Chapter 102: Ghost King Mo San!

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No one is optimistic about them, how can a martial artist defeat a martial king, and he is still a strong man at the peak of the martial king.

Mo San is a legend in the Eastern Suburbs City, and a myth in the eyes of the monks in the Eastern Suburbs City.

Jiang Zhen and Xiaoying stood in place, with a hint of solemnity in the corners of their mouths.

Mo San made Jiang Zhen feel a hint of crisis, not only that, but just because Mo San was the peak powerhouse of the Martial King, this was enough to make Jiang Zhen jealous.

"Xiaoying, wait to attract his attention, I'll attack in a complicated way." Jiang Zhen looked at Xiaoying and took a deep breath.

Xiaoying nodded, he naturally knew Jiang Zhen's strength, in terms of attack, Jiang Zhen was much stronger than him, but in terms of defense, Jiang Zhen was not as good as Xiaoying.

One attack and one defense, this just restrained Mo San.

"Boy, I'll give you three moves." Mo San looked at Jiang Zhen and said lightly.

Jiang Zhen took a deep breath, held the broadsword in his hand, and looked at Mo San with a solemn expression.

Desolate Sky Tyrant Sword Technique!

Jiang Zhen shouted angrily, the broadsword in his hand was raised above his head, and a killing intent appeared in the corner of his mouth.

The Desolate Sky Ba Sword Technique is a martial art of the town clan in Jiangjia Village, and it is so powerful that few martial arts skills are comparable to it in the same level.

The strength of the Xuan-level martial arts, at this moment, is now in Jiang Zhen's hands, and it suddenly exudes a strong momentum.

Sail!

The broadsword fell, falling heavily on the floor, but Mo San's figure stood ten zhang away.

Fast!

Lightning-fast!

Jiang Zhen didn't see clearly how Mo San moved, that kind of fast speed, even Jiang Zhen felt a little surprised.

The Martial King Realm has this kind of speed, which is no less than using the Void Ghost Step.

Yuan Li was circulating all over his body, Jiang Zhen took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth were solemn.

stepped out of the empty ghost step, and Jiang Zhen's speed also increased suddenly.

Mo San looked at Jiang Zhen who suddenly increased his speed, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes.

He was very confident in his speed, but he didn't expect that Jiang Zhen's speed was not lower than his own.

Sail!

It's another sword, this sword is much simpler than the Desolate Sky Overlord sword trick just now, but even so, Mo San didn't dare to underestimate this sword.

He could feel Jiang Zhen burst out with power, and this power made him feel palpitations.

A third-level martial artist could make him feel palpitations, this was the first time he had encountered such a thing, but he had to believe that it was true at this time.

"There's one more trick." Mo San smiled and looked at Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen stood in place, looking at Mo San, a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Zhen's speed increased again, and this time Jiang Zhen didn't hide it in the slightest.

In the face of the strong man of the Martial King, he did not dare to hide half a point, not even a single point.

The Yuan Force in the body is running to the extreme, and the power of the body is also running to the extreme.

Whether it is Yuan Force or strength, all of them gather in the dantian, and they only need one move to cut down to get better.

Mo San looked at Jiang Zhen with disdain in his expression.

He looked down on Jiang Zhen and Jiang Zhen.

A martial artist, what storm can he set off?

Sail!

The broadsword fell, and Mo San's expression, which was originally disdainful, suddenly changed drastically.

There was a huge burst of energy from the broadsword, and this energy made him feel jealous, and made him feel panic.

Withdraw!

Mo San secretly said in his heart, and the speed of the whole person suddenly retreated, and he directly retreated a few feet away.

The broadsword fell, and the blue and white stone suddenly cracked, and a huge hole appeared.

From this hole, it can be seen that Jiang Zhen's strength is great, if Mo San didn't dodge this move, maybe he would die.

"I can't keep this son." Mo San sighed secretly in his heart, took out the scimitar from the space ring, and looked at Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen also stood still, these three moves consumed too much of his hard work, and even consumed too much of his Yuan Force.

He stood in place, his broadsword supporting his body, breathing constantly.

"Now it's my turn." Mo San showed a cruel laugh, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly slashed towards Jiang Zhen.

Sonorous!

At the moment when the scimitar was drawn, I saw an afterimage flashing out, and the little shadow who had never made a move made a move.

Mo San's scimitar was slightly offset, and he felt that his strength was suddenly a little off.

Looking at Xiaoying, there was a trace of curiosity in Mo San's eyes.

