Chapter 399: Tiger falls to Pingyang

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "Kill me? I'm afraid you don't have the ability. In addition, I want to remind you that there is a country standing behind me. Are you sure you want to confront the state apparatus?"
Shengzi narrowed his eyes and said, "I am not interested in fighting against a country. I am just killing a few people today. It seems that you are one of the leaders behind the black bureau? Another person is Shen Rong, and you are her superior. ?"
Zhang Jun said, "You don't need to know who I am. I will warn you again and leave this place immediately, otherwise you will be at your own risk."
"Consequence?" Saint Son laughed "Haha", "I haven't heard anything like that for a long time."
Zhang Jun's face sank: "It's not funny! Do you think you can do whatever you want with the support of the Holy Church behind you? Do you think you can walk outside the law if you are the so-called Saint Son?"
Yang Tianheng was taken aback. He didn't expect Zhang Jun to know his identity. He stood up and asked, "Do you know me?"
"Of course I know that we know every move of your holy religion. The reason why you have been letting you exist is because your actions are still within the tolerance of the country. Listen to my advice and leave here quickly, otherwise you will be considered holy. The Lord can't save you even!"
"Bold!"
The Bronze Guard commander shouted and stepped forward: "What are you, dare to speak to the Son in this tone! Kneel down, I will save you from death!"
"Should I die?" Zhang Jun sneered. He stared at the Bronze Guard commander, "It's a long way from you!"
"Presumptuous!" The Bronze Guard commanded furiously, stood up, and leaned forward with his right hand. His five fingers were like a hook. Under the flexion, the air suddenly rose, the wind was muffled and thunder, and he grabbed Zhang Jun's door like lightning.
This person's cultivation is obviously at the cloth-gang level, and is at the extreme of Waigang, with strong strength. His cultivation is from the inside to the outside, and his skill has reached the point of extraordinary, holding iron like mud, a single blow can scratch a person's face and grab the brain.
Without saying a word, Zhang Jun smashed his way through progress. This was Shaolin's third heart, and it was extremely powerful.
The hands touched, there was a loud noise, the air current exploded, blowing dust and dust, and the earth shook. The two struggled hard, staggered, and no one took advantage.
But at this moment, Zhang Jun suddenly turned around mysteriously, and put his mind on the seventh hand, pushing the Cang hand back. In Shaolin, it is rare to train the mind to the sixth, and the power of the seventh is even more incredible.
"boom!"
The command of the Bronze Guard made the combat experience very rich, and he flicked his hand at the very moment of the battle. This kind of palm hand strikes when you turn around, without seeing it, it's all based on your heart.
Both of them fought recklessly again, and the fighting spirit was boiling. With this fierce fight, the two of them backed away, feeling that the qi in their bodies was violent and they had to adjust their breath for a while.
They looked at each other with solemn eyes.
Zhang Jun praised: "Your Excellency can practice the Thirteen Taibao to the highest level, which is admirable. It's a pity that it doesn't match the Waigang technique you practice, and can only exert 80% of its power."
"With each other, your mind has actually reached the seventh hand, which is very rare. If you can get to the eighth hand, I will die by your hands. According to legend, the eighth hand is dedicated to practicing Kungfu." Bronze Guard Commander Tao.
"I don't think it's necessarily!" Zhang Jun transported the dragon and tiger true gangs all over his body. "The quality of the qi you cultivated is too inferior, and the power is weaker. Even if you reach the perfect state, you are not my opponent."
"Really? I know after playing!" the other side said. People like him have a very high level of martial arts, and they rarely have the opportunity to interact with others, especially their equal opponents. When I met Zhang Jun today, when he saw that Lie was happy, he wanted to fight to the end to improve his cultivation.
Zhang Jun was open and fearless, saying: "Okay!"
The two stopped talking nonsense, the phantom flickered, and they fought together again. The above Yang Tianheng watched the battle with the sage masters, as long as the Bronze Guard commander lost, they would immediately give a helping hand.
The two fought nine strokes. On the tenth stroke, Zhang Jun suddenly yelled, his figure slumped, and his heart showed the eighth pose and the yin-hand gesture. This style was so sudden that the Bronze Guard Commander couldn't react at all, so he felt a sharp pain in his body.
Experts like him are very careful in protecting the lower yin area, imitating "Ma Zangyin", and can retract the lifeblood into the lower abdomen when fighting, not afraid of enemy hits, similar to iron crotch skill.
But this kind of yin handle was too vicious, his arm whipped like a steel whip, and he also grabbed a scalpel in his hand. The knife gang vibrated and directly cut open the lower abdomen, peeling out the lifeblood.
The blood spewed and the intestines were all scattered on the ground, and the man fell to the ground with a scream. Zhang Jun stepped on and exploded his head, then turned around and left.
Killing a person, his goal is achieved, the next step is to lead people to the outside circle, and then beheaded one by one. But he just turned around and flew away, and a figure on the opposite side slammed into him. The speed was only seen in his life.
The two were fast and collided in mid-air. Zhang Jun snorted, feeling an incomparable force shock him back, and at the same time a shocking force secretly attacked him.
"Neigang!"
He was shocked and his body retreated sharply. After standing still, I saw that the man who shot was an old man, 50 or 60 years old, with silver eyebrows and black hair.
Behind the old man, there was a man in his thirties, dressed in grey, carrying Shen Rong who was unconscious.
