Chapter 656: War God Ming

Xiao Longnu stood not far from Zhang Jun, and she was paying close attention to the scene. As soon as Shi Wuchen moved, she also moved, faster, blocking Zhang Jun in front of him, and then waved out her slender hand.

"boom!"

Where the palms of the two people met, an electric ball as big as a football formed and buzzed. The electric ball exploded with a bang, Xiao Longnu didn't move, and Shi Wuchen was blown away. After landing, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and his brows furrowed slightly, obviously injured.

The explosion shocked everyone into hiding, with fear in their eyes. The fight between the half-step supernatural powers was so terrifying that the aftermath could even hurt them.

Zhang Jun's expression remained unchanged and he said: "What, if you can't make it, I will take action? Okay, since you want to take action, I will accompany you!"

Before he finished speaking, the twelve Destroyers formed a fan shape and surrounded the people of the Holy Cult. The laser cannons in their hands were pointed at them, ready to take action at any time.

The muscles on Yang Tianji's face tensed. He suppressed the anger in his chest and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Zhang Jun, you will regret what you have done!"

"Whether you regret it or not is my business, don't worry about it." He chuckled, "Business matters are more important. It is up to everyone to choose this leader. The Holy Religion cannot be everyone's family."

Among the various forces present, quite a few were dissatisfied with the tyranny of the Holy Religion, and they all spoke out in support. Of course, those who adhered to the Holy Religion also began to shout loudly. The two sides were arguing, and no one was convinced.

Ten minutes later, Yang Tianji said coldly: "If we continue fighting like this, there will never be any results."

Zhang Jun also felt that this was not a solution and was just a waste of time. He thought for a while and said loudly: "Since everyone has their own ideas, I suggest that each aristocratic family send a representative and everyone jointly recommends several candidates. With the candidates, we can choose the right one from them." candidate.”

"This kind of thing should be said by someone with high morals and respect. Who do you Zhang Jun mean? Do you dare to lead our major cultivation families?" An old voice sounded, and then a group of people came out.

Zhang Jun took a quick look and recognized them as members of the Yu family. Enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and both sides sneered.

The old man who spoke had chicken skin and white hair, with sharp eyes. He was wearing a white robe and holding a dragon-headed crutch. He looked majestic.

"As a participant, of course I am qualified to make suggestions. What, do your Yu family want to learn the holy religion and establish a Yiyantang?" Zhang Jun immediately retorted.

The old man sneered three times and said: "No matter what you do, there is a distinction between top and bottom, and priority. You are a latecomer, what ability do you have to point fingers here? How many friends do you know? Have you passed by? How many caves are there that dare to speak nonsense here and are not afraid of the wind blowing their tongues? "

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "The ancients said that ambition does not depend on age. The position of leader should be occupied by the capable. It is best not to be like some old guys who are obviously dead wood but still rely on their old age to make the world laugh at them. ”

The old man of the Yu family was so angry that he trembled all over and said loudly: "Junior! Put aside what happened today, you have repeatedly offended my Yu family, and you will give me an explanation today!"

"Are you asking me for an explanation?" Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and his eyes were filled with cold light. "You besieged the Longhu Mountain in the past, and later used your family's power to suppress me several times, and even used a hidden sword to directly threaten your safety. These, Who should I ask for explanation?”

The old man of the Yu family snorted heavily: "Junior, we cultivators speak with our strength. Don't say more. Friends from all sides are here today. Do you dare to come out and decide whether to live or die?"

Zhang Jun stared at the old man and asked in a dark voice: "How do you want to distinguish between life and death?"

"Let's fight one on one until everyone on one side is dead. Do you dare?" the old man asked sharply.

Zhang Jun smiled contemptuously and said, "No problem, I agree."

Hua Buyi walked to the side and sent a message: "If someone from the Yu family suddenly jumps out, there must be a conspiracy. You have to be careful."

Zhang Jun nodded and said through a message: "Master, don't worry, I have long seen through their little tricks."

After saying that, he held the small Qiankun pot in his left hand, walked slowly to the center, put the pot to his mouth and took a sip. His palms were so big that he could hold the entire pot in his palm. Others would naturally recognize the origin of the pot and assume that drinking tea was his hobby.

The black-faced boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Interesting, interesting. The more I look at this kid, the more I like him."

Bai Xuan glared at him and said, "It's a pity that I don't like you."

The black-faced boy ignored him and just said to himself: "Why is this Little Qiankun Pot in his hand?"

A person also walked out of the Yu family. This person was at the ninth level of true power, two meters tall, and had an astonishing aura. His eyes were blood red, emitting blood-eating light.

Zhang Jun's face did not change, he shook his head and said: "Is there no one in the Yu family? You actually let such a weak person come out to seek death."

Everyone was in an uproar. Is the ninth level of true power still a weak one? The old man of the Yu family snorted: "We'll wait until you win this game!"

The big man roared wildly, and his real power surged, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters. He saw the lightning flashing and thunder bursting out, and he unleashed his strongest power. His body suddenly rushed forward, killing Zhang Jun. What's strange is that just as his body was within ten meters of Zhang Jun, a large transparent seal appeared in the void and suppressed him fiercely.

