The hammer burst through the air, making a high-pitched and piercing sound.

Chen Jingle seemed to be scared silly, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

With a "bang" sound, the hammer hit the forehead, Chen Jingle was smashed and flew out, breaking dozens of towering trees, smashing to the ground, rubbing a long ravine on the ground, before he stabilized his body, and the whole person was buried deep in a lot of soil, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Zuo Ming chased after him, and when he saw this scene, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel and smug smile.

The next moment, however, froze.

"Hey, friend, there's something about your hammer, it almost smashed my skull through. Chen Jingle touched his forehead and grinned and got up. The place where I was hit by the hammer just now was a small piece of redness and swelling, and it hurt to the touch. The most important thing is that the powerful impact made me plant a lot of fights, and I looked a little embarrassed.

Damn, it's a shame to lose a lot of hair.

Zuo Ming was shocked, someone could actually shake his magic weapon with his physical body......?

No one knows better than him the strength of his magic weapon, and fighting against others, his hammer has never fallen behind, can be big and small, can attack and defend, don't look at the shape but the size of the palm, in fact, it weighs more than a thousand catties. It is doped with all kinds of precious and rare refiner metals, and it is made by hammering.

But such a murderous hammer, when it hits the opponent's head head-on, it can't even break the opponent's skin, just smashes out a small bag?

At this moment, Zuo Ming's eyes widened, his whole body was cold, his hands and feet trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but swallow a dry throat.

The cold wind blew, and the fine sweat on his forehead was cold.

Several other people were also stunned and forgot to make a move for a while.

What's the situation?!

Senior brother, did you release the water?

However, only Zuo Ming knew that he was shooting with all his strength just now, and the hammer also really hit the opponent's head, but ......

But he just couldn't understand why the other party was unscathed?!!

Could it be that this person was cultivated by Gengjin?

Even if Gengjin, if this hammer goes down, it should collapse a small gap, right?

But this guy just has a slight nail-sized redness on his forehead?

Zuo Ming almost doubted that he had cultivated for so many years, whether he was a fake immortal.

Chen Jingle touched his forehead, the redness and swelling dissipated, and with a wave of his hand, the leaves and weeds on his body disappeared instantly, and he turned back into the handsome Taoist priest with a graceful demeanor and a jade tree in the wind.

He bared his teeth at Zuo Ming and smiled: "This fellow Daoist, you were too strong just now, you are obviously here for my life, I have no grievances with you, and I will kill you when we meet for the first time, but it is not the work of righteous people." ”

Chen Jingle's tone was light, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, as if he was chatting after tea and dinner, but the more this happened, the more chilled Zuo Ming became.

was hit with all the strength of the Yuan Infant Monk, and he was able to get up as if nothing happened, this ...... I'm afraid that even if it's a powerhouse in the god transformation stage, he may not be able to do it, right?

But during the incarnation period, shouldn't they all be in retreat and penance?

Zuo Ming was about to cry, I don't know what kind of monster he and the other three provoked?

Could it be a higher-level existence than a god-transforming monk?

He couldn't imagine it, it was terrifying.

If Chen Jingle knew Zuo Ming's thoughts, he probably couldn't help but laugh.

You must know that in the First Battle of the Gods, Yang Jian was able to use eight or nine Xuangong to shake the Blood God Sword.

What level of magic weapon is the Blood Transformation Divine Knife?

That is known as the existence of an invincible hand below the quasi-saint, the golden immortal powerhouse was injured, and within a moment, it could only turn into a peerless murder weapon with a pool of blood, which can be called the first knife of the gods. It is also Nezha who is the incarnation of the lotus, so there is no soul scattered. Rao is like this, and he is also dying, so he can only go back to Qianyuan Mountain to recuperate.

However, Yang Jian dared to shake it with eight or nine Xuangong, and after being injured, he could still survive.

Of course, it is also related to Yang Jian's cultivation, among many fanworks, Yang Jian in the gods, his strength is already Da Luo Jin Xian, which is what we often call a quasi-saint. Although the Blood Transformation Divine Knife is powerful, Yu Hua's strength is limited, so it naturally has little impact on him.

Chen Jingle's own cultivation is naturally not as good as Yang Jian's Great Luo Jin Immortal, but in the face of monks of the same level, he is not afraid. It's a big deal to hurt a little flesh and skin, with his own martial saint realm physical body cultivation, flesh and blood derivative repair is only an instantaneous effort. Who knew that this Zuo Ming was so useless, he couldn't even break the skin.

You'll play with a hammer for a hammer!

"Come and don't be rude, then, it's time for me to take action. Chen Jingle twisted his neck and clenched his fists, the light smile on his face turned into a cruel smile, and he suddenly punched Zuo Ming.

"It's too wild—give me death!"

The dragon inheritance super powerful special skills obtained from Yi Yi are too wild, and the fist strength can be infinitely superimposed with terrifying combat skills.

When Chen Jingle threw the first punch, Zuo Ming didn't feel anything, but was a little uneasy.

