Chapter 156: Multiple Martial Saint Bloodlines
The sun rises completely, and the golden light shines all over the earth.
On the mountain road, an ordinary horse-drawn carriage walked on the road.
Jin Li was dressed in a brocade robe, and sat in the carriage with a calm expression, with a wooden box on the side, which contained everything he could take away from Shangjiang City.
At dawn in the early morning, Jin Li took this wooden box and sat in this ordinary carriage, driven by his eldest disciple Lin Feng, and the two quietly left Shangjiang City and walked north.
The journey was very smooth, and there was no hindrance.
It seems that the people of the Martial Saint Family haven't noticed that they have left Shangjiang City!
Hiss!
Suddenly, the carriage jolted and stopped where it was.
The peace on Jin Li's face froze, and he nervously asked Lin Feng outside the carriage.
"Apprentice, what's going on outside?"
"Drive!"
There were a few whips outside the carriage, and a few shouts from Lin Feng, but the carriage still didn't move forward.
"Master, I don't know why this horse suddenly didn't leave. ”
"There seems to be a beast ahead!"
Lin Feng, who was sitting outside the carriage, looked at the restless horse standing in place, constantly digging hooves and neighing, frowned and turned his head to return to the carriage.
Hearing this, Jin Li in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief.
When encountering a fierce beast, it is normal for a horse to be restless and dare not move forward.
Suddenly, Jin Li also felt a sense of irritability in his heart for some reason,
Lin Feng, who was outside the carriage, frowned, turned his head to look at the mountains and forests on the side of the mountain road, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.
In the mountains and forests, a black wind whistled by, and a figure was tightly embellished behind him, and the distance between the two sides was rapidly shrinking.
The gray-clothed yin ghost released yin qi to envelop the whole body, and the speed exploded with all its might, greatly consuming physical strength.
After chasing and fleeing with Li Qiu in the mountains for a while, his physical strength was already a little exhausted, and the black qi rising from his body began to weaken, and his speed began to slow down.
Li Qiu's physical strength also began to decline, but it was much better than that of the gray-clothed Yin ghost.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, looking at the gray-clothed yin ghost who was only a dozen steps away from him, and suddenly threw the long knife in his hand!
Shout!
The long knife broke through the air and brought a strong wind, and the gray-clothed yin ghost felt it, and dodged it in a wrong step.
Swish!
The long knife was coerced by the ferocious force, cutting the right arm of the gray-clothed yin ghost and sticking it into the ground.
The gray-clothed ghost snorted, covered his injured arm and didn't dare to reply, and continued to flee forward, but at a slower pace.
Li Qiu didn't stop, stretched out his hand and grabbed the long knife, and continued to chase after the gray-clothed Yin Ghost.
After a few breaths, the gray-clad ghost rushed out of the mountain forest and glanced to the right, where a carriage was parked on the side of the road.
A burly, imposing man in a brocade robe sat in the coachman's seat in the carriage, and the situation was somewhat abnormal.
But at this time, he had no time to take care of it, and Li Qiu had already caught up with him behind him.
The gray-clothed ghost looked extremely fierce, like a beast that had been cornered, and his hands burst out of black gas, turning around and attacking behind him.
"It's a yin ghost!"
When Lin Feng saw this scene, his face changed drastically and he was surprised
"What?" In the carriage, Jin Li's face changed slightly.
Li Qiu's eyes jumped out of the mountains and forests with cold eyes, and he slashed at the gray-clothed yin ghost with a knife in both hands, and the momentum was so fierce that he seemed to want to split the gray-clothed yin ghost and the earth under his feet together!
Jin Li lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Li Qiu leap out of the mountain forest, and his pupils shrank.
"Zhang Xing, why is he here?!"
Although he had never seen Li Qiu's real person, the portrait of Li Qiu had been deeply imprinted in his mind these days.
As soon as they met, he recognized Li Qiu.
Li Qiu's eyes caught a glimpse of Jin Li and the two, but he didn't pay much attention to them, because he didn't recognize Jin Li and the two.
