Supreme Martial Saint: With an Invincible Body, I Tear Apart the Supernatural

"No need to bother, you all come together."

Yuan Qiu glanced at Xu Liang, not interested in this unknown person. He cast his eyes on Zhang Lingshan, wanting to beat this genius of the same age as him to death.

No one is worthy of being compared with him, Yuan Qiu.

Little Zhang Lingshan is just a mud leg, but his cultivation speed is comparable to that of the noble son of the Yuan family. Doesn't it mean that he is not as good as him?

Whether the other party is a real genius or a fake genius, there is no need for him to exist.

"Ah!"

But Xu Liang roared, and the humiliation of being ignored surged into his heart. He pounced on him, his arms and fists turned red, and he smashed Yuan Qiu who disdained him fiercely.

"Looking for death!"

Yuan Qiu's eyes turned cold, and his right hand made a sword finger and poked Xu Liang's left eye.

It was Yu Jiren's air-breaking finger.

However, compared with Zhao Qing's air-breaking finger, Yuan Qiu's air-breaking finger was faster, more tricky, and more powerful. Zhao Qing couldn't help being shocked when he saw it. Is this the ability of the first young genius of the Yuan family?

Even if he didn't break through to the Yijin realm, his martial arts were far more exquisite than Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing, an outsider, had such feelings. Xu Liang, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more horrified. He felt cold all over his body and there was no way to avoid it. He was like sending himself to be blinded by others.

It can be seen that the difference in strength is as big as the difference between heaven and earth.

Just one move, the winner was decided.

Just when Xu Liang was desperate, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from the back of his neck, and then the whole person turned upside down and flew out. When he came to his senses, he had already fallen into the arms of Wu Yuanqing, Xiao Ming and others under the stage.

"Let me do it."

A voice sounded faintly on the terrace.

"Junior Brother Shan..."

Xu Liang looked at the tall and majestic figure, and his heart couldn't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed.

He was actually thrown down by Junior Brother Shan. The gap in strength was too big.

No wonder the master entrusted everything to Junior Brother Shan, but he was dissatisfied with it. He was simply overestimating his own abilities.

"Zhang Lingshan of Hong's martial arts school, I would like to ask Master Qiu for some tricks."

Zhang Lingshan took off his coat, revealing his muscles like a mountain, and bowed to Yuan Qiu.

Yuan Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The speed and strength of Zhang Lingshan's hand that just grabbed Xu Liang were completely beyond Yuan Qiu's expectations.

He originally thought that Yu Jiren deliberately praised Zhang Lingshan to be amazing in order to arouse his competitive spirit, but now it seems that this is not boasting. This kid is indeed at the peak of flesh refining.

And he is better than ordinary peak flesh refining, worthy of the name of genius.

"Not bad."

Yuan Qiu commented lightly.

Zhang Lingshan said: "I'm sorry."

Swish!

He punched in a straight line.

It was an ordinary punch, but it was wrapped in an endless strong wind, blowing Yuan Qiu's clothes.

Yuan Qiu frowned and threw a punch, colliding head-on with Zhang Lingshan's fist.

Bang!

Yuan Qiu did not move.

Zhang Lingshan took a few steps back, his face flushed.

Yuan Qiu laughed sarcastically, saying that it was just like that, a peasant was just a peasant, he looked strong, but in fact he was weak inside, far inferior to himself.

Although this was not surprising, he suddenly lost interest and was too lazy to tangle with the waste. He took a step forward and swung out a palm with his right hand.

Bang!

Zhang Lingshan was hit in the chest and took a few steps back again, his face suddenly pale.

Yuan Qiu looked at it with contempt, and his palms slapped down continuously, and the palm shadows wrapped Zhang Lingshan from all directions, leaving him no way to escape.

It turned out to be Hong Zhengdao's famous skill, the Eight Directions Divine Palm!

Zhao Qing was shocked.

