Martial Arts Break the World

The mysterious wind gusted within Jun Lanyue's body as clouds and wind billowed around the tree trunk. The moonlight was ghastly, and the fiery light on the ground resembled a tiny star. Even though Jun Yunrue was his third brother, he had no reason to let him live in this place.

Jun Lin got angrier and angrier: "How dare you! You actually dare to murder the current Black Tortoise, are you tired of living? "

Jun LengShao laughed heartily, "Kid, don't think that I don't dare to kill you. You bullied my mother in the manor, and you even spoke so arrogantly in front of outsiders; do you really think that you are the Marquis of Xuanwu? There's no one here, so you don't have to hide anything. "

The feet of the man in front of him were slightly off the ground as his body began to emit light. He seemed like a mysterious wind, and his expression was fierce. He could only guess that this was a powerful technique, thinking that even if victory was within his grasp, when faced with so many people, in addition to his kick the day before, the power within his body still wasn't enough to make him fight against them for a long period of time.

As he thought of this, Jun Lin Yue grew even angrier, not uttering a single word. The surrounding dozen or so Holy Scale Guards slowly surrounded him.

If he wanted Jun Lin Yue to be the Black Tortoise Marquis, then even if he was the one in charge of the Great Yang Empire's Holy Scale Guards, he wouldn't dare to do anything excessive to the Black Tortoise Marquis, much less assassinate him.

But the reality was, since their boss had ordered them to kill the Black Tortoise dukedom, they naturally didn't dare to disobey.

The Holy Scale Guards were the most elite troops that protected the Human Emperor in the palace. They had a very high cultivation base, so ordinary people wouldn't be their match. Moreover, they had grown up in the Royal Gardens and had some of the royal family's body strengthening cultivation techniques. The practice of inner strength was also self-made, and as their leaders, although they weren't the biggest officials, they still had strong influences and were supporting the Black Tortoise Mansion in the imperial court.

It had to be said that Jun LengShao had done a great deal. In addition, their elder brother was proud and powerful, and he guarded the border. He had rendered contributions to the imperial government more than once. In the entire Black Tortoise Mansion, the Human Emperor had great respect for them.

In this sort of situation, if the great general he'd sent to suddenly die on the way out, it wouldn't even be reasonable for him to do so. Even if the Black Tortoise dukedom was an eighteen year old brat, the overseer Jun Linhao wouldn't be unaware that he had truly died. From this, Jun Linjue deduced that there was no way he would kill him.

As he thought of this, Jun Linyue became more and more confident. He faintly activated the Brahma Buddha Scripture in his body, and for a moment, his aura surged as his blood turned into a river. Although there was no wind, the corners of his clothes flapped.

Jun Lengshao was stunned. Good, he had actually made the first move. He had truly overestimated himself. How could he bear the humiliation of being attacked first? He took a big stride forward without dodging, and faced it head on.

Jun Lin Shao was an orthodox martial cultivator. As a warrior, his cultivation had reached the acme of perfection. In the heart of his subordinates, he was a goal they could only hope to achieve. Those warriors who weren't as strong as him still didn't dare to fight with him.

But when he saw this scene, his cultivation didn't seem to be too low. A purposeful smile tugged at the corners of his lips when Jun LinShao struck out with his right palm, causing him to be a bit puzzled. Two strong gusts of wind blew up the sand and rocks as they collided together.

Suddenly, a boom rang out from their palms. The two were forced back more than ten steps before they stabilized their footing.

Jun Lengchang's hands were numb and sore. On the other hand, Jun Lanyue's chest was being pierced by such a powerful force. Blood and Qi surged from the periphery, and his entire body was in complete chaos. Although he didn't show any abnormalities on the surface and even smiled confidently, his internal organs were still recovering and his protective zhen Qi was being disturbed in an instant. If there were any mishaps during this period of time, his little life wouldn't be far from death.

The more Jun Lin knew that, the more it was like this, the more he couldn't show any signs of fear. The Nirvana Mantra once again activated the Qi and blood in his body, and with the help of the mysterious technique, Chi You's blood essence slowly spread around his body. His whole body suddenly warmed up, and all of his muscles suddenly tensed up, as if endless power was being poured into them. Only the blood energy source of his bones seemed to be unable to match his strength. A punch that weighed 500 Jin in the past had now been greatly reduced. It probably wouldn't even reach 200 Jin.

In this way, it was impossible to even talk about fighting to the death with a martial artist. Jun Lanyue was somewhat depressed in his heart. If it was at the Black Tortoise Mansion, then maybe in the next second, the Monarch's Profound would appear and help him out, or even save his life. But outside, he truly had nothing. All his hopes rested on his shoulders.

Even though he had learned several body tempering cultivation techniques, they were all useless. On the opposite side, Jun Linhao seemed to see through Jun Linyue's thoughts from between his brows as he laughed wildly, "How is it, kid? You can't even withstand a mere palm strike. Your body is truly worrisome."

Jun Lanyue didn't pay any attention to him. On the contrary, he suddenly thought, in the path of martial arts, only warriors would have the chance to fuse broken bones. In the Martial Dao, the lowest grade were Martial Disciples, Martial Disciples to train the skin, and Warriors to train the bones. He was just a small Martial Disciple and had no chance to train to become a Martial Warrior.

Since he was young, what he had come into contact with was another type of mystical cultivation technique. This was completely different from cultivating martial arts. Perhaps it was due to the effect of Chi You's blood essence, but the temperature of his body began to rise again. He longed to absorb other people's blood essence to strengthen the bones that he had refined and increase his cultivation base.

Lifting his head, he saw that Jun LinShao had a disdainful smile on his face. The surrounding Holy Scale Guards also seemed as if they were watching a joke as they lazily sat there, watching the battle between these two.

No matter what, he was still his third brother. Outsiders didn't know of the internal strife within his family, so it looked like he was being scoffed at. Other than that, if Jun Linger Shao was really going all out and wanted his life, then Jun Lanyue wouldn't have any reason to be courteous. Even if he didn't use his profound arts for a long time, he wouldn't have any misgivings, and even if the people present found out that he was a profound practitioner, there was no way to retreat.

He only needed to beg for forgiveness to avoid this predicament, and also to avoid the ridicule from the crowd. However, how could Jun Lin Yue be the type of person to beg for mercy? Since that was the case, he also made up his mind.

One of the security guards who was happily watching from the side said with a teasing smile, "Marquis Xuanwu, if you can do it, why don't you go up!?"

Jun Lanyue frowned as he turned his gaze over. His ugly face was twisted in a grimace, so much so that even his chin was on the ground. The surrounding people also laughed at the same time, and there were even some discussions, "Hey, aren't they too childish, are they really going to fight with their lives? "Such a brainless person. If he misses a big matter, who will he seek for an explanation from?" You don't understand shit, shut up. " Another whisper in response.