Chapter 399: The Tiger Falls on 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 fight against the state machine?"

Sheng Zi narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I have no interest in fighting against a country. I just killed a few people today. It seems that you are one of the leaders behind the anti-crime bureau, right? The other person is Shen Rong, and you are her superior. ?”

Zhang Jun said: "You don't need to know who I am. I warn you again, leave this place immediately, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Consequences?" The Holy Son laughed, "I haven't heard anything like this for a long time."

Zhang Jun's face darkened: "This is not funny! Do you think that you can do whatever you want with the support of the Holy Religion behind you? Do you think that because you are the so-called Holy Son, you can walk outside the law?"

Yang Tianheng was shocked. He didn't expect Zhang Jun to know his identity. He stood up and asked: "Do you know me?"

"Of course I know. We are well aware of every move of your holy religion. The reason why we have allowed you to exist is because your actions are still within the tolerance of the country. Heed my advice and leave here quickly, otherwise you will be considered a saint. Even the Lord himself cannot save you!"

"Be bold!"

The commander of the Bronze Guard shouted loudly and stepped forward: "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to the Holy Son in such a tone! Kneel down and I will save you from death!"

"Save me from death?" Zhang Jun sneered. He stared at the Bronze Guard commander, "It's just you, you're not even close!"

"Unbridled!" The commander of the Bronze Guard was furious. He stood up, stretched his right hand forward, and his five fingers were like hooks. When he flexed, the strong energy suddenly rose up. The sound of wind was muffled by thunder, and he grabbed Zhang Jun's door like lightning.

This person's cultivation is obviously at the Bu Gang level, and he is at the extreme level of Wai Gang and is very powerful. His cultivation is from the inside out, and his skill has reached the level of perfection. His grip is as strong as iron, and he can scratch a person's face to bits and tear out their brains with one blow.

Without saying anything, Zhang Jun struck out with a progressive chop and a thump. This was the third Shaolin Xinyi Bar, and it was extremely powerful.

When the hands touched, there was a loud noise, the air flow exploded, dust flew up, and the earth shook. The two of them fought head-on, their bodies passing each other, and no one took advantage.

But at this moment, Zhang Jun suddenly and mysteriously turned around, turned his mind to the seventh weapon, and pushed Cangbang to display it. In Shaolin, it is very rare to be able to practice Xinyi to the sixth level, and the power of the seventh level is even more incredible.

"boom!"

The commander of the Bronze Guard was extremely experienced in combat and responded with a slap of his hand at the critical moment. This kind of palm technique turns around and hits without looking, it is all based on telepathy.

The two fought hard again, both with fighting spirit boiling over. After this fierce attack, the two of them retreated. They both felt that the strong energy in their bodies was surging, and they had to adjust their breaths for a moment.

They looked at each other with solemn eyes.

Zhang Jun praised: "Your Excellency is able to cultivate the Thirteen Taibao to the extreme, which is admirable. Unfortunately, it is not suitable for the Wai Gang Kung Fu you practice, and it can only exert 80% of its power."

"To each other, you have actually practiced the seventh skill of your mind. It is very rare. If you can practice to the eighth skill, I will die at your hands. According to legend, the eighth skill is used to master arbitrary kung fu." Commander of the Bronze Guard road.

"I don't think so!" Zhang Jun channeled the Dragon and Tiger True Gang all over his body, "The quality of the Gang Qi you cultivate is too low, and the power is even weaker. Even if you reach the perfection state, you are no match for me."

"Really? You won't know until after the fight!" the other party said. People like him, whose martial arts level is already extremely high, rarely have the opportunity to fight with others, especially opponents who are equally matched. When he met Zhang Jun today, he was so happy to see his hunting heart that he decided to fight him to the end in order to improve his cultivation.

Zhang Jun was openly fearless and said: "Okay!"

The two stopped talking nonsense, their phantoms flickered, and they fought together again. Yang Tianheng and the Saint Master above were watching the battle attentively. Once the Bronze Guard Commander was defeated, they would immediately lend a helping hand.

The two fought nine moves, and on the tenth move, Zhang Jun suddenly shouted loudly, his body fell down, and he used the eighth move with his mind to lift his vagina. This move was so sudden that the Bronze Guard commander felt a sharp pain in his body before he could react.

Experts like him protect the lower yin area very carefully. They imitate the "horse hiding yin" and can retract their lifeblood into their lower abdomen during battle, so they are not afraid of the enemy's blows, similar to the iron crotch skill.

But this way of teasing the vagina was too vicious. His arms were whipped like steel whips, and he even grabbed a scalpel in his hand. The sword shook, and he cut open the lower abdomen directly, peeling out the lifeblood.

Blood spurted out, intestines and meat spilled all over the floor, and the man screamed and fell to the ground. Zhang Jun took advantage of the situation and stepped on his head, then turned around and left.

After killing one person, his goal was achieved. The next step was to lead the people to the outside circle and kill them one by one. But as soon as he turned around and ran away, a figure from the opposite side slammed into him at a speed he had never seen before.

Both of them were very fast and collided in mid-air. Zhang Jun groaned, feeling an extremely powerful force knocking him back, and at the same time, a mind-shocking force secretly attacked him.

"Inner Gang!"

He was startled and retreated sharply. After standing still, he saw that the person who took action was an old man, in his fifties or sixties, with silver eyebrows and black hair.

