I am not a serious young man

However, for the masters present, seeing in the dark is not a problem at all.

Hearing Zheng Jian's words of disdain for Bingxuanjin, Yuhuahua was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot!

The resentment value from Yu Wenhuaji +1999.

"At this young age, this son has the strength of a master. Now that we have had a grudge, we must not stay!" Yu Wenhuaji's heart was full of murderous intent.

Sensing Yu Wenhuaji's intense murderous intent, Zheng Jian didn't panic at all. Yu Wenhuaji's strength is not top-notch among the masters, but only at the middle level.

In the silence, the energy mechanisms of the two were still entangled, and Yu Wenhuaji's mood was quite stable. Although he was amazed by the "Seal of Immortality", he had already experienced many battles, so he naturally knew that the magic of the exercises was part of it. people!

And obviously, Zheng Jian is not Shi Zhixuan, otherwise Yu Wenhua would have gone as far as possible...

At the moment when the Qi was drawn to the extreme, the two moved almost simultaneously, and Yu Wenhua and his eyes shot out lightning.

Zheng Jian held the tear-stained sword and pierced it from an extremely strange angle. At this time, he was serious, the Lingtai was empty, and his state of mind was calm, reflecting everything around him in the heart lake, including Yu Wenhua and the attacking monsters. fist strength.

"Sword Gang!"

The moment the tear-stained sword Qi was about to collide with Yu Wenhuaji's punch, a three-inch sword suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, buzzing and vibrating, rushing towards Yu Wenhuaji with unstoppable sharpness!

Yu Wenhua and his pupils constricted. He felt the terrifying power of Zheng Jian's sword, and immediately moved a few feet across, trying to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

However, Zheng Jian seemed to have anticipated Yu Wenhuaji's actions. Three figures of Zheng Jian holding swords appeared in the void, and they attacked from different directions, blocking all of Yu Wenhuaji's escape routes!

With the existence of the "Immortal Immortal Seal", Zheng Jian is not worried about the problem of returning qi at all, and the phantom magic body technique is to make his body technique to a higher level. With the addition of Jian Gang, Zheng Jian's combat power at this moment can only be used by terror. to describe!

Zheng Jian has already used all his strength, without reservation!

Yu Wenhuaji's face changed, he felt the threat of death for the first time!

This is not an exaggeration, but real!

"Break it for the old man!" Yu Wenhuaji roared, and the Bingxuan Jin spread all over the void around him in an instant, forming a wall of cold air.

"boom!"

Jian Gang and Bing Xuanjin finally collided without fancy.

The violent zhenqi exploded, and the void around the two of them was visibly distorted.

"Yu Wenhuaji! Die to me!" Zheng Jian also yelled loudly, and all the unparalleled true energy in his body exploded, transforming all the dead energy around him into his anger.

Immediately, cracks appeared in Yuhuahua and the ice wall in front of him, and then, it shattered!

Yu Wenhuaji was backlashed by this qi, and couldn't help spit out a mouthful of blood. Before he could have any other thoughts, a little sword light appeared in front of him, getting closer and closer!

The tear-stained sword touched Yu Wenhuaji's eyebrows, and the true energy contained in the sword burst out instantly, directly penetrating Yu Wenhuaji's eyebrows!

The master of a generation, Yu Wenhuaji, the second master of the Yuwen Clan, died just like that.

"do not move!"

Before Zheng Jian could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a cold shout from the side.

He turned around and looked, at some time, Yang Xuyan actually caught Shan Wanjing, the slender sword was close to Shan Wanjing's fair and slender neck.

"Yang Xuyan, I advise you not to seek your own death!" Zheng Jian panted heavily.

Yang Xuyan turned a deaf ear to Zheng Jian's words, "Stop talking nonsense! If you don't want her to die in front of you, just shut up!"

There were tears in Shan Wanjing's eyes, she really hated herself at this moment for not practicing well, so that instead of being able to help, she was caught and threatened Zheng Jian.

