Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 151 The Vajra Sect Visitor

Yang Ming could see clearly that these figures were all disguised, with thick veils covering their faces, so they couldn't see the specific appearance, but they were all strong and burly.

I really found myself on my head, Yang Ming sneered.

He is basically not afraid of any Qi Gathering Realm martial arts cultivator now, even if a Concentrating Spirit Realm powerhouse comes, Yang Ming may not be unable to do two tricks.

Judging from the figures of these people, they are no more than the middle stage of Qi Gathering Realm at most, and they dare to come to your house to act wildly?
Yang Ming snorted coldly, stood still, but pushed out one hand suddenly.

"what!"

A figure who jumped out just now screamed, and the palm wind had already reached behind him.

He didn't expect Yang Ming's attack to be so fast, and he reacted too late. He was hit hard on the body and fell to the ground immediately, with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

Yang Ming's palm almost didn't need to be too deliberate, and it was no longer something that ordinary people of the same level could follow.

As soon as he summoned his true energy, the centuries-old internal energy in his body would automatically rotate to support his attack.

It can be said that Yang Ming is equivalent to bringing a giant backup power supply of the only one in the world to fight. Who at the same level can have this kind of treatment?

And after absorbing Wu Yazi's centuries-old internal energy, Yang Ming's zhenqi also contained the power of Xiao Wuxiang Gong.

Intangible and formless, it can change as you wish, and the shots are even more ethereal and sudden.

This guy can only be said to be unlucky.

The rest of them heard their companion's screams and knew in their hearts that he was out of luck, but they didn't dare to stop and continued to speed up.

However, two more people stimulated their true energy, and they had already jumped high to the top of the wall, feeling like they could escape from the sky.

But suddenly, the scene that was on both sides of his line of sight, which was frantically retreating, stopped strangely.

No matter how hard they pushed, it was useless, and their bodies stopped in place.

They wanted to fall, but were surprised to find that even this could not be done.

Just like that, suspended in the air?

This, why is this?

The two of them were almost stupefied with fright. When they turned their heads, they saw Yang Ming's hands clasped into claws, holding the two of them from a distance.

And looking at Yang Ming's expression, he didn't seem to be under too much pressure, and looked extremely relaxed.

Despair flashed in the eyes of these two people. The strength gap between the two sides was too great, making it impossible for them to start.

The only remaining man in black jumped onto the roof at this time, and when he looked back, this was what caught his eye.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should abandon his companions and escape alone.

Yang Ming didn't attack him, was it because he was too weak?

This person flashed a similar idea like lightning, and felt very strange.

But when he turned his head, he saw a tall and burly figure appearing beside him.

He also climbed up to the roof, and the qi machine locked himself tightly!
not good!

The man's heart turned cold, and he looked intently, it was Qin Jian.

Yang Ming struck cleanly with a few claws, and the two figures suspended in the air let out painful screams.

The body shields of the two were torn apart as if they were paper, and several bloody scratches appeared on their bodies.

At the same time, the true energy on their bodies leaked out quickly, and they fell powerlessly to the ground.

Yang Ming crippled their mobility, then looked up with great interest, watching Qin Jian's performance.

Yang Ming could have made a move in an instant and kept them all behind, but he didn't do that. Instead, he deliberately left a strong one for Qin Jian who rushed over as soon as he heard the sound.

Qin Jian rushed to the front and found that the masked man in black was also very burly and tall, of course he was not as good as himself.

Without saying a word, Qin Jian punched him directly.

He has greatly improved in strength, and not long ago in Shaolin, he exchanged skills with Xu Bing and others, and he also gained a lot of insights. He was worried that there was no place for him to practice, so seeing this guy now, of course, you are welcome.

The two collided together, but the opponent did not dodge, but confronted Qin Jian head-on.

Fist to fist, tit for tat!

Qin Jian had the momentum to jump up, so he was condescending, and the two fists collided, making a metallic sound.

A circle of ripples that were almost visible to the naked eye spread from the faces of the two people's fists.

This is the fluctuation of true qi released from the body.

A large layer of tiles on the roof was lifted by the rattling, like broken leaves flying in the wind.

And the masked man in black squeaked directly under his feet, and stepped on the roof to make two big holes.

Qin Jian was startled, and then scolded himself in his heart.

I was so confused, I started on the roof and trampled the owner's roof!

If I knew it earlier, I should have led him to the bottom.