Hong Zhengdao had been hiding the Eight Directions Divine Palm, which even his eldest disciple had not taught, but Yuan Qiu knew it, and was so skilled.

The Yuan family was worthy of being the Yuan family, and they were well-managed. All the martial arts of all the people under their control had to be offered to them.

No wonder the Yuan family could sit firmly as one of the four major families and prosper forever.

With so many top martial arts collections and a large amount of resources for cultivation, the children of the Yuan family could be trained into talents even if they were pigs.

What's more, Yuan Qiu himself was a genius among thousands, and he could easily beat Zhang Lingshan, an ordinary disciple of the outer city martial arts hall, right?

But then again.

Xu Liang couldn't even hold on to a finger in Yuan Qiu's hand.

Zhang Lingshan held on for so long, which was enough to prove that Zhang Lingshan was also a genius among thousands.

"You kid!"

In the palm shadow, Yuan Qiu's face was extremely ugly.

In the eyes of outsiders, he had been suppressing Zhang Lingshan, and he was sure of victory, teasing Zhang Lingshan like a cat catching a mouse.

But in fact, he could clearly feel that he seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact, he was the rat.

This kid was playing with him!

Because every time he thought he could beat this kid to death, this kid would dodge with a weird body movement, and then pretend to be repelled by him, his face turned red and white, and he looked like his blood was surging.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with him, he was still alive and kicking.

It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but it happened again and again, and no matter how he changed his martial arts, he could not take him down.

If this wasn't playing with him, Yuan Qiu, what was it?

'He thinks he is stronger than me, so he puts pressure on me so much, hoping that I will give up. But he pretends to be defeated, is he trying to save my face? Haha! '

Yuan Qiu figured out the connection and laughed out of anger.

It is a great shame and humiliation for me, the dignified Young Master Qiu, the most talented young man in the Yuan family, to be looked down upon and played with by a weakling!

Canglang!

The dragon-embroidered sword is unsheathed!

The bright cold light instantly cut through Zhang Lingshan's chest.

Blood spurted out.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Weren't we always fighting with bare hands? Why did we suddenly use weapons without respecting martial ethics?

"Junior Brother Shan!"

Hong Wenjuan and others shouted nervously.

I saw Zhang Lingshan's golden silk inner armor, which was the protective armor that Hong Zhengdao passed to him when he fought against Chen Hui. It was like paper under the embroidered dragon sword, and was scratched from his chest along with the blood. Drooping on Zhang Lingshan's waist.

‘The sword is drawn. ’

Zhang Lingshan silently took off his inner armor and thought to himself, 'I originally wanted to give the Yuan family face and let him retreat in spite of the difficulties, so as not to be embarrassed and look bad. The result was that he was driven into a panic. It was really...'

"Zhang Lingshan, I think you are a talented person, and I have spared you time and time again, but you don't know how to advance or retreat, and you persist in stalking me. Then you can't blame me for being rude."

Yuan Qiu shouted loudly.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized!

It turns out that Master Qiu was not playing cat and mouse with the other party just now, but giving the other party a chance to retreat despite the difficulties. As a result, the other party did not know how to advance or retreat, and did not know his own capabilities.

Isn't this seeking death?

You have exhausted Master Qiu's patience, and you deserve to be struck with a sword.

"Master Qiu has a kind heart, loves talents and cherishes them, but there are people who don't know how to praise and are not worthy! There is a traitor in the back of Zhang Lingshan's head, and he deserves to die. Please Master Qiu, please put him to death on the spot!"

Tian Fei shouted urgently.

He didn't want to see Master Qiu really take Zhang Lingshan under his command, so what happened to him and Zhao Qingcheng?

"call……"

Zhang Lingshan adjusted his breathing, squeezed the muscles in his chest to seal the wound, and looked at Yuan Qiu, calm and calm.

Since the other party doesn't know how to praise, you don't even want to give him face.

So……

Bang!

His feet shook the ground, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow.

Yuan Qiu felt the entire terrace shake, and was frightened. He hurriedly drew out his sword and stabbed Zhang Lingshan back.