Zheng Jian smiled, and thrust the tear-stained sword in his hand into the ground, "Have you seen my sincerity, come on, what do you want?"

Yang Xuyan tightened the sword in his hand, and Shan Wanjing's neck suddenly oozes blood, "I ask you, how did you know my Butian Pavilion's unique skill, and where did you steal it from?"

Zheng Jian glanced at Shan Wanjing, then at Yang Xuyan, "You want to know?"

"Say it!" Yang Xuyan roared, he came to kill Zheng Jian today, he just accepted the entrustment of Yuwen Clan, now that Yu Wenhuaji is dead, he doesn't really care if he can kill Zheng Jian or not!

But he absolutely cannot tolerate that there are still people who will learn the tricks of Master Xie Wang!

"If so, this Zheng Jian is also Master's disciple..." Yang Xuyan felt a little panicked...

Zheng Jian seemed to have guessed Yang Xuyan's thoughts, and smiled, "As you know, "Seal of Immortality" and "Phantom Magic Body Technique" are all unique skills created by the evil king, so think about it for yourself, how did I do it? Woolen cloth?"

Yang Xuyan was shocked immediately, "Impossible! This is impossible!" He knew that he had another junior from a different sect, but that person inherited the Taoism of the Huajian School, and it could never be the Zheng Jian in front of him.

At this moment, a chaotic sea suddenly appeared in Zheng Jian's eyes, in which there were faint eddies and countless golden tiny fragments.

When Yang Xuyan touched Zheng Jian's eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late, the scene before him changed again, and he was once again caught in Zheng Jian's "Spiritual Dafa of Changing the Sky and Strike the Earth".

This time, Yang Xuyan seemed to have entered another life. He appeared in a strange room, the space was not big, and there were strange things around him. The tables and chairs were completely different from the ones he had seen before. No, there was a strange black box on the table. He turned around in confusion, but saw a mirror.

In the mirror, there was a person wearing strange clothes, Yang Xuyan's eyes suddenly froze, that person's face...

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, Yang Xuyan looked down, but found a sword stuck in his chest, the hilt was empty!

The moment the pain swept through his body, he seemed to feel a connection from beyond the endless time and space. The scene in front of him shattered like glass, and he returned to reality.

After Yang Xuyan came back to his senses, he found that Shan Wanjing, who was held hostage by him just now, had already escaped, and the sword was thrust into his chest impressively. This time, there was a hand on the hilt of the sword.

Yang Xuyan raised his head with difficulty, and he saw Zheng Jian's indifferent face.

Zheng Jian suddenly drew his sword, and Yang Xuyan just lay down in a daze, his eyes widened, but his pupils had already dilated, lifeless.

It's a pity that the genius who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Fenghan in the later stage is so cold...

Up to this moment, Zheng Jian's mind was relaxed, and an indescribable exhaustion swept over him, his eyes became darker and darker, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

Zheng Jian's body slowly collapsed, and before he passed out, he saw Shan Wanjing's frightened little face...

Chapter 161 Setbacks and Lessons

"The eyelids are so heavy!"

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Jian woke up faintly. He wanted to open his eyes, but he could only open them a little, and couldn't see his surroundings clearly.

After a while, Zheng Jian opened his eyes completely, looked around, and found himself in a room.

"Ahem..." His throat felt like it was on fire, Zheng Jian struggled to get up, "Water...water..."

"Ah! Brother Zheng, are you awake? Wait, I'll pour water for you." Shan Wanjing was lying on Zheng Jian's bed and fell asleep. She was awakened at this moment, and when she saw Zheng Jian woke up, she hurried to pour water.

Shan Wanjing helped Zheng Jian to sit up and took a sip of water before Zheng Jian felt more comfortable, "Where are we?"

When he said this, Zheng Jian saw Shan Wanjing's haggard look, "Xiao Jingjing, what's wrong with you? I just fell asleep."

