Galloping the Heavens: From the Jade Blood Sword

Chapter 191 You Have Everything, What Are You Lacking?
Chu Jing went to Shaolin alone today, and thought that he would be beaten by the gang, because what he did was to challenge the rules and break the established class, which must be an enemy of the righteous martial arts.

It's just that he relies on his supernatural powers to overwhelm the world, so he only needs to kill it a few times, and it shouldn't be difficult to subdue this group of people.

But he really underestimated the desire of this group of monks and Taoist priests to win, it was simply outrageous.

He slandered endlessly in his heart: "Damn, what kind of outsider is he!
Buddhist scriptures and Taoism have really been learned in the stomach of a dog. "

Now that he has come to such a field, he understands that there are two results, or he can take advantage of his physical strength and kill the opponent's guts before he fails, or have a chance to seize Fang Zheng.

Furthermore, when one's physical strength declines, a strategic retreat is made, um, to put it bluntly, it is to run away.

Next time I will bring a group of younger brothers to level the Shaolin Temple in one fell swoop, or I will often come to play sneak attacks in the future.

There is no third way to go.

If you want to kill the three major schools of Shaolin Temple here alone, you can just think about it, and you must not take it seriously.

Now he has also deeply realized that what is called a plan is not as good as a change. No matter how good the idea is, it depends on the actual situation after all.

No matter how high your martial arts are, if you can kill someone, you will never be able to control your heart.

The tiger's body trembled, the aura of domineering overflowed, and the matter of crouching all over the ground was nothing but whimsical in the end!

Chu Jing's thoughts turned, but he kept chopping and sweeping with the palm of his hand. At this time, he saw a large stone pier on the ground next to the meditation room not far away, with a diameter of about four or five feet.

Then he stepped on his feet, leaped into the air, reached the edge of the stone pier after a few ups and downs, stretched out his palms, and performed magical powers, and with a strong lift, the stone pier weighing seven or eight hundred catties was thrown up.

Immediately, he pushed the stone pier with both palms, and the stone pier flew towards the crowd. The stone pier was already extremely heavy, but it came with the power of Chu Jing's palm. What a force it was!
How can it be unstoppable by manpower?
Immediately, several monks and some members of the Songshan School were smashed and flew out.

Chu Jing jumped up and came to the stone pier again. Seeing that the rest of his strength had weakened, he changed direction and pushed again with both palms.

The stone pier flew towards them again, immediately the weapons of the three factions were broken, their tendons were broken and their bones were broken, and they lay on their backs on the ground, even if they didn't die for a while, they could only lie on the ground and shout.

Chu Jing just followed this method and made three pushes, surrounded by wailing.

There are too many people from the three sects, and they are crowded together. Wherever the stone pier goes, a large area will be smashed. In an instant, dozens of people died under the stone pier.

At this time, three people jumped up at the same time, it was the only remaining Taibao "Great Yin and Yang Hand" of Songshan School, Le Hou, White-headed Immortal Bu Chen, and Vulture Sha Tianjiang.

Chu Jing had already seen this situation, and followed up with a "Splitting Palm", with a "bang", the stone pier was extremely strong when it was flying in the air.

These three masters originally wanted to push down the stone when the remaining momentum of the stone pier was about to decline.

Unexpectedly, Chu Jing was able to make up another palm force. The back force overwhelmed the front force. How could the three of them seal and stand apart? When they were hit by a boulder, both arms, sternum and ribs were broken, and they flew out and fell over again. Counted people.

Chu Jing was about to strike again when two Wudang Taoists attacked with long swords.At this time, he even killed more than a dozen players, and he was very excited, and laughed loudly: "Have fun! Come again!"

As he spoke, his palms flew up, and with the force of his palms, there were a few "bang bang", and the two of them were thrown out.

At this moment, Chu Jing was distracted, and every move was just right, as long as he made a move, someone would die.

However, Shaolin Temple, Wudang School, and Songshan School can enjoy a great reputation in the martial arts world, and they have their own unique features.

Although everyone was terrified of Chu Jing's high martial arts, but no one ran away, they all shouted in unison, with dignified and angry expressions on their faces.But even so, they are all struggling to attack and fight.

At this time, Chu Jing's murderous nature became more aggressive, and his strikes were even more lightning-like. The speed of his strikes, the weight of his strikes, and the ingenuity of his moves can be said to be shocking to the world.

With Tiangang Beidou footwork under his feet, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms slapped out like mountains and seas.Combining the miraculous footwork of this movement with the fierceness of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it is really a match made in heaven.

Chu Jing's true qi was so powerful that when he spread out his palms, his clothes fluttered, and the strong wind swayed, if ordinary people touched this kind of strong qi, they would break their tendons and bones, and would fly out, let alone fight against it.

