Shi Jingheng has been detained in the underground martial arts arena for several days, and he hasn't even seen a few people except for people who come to deliver food every day.

The tragic thing is that his hands are tied and he can't eat.

At first, he had a lot of backbone, he never bent over, stood there and endured hunger, and resolutely did not lie down to eat.

However, after two days of starvation, he finally succumbed to reality and barely managed to lie on the table to eat his stomach.

When Jiang Zhenwu opened the door with Ling Xiao and Mu Yutong and walked in, Shi Jingheng's eyes were a little red, and the great grievances in his heart poured out, and tears were swirling in his eyes, if it wasn't for Jiang Zhenwu standing there, he might not be able to help crying in front of Ling Xiao and Mu Yutong.

"The people are there, still alive, take them away. ”

Jiang Zhenwu stood at the door, pointed to Shi Jingheng who was looking at this side with red eyes and said.

Ling Xiao and Mu Yutong looked at the miserable Shi Jingheng, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Kunlun disciple, how could he have been so wronged?

Although Shi Jingheng is an ordinary disciple in Kunlun, among the major sects in the world, he is definitely a superior qualification, and his strength also belongs to the upper echelons of his peers.

Now he is trapped by a wire rope like a rice dumpling!

"Senior brother!"

Mu Yutong walked over quickly, his pretty face was frosty, his eyes were full of worry, and suppressed killing thoughts, he pulled out the sword blade on his back, the cold light flashed, and after a crisp sound of gold and iron communication, all the wire ropes on Shi Jingheng's body were cut off and fell to the ground.

Dark red marks had already appeared on Shi Jingheng's arm, which was caused by the accumulation of qi and blood.

"Senior sister, junior uncle!"

He reluctantly raised his hand and saluted Mu Yutong and Ling Xiao with fists.

Ling Xiao stepped forward, grabbed Shi Jingheng's wrist and looked at it, and found that it was just a little flesh wound, and the internal organs were fine, but the body was a little weak, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but his face became extremely unkind, he turned to look at Jiang Zhenwu who was standing at the door, and said lightly: "President Jiang, this is your hospitality?"

Jiang Zhenwu said with his hands behind his back, and said in a very indifferent tone: "You are not my guests, what happened that day, you don't need me to repeat it, right?"

Shi Jingheng represented Kunlun and tangled a group of people to provoke the martial arts association, and Jiang Zhenwu still treated him politely?

"Hmph, it's enough that he's still alive, let's go!"

Jiang Zhenwu was a little impatient.

Shi Jingheng's face was even more ugly, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find a rebuttal, after all, his strength was not as good as others, what could he do if he was arrested by others?

Reasonable?

Fists are inferior to people, what is the reason.

What's more, it was indeed he who brought people to provoke, and he was cleaned up by Jiang Zhenwu, and he was looking for his own death.

"Jiang Zhenwu, don't be arrogant!"

The blade of the sword in Mu Yutong's hand trembled, ready to move.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and pressed Mu Yutong's shoulder, so that Mu Yutong's mood stabilized, still looked at Jiang Zhenwu, and said, "President Jiang, I have been in retreat for three years, and I have just recently come out of the customs, and I have a little understanding of my spiritual consciousness. I've heard that President Jiang has the power of innate consciousness, but can I learn about it?"

The empty underground arena became silent in an instant!

It was as if everything around them had vanished, and the flow of air had slowed down.

Jiang Zhenwu felt that he had come to a place of ice and snow in an instant, endless ice and snow, endless mountains with no end in sight, and a bone-chilling cold hit.

On the top of the mountain opposite, there was a figure standing, it was Ling Xiao!

"President Jiang, please!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand.

Heaven and earth changed in an instant, ice and snow rolled, mountains shook, and the earth cracked.

Jiang Zhenwu's entire body fell directly into the abyss, and a breath of death struck, as if he would be buried in the endless abyss in the next moment, covered by ice and snow, and crushed by the mountains!

"It's an illusion!"

Jiang Zhenwu knew it from the beginning.

It's fake.

Therefore, his body did not move, allowing the feeling of weightlessness to envelop his whole body, allowing his body to fall into the abyss, allowing the endless ice and snow to cover his body, and allowing the earth to bury himself.

The heavens and the earth are gone, and everything is calm again!

Jiang Zhenwu was also buried deep in the earth.

However, he was not dead, he was still breathing, he still maintained a standing posture, as if the ice and snow and the earth covering him did not exist, and he could even speak: "Your mental power is indeed good, much stronger than those in Group A." The setting was so real that I almost thought I was dead. ”

His voice reverberated from the depths of the earth, and wherever it passed, the earth crumbled and the snow and ice disappeared.