Shan Wanjing cried: "You scoundrel! You scared me to death! You don't even know how I got you to the town inn..."

"Huh? How did you get it?" Zheng Jian asked curiously, "Carrying or hugging?"

"I carried it on my back at first, then hugged it again, and took a rest when I was tired..."

"How did you hug it? Could it be the princess?" Zheng Jian said shyly. When he said this, he suddenly said, "By the way, where is our horse? Can you put me on the horse?"

Shan Wanjing was taken aback for a moment, and then she felt as if she had just woken up from a dream, and said embarrassedly: "Ah, I panicked at that time... I forgot about it."

Zheng Jian: "..."

Zheng Jian was about to cry because of Shan Wanjing's stupidity... Leave the horse alone, why don't you carry it?

"Okay, how long have I been in a coma?" Zheng Jian sighed, the woman's IQ was unstable, there was nothing she could do.

"It's been five days..." Shan Wanjing realized later that she was stupid, her face was almost buried in her chest...

"It's been so long..." Zheng Jian also didn't expect it, "I have nothing to do now, you are exhausted, go and rest for a while."

After Shan Wanjing went out, Zheng Jian recalled what happened before he fell into a coma.

At that time, Shan Wanjing was held hostage by Yang Xuyan, and Zheng Jian had no choice but to act dangerously, taking advantage of the loopholes in Yang Xuyan's mind, and once again used the "Spiritual Law of Changing Heaven and Earth" to pull her away. Into his past life memory.

But "Changing the Heaven and Earth's Spiritual Dafa" is not a real monthly reading, not to mention that Zheng Jian's practice is still far away from Dacheng.

Although Shan Wanjing was successfully rescued and Yang Xuyan was killed, the ensuing mental backlash made Zheng Jian unable to hold on, and fell into a deep coma.

Zheng Jian struggled to pose on the bed with five hearts facing the sky, and began to meditate and look inside.

Now, in his meridians, the true qi has almost disappeared, the only thing is that during the past few days of lethargy, the automatic operation of the kung fu has recovered a little.

The sea of ​​spirits has become much darker, and the golden memory fragments jumping in it have become more distant and blurred.

"This time I was really seriously injured..." Zheng Jian said silently in his heart, the damage to the true qi is actually nothing, take some recovery pills, and then adjust the breath for a few days, and it will recover in a hurry, but the spiritual Loss, but there is no trick, and it can only be recovered bit by bit by water grinding.

"It's too big... It's too big..." Zheng Jian conducted a deep self-reflection. Since entering the Datang World, it has been going smoothly, which also made Zheng Jian underestimate the danger of the Datang World.

That's right, Zheng Jian has the strength of a master, but when it comes to a real life-and-death fight, strength does not completely determine everything, not to mention Yu Wenhua and his own strength are very strong, plus a shadow assassin Yang Xuyan, and Zheng Jianjian has Shan Wanjing's weakness...

Under the long-term situation, Zheng Jian's ability to kill the two of them is already blessed by the goddess of luck.

"Yuwen Clan... just wait for me!" Zheng Jian is not a magnanimous person, and revenge is his true nature.

Usually, Zheng Jian didn't kill many people when he was gathering wool, like Ba Fenghan and Yuwen Wudi, Zheng Jian let them go, but he didn't expect that the Yuwen Clan would still be chasing after him, which led to that night Fighting in the dense forest.

This also taught Zheng Jian a lesson. For some people, they must get rid of their evil affairs, otherwise they will be in trouble sooner or later!

However, Zheng Jian couldn't just hit the Yuwen Clan like this. After all, the Yuwen Clan still has a Yuwen injury. To describe it in a more intuitive way, Yuwen injury is the pinnacle of the masters.

In the original book, he doesn't appear many times, but it is said that his martial arts are world-class, and he has practiced "Bingxuan Jin" to the point of perfection, and his strength is enough to compete with "Heavenly Sword" Song Que.