Resisting his scimitar with his bare hands, this couldn't help but make him a little curious about who Xiaoying was.

Jiang Zhen's whole spirit changed, and he saw a trace of indifference in Jiang Zhen's eyes.

The blood that had been silent in the body also began to boil at this moment, and a strong battle intent continued to fill the whole body.

War!

Only war!

Only war!

The enemy in front of him is Mo San, the peak martial king of Blackstone County, Mo San.

With the broadsword in his hand, Jiang Zhen's eyes changed, and he shouted angrily: "Witchcraft! Witch Move! ”

After a loud shout, Jiang Zhen's momentum became even stronger, and the broadsword in his hand became even more powerful.

"Ghosts!" Mo San also shouted angrily, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Sonorous!

The scimitar and the broadsword collided together, and Mo San's eyes were cold, looking at Jiang Zhen. And Jiang Zhen's strength seemed to be weaker than Mo San's, only to see that the scimitar in Mo San's hand suddenly increased in strength, but Jiang Zhen was directly swept away.

Sail!

Jiang Zhen was swept out and fell heavily to the ground.

Pain!

It hurts like a knife!

Xiaoying watched Jiang Zhen being swept out, and the whole person was angry all of a sudden.

Brush!

An afterimage, the speed of the small shadow is very fast, so fast that it only leaves an afterimage in the air.

Rumble!

A short black stick appears in Shadow's hand.

The short stick is filled with a trace of palpitating power, which seems to be able to devour people's souls.

Soul Stick!

This is a weapon formed after the shadow devours the soul, a weapon that specifically targets the human soul.

Mo San looked at Xiaoying and smiled disdainfully.

He could feel the power of the weapon, but he didn't care, and he didn't fear.

Although this weapon is strong, Xiaoying's strength is not very strong.

"Wrath of the Ghost King!" Looking at Xiaoying, Mo San did not hesitate to use his strongest move.

This move made him defeat the Martial King and made him famous.

A blow that even the Martial Emperor and the strong could not resist, and he was confident that he could easily kill Xiaoying.

Xiaoying's defense is very strong, and he doesn't believe that Xiaoying's defense can be compared to the Martial Emperor.

Brush!

The short stick swung down without the slightest hesitation, but this time, the short stick contained an incomparably powerful soul attack.

Sail!

A strong knife wind struck, and the sharp knife intent directly lifted Xiaoying away.

Without the slightest resistance, without the slightest resistance, it was just swept away.

Qin Feng watched this scene and covered his lips to prevent himself from making any sound.

He was afraid that he couldn't help it, and he was afraid that he couldn't help it.

He is not only Jiang Zhen's best friend, he is also the young city lord of the eastern suburbs city, and the young lord of the Qin family.

He didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't afford it.

The influence of the Baili family in Blackstone County is too great, and no one dares to disobey it.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that the ghost king bullies a junior?" In the air, a cold voice came from afar.

The sound was cold, so cold that the air froze into ice.

Slowly, the owner of the voice appeared in front of the Zongren's eyes.

The owner of the voice is a woman, a peerless beauty.

Han Yingting was wearing a cyan dress, and her eyes were indifferent and ruthless, as if she had seen through everything in the world.

Jiang Zhen raised his head, and when he saw the visitor, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he passed out.

It's Han Yingting, who is her savior.

At first, he resisted the urge to fall into a coma, but when Jiang Zhen saw Han Yingting, he passed out directly.

Mo San didn't make a move, he looked at the peerless beauty in the air, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

He is just a Martial King, but Han Yingting is a Martial Emperor, and he is a Martial Emperor who is comparable to the Hundred Miles Black Tiger.

"Miss Han, at this time, their personal grievances, please Miss Han don't interfere." Baili Black Tiger also spoke.

Han Yingting smiled, she glanced at Mo San and Baili Black Tiger, and said indifferently: "Jiang Zhen, I have saved it." ”

Mo San's face was a little ugly, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

He was still boasting that he wanted to kill Jiang Zhen just now, but now, he couldn't kill Jiang Zhen, wasn't this a slap in the face?

The war maniac also saw Mo San's embarrassment, only to see the war maniac stand up and slowly walk towards the square.

"Jiang Zhen, I don't know if you still remember me?" The war maniac smiled, looked at Jiang Zhen and asked.

Jiang Zhen smiled sarcastically, he naturally remembered the war madness, because of the war madness, he took the three palms of the Martial Emperor powerhouse.

"Old City Lord, even if you turn to ashes, I will still remember the old three-palm feud." Jiang Zhen said viciously.