Those Shaolin monks and Wudang Taoists with deep internal strength resisted Chu Jing's palm and approached them, but he also killed them with faster, fiercer, more ruthless and more precise moves.

It can be said that as long as he is staring at him, there is no need for a second move to kill. At this moment, flesh and blood are flying everywhere in the Shaolin Temple, corpses are everywhere, and the sound of shouting and screaming can be heard endlessly.

Chu Jing is like a tiger descending the mountain, and a dragon is going out to sea, looking like a ghost claiming his life.

Where the palm was split, sand and stones flew in all directions, and when the foot kicked, the tendons were broken and the lungs were cracked.

After a while, he rushed into the crowd of Shaolin, suddenly jumped into the middle of Songshan disciples, and suddenly appeared among Wudang disciples, no one can stop him at all.

Everyone in the arena is the disciples of the Great School, and I have seen many people with high martial arts skills, but I have never seen such a person as Chu Jing.

Even though they were not cowardly people who were afraid of death, seeing Chu Jing's power, they were invincible.

Wherever people go, there will be a lot of deaths!

Chu Jing is now, only thinking about killing people, he can see clearly, if he doesn't kill someone, blood will flow into rivers, heads will roll, and his words will have no strength at all.

People like them dare not listen to themselves, on the one hand because they have their own beliefs in their hearts, and on the other hand, it is not a kind of contempt for themselves.

They feel that they are numerous and powerful, and they have nothing to do with them. Maybe some people think that they can kill themselves!
Then let them see if they can afford the heavy price of killing Chu Jing!

Chu Jing suddenly punched and palmed with both hands, palm splitting and punching, from time to time he seized a single sword, slashed horizontally and vertically, and stabbed and slashed with a long sword. It can be said that it was thunderous and unstoppable.

The more Fang Zheng looked at it, the more frightened he became. Chu Jing had already killed at least 200 people in the field during this cup of tea.Many of the Wudang faction and their own masters had already died, and none of the Taibao of the Songshan faction could be seen.

However, Chu Jing's physical strength did not show the slightest sign of exhaustion.

He couldn't help but blame himself a bit, for the sake of fame, is this price worth it?
But thinking about the entrustment of my master and the notes of senior monks, my heart sank, and I thought to myself: "My old man is right! In the world, there are things to do and not to do!

Some things should be defended with life! "

He made up his mind, and he understood that it would be too difficult to consume Chu Jing to death.

You can't really let those ordinary disciples fill it with their lives!
Although the Arhat Formation and the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation are exquisite, they can't even get close to Chu Jing, so what's the use?
Seeing him palming the wind everywhere, there was a mess of casualties, my heart ached, and I immediately shouted: "All ordinary disciples retreat, Wudang comrades, all juniors follow the old monk!"

Fang Zheng's sleeve fluttered, and he fell into the arena, surrounded by seven or eight old monks and Taoist priests.

Seeing the left side, Chu Jing attacked a Taoist priest again, but his martial arts were really good, he patted with his left palm, the palm strength was soft, but the inner strength contained was very strong, at the same time, several people rushed towards him in front of him.

He also didn't have time to look at the faces of a few people, all of them were top-notch figures in the martial arts world.After all, there is no ordinary person who can get close to him.

At this moment, Chu Jing was holding a single sword in his hand, and then his hand shook, and the single sword broke into countless pieces, and he quickly slapped it out with his left palm.

The Broken Blade was already extremely sharp, and his palm was extremely fierce. With this push, the Broken Blade shot out like a shuttle or a hidden weapon.

No matter how strong this Taoist's palm is, how could he compare to Chu Jing, he was hit several times all over his face, and the broken blade did not simply slash, but shot into his head, and the Taoist fell to his death immediately.

These broken blades are still unabated, and more than a dozen people who are close are also injured and fell to the ground, screaming and cursing can be heard endlessly.

Just as Chu Jing knocked over the people in front of him, another soft and thick palm force came from behind him. The strength contained in this palm was the strongest he had ever seen.

He didn't turn around, he knew that this palm must be issued by Fang Zheng.

At this time, two more Jie Dao attacked from the right, and a two-year-old Taoist leaped to the left. The two of them almost slapped their left palms first, followed by their right palms. palm routine.

Chu Jing naturally knew that this was the power of three palms stored in one palm, and the back force pushed forward, just like a flood breaking a bank, one wave pushes another wave, rushing towards him.

At this moment, Chu Jing was sealed off from the front, back, left, and right sides, and he was not afraid at all. If these people knew his opponent in terms of skill, it would definitely be difficult to deal with them.

But these people, as long as they slap their palms hard, they will be invincible, so why not be afraid, they yelled: "Good job! Catch it!"