If Zheng Jian went to kill him right now, that would not be called revenge, it would be called giving away the head...

"If I want to have the strength to surpass Yuwenshang, I must at least fully practice the "Spiritual Dafa of Changing Heaven and Earth"..." Zheng Jian said with a wry smile, but this martial art can be called a peerless one. How easy is it?

"Besides that, there are also the "Seal of Immortality" and "Phantom Demon Body Technique"..."

Zheng Jian understands that he does not lack magical skills now, what he lacks is time, he needs to settle down, he has a hammer in the east, a club in the west, he has experienced all kinds of martial arts, and it is impossible to reach the level of Song Que and Yu Wenshang .

"Sure enough, it's just a little bit of strength..." Zheng Jian thought deeply and concluded.

The reason why he went so smoothly in the world of "The Sword of the Three Young Masters" is actually because when he was proud of the world, he often retreated on the Cliff of Thoughts due to the accumulation of retreats during the practice of "Zixia Gong" and "Congenital Skills".

After arriving in the world of Tang Dynasty, Zheng Jian was busy harvesting resentment points all the way, thinking of redeeming the "Spiritual Dafa of Changing Heaven and Strike Earth" as soon as possible. On the contrary, it is like the little monkey breaking corn in the fable, the one in his hand has not learned enough, so he has to look forward to Shu...

"This time is a profound lesson!" Zheng Jian concluded, "In this Tang world where the masters are everywhere, the strength is far from the top, not even ranked, but he defeated Du Fuwei. What is it? Leaving aside the three top masters and the top masters like Tiandao and Xiewang, even Yinhou, Tianjun, and the four holy monks are enough to beat me..."

"Zheng Jian, Zheng Jian, what are you arrogant about?" Zheng Jian laughed at himself.

The whole day was spent in slow healing and thinking.

Until night, when Shan Wanjing came in with the meal, she watched Zheng Jian finish her work, bit her lower lip tightly, hesitated to speak, stopped speaking and then wanted to speak, and rubbed the corner of her clothes with her jade hands, not to mention twisting too much.

Seeing this, Zheng Jian said, "If you have something to say, just say it, twist it around, you're almost turning into a mess..."

Shan Wanjing was surprisingly free of resentment, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Brother Zheng, I...I want to go back to Dongming School..."

Without waiting for Zheng Jian to say anything, Shan Wanjing quickly explained: "I, my martial arts is too low, I want to go back and practice hard, at least I can't hold back..."

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Chapter 162 A Fool Stands Opposite Me

While talking, Shan Wanjing looked at Zheng Jian's face, feeling a little guilty.

Zheng Jian scratched his head, "Is it such a coincidence? I also plan to retreat for a while."

Seeing that Zheng Jian didn't mean to be angry, Shan Wanjing relaxed a lot, and summoned up her courage to say: "Brother Zheng, I, I want to help you, instead of just hiding behind you every time. ...Even being caught and threatened by bad guys, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been able to..."

Speaking of this, Shan Wanjing burst into tears with a "wow"...

"Hey, hey, stop! Stop it! I'm not dead yet..." Zheng Jian hurriedly said: "The crying scene is so good, it's even catching up with Xiaomeng from Deyun Club..."

Shan Wanjing: "...I'm serious!"

Well, it's still the familiar Zheng Jian, a bitch!

From Shan Wanjing's resentment value +666.

Zheng Jian smiled, and said earnestly: "It's a good thing to want to practice hard. Didn't I say that I also want to retreat and practice hard. In this world, the strong have the final say..."

"I... I know, I, I just can't bear you..." Shan Wanjing said aggrievedly, still choked up.

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, then said in astonishment: "What? You are reluctant to part with my mother? What does it have to do with my mother? Why, people who can't get me want to save the country with curves?"

Shan Wanjing: "..."

The resentment value from Shan Wanjing +999.

Shan Wanjing didn't want to talk anymore, she felt that it would be better for Zheng Jian to remain in a coma...