The saint son and saint master had no time to rescue the bronze commander. They were very angry. Seeing people arrived, they said, "Xue Baimei, you are here just right!"
The old man Chaoyang Tianheng arched his hands and said: "The villain sees His Royal Highness!"
"You don't need to be polite, take this son first." Yang Tianheng said, the other party actually killed the Bronze Guard commander, which made him unable to accept, "I want him to survive, but he can't die!"
"Yes!" Xue Baimei nodded, then looked at Zhang Jun, "Friend, ask the name."
Shen Rong's being held hostage surprised Zhang Jun, but his face was calm, saying, "Lu Changsheng."
"Friend Lu, is this woman yours?" he asked.
"Yes." Zhang Jun knows that denying is useless. If he denies, the other party may kill people directly.
"Okay." Xue Changmei nodded, "You kneel down and disuse martial arts, or I will kill this woman."
Zhang Jun said coldly: "Kill her? Who do you know she is?"
Yang Tianheng said coldly: "She's Shen Rong, deputy director of the Narcotics Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security."
"This is just her apparent identity." Zhang Jundao, "her other identity is Shen Tianjun's granddaughter."
Yang Tianheng sneered: "What is Shen Tianjun?"
The color of the saint master's face changed, and he said with a sullen face: "Shen Tianjun is not a thing, he is the one who keeps the saint master's magical powers for half a step."
Yang Tianheng's face changed drastically: "What?"
Zhang Jun was secretly surprised that the name Shen Tianjun was heard from the mad people. At that time, the mad Taoist taught him how to look for breath, and Zhang Jun asked him how he could cultivate the Tianzhang of Wangzhi.
The answer of the mad Taoist was inexplicable at the time. He said: Want to learn Tianzhang? Wait until you become Shen Tianjun. So he asked who Shen Tianjun was, but the old liar couldn't figure it out, only saying that he was from ancient times.
Later, he also asked X and Ge Xiaoxian, but neither of them knew that Shen Tianjun was in the world.
At this moment, Shen Rong was being held hostage, and the danger was so dangerous that he simply recited the name Shen Tianjun. Unexpectedly, the saint master actually knew about this person, and he looked scared.
"Shen Tianjun is actually the person who makes the Holy Master jealous? Is he still a human?" The shock in his heart could not be added.
The sage turned his eyes to Zhang Jun and asked gloomily, "Boy, is she really Shen Tianjun's granddaughter?"
Zhang Jun sneered: "Believe it or not."
The saint master suddenly strode forward, and with every step he took, Zhang Jun could feel a tremendous mental pressure being forced to him. When the opponent walked within ten steps, he could not help taking a step back, but when he stepped back, a flaw appeared in his mind, and he was instantly invaded by the opponent.
The saint master has a cold face. He is a "feel me" spiritual master, and can hypnotize his opponent with a single thought. At this moment, he wants to invade Zhang Jun's consciousness, hypnotize him, and learn the truth.
As he attacked with all his strength, consciousness suddenly found an entrance to consciousness. His mental power is not as sharp as Zhang Jun's eye consciousness. He thought he had found a breakthrough, so he stormed in with all his strength and wanted to take the opportunity to hypnotize Zhang Jun completely.
How did he know that the so-called entrance was the piece of blood jade in his mouth. Stored in this blood jade was the resentment of a master who had reached the level of "Je Him" ​​during his lifetime, which was extremely violent.
As soon as the consciousness of the saint master entered it, he "saw" thousands of troops and horses rushing over, and the first one to bear the brunt was a general. The leader rode a white horse, carried a spear, and wore a golden armor, like a descending to the earth, uttering a thunderbolt.
"Traitor, take his life!"
After saying this, the general stabs his hand with a shot, which hits the center of the saint master's eyebrows.
All this is just an illusion. Outsiders saw that the saint master had a grinning smile, then an expression of shock and fear, and finally the expression of fear was fixed on his face, and he was dead.
Only Zhang Jun saw everything clearly with Buddha's eyes, and it was the general's resentment that killed the saint master's consciousness. The saint master had just reached the realm of consciousness, of course he was not the master of blood jade. Wherever he was the opponent of general of the realm of consciousness, his consciousness was beheaded on the spot.
Xue Baimei saw something was wrong, stretched out his palm and pressed it on top of Shen Rong's head, and shouted, "Kneel down!"
Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I said that she is Shen Tianjun's granddaughter. If you want to kill her, just do it."
Xue Baimei said coldly: "I don't care who she is, if you don't kneel down, I will kill her!"
Zhang Jun understood that if the sage was alive, he might really dare not attack Shen Rong. But this person named Xue Baimei had obviously never heard of Shen Tianjun, but the ignorant was fearless.
He sighed and knelt down slowly. For Shen Rong's safety, he had to do this.
Xue Baimei said: "Immediately abolish martial arts!"
Zhang Jun frowned and said, "You should understand that it is impossible to abolish martial arts at my level."
The saint son had already walked to the saint master at this time, and when he took a closer look, he found that he was already dead. He fought with anger, and shouted: "Xue Changmei, grab him, I will be too late for him!"
Xue Changmei stepped up to Zhang Jun and pointed at the big acupuncture point on his back spine. This method of cutting the acupoints and cutting the pulse is extremely overbearing. Not only did Zhang Jun's cultivation skills be sealed, but he also suffered serious internal injuries.
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