In less than half a minute, the two Zhou Tianqi family members were unexpectedly swept to the ground by Du Jing cleanly without resistance.

For a while, it aroused the applause of onlookers.

"Awesome! I really didn't expect this hand-to-hand grappling to be so powerful!"

"Wang Yuanjie seemed to be defeated like this at that time, I didn't believe it at first, but this time I saw it with my own eyes, I was convinced!"

The remaining two Zhou Tianji monks also didn't expect this martial arts realm guy to be so difficult, and after glancing at each other, they put away their respective magic weapons and fairy swords, clenching their fists and ready to tremble with Du Jing at any time.

They knew that their two companions were completely lost by surprise and support, as long as they were cautious and cautious, with their own physical fitness, even the eight punches of the king could smash this Du Jing to death.

And Du Jing took a defensive posture at this time, and he knew that what was going to be a vicious battle was next.

Both of them are in the Zhou Tian period, and their physical fitness is more than twice as strong as their own.

Moreover, the Zhou Tian period can also operate spiritual power attached to the body, so that the physical body can produce several times the original power.

It seems that the only way to use one's full-level Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is to subdue the opponent at this time.

However, if the other party is two, if you entangle one person, the other person can also launch a fatal attack on yourself.

You have to use an electric baton to corona first!

Thinking of this, as soon as the electric baton in Du Jing's hand exploded, he rushed towards one of the family members who looked very strong.

But the man had already become wary of the thing in Du Jing's hand, and when he saw Du Jing take out the electric baton, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Du Jing attacked several times, and the electric baton couldn't even be used at close range.

"Damn, if you can draw 95, Lao Tzu will surprise you!"

Du Jing couldn't attack the other party, but the fists of the other two were always able to hit Du Jing's body.

Although the stab-proof suit on his body offset most of the damage, the impact was still not something that Du Jing's body could dissolve.

In a short time, blood was already pouring from the corners of his mouth.

He was about to hold on, but the electric baton in his hand still didn't rub against the corner of the other party's clothes.

"Brother-in-law can't hold on anymore, let's hurry down!" Qi Qi couldn't help but get anxious as he looked at the scorching battle in the field.

Zhao Sisi snorted disdainfully: "Is this the level? It seems that he is nothing more than that!"

After saying that, he was about to get up to save people, but he didn't want to roar at this time, so he took out a bottle from his arms and poured the pale yellow liquid into his mouth violently.

"What's that?"

Everyone was curious about what Du Jing had taken out, what kind of medicine was it?

It is a functional drink given by the system, which can restore injuries and greatly improve physical functions!

A full bottle was poured into his abdomen, and the blood in his chest and abdomen suddenly dissipated, and a force burst out from his body.

Immediately afterwards, Du Jing took out a black bottled object again, and some monks who had seen Du Jing and Wang Yuanjie fight shouted: "It's that secret weapon!"

"Hidden weapon?"

The two family members couldn't help but be careful, ready to shoot a steel nail or a dense ball of poisonous needles from the bottle.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and Du Jing rushed towards the intersection.

He was waiting for this time, there was no building at the intersection to block the place where the wind was blowing, and it happened that a fresh breeze had just blown, and the breeze at this intersection was also a little manic.

Seeing that Du Jing was drinking medicine and holding a secret weapon, the two family members originally thought that a big battle would follow, but they didn't want Du Jing to run away.

The two hurriedly chased after them, but they didn't want to chase them just when they reached the intersection, Du Jing suddenly twisted his body and took out the black bottled hidden weapon and aimed it at them.

Then came a gentle breeze with a scorching mist.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Some of the monks gathered around him had just inhaled some of the mist before they coughed violently.

The two monks who had been sprayed on their faces were already kneeling on the ground with tears on their faces, rubbing their eyes frantically and picking at their throats, as if they felt that they had inhaled some poisonous mist.

Du Jing didn't care about their feelings, he rushed up, took out an electric baton and drove it directly to the two of them to the maximum power.

It took about dozens of seconds until Du Jing smelled a smell of barbecue, and then he gave up.

The skin of the man who was electrocuted was completely scorched, while the other person was still twitching and moving for a little shorter.

Du Jing unceremoniously raised his foot and kicked him hard at the head with his thick big-headed police boots.

"Who's the dog? Tell me, who's the dog!"

With a face of dozens of feet, the man had already been kicked and couldn't answer.

Du Jing rubbed his right foot, which was a little numb from the spiritual power, and stopped.

Sure enough, there is still an essential difference between the monks of the Zhou Tian Period and the Martial Dao Realm, and if an ordinary person was kicked a few times by himself so vigorously, the skull would have been shattered a long time ago, but this guy's skull was not only intact, but even the spiritual power in his body was constantly counteracting his attacks.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A burst of applause came from behind Du Jing, Zhang Dongfeng clapped his hands and said with a cruel smile: "I didn't expect you to be a vicious dog, my four dogs really don't seem to be your opponents!"

Du Jing was in the prime of his heart at this time, and he also knew that he had to stun him unexpectedly, so that he could escape from the hands of Zhang Dongfeng in this Dan raising period.

So he pounced on Zhang Dongfeng, and this time he used all his strength, but he didn't want to be directly rebounded by a spiritual power before he got close to Zhang Dongfeng.

Is this the difference between the two great realms?

Damn, that Wang fir is really water, and he actually gave himself the illusion that the Dan raising period is not enough.

In fact, the Phantom Gate has always been not good at force, their spiritual power is used to study special effects and engage in those bells and whistles, and they are naturally not very proficient in cultivation, and the dagger used by the other party happens to be restrained by Du Jing's stab-proof suit.

But this Zhang Dongfeng directly uses spiritual power, and the stab-proof suit can only resist physical attacks, but it has no power to resist spiritual power.

This shock shook Du Jing again, causing a stream of blood to spurt out of his mouth and lie on the ground.

"Heh! It's just a dog, and you dare to meddle in your business!" Zhang Dongfeng sneered and walked in front of Du Jing's side and stepped on Du Jing's head: "Give you a chance, redraw the painting just now, and I'll spare you a dog's life!"

"You don't dare to kill me. Du Jing gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't dare to kill you? You're just a county lord, does the emperor know who you are? Will he be angry with you? Will he trouble Pingyang Mansion Yin for you? You really think you're a character!" Zhang Dongfeng couldn't help but sneer.

"You don't dare to kill him. A voice came from behind Zhang Dongfeng.