Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 328

Inside the wooden house, Shanfeng was tearing Xiaosong's clothes, when he heard shouts outside the door, his face darkened.

"Which brat dares to yell at my uncle's name like that?" Shan Feng kicked open the door and walked out, just in time to see Jiang Li standing in front of the door.

"You boy, you just came to the cottage and wanted to find trouble, I don't think you can leave today!" Shanfeng stared like a bull's eye, and walked towards Jiangli aggressively.

The other people in the village watched from the sidelines and did not come up to stop them. Obviously, Shanfeng was not very popular, and they were happy to watch the excitement when there were little ghosts provoking him.

Shan Feng waved his big hand, wanting to slap him across the face, to teach Jiang Li a lesson.

Jiang Li moved his feet, turned sideways and calmly dodged the palm, then stretched out his white palm, clenched it into a fist, and hit Shanfeng's abdomen with an uppercut, directly hitting Shanfeng stood up all over.

"Oh!"

Shanfeng's burly body was directly arched at an unbelievable angle, and his whole body seemed to be hanging on Jiang Li's fist. The clothes on his back burst open suddenly, his eyes widened, and he slowly Turning his head, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, a large mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and he died of exhaustion.

With a flick of Jiang Li's hand, the strong man who weighed more than two hundred catties was thrown aside by him, and then he wiped the blood stains from his fist on his clothes.

There was a dead silence in the arena, and a needle could be heard.

"Gudong..."

I don't know who swallowed his saliva, and the others were relieved.

This is a harmless young man, this is clearly a monster in human skin!

It's incredible that such a small body can have such a huge force.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Go and call the master!"

"This young man is unusual, we have lured wolves into the house."

……

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The people present were all a group of desperadoes, and the sheer force was not enough to make them fear, so they all drew out the swords around their waists and surrounded them. .

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. These robbers are not afraid of people with natural powers, and each of them has cruel eyes. Surrounding and killing such geniuses makes them feel even more exciting.

In this world, as long as you are not a spiritual practitioner, it is difficult to ignore the threat of stacking numbers and weapons with your physical force.

Jiang Li is just an exception. With the existence of the "Saiyu training method", his physical combat power is no less than that of a certain level of spiritual practitioners.

"Boy, you are so courageous that you actually killed Shanfeng, but I advise you to be more sensible and let us wait for our boss to punish you. Maybe the boss will appreciate you and give you a way to survive!
Otherwise, knives have no eyes! "A thin man waved a sharp knife twice and said threateningly.

The cottage is relatively small, and after a while, Kou Dadang and Meng Erdang arrived.

Seeing Shanfeng's bizarre death, Meng Erdang took the lead in attacking, "My boy, how dare you kill my uncle and brother, and hack him to death!"

More than 30 bandits below all took a step forward, waving their weapons fiercely to greet Jiang Li.

Jiang Li smiled slightly, this kind of ordinary soldier could not hurt him even a little bit, but in order not to tear his clothes, Jiang Li jumped straight up, his body jumped three feet high in the air.

Thirty feet is equivalent to more than nine meters. This height directly made the gangsters dumbfounded. They looked up at the sky and saw Jiang Li's figure passing over their heads like a wild goose, and flew directly to the side of Meng Erdang's family.

"Oh my God!"

"Is this still a human? He won't be a spiritual practitioner?"

"I'll be good, I won't fight anymore, run away!"

"Let's slip away, the head of the family, I have something urgent at home, let's go first!"

……

Many old slickers who saw the situation were not good left one after another, but there were still a few more senior gangsters in the field who stood still and did not leave.

When Jiang Li flew to Shenyue Meng Er's side, he took a step back in fright. To Jiang Li's surprise, the Meng Er in front of him closed his eyes directly in front of him, emitting a A strange fluctuation.

"This is... a spiritual cultivator?" Jiang Li was very curious and waited quietly, wanting to confirm.

"Ah! Our second head is actually a spiritual cultivator, this kid is finished, how can a mortal warrior compete with a spiritual cultivator!"

"I really didn't realize that there is a spiritual cultivator hiding in such a small village like ours!"

"Yeah, Meng Er is usually too low-key!"

"You said, since the second master is a spiritual cultivator, will the first master..."

"Hey, then our cottage is a bit strong! Usually we are too low-key, logically speaking, we should become the largest cottage in Luanzhou County!"

"Ge Laosan, why don't you leave?"

"The second master is a legendary spiritual cultivator. I'm afraid of a fart, that kid is dead!"

……

Meng Erdang's momentum changed, and a faint aura attached to him, and he attacked Jiang Li with his eyes closed.

Spiritual practitioners who have entered the state of meditation, concentrate in concentration, open their spiritual eyes, gain insights into opportunities, and possess spiritual energy.

Although entering the state of tranquility is only the first state of a spiritual practitioner, it is also a transformation from the inside out. Compared with ordinary people, it has a lot more strange abilities, and can exert all the power of the physical body in the subconscious state. There will be a layer of aura to protect the body.

There are infinite potential hidden in the human body, and there have been many examples of explosive potential in reality, such as the grandmother lifting the car with one hand to save her grandson, and the mother bursting out at a superhuman speed of [-] meters to save a falling baby.

However, in order to avoid muscle damage, the brain usually suppresses the exertion of physical strength. Meditation is a way to tap this potential, which can unseal the suppressed power. At the same time, the spiritual eye can replace the naked eye to capture more information. In the vision of the spiritual eye, the speed of the whole world will be slower. From this perspective, any martial arts routine becomes slow and easy to break.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why martial artists cannot compare with spiritual cultivators. People can see through all their moves, and spiritual cultivators are far more powerful than ordinary people. Under such circumstances, it is difficult for martial arts to defeat spiritual cultivators.

Meng Erdang is now in a state of samadhi, opened his spiritual eyes, and his physical strength and speed have been greatly improved. In the eyes of everyone, he turned into a shadow and slapped Jiang Li.

This palm, with the sound of whistling wind, would be crushed instantly even if a boulder stood in front of it.

At this time, Jiang Li was not in a hurry to defend himself, he carefully observed the changes in Meng Er's aura, and did not hide from the slapping palm, letting it land on his chest.

"Oh!"

After a muffled sound, to the surprise of Meng Erdang's family and everyone present, Jiang Li was not shot to death, and just stood there calmly, not retreating a step.

Kou Jingang's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Jiang Li in shock, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Meng Erdang withdrew his palm, frowned, and then drew out the long sword at his waist to attack again.

The sharp sword slashed vertically, and a "woo" sounded in the air.

Kou Jingang licked his lips, his eyes became bloodthirsty, he remembered the last time, the second leader split an enemy in half from the line between the eyebrows with a sword.

The bloody scene was extremely bloody, and he will never forget it.

(End of this chapter)