school flower genius

Chapter 954

The so-called True Demon Dance is one of the body skills of the White Demon Art. Although the White Demon Art focuses on body training, it is a martial skill for tempering the body after all. Naturally, it will also take into account the cultivation of martial skills, and the True Demon Dance is this White Demon Art. One of the martial arts.

Jiang Zuohua has practiced the technique of white magic for many years, and it can be said that he has cultivated this technique to the stage of great success. When the real magic dance is performed, it is naturally no small matter. If Han Qing is a little distracted, he will eventually die in the latter's hands.

The most feared thing in monk fighting is distraction. Han Qing knows that Jiang Zuohua is powerful, and at the same time, he also knows the horror of this white magic technique. When fighting him, he naturally dare not be too distracted, so as not to get in the way of this guy. At that time, no matter what means Han Qing has against the sky, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving from Jiang Zuohua's hands. Han Qing knows this very well.

"I don't know what kind of physical skill this True Demon Dance is. Since Jiang Zuohua is proud of this technique, the power of this technique must be extraordinary. If I am a little careless, I will definitely die in this person's hands. Grandma, I originally thought that this Jiang Zuohua It's just an ordinary person, who knows that this person is so difficult." Han Qing secretly thought that although he didn't stop his figure, he was a little cautious when rushing towards Jiang Zuohua.

That Jiang Zuohua had been paying attention to Han Qing, and seeing that he hesitated a little, he naturally guessed that this person was afraid of the real magic dance.

This point did not surprise Jiang Zuohua at all. The True Demon Dance is the only martial skill in the White Demon Art. Even though it is the only one, this True Demon Dance can be said to be the ultimate skill of the White Demon Art. , even if Jiang Zuohua only has the cultivation base of the late stage of Dao Slashing now, when he performs the True Demon Dance, he is sure enough to kill any monk who crosses the tribulation, even if it is a monk of the sixth rank of the tribulation, Jiang Zuohua does not have the slightest fear in his heart.

The Han Qing in front of him is only at the early stage of Dao Slaying, and his physical training can be described as horrible. With his superficial cultivation, how could he be his opponent?Although Jiang Zuohua was not an arrogant person, after realizing the gap between himself and Han Qing, how could he take Han Qing to heart.

"A person with such bad physical skills dares to challenge me, a master-level figure. This guy is simply boring! Anyway, today, as an elder, I will teach this guy a lesson and let him know What is weight, what is hitting a stone with an egg!" Jiang Zuohua thought to himself.

Following Han Qing's hesitation, the demon bones that had turned into black energy had all shrunk back into Jiang Zuohua's body.

And when all the black energy shrank back into Jiang Zuohua's body, he saw that Jiang Zuohua's complexion slowly turned rosy. In a moment, he saw that Jiang Zuohua's body was steaming with mist. This was not true energy, but The water vapor formed after the sweat evaporated, and at the same time, Jiang Zuohua's already pale skin gradually became rosy, emitting a dazzling red light, as if it was burning.

However, this was not the thing that surprised Han Qing the most. After the skin on Jiang Zuohua's body became rosy, the ground under Jiang Zuohua's feet suddenly shattered, and Jiang Zuohua's body suddenly became heavy for some reason. Even standing in place, he stepped on the rocks on the ground.

"It seems that there is indeed something to be said about this True Demon Dance. It actually crushed the ground like this. I don't know how terrifying power is contained in Jiang Zuohua's body. With my current skills, if I choose to head-to-head with him, I will definitely not There will be good fruits to eat, and for the current plan, the only way to win is speed." Han Qing thought.

Jiang Zuohua didn't give Han Qing much time to think about it. As the ground continued to shatter, Jiang Zuohua suddenly opened the corner of his mouth, revealing a ferocious smile. Then, he saw Jiang Zuohua's body whistling on the spot. Disappeared, and when Han Qing saw it again, Jiang Zuohua had already appeared in front of Han Qing.

Even my spiritual sense can't catch this person's whereabouts?Han Qing was taken aback. Wherever he dared to confront Jiang Zuohua, he urged his mana to retreat.

However, just as he was retreating, a bad wind suddenly blew from behind. When Han Qing's skin was numb, he glanced back. This glance immediately made Han Qing feel uneasy. Behind him, at this time, there were actually two men who looked exactly like Jiang Zuo Hua standing together. These two men clenched their fists and punched him from behind, one left and one right.

Doppelgänger?Han Qing frowned, not knowing who the two men behind him were. Of course, although he couldn't guess the identities of the two men, the fist that was bombarding him was genuine, blooming from the fist From the perspective of coercion, the strength of these two fists is definitely not something he can resist. If he doesn't dodge, he will definitely fall under that Jiang Zuohua's fist.

