Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth sword energy
However, next, Zhang Cheng became more and more fierce, beating Qin Yingjun until he vomited blood again.
In terms of internal strength and boxing skills, Qin Yingjun is no match for Zhang Cheng. Also, a few days ago, Zhang Cheng was only slightly stronger than him in internal strength, but now Zhang Cheng has reached the Great Perfection and has crossed two levels in a row.
You must know that what he practices is the "Ninety-nine Heavens", which is extremely powerful and extremely difficult to practice. If he uses this technique to dominate the sky and surpass the sun and the moon, it would be strange for Qin Yingjun to be Zhang Cheng's opponent.
"Zhang Cheng!"
Teng Jiao's eyes were red, he was gnashing his teeth, and his clenched fists were trembling.
Seeing this, Dong Yan couldn't calm down.
At the scene, only Shen Shuzi was calm. That night, he had seen Zhang Cheng's fist. The domineering power of that fist could break the sky and destroy mountains. It was disrespectful to heaven and not afraid of the enemy. He could block the killing god with his body, and the Buddha could block it. Killing Buddha was the only thing he saw in his life.
It was very difficult for Qin Yingjun to defeat Zhang Cheng with fists.
"The Wanjian Sect is famous for its swords. The fists and palms are just amateurs, not as good as our divine sects. What is truly terrifying is Qin Yingjun's sword skills."
The divine fortune teller thought, the Nine-Nine Supreme One is invincible with his destiny. Zhang Cheng, even if you are the second King Wu, with your fate of misfortune, you will not be able to defeat the Supreme One by going against the will of heaven.
What a pity. If Zhang Cheng was not the King of Misfortune, suffering from three disasters, six disasters and nine lives, perhaps he could really defeat Qin Yingjun. At least, he might defeat the current Qin Yingjun. After all, he has not yet become the Supreme.
Sure enough, as the fortune teller thought, the situation was reversed!
Falling in mid-air, there is a cliff below. Zhang Cheng and Qin Yingjun each grabbed the redbud tree on the cliff, used their hands to jump from the tree, and immediately flew up from the cliff, slowly falling to the top of the cliff.
The two of them stand opposite each other!
"Your internal strength is actually stronger than mine!" Qin Yingjun gritted his teeth, his usually domineering face a little gloomy.
"He's just better than me. This little difference is nothing. The real difference is in boxing skills." Zhang Cheng said expressionlessly.
Qin Yingjun was silent, he knew that Zhang Cheng was telling the truth. Zhang Cheng's fist power was so domineering that it shattered the sun and the moon. He had seen many domineering boxing techniques, but he had never seen such a domineering one.
Zhang Cheng used it, and the powerful moves were so powerful that it was suffocating. When he endured it, it felt as if his body was about to split and collapse. In other words, if he were another person, he would have been shattered by that fist.
"You do have some abilities, but it seems that I underestimated you. But there is more to the world than boxing. I am a disciple of Wanjian Sect, and I practice swordsmanship. Today, I will tell you to die under my sword in front of Mei Lin. You are not worthy of Meilin, only I am worthy of Meilin."
Qin Yingjun roared loudly and loudly, and everyone at the foot of the mountain heard the last sentence.
It’s like the situation is changing!
At this moment, Zhang Cheng was awe-inspiring and quickly retreated. Qin Yingjun opposite him seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, and a sharp sword energy shot into the sky from above his head.
This is a kind of momentum, using the body as a sword to cultivate the sword intention!
Uncle Zhang once said to him that this can only be achieved by the masters among masters.
"Green Lotus Sword Technique!"
At the foot of the mountain, the divine fortune teller's face changed slightly and he said.
After hearing this, Dong Yan thought, "Qinglian Sword Technique", a mystery that is not passed down by Wan Jian Sect, is one of the three major sword techniques of Wan Jian Sect, and is extremely powerful.
brush!
Qin Yingjun put his fingers together until Zhang Cheng.
A faint green sword energy shot out from his finger, tens of meters long, and struck Zhang Cheng like lightning.
So fast!
The speed was terrifying. Even though Zhang Cheng had been prepared for it, he could only barely dodge. The light blue sword energy, which was dozens of meters long, hit the ground!
One end of the sword plowed out a long ravine until it hit the huge rock, splitting it into two, and finally left a deep sword mouth on the mountain wall.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng broke out in a cold sweat. If he had been hit, the result could be imagined.
Before he had time to think about it, another light blue sword energy came towards him. Zhang Cheng tried his best to dodge, but before he could dodge, another sword energy flew towards him.
Swish, brush, brush!
Qin Yingjun ran towards Zhang Cheng, and the fingers of his hands quickly popped out, and light cyan sword energy came one after another. It was not as big as before, but it was much more.
The sword energy intertwined, forming a large net. Zhang Cheng could not escape at all. His clothes were torn, leaving a deep wound on his chest, and blood emerged.
His thigh had no time to dodge, and a long wound was left on the inside of his left leg.
Swish, brush, brush!
The sword energy kept flying, and looking from the sky, one could see long, intertwined, dense wounds everywhere on the ground, with smoke and dust rising everywhere.
Zhang Cheng stood upside down, pushed his hands hard on the ground, and flew out. The place where he was just now was submerged by the light blue sword energy, and the rocks were shattered. If he slowed down a little, he would be cut into pieces.
"Slow down, you can't escape. Goodbye, Zhang Cheng, Cai Meilin is mine."
Qin Yingjun raised his hands, and sword energy appeared behind Zhang Cheng, who was flying towards the back.
Zhang Cheng was startled, roared, used his black internal force to protect his body, and rushed towards the sword net. With a snap, the sword net shattered.
Zhang Cheng was also covered in blood, and his clothes were completely broken into pieces, barely covering the man's lower body, and he was in a very embarrassed state.
Qin Yingjun was a little surprised, but he snorted. This time, he concentrated his sword energy, lowered his fingers, and another tens of meters long sword energy flew towards Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Chengfei retreated and continued to dodge. This kind of sword energy could not be hit.
Qin Yingjun had no intention of letting Zhang Cheng go, and another sword energy tens of meters long flew away at an angle, intersecting with the previous sword energy and heading towards Zhang Cheng.
"Death!"
Qin Yingjun himself also rushed out. Zhangcheng was surrounded by dangers. At the cost of being injured, he escaped from the sword energy, but did not escape Qin Yingjun who rushed forward.
Qin Yingjun used his hand as a sword and hit Zhang Cheng in the chest!
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At the foot of the mountain, it was difficult for people to see the battle between Zhang Cheng and Qin Yingjun from this angle. Fortunately, there were drones broadcasting it from the air, and they could also see the battle between the two on the screen, but the two fought too fast.
It is difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
However, the general situation can still be understood clearly. Zhang Cheng was no match, covered in blood, and was being chased by Qin Yingjun.
The situation has been completely reversed, and Zhangcheng is in danger.
"Zhang Cheng!"
Cai Meilin's face suddenly lost all color and her body shook.
Cai Tiexin's heart also sank. It's terrible. Zhang Cheng, you must save your life. Don't be brave, just survive. If you lose in the competition, you will lose.
"Haha, did you see that my idol is so awesome? Let me just say, how could Qin Yingjun lose?"
When Yan Zhengliang saw Qin Yingjun displaying his mighty power and killing Zhang Cheng, he couldn't help but laugh proudly, and the shock just now was gone.
"Qin Yingjun is really scary." Zhao Qingshu said.
"Little sister, did you see that? Let me tell you, third brother will not lose." Qin Fanyun pursed his lips and smiled.
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