However, by the time Chen Jingle threw his tenth punch, the terrifying pressure rushed towards him, and he was already trembling in two ways, intending to turn around and flee.

Waiting for Chen Jingle to throw his last punch, the feeling of being targeted by death, Zuo Ming had not experienced it for many years, and immediately threw out the flying magic weapon, wanting to escape.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Chen Jingle of the Martial Saint Realm, when he used this boxing technique, he didn't know how many times stronger than when he was in the Divine Soul Realm. If it was originally an eight-bar rifle, it is now a Gatling with plenty of bullets.

Dada!

You're dead!

Chen Jingle instantly blasted out thirty-six punches, each punch was full force, and the thirty-six punches were superimposed.

Rumble!

The violent and ferocious fist power, once released, was like the powerful dragon clan in the flood era, with sharp claws, directly tearing through the opponent's defense, and flesh and blood flying. When Zuo Ming knew that there was no escape, and sacrificed the defensive magic weapon for the first time, Chen Jingle's fist strength instantly broke through the opponent's defensive magic weapon like a withering and decaying body, and his body was blasted into a rain of blood, and even Yuan Ying could not escape, and was blasted into slag together with his physical body.

"No!"

When the fist hit, the other two people of the Seven Star Gate felt something, and hurriedly looked over here, and only a figure could be vaguely seen in the fog, which was blasted by a volley of surging violence that could be called peerless. But they knew that that person was their senior brother, and they couldn't help but cry out sadly for a while.

How can it be?

Senior Brother Zuo is the strongest of the three on his side, shouldn't he be able to deal with a young Yuanying monk?

Why is this happening......

It's a pity that no one answered them, I'm afraid that only Zuo Ming, who died, knew what happened at that time.

Or, even Zuo Ming doesn't know how he died. The overwhelming fists continued to smash into the body one after another, and the originally indestructible defensive magic weapon Luo Qi umbrella was as brittle as paper paste at this moment.

Why is this happening?

Zuo Ming also wanted to ask, but unfortunately no one answered him, and he would never know the answer, so he took his question and lost consciousness forever.

Chen Jingle's attack, after destroying Zuo Ming, did not disappear immediately, but swept the fog shrouded nearby like a tornado, like a white dragon, rushing into the sky, and finally disappeared.

The two elders of the Seven Star Sect who had fought together before, as well as Lu Qingyi, who was dressed in white like snow, all stared blankly at this scene.

The fog of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range is notoriously weird, and no matter what magic weapon is used, it can't be dispelled. However, this person was able to sweep away all the surrounding fog with one move, although it was only temporary, but it was also terrifying.

Is this really something that people can do?

Looking back, where is Zuo Ming's figure, only a little flesh and broken cloth remains on the ground, proving that there is a fifth person on the field just now.

The two of them looked at Chen Jingle with a deep resentment: "Who are you?"

"The dead don't need to know that much. Chen Jingle's face was indifferent, and he shot again.

The two of them looked at each other, and they both saw the thought in each other's eyes: "Go!"

The enemy is too strong, even the strongest Senior Brother Zuo can't block a blow in front of the other party, let alone the two of them, not to mention that there is a Lu Qingyi next to him who refuses to sit still, if he doesn't leave at this time, when will he stay?

It's a pity that they woke up too late.

Although Lu Qingyi didn't say a word, he was definitely not a fool, and when he saw that the other party wanted to escape, he immediately used his last strength to entangle one. Chen Jingle faced the other, without any pressure, and took it away in waves.

Before the two guys died, they also let out a wave of cruel words, and said viciously: "The Seven Star Gate will not let you go!"

Chen Jingle pouted disdainfully: "Stupid beep, you don't even know my name, how can you seek revenge on me?"

Without waiting for the other party to say more nonsense, the Tai Chi whisk in his hand waved, and thousands of energies instantly penetrated the opponent's brain, stirring it into a pulp, Yuan Ying escaped from his body, wanting to escape, but was also poked by Chen Jingle's finger.

There was no such thing as these three men in the world.

Chen Jingle only had time to look at the female cultivator named Lu Qingyi at this time, and grinned: "You don't want to help them take revenge, do you?"

"......" After a big battle, Lu Qingyi, who was covered in blood and pale face, was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly shook his head: "Of course not, it is a feud between the Lower Sect and the Seven Star Sect, and this time it was they who secretly followed the attack and fell into danger in the Lower Sect." Fortunately, Daoyou came to the rescue, and I am grateful!"

Chen Jingle waved his hand: "When I see that the road is uneven, I should draw a knife to help, I should be, I can't get used to this kind of guy who bullies people with more people, not to mention a group of big men bullying a girl, it's a shame." ”

Lu Qingyi seemed to be a little entangled, and said hesitantly: "Lu Qingyi, the elder of the Lower Hanjiang Sect, I don't know what to call you?"

Hanjiang faction?

Chen Jingle smiled slightly, and bowed his hand: "Han Li, the left protector of the Lower Qingyun Gate, has seen Lu Daoyou. ”