Chapter 34 Understanding the artistic conception

Author: A pot of soup from the sea

Chapter 34 Understanding the artistic conception

Drop Rain's sword, this unique move killed the divine catcher Zhang Tong in an instant, but did not cause any harm to Master Xuan Ming.

It was still through layer upon layer that the power of this sword reached its peak.

"As expected of a great master!" Jiang Ming sighed with emotion. He did not pursue him, but stopped and devoted most of his mind to analyzing the artistic conception of the ice.

Vaguely, he had reached the threshold.

"Geniuses like yours are really rare in the world." Master Xuanming finally showed his seriousness, "I cherish your talent and can't bear to kill you, so how about you come under my command? I will show you the peak of martial arts."

"You think you can stump me in the realm of Grand Master?" Jiang Ming sneered, "You still want to conquer me, where do you get the confidence?"

"Geniuses are all proud and proud, but if the bones are bent or broken, they are rotten bones. Anyway, if you don't kill people like you, I won't be able to sleep or eat well." Master Xuanming stepped forward again,

His momentum also rose again and again.

There was a chill all over my body, and there was a mist above my head.

Far more powerful than before.

This scene shocked all the spectators around.

"What a strong grandmaster, what a strong Jiang Ming!" The woman in black exclaimed, "Brother Lu, what is his origin?"

"I don't know either!" Lu Yuan shook his head.

You can't say that you come from a small village, can you grow to such an extent and come from a small village? Isn't this nonsense?

In fact, he was also very curious about Jiang Ming's true origin: "No matter what, after today, there will be a place for Brother Jiang in this world."

"It's more than just a place, I'm afraid..." The woman in black paused, then narrowed her eyes, "If he can't resist it, will we take action together?"

"You?" Lu Yuan was surprised, "That's the Grand Master. Do you dare?"

"Brother Jiang's value cannot be compared to that of a great master. Besides, Master Xuanming is a bad old man with a vicious heart. Now that he is born, I don't know what kind of crazy things he will do. If there is a chance, he will naturally kill him as soon as possible.

He was destroyed."

"As expected of you. It's just a pity... If you were a man, maybe..."

Lu Yuan did not say any more.

The woman in black didn't respond either.

However, the two of them had secretly activated their Qi and were ready to take action at any time.

Jiang Ming has already fought with Master Xuanming again.

The long sword could not withstand the force of the collision and shattered into pieces. He immediately threw it away.

He used the Dragon Suppressing Fist and was domineering, but he couldn't do anything to the opponent.

"Phantom Palm!"

Suddenly, Master Xuan Ming took out his palm, causing a howling cold current and mist, making the shadow of his palm seem real and illusory, hazy and indistinct.

"Use the cold to turn into mist, use the mist to become an illusion, and the palm technique blends into the mist, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false." Jiang Ming revealed the essence of the opponent's palm technique in one sentence.

Once you see through it, you may not be able to prevent it.

Master Xuan Ming seemed to have turned into a ghost, moving through the mist. Although it had little effect on him, the opponent's speed was too fast.

It was as if I had truly become a part of the cold mist.

Bang bang bang...

Jiang Ming passively resisted, enduring the opponent's violent bombardment while the cold air invaded his body, making his movements slightly stiff. Fortunately, his blood energy was as strong as the sea and his true energy was as thick as an abyss. Although he was suppressed, he was able to withstand it.

The spectators were all shocked.

The cold air filled the air, like the power of heaven, and the power that burst out made them all tremble with fear.

Especially Bai Yunfei was even more frightened.

If the other party really takes revenge on the Zhenwu Sect, who can resist it except his master?

He looked into the distance and waved, and immediately someone came quickly and quickly gave instructions: "Pass the message back and say that Master Xuanming wants to take revenge on the sect and that he has reached the level of a great master."

"Yes!" the young man responded and walked away.

"This is not only a disaster for your Zhenwu Sect, but also a disaster for the righteousness of the world. If the Grand Master kills indiscriminately regardless of his status..." Tang Xiaotian couldn't help grinning as he spoke.

He Qianshan and others all frowned.

the other side.

The fight between Zhong Erliang and Situ Ming was also extremely fierce. The two seemed to avoid this place intentionally, and the place where they fought had unknowingly moved to the woods not far away.

Big trees were destroyed and dust and fog covered the sky.

This way.

Within a short distance, Jiang Ming dealt with Master Xuanming's attack.

"Why does his energy seem to be endless?" He didn't understand.

After several battles in a row, and facing myself again, I must go all out, but my strength is not exhausted, which is completely contrary to common sense and incredible.

He also saw that it was somewhat impossible to win over the opponent with the current methods.

The body method changes again, turning the palms into fingers.

"Phantom Yin Finger!"

"Jue Yin Finger!"

"Destroying Yin Finger!"

"Broken Yin Finger!"

With one extremely terrifying finger, he stabbed Jiang Ming's heart, throat, temples and other places. In conjunction with his peerless movement skills, he seemed to have split into several people.

Jiang Ming frowned, and golden light suddenly appeared, appearing directly on the ninth floor, guarding him in the middle.

Before this, the nine-layered golden bell shield actually fused together and turned into one layer before the light circulated, and it resisted the first three fingers of Master Xuanming.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he punched the opponent back.

"Nine layers of golden bells are combined into one, and you have cultivated to such an unprecedented level, you monster!" Master Xuanming was really shocked, "And your fists, I broke your body protection

Gang Qi, but the hardness of the skin and the strength of the bones are comparable to the weight of ten thousand gold. How did you practice at such a young age?"

Inexplicably, he felt terrified.

"Death!" He jumped up, in mid-air, and pressed his palm down. Cold air surged out, and the surrounding mist also swept in, turning into Zhang Xu's palm.

This is his unique skill, the Xuan Ming Maha Mudra, which pushes his power to the extreme.

Jiang Ming looked at the white mark on his fist and his pupils shrank. As soon as he stepped on his foot, he jumped into the air, and his fist was wrapped with circles of strong energy.

"The dragon soars into the abyss and fights in the nine heavens!"

This is a killing move in Zhenlong Fist, which condenses the spirit, will, and true energy into a peerless blow.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the fist wind is howling.

Jiang Ming smashed Zhang Xu Fangyuan's palm print into pieces with one punch, but he was also knocked down, creating a deep hole in the ground. The flying soil was like an arrow, and it pierced through several spectators in the distance.

The force that burst out from the collision made even Bai Yunfei and others pale in horror, and they retreated again.

"Is this the power of the Grand Master? It's terrifying, it's too terrifying."

"Shouldn't it be Jiang Ming who is terrifying? He is only at the level of a Grandmaster, but he can compete with a Grandmaster. He is also a Grandmaster who has lived for nearly a hundred years."

This sentence shocked the people around him again.

They looked at Jiang Ming in the pit, inexplicably looking forward to it.

"I didn't kill you!" Before Master Xuanming could stand, he saw Jiang Ming standing up. He turned his palm over and pressed it down again, "Go to hell!"

"Want to kill me? You have no chance. No, you never had any chance." Jiang Ming looked up at the fallen Master Xuanming and his palm prints that exuded extreme chills, and smiled, "I still have no chance."

Thank you very much. Without you, it would have taken me two or three months to take this step forward."

There was already a strange aura surrounding him.

It is getting thicker and thicker, as if dark clouds are sweeping in and heavy rain is falling from the sky.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded in Jiang Ming's mind.

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