"boom!"

The real power radiated by the big man was suddenly suppressed in his body. This time he didn't hold back. The violent force rushed left and right in the big man's body, destroying his vitality. The big man's body stiffened, and then he stood still.

Black blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his blood-red eyes gradually lost their luster.

"What? Can you kill a master of the ninth level of power just by using a real weapon to suppress it?" Everyone who saw this scene was shocked and looked at Zhang Jun as if he were a ghost. This was too terrifying!

"That real weapon is so powerful! It seems to be more than just the ninth level of real power. Could it be that it has already embarked on the path of half-step magical power?" Some people were surprised.

"It is said that the real weapon is the stepping stone to half-step magical powers. Maybe he has already seen the secret. It's amazing. This man's future is limitless!"

Bai Xuan smiled brightly, and he approached Xiao Longnu and asked: "Master's wife, how many moves can master do under your hands?"

Xiao Longnu didn't seem to mind the title of "Master's Wife" and said calmly: "When you are lucky, nine moves."

Bai Xuan gasped, who could perform nine moves under Xiao Longnu's hands? It seems that the Yu family is in trouble!

The muscles on the face of the old man from the Yu family trembled violently. He knew Zhang Jun was powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. Without even moving a finger, he actually killed the number one master of the Yu family! The big man's name was Yu Chengba, and he was so powerful that even his elders admired him.

He originally wanted to use Chengba's power to test the opponent's strength, but he didn't expect that the strength was not tested, and instead he ruined the life of the Yu family's top master.

The old man was angry and anxious. He slammed the dragon-headed crutch into the ground and shouted: "Tu Ling, come on!"

A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a tight-fitting coarse cloth, walked out slowly. This young man's appearance is very ordinary, and it is difficult to recognize him in a crowd. However, when he stood in the center of the field, everyone could feel the terrifying fighting spirit in him.

Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes, and he could see that the boy was a "god"!

The young man's eyes were a little dull. He first glanced at the old man of the Yu family, and after receiving the instructions, his eyes fell on Zhang Jun. Gradually, his eyes changed, becoming bloodthirsty and cold, like a wild beast. Cold murderous intent permeated the air, making people feel as if they were in a sea of ​​blood and bones, and someone nearby actually started vomiting.

The smile on Bai Xuan's face disappeared, and Hua Buyi also had a serious expression. They all saw the boy's terror.

Zhang Jun put the Small Universe Pot into his sleeve, gradually relaxed his body, and quickly entered the best fighting state. He fought with Xiao Longnu almost every day. At the best time, he could perform nine moves under her hands, and at normal times, he could perform five or six moves.

With this kind of strength, he is fully capable of fighting a god. He had encountered gods a few times before, but he had killed them all by other means. This time, he decided to use his own strength to fight against it.

By doing this, one can improve combat experience and understand the true meaning of combat from life and death. Second, he can let other forces know how powerful he is, so that he can gain more say in the next election meeting.

Of course, he must be careful. The Yu family actually let the "god" come out to fight, which shows that it has colluded with the holy religion. This is a game, a game designed to kill him. But he was not afraid, he was already prepared in his heart.

The muscles on the young man's body were vibrating at a high-speed frequency, forming an external ganglion on the body surface. However, he is obviously not a cultivator, he is just physically strong, but this is scary enough.

The Wai Gang became more and more intense, and eventually even surpassed Zhang Jun's original state when Wai Gang was perfected. The young man's body was covered with Wai Gang, as if covered with a layer of crystal armor. This was the ultimate level of Wai Gang, something even Zhang Jun had never achieved.

"Oh my God! Is this Wai Gang? Why is it so powerful? Can it block bullets?" someone exclaimed.

Some well-informed people said with emotion: "Shaped like glass, this is the legendary 'Gang Yi'! It is invulnerable to weapons and bullets, and is invulnerable to water and fire, but we have actually seen it!"

Zhang Jun was also surprised. He didn't expect Wai Gang to be so strong. What kind of powerful physique could form such a terrifying Wai Gang? But he quickly calmed down, adjusted his body and mind, and prepared to fight the opponent with all his strength.

"call out!"

The boy finally moved, and the Gang Yi on his body changed shape, allowing him to easily break through the air and make a screaming sound. The speed was so fast that Zhang Jun could hardly react in time. Fortunately, under Buddha's eyes, any speed was extremely clear to him, and he also moved.

Everyone saw the two phantoms flashing for a moment, swapping directions, and then moving again. During this process, there is only the whistling sound produced by the movement of the body, and no other sounds.

There was a look of shock in the eyes of the viewers, how could people be so fast!

Three seconds later, a loud noise suddenly erupted in the field, and Zhang Jun and the boy retreated at the same time. A piece of flesh was torn off the boy's right arm, but there was no blood. His expression remained numb and cold, and he didn't seem to feel any pain.

Zhang Jun was also injured, with a claw on his left shoulder, which was covered in blood. His face turned slightly pale, as if the battle just now had consumed a lot of energy on his part.