem!" After the figure coughed several times, it struggled to get up from the ground. Immediately, its face turned red, and a large mouthful of dark red blood spurted out from its mouth. As the mouthful of blood spurted out, the figure's face changed.
He also instantly became extremely pale.
This person is naturally that Zhou Zhong, but he is in a miserable state at this time. His clothes are in tatters, and there are wisps of stinking white smoke. Many of his skin and flesh are also burnt, especially his body.
His white hair was directly electrified and fluffed up, like an umbrella canopy.
"Is this the weekday?"
"How is it possible? How can the leader of the group, who is only a sixth-level martial artist at the peak of his cultivation, be so strong, and make Zhou Jian look like this with one move?"
"The leader just performed a yellow-level martial skill, it must have been too powerful."
"It should be Huang-level martial arts, at least to the advanced level of Huang-level." Lu Fan and the other four looked blankly at the embarrassed Zhou Jian, and then turned to look at Ling Yunfeng with extremely shocked expressions.