But Qin Jian's cranky thoughts immediately subsided.Instead, I realized two words: so hard!

The opponent's fist was too hard, and it was amazing to be able to collide with a body like his own!

This is not an effect that ordinary warriors can achieve.

The other party is also practicing external skills?
Qin Jian immediately realized what was going on.

This can only happen if outsiders practice Kung Fu horizontally.

As soon as Qin Jian stopped, the figure finally seized the opportunity and suddenly jumped up from the roof, and his two legs were lifted out of the big hole in the roof.

"Shh..."

The person jumped to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Turning around, Qin Jian's burly body was pressed down like a hill again.

This time, Qin Jian jumped from the roof. With the help of such a high terrain, the impact was even more powerful!

This person also understood that he couldn't run away for the time being, with Qin Jian entangled behind him, and Yang Ming not far away watching him, he had to fight head-on, at least to repel Qin Jian, in order to have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, the man raised his true energy, and a pale golden shield of true energy quickly appeared on his body, with light spots flowing on it, which looked very magical.

But when this scene happened, both Qin Jian and Yang Ming couldn't help but be taken aback.

This……

They were immediately familiar with a light golden shield.

Can you not be familiar with it?I just saw it in Shaolin Temple not long ago.

This was the scene when Xu Bing and Qin Jian fought.

wrong……

Yang Ming observes carefully, there are still some differences, but the external skills they practice come from the same source, that's for sure.

what's the situation?
Yang Ming also became interested.

It is impossible for the Shaolin monks to be eyeing him, but why did they sneak into his house?

Among them, it's a bit fun...

Yang Ming didn't speak, but when he saw Qin Jian looking over, he nodded to signal him to continue.

"Hi!"

Qin Jian also had a metal shield of true energy emerging from his body, and smashed it down towards this person.

"Well!"

Once again, there was a louder noise than before, and the other party let out a muffled snort.

Qin Jian's uncontrollable body bounced up very high.

Good guy!
Qin Jian turned over in the air and turned his wrist.

It's meeting a colleague.

Qin Jian became more warlike.

He raised his fist and slammed it down heavily towards the opponent.

Qin Jian used the boxing method that comes with the golden bell cover, and took a frontal and tough line, and the opponent was similar.

Punches fell like raindrops, and he didn't know what to dodge at all.

The two sides once again collided head-on.

Qin Jian's body, blessed by the golden bell cover, is very strong and can withstand far more than ordinary pressure, so no matter the speed or strength of his punches, he is rushing to tear his muscles.

Every punch came out, and there was even a faint crisp sound like popping beads.

This is because the strength and speed are too high, and the air is compressed and burst.

As the fists of the two sides collided, the sound of gold and stone could be heard endlessly, and the courtyard was as lively as if it were forging iron, clanging and clanging.

The momentum of the two kept rising, and finally they collided with a loud noise.

Qin Jian dragged his toes on the ground, stepped back quickly, and made a sound by rubbing against the ground.

And the person on the opposite side also backed away for a long time, and managed to stabilize his figure.

It's just that there were two snorts in the mouth and nose, it should be that the breath was not stable.

The two seem to have hit a tie.

But looking around, the floor tiles in the courtyard were half broken.

They played against each other, and the soles of their feet stepped on the ground, causing small deep pits to appear here.

The fierce battle here naturally alarmed the other servants in Yang's residence.

Who is so short-sighted and dares to cause trouble in the Yang Mansion?

The servants, as well as the newly recruited nurses, grabbed their hands and rushed over.

Yang Ming finally ran out of patience seeing the commotion and commotion.

Step forward.

The masked man was adjusting his breath, when he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw Yang Ming's figure.

It's just Wei Wei taking a small step forward, which can be completely ignored if it is placed on others, but the sense of oppression it caused to the masked person suddenly increased!
not good!

The masked man couldn't even take Qin Jian down, he was in a panic, seeing Yang Ming's movement, he wanted to run away.

But just like his three companions just now, before he could act, he was immediately locked in by Yang Ming's true energy.

This guy's infuriating shield was very strong, as if he wanted to resist.

But when Yang Ming scratched as he walked lightly, three scratches visible to the naked eye appeared on his qi shield, and then they were broken inch by inch.

Facing the strength of Yang Ming's claws, the golden bell cover, which has been practiced hard for decades, is as fragile as paper.

Yang Ming continued to step forward, taking advantage of the moment when the golden bell cover of the opponent's body was broken, he stretched out his hands like ghost hands.

