Chapter 119: : Cut the Four Peerless

This is a middle-aged man, he looks very ordinary in the past, wearing armor, but revealing a real breath, is a peerless master.
And the clothes are a little weird, they should be from Middle-earth.
"What is your name?" Jiang Ning walked in and asked like this looking at the other party.
Peerless masters can interact with peerless masters, because the true energy in the body is difficult to cover. If not, Jiang Ning asks like this. He is afraid that he will kill Jiang Ning immediately, but now he is staring at Jiang Ning, and then sneered: "Huangfu Prison Technique ."
"Has Wang Yuyan been arrested by them?" Jiang Ning turned around, looking at Zhang Sanfeng and asked.
"Zhao Min and them are in the same group." Zhang Sanfeng nodded and replied.
"Well, I will send a meeting gift to Zhao Min, dare to provoke me, haha."
Jiang Ning sneered, but Huangfu Prison Art frowned, with some anger. He is a peerless master, and he is also admired in Middle-Earth. Now it is really annoying that Jiang Ning does not put him in his eyes!
When he was about to speak, Jiang Ning suddenly started his hand, his fists were sharp, and the Xuanwu Shenba fist blasted out.
Infuriated, only to see a huge basalt sacred beast, carrying a huge mountain, crushed by it, the majestic and terrifying infuriating, shocked Zhang Sanfeng, because Zhang Sanfeng could feel that Jiangning's infuriating, even if it was not aimed at him , Also made him feel weak, and his true energy seemed to be blocked.
As for the Huangfu Prison Technique, his eyes widened. Just because Jiang Ning rushed over, his true energy was suppressed in an instant, and he couldn't display it at all. Facing such martial arts moves, he couldn't resist.
boom!
Huangfu Prison Art exploded on the spot, blood splattered, and only one head remained. He stared at Jiang Ning with wide eyes, but died soon.
The soldiers guarding here were shocked to the point that their faces were completely bloodless. This was a peerless master who was killed easily by Jiang Ning. It was...like a or a monster.
Zhang Sanfeng knew that Jiang Ning was promoted to a peerless master, but he didn't expect that Jiangning would be so strong once he entered the peerless world. This is simply...unspeakable.
"Where is Zhao Min?"
Jiang Ning looked at Zhang Sanfeng and asked.
"Under the mountain." Zhang Sanfeng swallowed and replied. He has lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen almost any wind and rain, but what Jiang Ning has done made him have to lose his color.
"Zhang Zhenren, I'll go there first, and things here can't help."
Jiang Ning said goodbye, and then he took the head of Huangfu Prison Art and walked down the mountain in person.
"This...hey! Take care."
Zhang Sanfeng said, after sighing, he didn't say much.
Jiang Ning, holding the head of Huangfu Prison Art, walked all the way, extremely fast.
It didn’t take long before Jiang Ning came to the foot of the mountain. Sure enough, Wudang Mountain was surrounded by the army. Jinbing guarded the place. Just after going down the mountain, some golden soldiers looked at Jiangning rigorously, and a top expert came out to see. Jiang Ning said coldly: "Wudang school disciples, don't go out without special orders."
They trapped Wudang Mountain, their purpose is not clear, but they want to have something to do with True Monarch Xuanwu or Kunpeng site, just like Zhao Min's previous purpose.
"Go away."
Jiang Ning roared, full of anger, strangling these people in an instant, and the heads of these people flew up on the spot, splashing blood all over the ground, Jiang Ning was angry, how could he waste time with this group of waste.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Quickly report that someone has killed Master Huangfu Prison Jue."
"The Wudang faction has been killed, and the formation has ended."
Everyone yelled, and everyone in the entire barracks got the news in an instant, but Jiang Ning strode forward, pushing him horizontally like a and demon.
The dragon descending eighteen palms blasted out, and the golden dragon phantom made a huge dragon roar, piercing the flesh of many people. The people in this district did not even have a top expert, but they were all elite soldiers, but unfortunately the people they met were Jiangning.
This is a massacre, an absolute massacre.
Especially when Jiang Ning struck with the head of Huangfu Prison Art, everyone was shocked to the point that they didn't know what to say, and then they were obliterated by Jiang Ning.
All the way to the camp, Jiang Ning soon saw Zhao Min's figure.
"Brother Prison Jue."
"You beast, you actually killed Big Brother Prison Jue."
At this moment, three people walked out of the camp, and when they saw the head in Jiang Ning's hand, they all roared, their eyes cracking.
It is a member of the Huangfu Saint Clan.
Zhao Min stood in the middle, her face full of shock. Although she knew that Jiangning was very strong, this time she brought the powerhouses of the Huangfu Saint Clan, all of them are peerless masters, which can shake the Eastern Wilderness Martial Arts, but Jiangning She didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it.
"Hand over Wang Yuyan, otherwise, Tu Guang you."
Jiang Ning casually threw his head aside, and spoke coldly, like an emperor of heaven.
"kill!"
"kill him."
The three shot directly, they did not hesitate at all. The three of them joined together, and Zhang Sanfeng did not dare to take it lightly, let alone Jiangning. As for why Huangfu Prison Technique would die in the hands of Jiangning, it was simple Zhang Sanfeng shot and attacked Huangfu Prison secret.
This is what they recognize, Jiang Ning? It seems that only fifteen or six years old, this kind of person can kill Huangfu Prison Technique?
The three attacked, Jiang Ning stood there with long black hair and thunder in his eyes. The whole person looked over, like a peerless emperor, like...the lord of the Eastern Desolation, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, he raised his hand and punched.
A 100-meter basalt shadow, carrying a huge mountain blasted down, this is the manifestation of true energy.
boom!
The earth was trembling, the Xuanwu God Tyrant Fist, terrifying, this is the nine-class martial arts, beyond everything.
The first style of Xuanwu Shenba Boxing, Xuanwu Tuoshan!
Just like hundreds of thousands of kilograms of huge force bombardment, coupled with Jiang Ning's invincible passive ability of the same level, three peerless masters were instantly blown by Jiang Ning.
Turned into three groups of blood mist.
But Jiang Ning just raised his hand slightly and suppressed the three peerless masters. It was terrifying, and it was simply not human.
Zhao Min was so frightened that he forgot to breathe.