Under One Person: From the Beginning of Infancy to the Great Saint Body

Chapter 40: The President of the Medicine Fairy Association vs. Changming Yegan
"Dad, come in quickly!"

Feeling the change in the energy behind him, Jingming was about to push Zhao's father into Jishidiang.

There are several experts in Jishidiang, so there should be no problem in saving his father's life.

Crack!

But before Zhao's father could push open the door of Jishidiang, a steel cable came directly through the air.

If Jingming hadn't been quick-witted, Zhao's father would have ended up passing through the hall.

"I didn't expect that a little kid like you would be a trained one."

Liang Ting's voice appeared on the street opposite Jishiditang.

"Take care, my son!!"

Feeling the current situation, Father Zhao was not a hesitant person. He took a deep breath and then stepped into the door of Jishidiang.

"Mr. Duanmu!"

When Zhao's father entered the gate, he found that the people from Jishidiang had already filled the yard.

"Please save my son!"

Looking at the people from Jishidiang, Father Zhao knelt down with a plop.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, we can't do anything."

"Otherwise, our entire Jishiditang will be gone."

Hearing what Zhao's father said, Duanmu Jun shook his head slightly and rejected Zhao's father's request.

Getting in trouble with Quan Xing is a very fatal thing.

"Haiwang, help Mr. Zhao to the back hall."

Duanmu Jun looked at Zhao's father's distraught look, shook his head slightly, and then gave instructions to his apprentice beside him.

"Remember, as long as you don't call us, we'll pretend we didn't see it."

As he spoke, Duanmu Jun just stood there silently, looking at the scene outside through the broken door.

"You actually managed to deal with those two Gu Masters so quickly?"

Jingming rolled up his sleeves and looked at Liang Ting and said.

"One died and the other escaped."

Liang Ting twisted his neck, and the ink veins on his body fluttered with his movements.

"One ran away?"

"Then you're miserable."

Jingming grinned and looked at Liang Ting calmly.

"Old Wang, something is wrong. Even if this kid has practiced, facing a vicious man like Liang Ting, at best he would be frightened into silence."

On the rooftop of a small building, Yuan Jingui held up a wine jug and looked in surprise at Jingming who was confronting Liang Ting in the field, and said to Wang Yaozu who was standing beside him.

"If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Hearing Yuan Jingui's words, Wang Yaozu shook his head.

"Just watch."

"To be honest, as an old man like me, I am still a little scared of a lunatic like Liang Ting."

The title of Grand Master is not something that can be obtained casually.

He is still far from being a grandmaster.

"Haha, miserable?"

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"I'll catch you later and then go inside to find your father."

Hearing Jingming's words, a hint of cruelty appeared on Liang Ting's lips.

"Honestly, if I had met you before today, I would have run away without saying a word."

"but now."

"I really want to fight with you."

Jingming Yangtian looked at Liang Ting in front of him, and the corners of his mouth also curled up slightly.

Peng! !

A wisp of flame burned from Jingming's body.

"You evil creature, let this prince save you today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingming directly unfolded Nezha's three-headed, six-armed form.

"Are you asking for help from the gods?"

"Or is it the destiny of a born boy?"

"But it doesn't matter. Killing is actually more exciting."

"Unfortunately, your master is not here."

Liang Ting licked his lips, the black veins on his body danced, and he strode towards Jingming. Roar! !

Jingming threw the ball in his hand, and a fierce tiger appeared under his crotch!

The tiger's roar went straight into Liang Ting's soul, just like the Buddhist lion's roar.

clap clap clap! !

However, the black tendons and soft bones on Liang Ting's body only made a strange sound, which dispelled the effect of the tiger's roar.

At this time, the demon-slaying sword and demon-chopping knife in Jingming's hands had already followed and slashed towards Liang Ting fiercely.

The sharp edge revealed makes the air flash with a hint of chill!
However, Liang Ting relied on his black tendons and soft bones to withstand Jingming's sword and knife attacks.

He is indeed a ruthless person who has trained himself into a machine!
Boom!
boom!
But Jingming had three heads and six arms at this time!

Liang Ting chopped down the demon-slaying sword and demon-killing knife, but the hydrangea and demon-subduing pestle fell down soon after.

These two magical weapons are mainly used for blunt attacks!
Boom! !
Both the hydrangea and the demon-subduing pestle fell down and hit Liang Ting's head directly.

Click! !
Faced with Jingming's violent attack, Liang Ting extended two steel cables from the back of his neck and fiercely resisted Jingming's attack.

But even so, Liang Ting was forced to retreat three steps.

"Three heads and six arms?"

"I can do that, too!"

He stopped and looked at Jingming who was coming at him again. Liang Ting grinned with bloodthirsty smile, and his Qi surged.
The black tendons, soft bones and talismans flashed with light, and transformed into a three-headed, six-armed creature that collided with Jingming.

Boom! !

The violent energy spread out in all directions with the two of them as the center.

Boom!

Crack!

Roar!
The roar of the air, the breaking of bricks and stones, the roar of tigers.
Everything indicates that this is going to be a fierce fight!
"Old Wang, how about we just forget about it?"

Yuan Jingui, who was standing on the roof and looking at this side, looked at Wang Yaozu beside him tremblingly, with a look as if he was neither crying nor laughing.

Wang Yaozu's mood at this time was much better than Yuan Jingui's.

This little kid only looked about six or seven years old, right? He was able to fight Liang Ting like this.

Could it really be the reincarnation of Nezha?
"Why hasn't the president of the Medicine Immortal Association come yet?"

Different from what these two people thought, Jingming, who was arguing with Liang Ting, was thinking about the president of the Medicine Immortal Association.

Through the confrontation just now, he already knew where his strength lies.

He can rival Liang Ting, and even defeat him if he fights with his life, but he cannot kill Liang Ting.

If you can't kill Quan Xing, it means endless troubles.

After all, Quan Xing has never been moralistic and has no habit of stopping at the right time.

huh~~
Faintly, a wisp of Qi floated over from afar.

"The president of the Medicine Immortal Association is here."

Looking at the Qi floating over from the other end of the street, Jingming grinned.

The demon-subduing pestle and the ball in his hand were thrown directly out.

While the two magic weapons were smashing towards Liang Ting, his two free hands were also used to grab the two black tendons on the opponent's body.

"Roar!"

The tiger under him also roared and pounced, heading straight for Liang Ting's throat.

call! !

In the mouth, a true fire gathered!

"Old Wang, Liang Ting must either not die or die!"

Yuan Jingui on the rooftop's face changed and he attacked suddenly.

He tricked Liang Ting over here, so he chose to help Liang Ting!
Whoohoo! !

The demon-binding rope circled around like a flying python, transforming into thousands and millions of them to protect itself.

blah blah blah!

A soft sound.

A slender hand directly caught a demon-subduing pestle that was thrown at Jingming, and at the same time, with a swing of the arm, another demon-subduing pestle was knocked away.

"When you mess with people on my territory, they are still my people."

"That's really courageous."

With his sleeves waving, the president of the Medicine Immortal Association landed on the battlefield.

　Two books are offered as sacrifice: "This Great Witch's Painting Style Is Wrong!" Traveling through the Great Wilderness of Gaowu, I dare to compete with Yanhuang for supremacy! I have a place among the world's great witches!
　　Dark Game: Redemption

　　Games?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)