The left palm was swiftly swung out, the three palms collided with each other, the air flow surged, and with a "bang", the two people were directly hit by his palm, and they fell out like kites with broken strings.

At this moment, he took another step to the left, waved the sleeve of his right robe, and had already wrapped up the two Jiedao that had been stabbed at him. With a flick of his arm, the sword had been shattered into pieces by his true energy, and he swung his sleeve along with the momentum.

As soon as these broken blades were sent by the sleeve wind, they were shot out like hidden weapons, three feet away, how could the two monks dodge them, with a few "pushing" sounds, the two of them were suddenly hit by the short blade's force, Take it and fly out.

Chu Jing took a step to the left just now to avoid Fang Zheng's palm. In a flash, he took care of the person close to him and turned around.

I saw Fang Zheng's two palms flying, palm shadows fluttering, overlapping, palm shadows densely covered, it was like raining flowers all over the sky in an instant.

When others see it, how can they know where the palm is going to go.

Seeing this, Chu Jing smiled, and shouted: "If you, a monk, can practice the internal palm technique "Prajna Palm", you can't even say that you can face a certain palm. How can this "Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm" win me? , watch me break you!"

Chu Jing knew that this palm technique was uncertain and full of phantoms, false moves could be turned into real palms, and real moves could also be turned into false palms.

But for him, it is the easiest way to break this palm technique, he only needs to slap with one palm, even if the opponent is making a false move, he has to show his original shape.

Then his figure flickered, and with a sound of "chi", the move "seeing the dragon in the field" has already come out, and he slapped Fang Zheng's chest directly.

At this time, Fangzheng's double palms have changed from one to two, two to four, and in an instant, it increased to 32 palms.

In fact, Fang Zheng regretted this meeting too much. He wanted to besiege Chu Jing with everyone just now, as long as those few masters restrained him a little bit.

Wait for his palm technique to be used to the extreme, find the right opportunity, and the reality will change.

As long as he can press a palm on Chu Jing's vital point.Even if he can't be killed, once he can break his breath, these people today may not die in vain!
It never occurred to him that Chu Jing could only defeat four first-rate experts in the blink of an eye.So now, wouldn't he be fighting alone with the other party?

But it was too late to escape at this time, how could he not know Chu Jing's swiftness, and it is true to say that he looks like a ghost.

Now as a last resort, Fang Zheng can only use the magic skill of "Yi Jin Jing" to activate the "Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm". He just wants to hold on for a few more moves. As long as someone attacks again, there will be another chance. It can be said that he has used his life's strength.

Who would have thought that when Chu Jing struck with his palm, before the force of the palm was close to his body, it forced him to have difficulty breathing, making the sound of "chichi" airflow.

Fang Zheng's palm technique is unpredictable, and his palm strength is solid, which is rare, but Chu Jing's inner strength is far superior to him.

This palm "seeing the dragon in the field" contains mellow true energy, it hits Fang Zheng's chest directly, it strikes like thunder and lightning.

Fang Zheng couldn't care less about transforming his palms, he could only attack quickly with both palms, but as soon as his palms intersected with the opponent's palms, he felt the energy and blood in his whole body rushing, his eyes shone with stars, his body shook violently, "Deng Deng "Take a few steps out.

But Chu Jing's strike was so fast, Fang Zheng was knocked back with a palm, and he yelled loudly: "Lie down!"

At the moment Fang Zheng's qi and blood were churning, and his breath was not steady. Hearing his drink suddenly, he suddenly felt a gust of air rushing towards him, like an indescribable invisible qi, and he was shocked and lost his mind.

Chu Jing was so skillful, how could he miss such a good opportunity, his figure flickered, and he poked the "Zhangmen acupoint" under his ribs with his finger, Fang Zheng immediately felt sore all over his body, and fell to the ground with fatigue.

At this time, there were two strong winds coming from behind him, Chu Jing listened to the wind to distinguish his shape, and without turning his head, he flicked two fingers backwards, only hearing a few sounds of "chichi" and "ah".

Turning around, he saw that there were two old Shaolin monks, but both of them were hit to the vitals by Chu Jing's "snap finger supernatural power", and they obviously couldn't survive.

After Chu Jing restrained Fang Zheng, he killed two masters from the Shaolin sect who were attacking, and five or six Shaolin monks. Just as he was about to pounce on him, he saw his abbot lying at Chu Jing's feet. No one dared to come forward.

Once the Shaolin monks did not go up, they followed suit and stopped.

Chu Jing raised his eyes and looked around, seeing that Shaolin Temple really became a hell on earth.Remnants of limbs and arms are everywhere, corpses are strewn across the field, and blood flows like rivers.

There were still figures and crowds of people around, but these people's faces were full of panic, distraction, and anger.

