Chapter 2431 Break Your Arms

Break your arms

The elders of Yin Yang Sect, Skull Sect and Evil Eye Sect did not stop Yan Jinhuan.

At this time, Zhang Xing was already a caged bird in their eyes.

Their target was the dragons.

It would be nice for Yan Jinhuan to compete with Zhang Xing to see how powerful Zhang Xing was.

But they really looked down on Zhang Xing.

A junior who was only at the beginning of the fifth level would not be a match for the late fifth level no matter how evil he was.

Yan Jinhuan's angry sword was not aimed at Zhang Xing's vitals, but at his arm.

She wanted to catch Zhang Xing, slap him hard in the face, and tear his mouth to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Zhang Xing did not move, his right hand made a fist with five fingers, the eighteen styles of dragon fist were combined into one, and the nineteenth punch came out!

"Hmph! Overestimate your ability!"

Yan Jinhuan looked at Zhang Xing's bare hands to meet her sword, and couldn't help but sneer.

Although her sword was not a magical weapon, it could burst out with 80% of the power of the fifth-stage late stage of the divine realm.

Even if Zhang Xing had a magical weapon in his hand, it could not damage her sword at all.

A fist and a sword collided instantly!

Crack!

Hearing the sound, many people thought that Zhang Xing's fist was broken, but they did not expect to see a different situation.

The punch that exuded dragon power not only did not damage a piece of skin, but Yan Jinhuan's long sword was broken!

Hiss!

How is this possible?

Seeing this scene, not only the onlookers, but also everyone from the Huanhua Sect was shocked.

And Yan Jinhuan's expression changed, and she immediately let go and changed her moves, trying to dodge Zhang Xing's punch.

But the power of this punch made her dodge a little slower.

Zhang Xing's punch was heading for Yan Jinhuan's face.

Not good!

At this time, Yan Jinhuan was too late to move her body, but at this extremely urgent moment, her neck suddenly twisted 360 degrees incredibly.

Zhang Xing's punch barely brushed her cheek and missed.

Yan Jinhuan's figure flashed and she fled to the left of Zhang Xing several dozen meters away in an instant.

What a close call!

She felt her back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Physical cultivation?"

Who else could have cultivated his fist to such a level except physical cultivation!

No!

But Yan Jinhuan immediately denied this idea.

Because she could feel the inner breath and divine power contained in Zhang Xing's punch.

"Dual cultivation of divine body and divine body!"

Sure enough, he is not a simple junior.

If he didn't have a strong physical cultivation, he probably wouldn't be able to catch my sword easily, let alone break my sword.

The first battle was lost, which made Yan Jinhuan feel very embarrassed. She turned her eyes and looked around.

She is a woman who cares about other people's opinions.

If someone laughs at her, she will be very angry, and will remember the person who laughed at her, and will definitely retaliate after the battle.

But she was relieved when she saw it, whether it was the disciples of the three sects or the onlookers, there was no expression of ridicule.

She was about to continue fighting Zhang Xing, but suddenly she noticed something strange in many people's eyes.

It seems... their eyes are all looking at my face?

Yan Jinhuan subconsciously wiped her face.

She turned to look at her left hand.

Blood!

With a click, Yan Jinhuan suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

She moved the muscles on her left face...

Hiss! A slight pain came from her left face.

She pressed her face with the back of her hand again!

She looked over again.

Another bloodstain!

Yan Jinhuan panicked!

She took out a small round mirror from the storage bag and looked at her left face...

Ah!

A scream came from her mouth!

I saw a clear scar on my left face in the mirror.

The scar went from the corner of the eye to the chin!

Yan Jinhuan was stunned. She seemed not to recognize herself in the mirror. She murmured: "Who is this? No! This is not me!"

After a moment, she was still in a state of dismay.

"My... face... how could this happen? How could it be..."

How could it not happen!

Zhang Xing raised the corner of his mouth, flicked his finger lightly, and a trace of blood flew out from his nails.

No one noticed that just when his fist was about to brush Yan Jinhuan's cheek, his five fingers opened slightly.

"Zhang Xing... I'm going to fight you!"

Yan Jinhuan, who seemed to be a little mentally ill, suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Zhang Xing.

His face was full of deep hatred, a hideous face, and a bloody mouth, as if he wanted to bite Zhang Xing to death immediately.

With a whoosh, Yan Jinhuan opened his hands and ten fingers and grabbed Zhang Xing's face.

Oh my god!

Seeing Yan Jinhuan's madness like a shrew, Zhang Xing couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Is it that serious? I just played a little joke on you!

"No!"

"Wait!"

"Calm down!"

Several elders of Yin Yang Sect, Skull Sect, and Evil Eye Sect frowned and hurriedly spoke to stop them.

But how could Yan Jinhuan, who was already furious, listen to others' advice?

Zhang Xing was now even more hateful than her father's murderer.

He said "Old Master Yan" and scratched her beautiful face secretly. These two things that she couldn't stand were done by Zhang Xing alone. How could she still be calm?

Swish!

A silver light flashed, and just as she was about to pounce in front of Zhang Xing, she suddenly felt her arms lighten, and her body lost balance, and she almost fell into Zhang Xing's arms.

But then a strong force hit her chest.

Whoosh!

She flew back to the war boat in an arc.

"metropolitan!"

The faces of several coquettish Huanhua Sect elders changed and they hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

With a bang, Yan Jinhuan's body collided with the two elders, knocking them down to the deck.

Neither of the two elders dared to use force to catch Yan Jinhuan, for fear of hurting her, but they didn't expect the impact to be so strong.

However, with the buffer of these two elders, Yan Jinhuan did not suffer a second injury, and his expression also recovered from his rage.

At this time, her whole body felt like it was falling apart, and every inch of her bones felt unbearable pain.

She subconsciously wanted to sit up with her hands on the deck.

but…

Her body tilted, and the right side of her face came into close contact with the deck!

Her head on the deck stopped moving, she bent her body and looked at her left arm.

"ah…"

A shrill scream resounded throughout the sky!

"My hand...my hand..."

The two elders who were knocked dizzy did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly got up and sealed the meridians in Yan Jinhuan's arms to stop her bleeding.

.

At this time, her arms were lying quietly in front of Zhang Xing, her fingers still bent...

"If you want to break my arm, I will break both of yours!"

A three-inch-long war halberd appeared in Zhang Xing's left hand.

"You are indeed very courageous!"

"This kid is also a cruel and ruthless person!"

"You dare to destroy flowers in front of the three major sects of Yin Yang Sect, Skeleton Sect, and Evil Eye Sect. It is really not easy!"

"Yes, we came to see the dragon, but we didn't expect this kid's moves to be so exciting!"

“…”

Some of the sect leaders and elders who were watching were talking quietly, showing admiration in their words.

"Haha! Interesting, I like this guy!"

Ancestor Longma on the hilltop in the distance said with a smile.

"Yeah! Yes, I feel the same way as Ryoma!"

At this time, the ancestor of the lion and the rabbit began to call the ancestor of the dragon and horse brothers again, as if he had forgotten the quarrel just now.

"Brother Lion and Rabbit, we brothers can always think of going together. We really deserve to be old friends for thousands of years!"

Ancestor Longma also forgot that during the quarrel just now, the two of them were shouting at each other.