From Jiu Shu's world

Not only broke the aura of the ion wind, but the aura of Zhang Jixian and Master Chengyuan were all blown away by Henry Zhang.

"What a great momentum."

"What a powerful body."

Zhang Jixian and Ion Wind spoke at the same time, Ion Wind praised Henry Zhang's momentum, and Zhang Jixian praised Henry Zhang's physical body.

He practiced the thunder method, and saw that Henry Zhang’s thunder light was not entirely from practice, but a certain kind of talent.

Some kind of talent from the physical body, and the tyranny of this physical body made him feel that Henry Zhang seemed to be a wild beast.

"Senior is wrong."

Henry Zhang’s voice fell, and he quickly rushed out towards the three of them. While running, he said: “The younger generation is rude, let’s do it first.”

With one against three, and three old guys who have lived for an unknown number of years, Henry Zhang didn’t dare to hold him back.

Step by step, the phantom of the Bagua diagram was born under Henry Zhang's feet, which was the Jiugong Bagua step taught to Henry Zhang by Uncle Jiu.

The phantom flashed out, and the lightning flashed under Henry Zhang's feet, and the speed was more than a step faster.

In an instant, Henry Zhang's figure was illusory, and he was in front of Zhang Jixian.

"Good Leifa!"

Zhang Jixian praised him, his eyes burst into a gleam of light, the Taoist robe on his body rattled, and when he raised his hand, it was like an extremely condensed thunder in the palm of his hand.

The lightning arc surged, but the color was extremely dim, and it seemed to be extremely biting.

The anode turned to yin, this thunder method that Jixian had practiced for so many years was extremely terrifying.

Henry Zhang's expression remained unchanged, and a thunder arc flashed in his hand, and Mao Shan's Lightning and Thunder Fist was launched, which was not at all weaker than Zhang Jixian's Palm Thunder.

The two came across one place, and the rumble struck the valley like thunder.

The valley was like daylight at the time, and after a flash, countless debris spurted out.

Zhang Jixian stepped back, leaving footprints of different shades on the ground, Henry Zhang also stepped back a few steps, and the two were evenly matched.

"Hahaha, good boy, it's so courageous to fight this old guy with Leifa."

The ion wind behind him suddenly exaggerated Henry Zhang, but Henry Zhang looked stunned.

Accompanied by the ion wind came a slender black sword with faint spiritual power, but one could clearly feel the aura of devouring souls.

This is the ion wind as the weapon of Yin Judgment, it has been sacrificed for many years, and it is a rare treasure.

This guy was smiling, but his hands were dark.

"Good sword!"

Thousands of years of Yin iron, sacrificed to the underworld, maybe even tempered with a lot of reincarnation breath, it is really a good sword.

But Henry Zhang looked calm, unhurried, and suddenly a thunder-patterned mahogany sword with blue lines appeared in his hand.

As soon as it came out, there was a flash of lightning, so beautiful.

At that time, in Ion Feng's eyes, this beauty was insignificant, but it was the strands of thunder that walked around the sword like silver snakes, which made him look serious.

What a terrifying magic weapon!

I made a judgment in my heart, but I didn’t look back when I opened the bow. Ion Feng’s black sword had already reached a place not far in front of Henry Zhang.

The black light revealed the black sword, and went straight to Henry Zhang, like a black arrow piercing the valley.

As soon as the thunder light in Henry Zhang's hand was received, he rushed towards the sword body suddenly.

He raised his hand and swiped, and suddenly a thunder light burst out, and a ten feet long thunder light greeted him.

This time, Henry Zhang is not a temptation, the three are about to come together, and the temptation is equivalent to trapping himself in a siege.

So as soon as the thunder light came out, the momentum was terrifying, and it charged straight at the black sword energy.

That appearance seemed to cut the sword energy and ion wind into two halves.

"What a tough boy"

Ion Feng cursed secretly, but his figure quickly became unreal, and he quickly hid aside.

He is very clear about the weight of his own sword and the weight of Henry Zhang's sword, so naturally he will not foolishly pick it up.

Lei Guang cut through the sword energy, and headed towards the place where Ion Wind was originally standing, creating an extremely wide crack.

Henry Zhang forced Zhang Jixian and Ion Feng to retreat, but after this, the Buddhist horn of Monk Chengyuan suddenly sounded behind him.

"Amitabha, be careful, little friend."

Chapter 598

Master Chengyuan gave a reminder, but people had already come behind Henry Zhang.

He didn’t know when a string of Buddhist beads appeared in his hand, and now he sacrificed it and flew straight to Henry Zhang.

The Buddha's light exudes a golden halo, and the power on it is as thick as the sea, not a little weaker than Zhang Jixian's previous palm thunder.

At this time, Henry Zhang was fighting to break the thunder in Zhang Jixian's palm, and then ended the fight with a sword energy of Ion Wind.

Just when the previous strength was gone and the new power was coming, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately withdrew his sword.

A mahogany sword with thunder pattern was in front of him, making a gesture to catch Master Chengyuan's attack.

"Boom"

The loud noise of the collision resounded through the valley, and suddenly Henry Zhang's light blue thunder light and Master Chengyuan's Buddha light each occupied half of the sky in the valley.

The momentum was so shocking that even Xuan Qing, who was standing at Taniguchi, couldn't help but look solemn.

If he fought alone with Cheng Yuan, I'm afraid it would only be such a power, but after Henry Zhang fought with Zhang Jixian and Ion Feng, he could still fight Cheng Yuan like this.

"Underestimate this kid."

Xuan Qing immediately knew that Henry Zhang's background was probably much more powerful than he imagined.

The golden light dissipated, and the cracks under Henry Zhang’s feet had long since disappeared, but instead turned into fine sand. Only then did the attack take over, and the power was transmitted to the ground, shaking the ground into such a shape.

The situation under Henry Zhang’s feet, Master Chengyuan may not be so good, the corner of the monk’s robe on his body was hit by Henry Zhang’s thunder, and it was scorched black.

And he himself staggered a few steps on his hind legs, footprints of different shades were clearly printed on the ground, exactly the same as Zhang Jixian's.