The masters of the Songshan Gate besieged Chu Jing just now, and there were many casualties.

There are still many Wudang sects, but now that the abbot of Shaolin has been captured, there is no way to fight.

At this time, Chu Jing, even considered murderous, was a little red-eyed, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Who else?"

The group of people who were shocked by the sound turned their minds around, thinking: "Yes, we are besieging the devil, what should we do now?"

After all, Shaolin and Wudang still have eminent monks and Taoists.

But the Songshan faction has no leader, and some people want to escape, but they are afraid of being ridiculed.I hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do.

As for asking him to besiege Chu Jing again, he would definitely not dare, but there is never a shortage of people who are not afraid of death in this world. Immediately, someone shouted: "Avenge for the master! Avenge for the head!"

Several people held weapons and rushed towards Chu Jing again.

Chu Jing smiled coldly, waved his sleeves, rolled up several weapons, flicked his sleeves, and these weapons shot out.

The few people who rushed were directly carried away by these weapons, and immediately became ghosts.

Chu Jingxiong looked at the whole audience, looking forward and looking mighty. Seeing the people here, he still couldn't see the end at a glance, and he didn't know how many people were there.

As soon as he raised his true energy, his spirit immediately became brighter, and he felt that he could kill a few more rounds, and his heart became more secure.

Then he swept the crowd with cold eyes, saw some people cowering, thought for a while, and said sharply: "Since you are heartbroken, God also has the virtue of being good at life, and Chu is not a bloodthirsty person, so I will give it to you." One chance, go down the mountain and leave at this time, or there may be a way out, you can choose yourself!"

After saying that, he stood with his hands behind his back.

Quite a few people here, in fact, were really scared and frightened by Chu Jing, and their souls were scattered. If it weren't for the only trace of human dignity, they would have run away long ago.

This kind of thinking is especially common among Songshan disciples, their elders were all wiped out, and those who had the backbone just rushed up and died just now.

Now I saw the abbot of Shaolin lying down again, and they told them to leave, otherwise they would be fools.

The Songshan disciples immediately dispersed and ran away.

Fang Zheng's internal strength is profound, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved, even if someone like Chu Jing touches his body with a finger, his acupoints will be closed.

It must not be so easy for others, Fang Zheng also wants to get lucky to open the acupoints at this time.

This "Yi Jin Jing" pays attention to the veins of the whole body, the spirit of the five internal organs, the cycle does not disperse, the movement continues, the qi is generated from the inside, and the blood is moistened from the outside. It is said that even the muscles and bones can be transferred to the master!
But Fang Zheng obviously didn't have that ability yet, so he just studied it for a long time, and he just had some experience in the method of accumulating internal energy.As for other wonderful functions, no one in this world can achieve them.

Therefore, it is futile for Ren Fangzheng to flush the acupoints for a long time with the inner strength method of Yijin Jing.

Chu Jing saw that once the disciples of Songshan left, there were no more than 200 people at most. He took a look at the audience, and found that there were too many monks and priests to see.

Looking down, seeing Fang Zheng's eyes closed, he stretched out his finger and flicked.

Fang Zhengdeng felt a heat flow all over his body, the sealed meridians immediately became unobstructed, and when he raised his inner breath, he already operated freely.

He naturally knew who was doing it, so he stood up, clasped his hands together and said, "Layman Chu has penetrated the two meridians of Ren and Du, opened up the acupoints of the whole body, and transformed his internal energy into a wonderful state of true energy. It is truly incredible."

Chu Jing nodded and said: "The Shaolin Temple is really extraordinary! I think that this person, with a bit of inner strength, is called true energy, and the old monk still has some insight!"

Fang Zheng Heshi said humbly: "The old monk just read a few classics left by the eminent monks of the past.

Ordinary people in the rivers and lakes naturally don't understand the meaning of it. In the end of martial arts, no one can blame it! "

Fang Zheng was completely gone at this meeting, the hostility from when he fought Chu Jing just now was gone, and he had regained the air of a master monk.

At this point, Chu Jing also went straight to the point: "Monk, tell me, you have a long Shaolin heritage and such a great reputation, why do you still want to control the martial arts situation? What is missing? Why?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyes and glanced around, seeing his family members and Wudang disciples on the court.

The people in front of him are all juniors from his own family and Wudang Chongxu's peers. They were silent for a while, sighed, and then said sadly: "Today, I am a layman Chu. If there are other people, Fang Zheng will die, and I won't say anything!"

Chu Jing knew what Fang Zheng said was true, so he nodded slightly.

Fang Zheng said: "Chu Layman, you know the history of Wudang School very well just now, but how much do you know about my Shaolin Temple?"

Chu Jing spread his hands, and said: "This is too broad, and I can't say it, you should just say it directly!"

(End of this chapter)