However, he saw that Zhang Lingshan did not retreat, but turned slightly sideways. His right hand was red, and blood was almost gushing out from his fingertips.

He stretched out a finger with his blood-clawed hand and struck Yuan Qiu's sword.

when!

There was a crisp sound, accompanied by the vibration of the sword.

Yuan Qiu was horrified. He felt that the power was transmitted and his whole arm was numb. If it weren't for the extraordinary material of the Embroidered Dragon Sword, he was afraid that it would be broken by the opponent with just one blow.

‘This guy is so strong, what did he eat to grow up? ’

Yuan Qiu cursed in his heart, hurriedly sheathed his sword and changed his moves, not daring to confront Zhang Lingshan head-on, and quickly started to display his special skills.

Monkey King’s swordsmanship!

This sword technique is a unique skill of the Yuan family, and only the children of the Yuan family are qualified to learn it. Yu Jiren has followed Yuan Qiu for many years, but he did not dare to spy on Yuan Gong's sword technique at all.

He can see how Yuan Gong's sword is played, but he will never be exposed to the practice of Yuan Gong's sword.

This is the difference between a slave and a master.

And the swordsmanship that can be regarded as a unique skill by the Yuan family must be the best among the best.

I saw Yuan Qiu's body shape changing in an instant like an ape, dexterous and changeable. Suddenly he turned soft and turned into a shrinking ball, flipping and slashing continuously, and suddenly he grew taller and opened and closed widely.

His long sword flicked up and stabbed down, always hitting Zhang Lingshan at an incredible angle.

Zhang Lingshan retreated continuously, as if he was beaten and had no strength to fight back.

But to everyone's surprise, he was always able to twist his body and escape the fatal blow at the moment the sword struck him.

I saw his feet sliding, as gently and skillfully as the wind, arriving behind Yuan Qiu.

Bang!

The wind of the palm broke the air, and if the powerful and heavy palm force fell on Yuan Qiu, he would be seriously injured.

Yuan Qiu was shocked. He fell to the ground and rolled in a panic. Then he ejected and barely escaped the attack. His face was red and extremely ugly.

The other party did not use weapons, but he actually forced himself to this point.

Why? !

"ah!"

Yuan Qiu was furious and looked like he was crazy. Yuan Gong's sword skills became even more fierce. He danced and splashed water, which seemed to be more powerful. But in fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was frightened by Zhang Lingshan. His sword skills changed. Attack turns to defense, and the momentum declines greatly.

"not good!"

At the Qingfeng Restaurant, Yu Jiren's expression changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, Master Qiu was beaten to the point of losing his strength. If this continued, something bad would happen.

But who would have thought that this Zhang Lingshan was actually more powerful than he boasted in front of Master Qiu.

If he had known this, he should never have dragged Master Qiu in.

rub!

Yu Jiren hurriedly jumped down and wanted to kill Zhang Lingshan by force in order to free Master Qiu from the battle.

But in mid-air.

Another figure came out of the broken window of Jiang Yue Tower, arriving first and it was a middle-aged man with a tough face.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them exchanged palms in the air and fell into the crowd.

Anyone who couldn't dodge would be trampled to death or shocked to death by the palm wind. The entire Dongyang Ji instantly became chaotic. Everyone was busy running for their lives, fearing that they would be affected like those unlucky ones.

"Zuo Chao, what are you doing, how dare you stop me!"

Yu Jiren shouted angrily.

Zuo Chao said: "Young Master has an order to protect Zhang Lingshan, and you are not allowed to go up and cause trouble."

"you!"

Yu Jiren was angry, knowing that the Jiang family was behind him and that there was no use in talking, so he forced his way in, crushed his empty fingers with his hands, and stabbed Zuo Chao's left eye hard.

But Zuo Chao grabbed Yu Jiren's finger method lightly in the air without any delay, and broke Yu Jiren's finger method, forcing him to change his moves.