The war maniac smiled disdainfully, what he wanted was to make it impossible for Han Yingting to keep Jiang Zhen.

Han Yingting frowned, he didn't expect that now there would be a Martial Emperor powerhouse to make a move.

The strong man of the Martial Emperor made a move, and the situation was a little confusing.

It is impossible for Han Yingting to let Jiang Zhen be wronged, and she will not let him be wronged.

"Jiang Zhen, you beheaded my beloved son in the past, this grudge should be over." Meng Lin also stood up, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

The more people there are, the more pressure Han Yingting feels.

Han Yingting's brows furrowed slightly, she looked at these people, and the corners of her mouth flashed with a trace of disdain.

These people just want to push themselves, but will they give them a chance?

Of course not!

The Frost Sword in Han Yingting's hand revealed a trace of sinister power, and the air suddenly became cold.

War Maniac and Mo San and the others all looked at Han Yingting, no one knew why Han Yingting did this, why she would protect Jiang Zhen to the death.

But even so, they have no intention of giving up.

The war madman held a war hammer in his hand, and Meng Lin held a spear in his hand, and as for Mo San, the scimitar in his hand never left.

The big battle is imminent, and this battle is actually the battle of the Martial Emperor's powerhouse.

In the entire Black Rock County, the Martial Emperor powerhouses are even more hand-to-hand, but now the battle of the Martial Emperor powerhouses makes these people look forward to it.

Jiang Zhen was lying on the ground, trying to recover, while Han Yingting and Menglin were still confronting each other.

"Miss Han, you can't keep him today." Mo San shook his head and looked at Han Yingting and said.

Han Yingting also laughed and didn't say anything.

Is she worried?

She didn't worry, because even if she fought to the death, she wouldn't let Jiang Zhen suffer the slightest grievance.

Han Yingting didn't retreat, she stood beside Jiang Zhen.

Even if it was the siege of two Martial Kings and one Martial Emperor, Han Yingting did not retreat.

She wants to protect Jiang Zhen and keep Jiang Zhen safe.

Jiang Zhen looked at Han Yingting, he stood up hard, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the end, she came.

He knew that Han Yingting would not leave.

"You are all my Jiang Zhen's enemies, and my Jiang Zhen's enemies of life and death." Jiang Zhen laughed, with a hint of ruthlessness in the corners of his mouth.

For the enemy, Jiang Zhen will never be merciful, and he will even kill him directly.

Who is Jiang Zhen?

He is the ancestor of the Jiang family, and he is a strong man who once stood at the peak.

"Zhen'er, you're hurt." Han Yingting looked at Jiang Zhen and took a deep breath.

Jiang Zhen shook his head and looked at Mo San and Meng Lin with a hint of madness in his eyes.

Jiang Zhen wanted to fight them, wanted to kill Mo San and Meng Lin.

"Help me block the Martial Emperor powerhouse, I really want the lives of the two of them." Jiang Zhen raised his head and looked at Han Yingting and said.

Han Yingting opened her mouth, wanting to stop it.

But when she saw Jiang Zhen's choice, she also sighed and nodded.

He promised Jiang Zhen to help him resist the Martial Emperor powerhouse, but she also chose to believe in Jiang Zhen, and she believed that Jiang Zhen would definitely be able to kill Mo San and Meng Lin.

Mo San and Meng Lin glanced at each other, their eyes full of disdain.

A Martial King powerhouse is not something that Jiang Zhen can resist, let alone two Martial King powerhouses, and they are also Martial King powerhouses standing at the pinnacle.

"Jiang Zhen, you come back for me!" At this moment, Qin Feng below suddenly shouted.

He was worried about Jiang Zhen and his former best friend.

Jiang Zhen looked down and saw Qin Feng with a worried face, and laughed.

"Young City Lord, what I, Jiang Zhen, have nothing to do with Eastern Suburbs City, the number of enemies I want to kill is the enemy, so I Jiang Zhen didn't feel the slightest mistake." Jiang Zhen raised his head and laughed.

Qin Feng pursed his lips, he knew that Jiang was really dragging him off, and he didn't want to bother himself because of this matter.

But Qin Feng really didn't want Jiang Zhen to offend the Baili family, because in Qin Feng's eyes, the Baili family was like a giant, and no one dared to violate it.

"What nonsense, die!" Meng Lin looked at Jiang Zhen, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of disdain.

The barrel of the gun trembled slightly, and there was a hint of murder on the tip of the gun.