The entire icy and snowy land had been completely wiped out, and the endless mountains were gone, leaving only darkness.

In the darkness, only Jiang Zhenwu and Ling Xiao were left standing facing each other.

A little halo condensed in Ling Xiao's eyebrows, his hands were behind his back, staring at Jiang Zhenwu, and his voice was extremely solemn: "It seems that the official information underestimates you, your spiritual level is still above me, and you have understood!"

After speaking, Ling Xiao lightly hugged his fist at Jiang Zhenwu.

The next moment, the darkness also faded without a trace, and it once again became the underground martial arts competition venue of the Martial Arts Association, surrounded by empty seats, and there were only the four of them!

Shi Jingheng was a little dazed, he didn't know what happened just now, and even thought that nothing had happened just now, but Uncle Xiao and Jiang Zhenwu said a few words.

Mu Yutong had some vague feelings, the sword blade in her hand was inherited from ancient times, with a mysterious origin and special properties, and it had been trembling just now, indicating that there were strong energy fluctuations around her just now, but she couldn't clearly see or sense it for the time being.

"He's fighting with Uncle Junior!"

Mu Yutong thought of it in his heart, but he didn't know what the result would be.

"Farewell!"

Ling Xiao said to Jiang Zhenwu, then waved to Mu Yutong and Shi Jingheng, and walked out first.

Jiang Zhenwu nodded lightly, still didn't return the salute, as if he didn't see it, but said: "I have to reply tomorrow, otherwise, you will have no chance to trade in the future!"

Ling Xiao's pace paused for a moment, then replied, "Good!"

After speaking, Ling Xiao walked out with Mu Yutong and Shi Jingheng without looking back, and then quickly left the martial arts association building and entered his car.

Jiang Zhenwu then asked Du Tianfeng to drive him home to have a look.

Ling Xiao, Mu Yutong, and Shi Jingheng sat in the car, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

Shi Jingheng sat in the co-pilot seat and didn't dare to speak.

Mu Yutong held the steering wheel vigorously with both hands, and looked at the little uncle in the back row from the rearview mirror from time to time, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

The car had just entered the city.

Mu Yutong looked at the little uncle in the rearview mirror again, his expression suddenly changed greatly, his hands holding the steering wheel trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly braked and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Uncle Junior, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yutong turned around and asked with concern.

Shi Jingheng was curious about why the senior sister suddenly stopped, and at this time he also came to his senses, and hurriedly turned around to take a look, only to see the little uncle leaning on the seat, his eyes closed, and his face was extremely terrifying.

Blood spilled from both eyes, both nostrils, ears, and the corners of the mouth.

It's the real Seven Tricks Bloodshed!

Ling Xiao sat there without moving, looking like a corpse at first glance.

"Uncle Junior!"

Shi Jingheng shouted with some fear.

If Uncle Xiao died, he didn't dare to imagine how serious the consequences would be.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao moved, waved his hand reluctantly, and still didn't open his eyes, just took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood on his face, and the blood did not continue to overflow.

"It's okay, I have a little internal injury, and I'll be fine in a few days. ”

Ling Xiao's eyes were still closed, and he said in a somewhat weak tone: "I tried Jiang Zhenwu's strength just now, but I didn't expect it to be beyond my imagination." ”

Shi Jingheng and Mu Yutong glanced at each other, both a little puzzled!

Did you just fight?

How did you fight each other?

They didn't see it at all, Mu Yutong had a little feeling, Shi Jingheng didn't know anything.

"Uncle Junior, did you fight in the air just now?"

Mu Yutong asked speculatively.

The confrontation at the level of ideas, in the words of an ancient sect like Kunlun, is the fighting method, and it is a fighting method in the air, which does not require medium or contact.

Shi Jingheng's eyes widened, wondering the answer.

Ling Xiao said softly: "Yes, I have been in retreat for three years, and I have finally made a breakthrough in my soul, and I have mastered a little bit of the mystery of the ancient monk's tempering of my mind and mind, I thought that the power of my mind has been achieved, and it is not weaker than the master-level spiritual master recognized by the official." ”

A master of mental power?

Mu Yutong and Shi Jingheng are very clear about this, that is the official hierarchical division of spiritual abilities, the strength is extremely powerful, you can use spiritual power to control the opponent's body out of thin air, even if the opponent is strong and cannot directly control the opponent's strength, you can also cast a powerful spiritual attack, directly attack the opponent's spirit, or control other objects to attack the opponent.

In short, when you reach the master-level spiritual ability level, you are an absolute master, even Mu Yutong has to face it.

