Dragon Vein Martial God

Ten fingers linked to one's heart, the moment of being cut off three fingers may not hurt, but after being cut off... The pain, if you don't experience it, is hard to express, but Jinghong seems to have no consciousness in general, and her look doesn't change half a minute. She uses her own strength to urge the broken finger to recover.

At the same time, Jinghong slowly raised his head: "Terran, I really underestimate you. I have been praised for a long time in the clan, but I forget that the so-called invincibility is only relative, not eternal. There is a day outside, and there is a Shura beyond... I should thank you."

In the distance.

Jiang Ting looks at the calm face of Jing Hong, frowning slightly... The next fierce battle, I'm afraid it will be more difficult.

Although it seems to others that he easily broke the three fingers of Jinghong, he knows that if Jinghong had not been too conceited at the beginning, he would not have broken the three fingers of Jinghong.

Moreover, if Jinghong hesitated when he retreated suddenly, what he could break was not only three fingers, but Jinghong's whole arm. Later, he could follow the trend and win directly with continuous attacks.

But Jinghong obviously found out, so after he noticed something bad, he decisively left Liuyun's attack area at the cost of three fingers. Although he was cut off three fingers, his influence on Jinghong was obviously very low.

It's not surprising that Jiang Ting can seize the opportunity. Jiang Ting has done the best... But Jinghong's reaction is too fast, and even Jiang Ting can't take advantage of the situation.

Heart read thousands of, Jiangting face is unchanged: "the victory depends on the mouth."

Jinghong first laughed, then his eyes suddenly became indifferent: "gen mountain!"

"Boom..." the space of the starry sky began to break... Broken, is the starry sky above Jiangting.

At the same time, Jiang Ting saw that a huge shadow was squeezing the space... No, it wasn't the shadow squeezing the space, it was the breath of the huge shadow that made the starry sky unbearable, so the space began to collapse.

"The moon of extreme Tao!" Even though he didn't know what the shadow would condense into, the shadow was obviously not easy to provoke. It was unwise for him to stay in the same place.

After half a breath.

The shadow is completely solidified... It's not an illusory creature, but a hundred Zhang mountain peak!

Jinghong's eyes turned slightly: "can you escape?"

"Boom..." the mountain continues to cut through the space, carrying a huge momentum towards Jiangting.

Jiang Ting just ignored: "this slow speed."

However, Jing Hong was suddenly cold drink: "all things!"

Immediately... Jing Hong's body turned into a remnant and rushed towards Jiang ting. What's more, he smashed it with a fist! At the moment of Jinghong's fist, countless virtual shadows of mountains and rivers rose behind Jinghong.

The pupil of Jiang Ting, who is still looking for a chance to make a sword, shrinks involuntarily. He can feel the horror of Jinghong's fist.

Good, terrible!

Intuition tells him that he absolutely can't stop that punch... It's not that Jiang Ting's strength is not as good as Jinghong's, but they focus on different directions.

Jiang Ting has a lot of training directions, whether it's close combat or all kinds of techniques. Therefore, Jiang Ting has no weakness, just corresponding. If he twisted out his physical combat or techniques alone, he is not the strongest.

But in fact, if we only practice together, it will be quite easy for Jiang ting to win. After all, there are obvious weaknesses.

But in front of Jinghong... The physical strength is too high, high to make people headache.

The topic is a little far away... Jiang Ting realizes that she can't stop Jinghong's fist, and immediately chooses to avoid it without hesitation.

Jinghong was drinking: "gen mountain!"

Then, Jiang Ting suddenly realized that his body became extremely heavy, as if suddenly there were countless pressures on his body... It's not too much to say that he was carrying 10000 Jin, 100000 million jin.

The direct result is that he feels as if his body is stuck in the mire and hard to move.

It's that mountain! The so-called Gen mountain.

Jiang Ting is not sure whether the word "gen Shan" is the name of the secret art or the name of the mountain peak, but he knows that if he can't solve the dilemma at the moment, he will be in great trouble.

Using the kingdom of God?

Jiangting doesn't want to use the kingdom of God first... Jinghong also has a kingdom of God. Whoever uses it first will fall into the disadvantage and be targeted by the one who uses it later.

"Terran, let me see if your frail body can resist my fist!" In the big drink, Jinghong carries the mountain and river to hold the power, the fist mercilessly smashes down.

Block that fist?

If it's just the fist, Jiang Ting doesn't mind trying to resist, even if he suffers a little injury... But the problem is, Jiang Ting can clearly feel that the "slow" gen mountain is approaching rapidly.

Really fight with Jinghong... God knows what happens when Genshan falls down.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ting immediately drank: "fire wing!"

Countless flames churn, a team seems to have flame condensation wings stretching from behind Jiangting... No, it's not enough, Jiangting can feel, with the help of firewings, although his speed soars, he is still in the quagmire, and he has no chance to get out of trouble.However, he was not ready to use the wings of fire to get out of trouble in an instant.

He just slightly spread the wings of the fire... Then, the plumes of fire fell off from the wings of the fire. In the blink of an eye, countless plumes of fire filled the starry sky, and then attacked Jinghong under the control of Jiang ting.

It is worth mentioning that since Jing Hong was cut off three fingers by Jiang Ting before, they have not continued to bombard each other meaninglessly with sword lotus and fist.

In the face of Jiangting's large-scale attack again, Jinghong's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled... He could feel the powerful power in the fire plume, which was a little stronger than Jianlian.

If you don't pay attention to the fire plume, I'm afraid that the advantage he won very hard will disappear, but he will fall into the disadvantage again. Once he falls into the disadvantage again, it's not so easy to reverse it.

Therefore, although very reluctantly, Jinghong still smashed his fists at the innumerable fire plumes.

"Fortunately, the fight has not come to the last moment. Jinghong doesn't want to lose both." Jiang Ting's mood relaxed a little... He was really worried that Jinghong would force his hand regardless!

If that's true, even if his firefeather can hit Jinghong hard, he will be beaten to death by Jinghong's blow...

Gen mountain is still coming, so Jiang Ting didn't think much about it.

"The end of the sword!" With whispering, Jiang Ting clenched Liuyun and made a fierce sword to the attacking Gen mountain.

His seemingly ordinary sword, if not all the power converged in the sword body, if it broke out without scruple, it would be enough to cut hundreds of thousands of miles or even millions of miles of huge mountains and rivers.

It's enough to crush a mountain. Maybe it's enough, isn't it?