Swish!

The two exchanged several moves in an instant. They were both Yijin peak masters with superb skills and rich combat experience. For a while, neither could do anything to the other.

But Zuo Chao's goal was to stop Yu Jiren.

Yu Jiren's goal was to rush up and kill Zhang Lingshan.

In other words, Zuo Chao's goal was achieved, which was equivalent to winning.

"Zhao Qing!"

Yu Jiren shouted urgently, calling for help.

Zhao Qing jumped up immediately after hearing this, ran towards Zhang Lingshan, and shouted: "Asshole, how dare you bully Young Master Qiu's kindness and disrespect Young Master Qiu, die!"

He was extremely fast, and was the Yijin realm closest to the battlefield. As soon as he entered the field, he approached Zhang Lingshan.

"Brother Shan, be careful!"

Hong Wenjuan and others did not have time to go on the field, and only had time to shout.

Zhao Qing was holding a sharp sword, like a crane hunting, and the sword was like a sharp claw, stabbing Zhang Lingshan's back fiercely.

At this moment, Yuan Qiu was using the Ape Sword Technique to cover Zhang Lingshan's front, and Zhao Qing was using the Red Crane Sword Technique to block Zhang Lingshan's retreat.

It can be said that there is no escape.

"Shameless! Two against one. Brother Lingshan, don't worry, I'll help you."

A long whistle suddenly came from the air.

A young man in white holding a folding fan fell gracefully, wanting to join the battlefield to help Zhang Lingshan.

It was the young master Jiang Shaobai of the Jiang family who was asked by Zhang Lingfeng.

However, before he fell on the terrace, something strange happened in the field.

Bang!

With an explosion, the ground cracked.

Zhang Lingshan jumped up, and he didn't retreat or avoid, and ran straight to Yuan Qiu.

His feet were like lightning and thunder, tapping Yuan Qiu's chest several times, and then he jumped on his toes and poked Yuan Qiu's wrist.

"Ah!"

Yuan Qiu screamed, and the whole person flew out and fell into the crowd.

At the same time, he had to let go of the Embroidered Dragon Sword in his hand, and was caught by Zhang Lingshan.

At the critical moment, Zhang Lingshan turned over and missed Zhao Qing's sneak attack, and then raised his sword.

Dang!

The two swords collided.

Zhao Qing's face changed slightly.

Because the Embroidered Dragon Sword was Yuan Qiu's sword, the material was extraordinary, and with just one collision, the sword in Zhao Qing's hand had a gap.

Zhang Lingshan also discovered this, so he took advantage of the situation and used the Red Cloud Sword Technique to fight Zhao Qing head-on.

Zhao Qing retreated continuously, unwilling to fight head-on.

Soon, he found that Zhang Lingshan didn't know how to use the sword at all, but used the Red Cloud Sword Technique, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, let go!"

Originally, the Red Crane Sword Technique was created to restrain the Red Cloud Sword Technique. Zhang Lingshan was even more unsuccessful in using the sword, and Zhao Qing caught his flaw in an instant.

Swish!

A sword cut Zhang Lingshan's right arm, blood instantly fell in the air, and the Embroidered Dragon Sword flew out of his hand.

But Zhang Lingshan did not retreat but advanced, ignoring the injury on his right arm, forcibly pinching his palm into a claw, and the blood-red blood energy came out of his fingertips, fiercely hitting Zhao Qing's wrist.

"Ah!"

Zhao Qing felt pain and couldn't help but let go of the long sword.

"Good!"

Jiang Shaobai just landed at this time. Seeing the two fighting fiercely, he did not attack, but praised loudly, flashed off the stage, and said: "Brother Lingshan, go ahead, I, Jiang Shaobai, will protect all of you."

"Thank you."

Zhang Lingshan thanked him in his busy schedule, but his movements did not slow down at all. In an instant, he fought with Zhao Qing with blood claws for several times. Both of them felt the strong power in each other's hands and were surprised.