Jiang Zhen is all running with Yuan Force, and the whole person directly made a ghost step.

The speed is very fast, although it is not as fast as Mo San, but this speed is comparable to that of ordinary martial king powerhouses.

Jiang Zhen is only a third-level martial artist, and the strength of a third-level martial artist is actually comparable to that of a martial king, which shows how powerful Jiang Zhen's strength is.

But does Menglin care?

Of course he didn't care.

How powerful can Jiang really be?

Will he be able to defeat the Martial King powerhouse?

No one will ever know.

"Desolate Sky Overlord Sword Technique!" Jiang Zhen also shouted angrily, with a hint of hideousness at the corner of his mouth.

Sail!

The spear and broadsword collided together, and the two different momentum directly lifted the two of them away.

However, Jiang Zhen's face was pale, but Menglin didn't have anything to do.

Swish!

The spear danced again, and a sound of breaking the air sounded, only Jiang Zhen's face changed greatly, and he felt the power on the spear, which made people feel panic.

Sail!

The speed of the spear was so fast that it was difficult to resist, Jiang Zhen casually raised his broadsword, and instantly resisted the power of the spear.

Poof!

With a sweet throat, Jiang Zhen spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.

"Really!" Han Yingting, who was fighting frantically on the side, looked at Jiang Zhen's appearance and couldn't help shouting.

Jiang Zhen didn't wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, he smiled at Han Yingting, signaling her not to worry about herself.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the broadsword trembled slightly, making a violent buzzing sound.

The battle intent in Jiang Zhen's eyes became even stronger, and his whole person's battle intent was raised to an unprecedented height.

War!

In Jiang Zhen's heart, there is nothing but war!

He wants to fight with Meng Lin, and he also has to fight with Mo San!

The king of war, the hero of the world.

He wants to create a legend that belongs to him, a legend that belongs to him in this life.

The blood in his body was boiling, and Jiang Zhen's fighting intent was improving.

The battle intent was still rising, and the faces of Meng Lin and Mo San, who were originally disdainful, also became a little shocked.

They didn't expect that Jiang Zhen's fighting intent was so strong, so strong that they all felt a burst of fear.

"Eyes of the Silent Divine Court, open!" Jiang Zhen shouted angrily, and an erected eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened.

At this moment, Jiang Zhen did not have the slightest reservation.

The people who originally participated in the Youth Contest all looked at Jiang Zhen, and their eyes were full of shock.

Jiang Zhen actually had three eyes, which made them feel a little hostile to Jiang Zhen.

They don't know what kind of monster Jiang Zhen is, and they don't know what Jiang Zhen will do.

Jiang Zhen, who was originally a third-level martial artist, directly increased his strength by two realms the moment the eyes of the Silent Divine Court opened, and directly reached the fifth-level martial artist.

However, Jiang Zhen knew that there was still a big gap between a fifth-level martial artist and a martial king, so he still needed to use secret techniques to improve his strength.

Thunderfire Change: The First Change!

The Yuan Force in Jiang Zhen's body suddenly reversed, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

There are a total of six changes in the thunder and fire transformation, and the strength of each change is different, and the strength is also different.

Although it is only the first change, this first change can temporarily improve two small realms.

Jiang Zhen, who was originally amplified by the Eye of the Silent Divine Court, had a small increase in the Thunder Fire Change, and once again improved by two small realms.

Second-level Martial King!

Now Jiang Zhen held the broadsword in his hand, looking at Meng Lin and Mo San, with a strong killing intent in the corners of his mouth.

"Huang Tianba Sword Technique!" Jiang Zhen shouted angrily, and the broadsword in his hand suddenly swung out.

"Insect carving skills." Meng Lin looked at Jiang Zhen with disdain, and the corners of his mouth turned indifferent.

Jiang Zhen's seemingly strong blow, but in his eyes, it was useless.

Brush!

The spear stabbed out, and the air was directly rippled.

Sail!

The broadsword collided with the spear again, and this time Jiang Zhen was directly thrown out, still falling heavily to the ground.

Of course, Menglin is not having a good time.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Meng Lin's mouth, and his face was a little pale.

He didn't expect that Jiang Zhen would be so strong when he briefly improved his strength.

Looking at Jiang Zhen, Meng Lin's face became very hideous, and in his heart, Jiang Zhen must be killed.

If Jiang Zhen is allowed to grow up, this will be a fierce opponent.

"Water Dragon Technique: Water Dragon is born!" Meng Lin suddenly shouted angrily, and the spear in his hand waved slightly.