There were two crisp crackling sounds.

The man in black looked down, and saw that his arm had been broken, and then the pain hit.

Yang Ming used Tianshan Zhemei's technique to easily remove the opponent's shoulder.

At the same time, some ice silkworm true energy spread into his meridians.

The light of the golden bell immediately dimmed, and then, a chill spread through his limbs and bones.

Yang Ming has seen a lot of methods used by the Demon Cult to manipulate people, and he has a lot of experience. He has long wanted to develop the power of the ice silkworm's true energy.

The ice silkworm true qi carrying the supreme cold poison immediately eroded the opponent's meridians, causing him to lose more than half of his mobility.

The masked man was stunned. For the first time in many years, he realized that the true qi in his body, which was originally directed like an arm, completely failed. No matter how he urged it, there was no response.

He wanted to take two steps with his body, but his movements became extremely slow.

Looking down, it was even more shocking.

A stream of hoarfrost gradually appeared on the body surface and slowly spread upwards.

Wherever Frost went, it was out of control.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't move his legs, and all his movements became extremely slow, until he completely lost his ability to move.

Qin Jian came over immediately and controlled him.

It's just that Qin Jian still blamed himself a little, because he was still not strong enough to take down the opponent, so he had to ask the Patriarch to take action.

It seems that we will continue to improve in the future!

Qin Jian made up his mind.

Yang Ming dealt with the other party and stretched his wrist.

Looking back, there were four people who sneaked into his mansion, one dead and two maimed, and one captured alive.

"Let him interrogate slowly."

Yang Ming ordered to come down, just at this moment, the noise outside also reached the door, and a group of nurses and servants rushed in.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

"Where is the sound of fighting?"

Many servants are still holding weapons, regardless of whether they are useful or not, anyway, they have done enough on the surface.

Qin Jian waved at them, indicating that they were fine.

Immediately, he ordered his servants to find iron chains made of fine steel, and tied up the guy covered in hoarfrost.

After everything was done, Qin Jian clapped his hands, and then ordered those servants to go out and not get in the way here.

Save them from hearing what they shouldn't hear.

After the people left in a mess, Qin Jian picked up the person and threw him in front of Yang Ming.

This guy is not only under the control of others, but also trembling all over his body, his upper and lower teeth chattering vigorously, as if he is very cold.

At his level, the blood is full, and the general cold can no longer attack him.

However, the raging cold poison in the meridians still arouses the deepest instinct of fear of cold in human genes.

Yang Ming had already pulled off the hoods of several other people and looked at them carefully.

He didn't recognize his face, and he didn't seem to have any credentials to verify his identity.

"Tell me, who are you, how did you learn this golden bell kung fu? What do you want to do in my residence?"

"Hurry up, save us from wasting our hands and feet!"

Qin Jian scolded beside him.

As soon as he thought of the small courtyard that Yang Ming had carefully arranged and the roof being destroyed by himself, he was filled with self-blame and assisted in pressing questions.

"I... baa... no, say, baa..."

The man's teeth chattered all the time, but his mouth was still stiff.

Yang Ming didn't panic, a slight cold air hit from the air again.

Directly submerged into the opponent's body surface.

"what!"

The man let out a cry of pain, his body suddenly twisted and curled up, like a prawn afraid of the cold.

The trembling on his body became more serious, as if he was shaking.

At the same time, in an invisible place, a cold poison was raging freely in his body.

What Wuxiu is most afraid of is problems in the meridians, which is a kind of pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and soul.

This person obviously underestimated the power of cold poison.

In just a moment, his frosty lips couldn't help it anymore, and shouted loudly.

"I... blah, I said, I am... blah, from the Vajra Gate..."

Yang Ming frowned, and then waved, the cold poison in the opponent's body was calmed down a lot.

He finally frowned, feeling a little better, and let out a long sigh.

"Are you from the Vajra Gate?"

"Correct!"

This person dare not hide now.

"I have no grievances with the Vajra Sect in the past. Why did you sneak into my house?"

Yang Ming asked, but the appearance of the dead Sun Feng had already appeared in his mind.

No wonder, the opponent's golden bell, which seems to have the same origin as Shaolin, turned out to be the Vajra Gate.

"This……"

The man glanced at Qin Jian beside him, and said so.

"Isn't it because of his... golden bell kung fu? The skills he practiced belong to our Vajra Sect!"

(End of this chapter)