'No wonder he can defeat Master Hong. Even though he was exhausted by Master Hong, he still has such strength. It's really good. Much stronger than the lame man before. 'Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.

Zhao Qing was even more shocked: 'This kid has great strength! He doesn't care that his arm is torn, and his blood and qi are so magnificent. He can fight me just by refining his flesh. No wonder Hong Zhengdao favors him. If he is allowed to grow up, what will happen? "

He was so angry that he used the same trick again. His left hand quickly gathered a sword finger and went towards Zhang Lingshan's throat.

Zhang Lingshan quickly withdrew his hand and returned to defend, just like Hong Zhengdao.

Zhao Qing sneered, and his sword finger turned into a blood claw hand, tightly grasping Zhang Lingshan's right hand. His right hand touched his waist, and a cold dagger immediately fell into his hand, stabbing Zhang Lingshan's chest fiercely.

Because he saw the battle between Zhang Lingshan and Yuan Qiu, he knew that Zhang Lingshan's body skills were very good, and he couldn't take him down with the Red Crane body skills, so he grabbed the opponent with the blood claw hand, leaving him no way to avoid it.

In this way, with the sharpness of the dagger, he cut open his Confidant, kill him like a dog!

It seemed that he was about to succeed.

But Zhang Lingshan's right hand suddenly shook, and an inexplicable force immediately passed to Zhao Qing's arm, causing his whole body to shake.

Boom!

There was an inexplicable sound of thunder in his mind, and the roar of wild beasts sounded.

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment, as if he was trapped in a fantasy. He felt that a tiger and a leopard were rushing towards him. He was so frightened that he couldn't help but let go and retreated.

At that moment, Zhang Lingshan stepped forward and slapped out.

The palm shadow split into two, and then into four, instantly covering Zhao Qing.

"Eight-Direction Divine Palm!!"

Zhao Qing suddenly woke up, and saw the palm shadow that followed him like a shadow, and his color changed, but he didn't react in time. He felt that his whole body was hit by the palm shadow, and there was no place on his body that didn't hurt, and his body seemed to be broken apart.

Puff!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was sore and weak, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw Zhang Lingshan suddenly retract his palms, and then stretched out his blood-condensed hands, and placed his left and right hands on his right arm.

Zhao Qing changed color in horror and shouted urgently: "No!"

Crunch.

The harsh sound of arms twisting sounded.

"ah!!!"

Zhao Qing screamed miserably. What Hong Zhengdao felt just now is what he feels now.

Zhang Lingshan took action again and grabbed his left arm.

"Spare me...ahhhh!!!"

The bone-piercing pain made Zhao Qing sweat profusely, and the blood and sweat on the ground mixed together.

thump!

Zhang Lingshan followed suit, kicked Zhao Qing to the ground, then raised his right hand, blood coming out of his palm, and slapped him down hard.

Bang!

The big Tianling Gai was photographed into pieces like a watermelon.

He saw Zhao Qing's eyes being squeezed by the force of the rebound, shooting outwards, falling to the ground with his eyes wide open.

Die immediately.

"hiss……"

Such a tragic situation made everyone take a breath.

However, Zhang Lingshan did not stop. Instead, he fell into the crowd of Hongying Martial Arts Hall. He picked up a pockmarked young man and flew back to the terrace in an instant.

This time the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, so fast that no one could react.

The pockmarked young man was trembling all over and shouted urgently: "Senior Brother Shan, please spare your life. I was forced by Zhao Qing. The culprit has been killed. Congratulations to Senior Brother Shan..."

Uh-huh!

Before Zhang Lingshan could finish his words, he grabbed his upper jaw with his left hand, grabbed his lower jaw with his right hand, and broke it hard.

Crunch.

Mouth split.

The shocking sound made everyone take a step back in fright.

But Zhang Lingshan reached out and grabbed half of the tongue from the broken mouth, threw it on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Lingshan of Hong's Martial Arts School, clean up the door!"