Behind the old man, there was a man in his thirties, dressed in gray, holding the unconscious Shen Rong in his hand.

Neither the Holy Son nor the Holy Master had time to rescue the Bronze Commander, and they were very angry. When they saw someone arriving, they said: "Xue Baimei, you came just in time!"

The old man bowed his hands towards Yang Tianheng and said: "I see His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven, little man!"

"No need to be polite, let's take this son first." Yang Tianheng said. The other party actually killed the commander of the Bronze Guard, which he couldn't accept. "I want him to be unable to live or die!"

"Yes!" Xue Baimei nodded, then looked at Zhang Jun, "Friend, please give me your name."

Zhang Jun was shocked that Shen Rong was being held hostage, but his face was calm and he said: "Lu Changsheng."

"Friend Lu, is this woman yours?" he asked.

"Yes." Zhang Jun knew that denying it would be useless. If he denied it, the other party might kill him directly.

"Okay." Xue Changmei nodded, "Kneel down and abolish your martial arts, or I will kill this woman."

Zhang Jun said coldly: "Kill her? Do you know who she is?"

Yang Tianheng said coldly: "Her name is Shen Rong, deputy director of the Narcotics Control Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security."

"This is just her superficial identity." Zhang Jun said, "Her other identity is Shen Tianjun's granddaughter."

Yang Tianheng sneered: "What is Shen Tianjun?"

The Holy Master's face changed color, and he said sullenly: "Shen Tianjun is not a thing, he is the person who allowed the Holy Master to maintain half a step of magical power."

Yang Tianheng's expression changed drastically: "What?"

Zhang Jun was secretly shocked. He heard the name Shen Tianjun from a crazy Taoist. At that time, the crazy Taoist taught him the art of Wangzhi Qi, and Zhang Jun asked him how he could practice the Tianzhang of Wangzhiqi.

The crazy Taoist's answer at that time was puzzling. He said: Want to learn Tianzhang? Wait until you become Shen Tianjun. So he asked Shen Tianjun who he was, but the old liar couldn't make it clear and only said that he was from ancient times.

Later, he also asked X and Ge Xiaoxian, but neither of them knew that Shen Tianjun existed in the world.

At this moment, Shen Rong was being held hostage and was extremely dangerous, so he simply read out Shen Tianjun's name. What I didn't expect was that the Saint Master actually knew this person, and he seemed to be too scared.

"Shen Tianjun is actually someone who makes even the Holy Lord fear him? Is he still a human being?" He was shocked beyond measure.

The Holy Master turned his eyes to Zhang Jun and asked gloomily: "Boy, is she really Shen Tianjun's granddaughter?"

Zhang Jun sneered: "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

The Holy Master suddenly strode over, and with every step he took, Zhang Jun could feel a huge mental pressure pressing on him. When the opponent came within ten steps, he couldn't help but take a step back. But as soon as he stepped back, a flaw appeared in his mind, and he was instantly invaded by the opponent.

The Holy Master had a cold face. He was a spiritual master in the "Awareness of Self" realm, and could hypnotize his opponent with just one thought. At this moment, he wanted to invade Zhang Jun's consciousness, hypnotize him, and learn the truth.

Just as he was attacking with all his strength, his consciousness suddenly found an entrance to consciousness. His mental power was not as sharp as Zhang Jun's vision, so he thought he had found a breakthrough, so he attacked with all his strength, hoping to take the opportunity to completely hypnotize Zhang Jun.

Little did he know that this so-called entrance was the piece of blood jade that Zhang Jun held in his mouth. This blood jade contains the resentment of a master who has reached the level of "awareness of him" during his lifetime, and it is extremely violent.

As soon as the Holy Master's consciousness entered it, he "saw" thousands of troops charging towards him, and the first one to bear the brunt was a general. The general rode a white horse, carried a spear, and wore golden armor. He was like a god descending to earth, and let out a thunderous shout.

"Traitor, please accept your fate!"

After saying this, the general stabbed him with a spear, hitting the Holy Master right between his eyebrows.

All this was just an illusion. Outsiders saw the Holy Master first with a sinister smile, then an expression of shock and fear. Finally, the expression of fear was fixed on his face, and he died.

Only Zhang Jun saw everything clearly with Buddha's eyes. It was the general's resentment that killed the Holy Master's consciousness. The Saint Master had just reached the realm of Juewo, and of course he was not the master of the blood jade. He was no match for the general of Juetha, and he was killed on the spot and lost consciousness.

Xue Baimei saw something was wrong, stretched out his palm and pressed it on Shen Rong's head, shouting: "Kneel down!"

Zhang Jun said calmly: "I said, 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 Saint Master was still alive, he might not dare to attack Shen Rong. But this person named Xue Baimei has obviously never heard of Shen Tianjun, but the ignorant are fearless.

He sighed and slowly knelt down. He had to do this for Shen Rong's safety.

Xue Baimei said: "Immediately abolish your martial arts!"

Zhang Jun frowned and said, "You should understand that when your cultivation reaches my level, it is impossible for you to abandon your martial arts."

The Holy Son had already walked to the Holy Master. After a closer look, he found that he was dead. He fought angrily and shouted: "Xue Changmei, arrest him, I will kill him!"

Xue Changmei walked up to Zhang Jun in one step and touched the large acupuncture point on his back. This method of cutting off acupoints and cutting off pulses was extremely overbearing. Not only was Zhang Jun's cultivation level sealed, but he also suffered serious internal injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.