Thinking of this, how dare Han Qing hesitate?Urging his own mana and planning to escape, however, Jiang Zuohua seemed to have foreseen all this in advance, sneered, and said: "It's too late to want to escape now!"

While speaking, he saw that Jiang Zuohua standing in front of Han Qing suddenly made a move. It was also an iron fist, and the fist was as fast as the wind. It directly blasted towards Han Qing, completely blocking Han Qing's retreat.

Jiang Zuohua has practiced for many years, and his experience in fighting skills is naturally very rich. It is impossible for Han Qing to win with his experience in fighting skills. In fact, Jiang Zuohua had already expected that Han Qing would choose to avoid the edge for the time being, after all, his true demon Once the dance is performed, Han Qing, who doesn't know the way to go directly, is undoubtedly tantamount to death. With his shrewdness, he will never do such two hundred and five things. Therefore, Jiang Zuohua knows that this person will try it out first. Finally, he took out his hole cards and fought against himself.

With this in mind, Jiang Zuohua directly blocked Han Qing's escape route, causing Han Qing to have nowhere to go for a while, so he could only raise his hands to meet Jiang Zuohua.

"This bastard, unexpectedly expected that I would retreat for the time being, and flanked me back and forth. Grandma, it seems that there is no way to escape without fighting him." Han Qing thought secretly.

Han Qing is not an idiot, he can see Jiang Zuohua's intentions at a glance, knowing that this person is trying to force him to take action, although he has fallen into this guy's trap, but since this guy chooses to confront him head-on, how can he back down The truth, thinking of this, saw Han Qing's wrist shake, the power of real magic wrapped around his fist, and he punched Jiang Zuohua directly.

Seeing Han Qing attacking, Jiang Zuohua sneered, and thought to himself, this guy doesn't seem to know the horror of True Demon Dance, and he actually wants to head-to-head with my True Demon Dance, he is looking for death!
Then, I saw that Jiang Zuohua punched Han Qing without hesitation.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the fists of the two collided directly. Jiang Zuohua's fist was like cast iron at this time. Han Qing hit this person's fist with an iron fist, but he didn't shake this person's fist at all, and he couldn't shake it. That's all, the key is that after Han Qing punched out and made contact with Jiang Zuohua's fist, an indescribably monstrous force suddenly poured into Han Qing's body, and Han Qing couldn't resist it for a while , was blown away by the other party directly.

A punch that harnessed the power of a true demon couldn't shake that Jiang Zuohua's fist?Seeing this scene, Han Qing immediately had an unbelievable feeling in his heart. Jiang Zuohua's strength was indeed terrifying. Although his physical strength was not comparable to this person's, the power of the real devil was no less than that of the mana of good fortune. The mana protected him, not only was there no way to shake this person when he hit Jiang Zuohua, but he was blown away by this person!
How strong is this true magic dance? !Han Qing was a little confused for a while, only felt that his arms had been numb from the shock, and even half of his body lost feeling at this moment. This was just the power of Jiang Zuohua's punch. Now, there are three Jiang Zuohua in this world If these three people hit him at the same time, how can he survive?

"Grandma, this guy really deserves to be the person who made the emperor of Taichu afraid. He can send me flying with a single punch. With this kind of ability, he is indeed qualified to be proud of Taichu." Han Qing secretly thought, and finally realized Arrived at the terrifying place of Jiang Zuohua.

"Unexpectedly, in my villa, there will be a person with the blood of the demon race and a person who has cultivated the sword spirit of the true fairy! It's so wonderful!" When the sound sounded, Han Qing, who was secretly in a state of mind, immediately put away his shock. When he looked up, he saw the old man standing proudly in the void, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Who is this person? The sword in his hand... Isn't this the Heaven-breaking Sword that flew away by itself just now? How could it be in this person's hands?" Han Qing's eyes moved, and he suddenly noticed the long sword in the old man's hand. The Heaven Breaking Sword that flew away from Jiang Zuohua's hand.

The Heaven Breaking Sword was shaken by his own sword intent and broke away from Jiang Zuohua's control. Originally, Han Qing thought that the Heaven Breaking Sword had flown to some unknown place, but who knew it was the one who took the Heaven Breaking Sword away. It was the old man who stood proudly in the void, for a while, he didn't react, and he couldn't guess who the old man was, and how he took the Sky-breaking Sword into his hands.

"Who are you? The sword in your hand originally belonged to me!" Jiang Zuohua looked gloomy, staring up at the old man in mid-air.

"Your sword? If the old man remembers correctly, this sword was forged by my Wanjian Villa. When did it become the sword of you, a descendant of the demon race?" The old man snorted and said coldly.

(End of this chapter)