He had only heard of the appearance and physical signs of Jin Li and Lin Feng from other people's mouths, and had never seen either real people or portraits.
The long knife covered in blood slashed fiercely.
Jin Li's faces changed color again, and their eyes were surprised.
"Qi and blood are released!
"Zhang Xing has reached the meat training period?!"
The gray-clothed yin ghost was shrouded in black qi all over his body, dodging Li Qiu's attack, and his claws struck Li Qiu's face!
When the rolling yin qi was no more than a foot away from his face, Li Qiu's expression was cold, and he turned his knife and slashed!
The gray-clothed ghost's face changed drastically, and he retreated to avoid the horizontal slash, but it was a little late.
Swish!
Another hideous wound appeared on the abdomen of the gray-clothed yin ghost, he screamed and covered the wound and retreated again and again, looking at Li Qiu, his eyes were full of fear, and there was a touch of despair in it.
The gray-clothed yin ghost has suffered many wounds on his body, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow!
A fierce light flashed in Li Qiu's eyes, swinging his sword like the wind, the knife was fierce and fierce, and he attacked the gray-clothed yin ghost.
On the carriage on the side of the road, Jin Li and the two of them looked shocked and a little unbelievable when they saw the momentum between Li Qiu and the gray-clothed yin ghost's fighting moves.
"Strong ...... Bone Strengthening Period?!"
The two of them have seen a lot of strong bone stage martial artists, and they are all strong bone stage martial artists, especially Jin Li is a late stage strong bone stage martial artist.
But they had never seen such a shocking Bone Enhancement Stage martial artist!
Because now in front of them is a ten-year-old strong bone stage martial artist!
"Bloodline Atavism? Could it be that Zhang Xing has multiple Martial Saint bloodlines?"
Jin Li thought suspiciously.
When a warrior reaches the stage of easy marrow, he is transcendent and holy, and the extraordinary bloodline can be passed on to future generations.
Descendants bear the bloodline of the Martial Saint, they are born extraordinary, their qualifications are superb, and it is easier for them to achieve the Martial Saint than ordinary people.
In this way, if a family continues to have martial saints, each generation of bloodlines will transform, and the descendants will bear the multiple martial saint bloodlines that have undergone several transformations.
Carrying multiple Martial Saint bloodlines is naturally more powerful than ordinary Martial Saint bloodlines.
Jin Li had only heard rumors of too many Martial Saint bloodlines, and had never seen the descendants of Martial Saints with multiple Martial Saint bloodlines, and he didn't know how amazing their martial arts qualifications were.
But Zhang Xing in front of him, who is in his teens is in the period of strengthening bones, such a terrifying qualification, if it is not for the multiple martial saint bloodlines, then who else in the world is!
"I just don't know how many layers of Martial Saint bloodline Zhang Xing is carrying? Is it triple or more?"
Jin Li thought about it, and suddenly his face changed.
"Zhang Xing is a martial artist in the Bone Strengthening Period?!"
Then Wu Yi and Yang Nan, who he sent to assassinate Zhang Xing, died in whose hands?
Is it Zhang Xing, or is it the warrior sent by the Martial Saint Family that may not exist at all?
Jin Li's face became gloomy and ugly, and he realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.
The owner of his dignified Spirit Snake Martial Arts Pavilion was so frightened by a hairy boy that he hurriedly abandoned his home in Shangjiang City, packed up and fled!
Jin Li felt a burst of humiliation and annoyance, and looked at Li Qiu, who was fighting with the Yin Ghost, with a fierce glint in his eyes, as if he wanted to peel his skin and bones, and break his body into pieces!
The strength of the gray-clothed yin ghost was greatly damaged, and it was no longer Li Qiu's opponent, barely resisting Li Qiu's offensive.
A few moves flashed by, and Li Qiu's knife slashed out, slashing off the gray-clothed yin ghost's previously injured right arm!
Yes!