They knew that Uncle Xiao was definitely not a spiritual powerhouse, and he had cultivated the power of his mind to the master level purely by studying and cultivating on his own!

If this kind of thing is worn out, it is absolutely incredible, and it will also make those people in Group A of the Shenzhou Government unbelievable!

Although spiritual abilities are inherently infinitely growing, and spiritual power can be improved through some special tempering methods, it is all for those who are themselves supernatural, and it is impossible for people without spiritual abilities to control spiritual power through cultivation!

That is the realm of the Chosen One.

Now, they knew that Uncle Xiao had actually mastered the power of the Stranger through his own cultivation.

So, they can too?

Wait a minute......

The thoughts of the two of them instantly retracted, and then their eyes widened together.

"Uncle Xiao, you and Jiang Zhenwu have a spiritual confrontation, and you failed?"

Mu Yutong asked in shock.

Is Jiang Zhenwu's spiritual power strong enough to this extent? At least at the master-level level?

Ling Xiao said frankly and affirmatively: "Yes, I failed! And the defeat was very complete, very quickly. Our level of mind is not a realm, he is at least one realm higher than me, and I almost failed in an instant. My means didn't work for him at all, and, I guess, his mental powers weren't innate!"

In the last sentence, Ling Xiao's tone was extremely solemn, which was a very surprising discovery.

Mu Yutong and Shi Jingheng's eyes also widened in shock again.

"His spiritual power is also obtained through cultivation?"

Shi Jingheng asked in horror.

Ling Xiao recalled the feeling of being instantly disintegrated by Jiang Zhenwu at that time, it was a qualitative crushing, not at all a level, it was absolutely different from the spiritual power of the supernatural, it was more condensed, more flexible, and even had a wonderful feeling.

That seems to be a specific means like martial arts.

"I think so!"

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "This son should have secrets that no one else knows, maybe his master doesn't know." According to the information I know, the True Yang Dao Master definitely does not have this kind of ability. ”

"Then, he wants Yuzhou Ding, should we trade?"

Mu Yutong was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Will he have the key to unlock the mystery of the Kyushu Ding?"

Ling Xiao shook his head with extreme certainty and said, "Impossible! In the whole world, there are indeed a few places that can open the Kyushu Ding, but only if our Kunlun has the right way, and then cooperate with the dragon veins contained in our Kunlun, can we open the Kyushu Ding, no one else can do it, and it is impossible for the True Yang Dao Master!"

"However, this matter is very important, Yuzhou Ding is the foundation of my Kunlun faction, we still contact the Elder of the Sect to discuss, and give him an answer tomorrow. ”

Mu Yutong and Shi Jingheng both nodded silently, they were both young disciples, and naturally they had no power to participate in and decide on this kind of major matter, and they could only execute it at most.

"I'm fine, let's go back!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand and said to Mu Yutong.

Mu Yutong snorted, turned around and drove towards the hotel.

Shi Jingheng also sat in the co-pilot seat with complicated thoughts, very bitter, he knew that his idea of revenge on Jiang Zhenwu could not succeed.

That guy is too strong!

The strength of martial arts crushes oneself, and the spiritual level is also an existence that oneself cannot understand.

Why are there such brazen people in this world?

How can you live if you are so strong?

Shi Jingheng sighed.

Ling Xiao in the back row, his eyes overflowed with a trace of blood again, and he hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief.

In fact, his consciousness was even worse, almost chaotic, and his consciousness was battered, and the damage he had suffered far exceeded the light words he had just made.

Without a year and a half, it is impossible for him to recover his mind!

"If I had known, I would have brought a sword!"

Ling Xiao regretted it in his heart, and an incomparably sharp cold aura on his body flashed away.

On the other side, Jiang Zhenwu took the car back to his home, asked Du Tianfeng to find Liu Jiehong, and the two practiced together, and asked Liu Jiehong to guide Du Tianfeng, a beginner.

"Brother, you're back!"

Jiang Nan was practicing boxing downstairs, and when he saw Jiang Zhenwu, he looked very surprised.

Jiang Zhenwu nodded calmly, looked left and right, didn't see Chen Jia, who was inseparable from Jiang Nan, and asked curiously, "Chen Jia is not with you?"

Jiang Nan shook his head: "Come with me in the morning, go home in the afternoon, Uncle Chen has an accident." ”

Something happened to Director Chen?

Although Jiang Zhenwu had a general impression of the domineering Director Chen, he was still curious about what happened to this guy, was he arrested?

He looked at Jiang Nan curiously and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Jiang Nan picked up a newspaper on the ground and said, "Oh, look!"