Fighting Wumen

"Do not----"

Tang Jun yelled, his whole body seemed to be attacked by a shell, he was blasted more than ten feet away, his feet were on the ground, and he was unconscious.

puff----

A gust of blood shot up into the sky. Tang Jun's drowsy brain gradually regained consciousness after spurting out a gust of blood. He was surprised to find that there was something extra in his hand: a three-inch long dagger To be precise, it should only be regarded as a small wooden sword played by a child. It was the small golden dagger that was stuck in the back of the middle-aged monk yesterday, and now it appeared in his hand inexplicably.It was originally a small golden sword, but now, after being stained with his blood, it turned blood red.

Obviously, although he was seriously injured, his life was saved. The scene that happened just now occupied his mind and made him unforgettable for the rest of his life: when the incomparably powerful force hit his chest, a burst of blood suddenly rushed out of his body. A frenzied force, exactly the mysterious force that made him fear the most, opened its mouth wide and swallowed the "crazy dragon" that hit his chest.

However, at the Dzogchen level of a military commander, how can a junior warrior be able to resist the mysterious skills displayed by a general. The powerful shock wave alone can kill a junior warrior. Fortunately, Tang Jun has The seven powerful Dao thoughts were naturally released under the fatal impact on his body, but even so, he was seriously injured and almost passed out. Severe damage, bursts of pain, spread throughout the body----

But what happened next left Tang Jun dumbfounded: the blood stained on the little dagger disappeared strangely, or rather, it should have been absorbed by the little dagger.

With the movement of Dao Nian in his body, the mysterious golden little sword was connected with Dao Nian in his body, heart-to-heart, moved in his hand, and then mysteriously disappeared again. However, this time, Tang Jun Through the Dao Nian in his body, he clearly sensed that the mysterious little sword did not really disappear, but went to the dantian in his body.

After this mysterious little sword ran into the dantian in his body, it did not calm down, but continued to devour it. Not only was the seven strands of Taoism in his body swallowed by it, but even the inexplicable appearance in his body was swallowed up by it. The five bright spots in his body were also swallowed by the mysterious little sword. In the end, the mysterious little sword looked at the mysterious golden egg in his body very spiritually, like a greedy little guy, wishing to get rid of the golden egg However, it seemed to be a little afraid again. It surrounded the mysterious golden egg over and over again, and finally gave up, obediently entrenched in a corner, and stopped moving.

Then, the mysterious golden egg that had been entrenched in Tang Jun's body twisted and deformed, like a warm current, it began to run along all the veins in Tang Jun's body, and then returned to his dantian, occupying the Standing in the center, motionless.

A look of astonishment appeared on Tang Jun's face, because he felt that the strength in his body increased greatly, and all the pain on his body disappeared, as if nothing had happened just now.

"elder brother----"

Junior Sister Leng Yan was stunned by what happened in front of her. When she regained consciousness, she immediately uttered a scream, ran to Senior Brother Tang staggeringly, leaned over and hugged Senior Brother Tang, tears dripping down her cheeks. rolling down.

"Brother, don't scare me, you must be fine--you must be fine--"

Junior Sister Leng Yan hugged Senior Brother Tang's body, her whole body was on the verge of falling!The eldest brother who has always loved me the most, suffered a fatal blow from a general, will he still survive?

Alas, a young man who had just advanced to the rank of warrior lost his life like this. Although he was responsible for everything, it still made the warrior disciples standing around feel a little chill: warrior is the bottom level, In this Heavenly Immortal Continent where power is paramount, warriors are like lambs at the mercy of others, where in the world do they have their share?

Originally, the samurai disciples of Qingzhumen thought that they were superior to others, and how proud they were to become official disciples of the five branches of Qingzhumen!But now, seeing a samurai being killed by a single move under the command of a general, what if he meets a higher-level master?Thinking of this, the faces of all the disciples darkened a lot.

When the ignorant young man in front of him was knocked away with one move, there was no trace of joy on Zhao Jun's face, but a shocking anger——

Mysterious-level skills are actually not suitable for masters of military generals to practice. Zhao Jun can barely practice until he has reached the realm of great perfection. Just now, he performed a move of mysterious-level skills, which has already consumed one-third of the strength in his body , Moreover, after reaching the level of the Xuan class, the true qi cultivated not only greatly increases the power, but also contains a sense of Taoism in the attacking true qi, which can be summoned back at will, otherwise, once To attack, one-third of the power in one's body and a sense of Dao will be lost, no matter how high-level a master is, they can't bear it.

However, this time, one-third of the power in Zhao Jun's body, as well as that strand of Taoism, completely lost contact with the nine strands of Taoism in his body for no apparent reason.In fact, one-third of the power in his body has been temporarily consumed, and it will be replenished after returning to practice, but the lost strand of Taoism is not so easy to regain through cultivation.

Now, there are only nine Dao thoughts left in Zhao Jun's body, that is to say, his cultivation base has fallen to the level of a high-ranking general. Don't underestimate the lost one Dao thought. At the beginning, he spent five whole It took two years to cultivate the tenth strand of Taoism.

In the entire Green Bamboo Sect, there are only three disciples who have cultivated to the level of Dzogchen, because Zhao Jun possesses a mysterious technique, so he can become the number one master under the martial arts in the same level!

Now, it took five years to cultivate a strand of Taoism that has disappeared inexplicably. Zhao Jun hated the young man lying ten feet away, not knowing his life or death, and his anger rushed to the sky. After a while, the remaining nine strands of Taoism on his body released waves of air currents, turbulent towards the surroundings——

Feeling the strong pressure coming from the impact on their bodies, the disciples surrounding them, as well as the disciples standing on the martial arts field, all focused their eyes on Zhao Jun, and their faces were all surprised and puzzled: Why is the defiant Master Uncle Zhao so angry at a young man who almost lost his life?

Zhao Jun glared at the little girl who was hugging the boy, and shouted angrily, "Go away!"

Junior Sister Leng Yan raised her teary face, looked at Zhao Jun opposite with hatred, and said angrily, "Martial Uncle Zhao, you really have no shame in using a mysterious kung fu technique against a warrior disciple!"

"you wanna die----"

Zhao Jun was already furious, but when he saw a warrior girl who dared to speak rudely to him, he couldn't help shouting angrily, and was about to kill him. Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him: "This little junior sister doesn't know, and she bullies the little one with the big!" , Bullying the weak with the strong is the consistent style of Master Zhao of our Qingwu Hall, and our Qingwu Hall disciples have long been accustomed to it, and we have become accustomed to it."

Zhao Jun turned around in disbelief, and glared angrily at the female disciple Xiao Ju'er who was always trembling in front of him, almost vomiting blood!Now, even his own disciple dared to ridicule him like this. His title of "Uncle Zhao" would probably lose his deterrent forever.

Xiao Ju'er had a dazed look on her face. Ever since she was watched by her master, she knew that she had no choice but to die. Now she is not afraid of death at all.

"Okay, okay, good job--"

Zhao Jun sneered three times in succession, with a chill on his face. For his female disciple Xiao Ju'er, he really couldn't bear to kill her. Xiao Ju'er, who is as beautiful as a flower, still has a little bit of nostalgia in his heart, but now, he can't get off the tiger, for his own sake. He had no choice but to kill her. Who told her to seek her own death?

He once again released a terrifying coercion, and the powerful Dao thought in his body was about to move, and was about to kill Xiao Juer. Suddenly, a sneer sounded from behind him again: "A master general can only treat women A child's killer is simply worse than a pig or a dog----"