In just one move, although Jiang Tianzheng resisted, his palms were sore, and even his shoulders and chest felt an obvious lack of qi and blood. ±，w↑wwco↖m

The difference in power between Styx and himself can be seen from this. But the psychological change, go to call him a joy.

Is this the realm of human physiognomy that nourishes the spirit? ’

After being injured, he was sick in bed, although his body was declining, but this period of recuperation made Jiang Tianzheng's spiritual cultivation rise to a new level, and at the moment when he stepped into the ring, he threw away life and death, honor, and fought with the white-clothed Shura.

Decades of penance finally came to fruition, and with a body that had not yet cultivated qi, he forcibly elevated the power of the mind to the realm of human appearance.

In his perception, his mind was like a mirror-like lake, reflecting all the hostility and attacks of the River Styx.

And it's not just the River Styx, in his perception, there is a burning mass, like the power of the scorching sun in the sky, watching from afar.

Two hundred meters away, the Red Sun Monk put down the teacup in his hand, as if he felt something, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "It's a pity." ”

Styx looked at Jiang Tianzheng, whose aura had changed abruptly in front of him, and showed appreciation: "You are very good, you can actually make a spiritual breakthrough in the battle with me, much stronger than these people." But the next moment, there was a trace of regret in his eyes: "It's a pity, if it weren't for the Rakshasa thing, I would have given you enough time to grow." ”

"Chaowen said, you can die at night." Jiang Tianzheng said lightly: "Let's continue." ”

"Okay."

Before the words fell, Styx's entire body was already dragging a series of afterimages. suddenly flashed in front of Jiang Tianzheng, and hooked his foot towards the other party's knee.

Jiang Tianzheng's legs twisted, and with a shock, it was like super rubber, directly swinging the attack of Styx's foot, not only defusing the opponent's attack, but also taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's unstable foothold, he punched out, like a big gun, with gusts of wind and thunder. Shoved towards Styx's chest.

Naturally, Styx would not be defeated so easily. I saw that he grabbed Jiang Tianzheng's arm with one hand, and the other hand fell from the sky, slashing down like a guillotine, and he was about to break Jiang Tianzheng's arm.

A sharp breath burst out of Styx's hands. Jiang Tianzheng's eyes were shining. Know that you can't hard-stop. I saw that his whole person did not retreat but approached, and crashed into the other party's arms, and the power in his body continued to stir. It's like a ball, constantly reversing the opponent's power.

There was a crackling and a series of popping sounds.

In a short fight, in just a few seconds, the fists of the two exchanged dozens or hundreds of times, Jiang Tianzheng's shirt was completely turned into strips of cloth, until the last punch, Jiang Tianzheng's whole foot exploded, it turned out to be a big hole in the ring, the two fought against each other, and each retreated.

From beginning to end, it was Styx who relied on his powerful body to suppress Jiang Tianzheng and fight again, but Jiang Tian was just like being able to predict the attack, and every time he unloaded or counterattacked the opponent's attack.

Like a piece of rubber, no matter how much the River Styx hits, it can't do real damage.

The emptiness, circle, jue, and spirit of martial arts are vividly displayed on Jiang Tianzheng's body at this moment.

This is also a bonus brought by the realm of cultivating qi. He made Jiang Tianzheng's mind reach a state that was infinitely close to absolute calm, and under this absolute calm, he sensed the enemy's malice and mentality, and in Yu Ning's heart, he predicted the opponent's tricks.

The so-called concentration gives birth to wisdom, and Jiang Tianzheng's mental power is like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding qiē.

It can be said that Zuo Zhicheng, the power of the Red Sun Monk's mind is mainly to directly kill and injure others, and Jiang Tianzheng's cultivation of Qi Haoran is to perceive others.

With his current realm, if he is given enough spiritual energy food, no, maybe as long as he can penetrate the true martial arts of the innate qi of the whole body, in a few months, he will fight against the Styx, I am afraid that he will not lose, and may even win.

But now, even if the realm has risen, the gap between the upper levels is still unavoidable.

Styx glanced at Jiang Tianzheng, and slowly pulled out the thin sword at his waist, with a trace of regret, respect and sacredness on his face: "Your fist skills and bearing are enough to start a sect." As a sign of my respect for you, next, I will use my strongest strength to defeat you and then kill you. ”

"As it should be."

Rumble! As if a powder keg had been lit, the figure of the River Styx vanished in an instant, and countless silver lights bloomed in the ring like a meteor shower.

The shadow of the River Styx is barely perceptible to ordinary people's eyes. Jiang Tianzheng relied on the reflex of his mental power, although he could sense the opponent's movements, but the physical gap made it difficult for him to block all the attacks. In particular, the opponent uses a weapon, which makes it more difficult to unload and dodge than the previous fist.

Snort! Blood flowers bloomed on Jiang Tianzheng's body, and in an instant, his whole person had become a bloody person, but his expression was still stable and quiet.

Everyone in the audience was already sluggish, the duel in the ring, the martial arts of the River Styx, far beyond their imagination, the other party seemed to be so fast, in the eyes of these people has become like a demon, it is simply invincible.

The next moment, there was a new change in the ring.

"It's over......"

With a sigh, a large canopy of silver light suddenly bloomed on Jiang Tianzheng's chest. The figure of Styx has appeared on the edge of the ring.

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, they were already full of despair and decadence at the moment.

"Did you lose?"

"How can such a person win."

"After practicing martial arts for so many years, what's the use of comparing it to others."

He Minghai, on the other side, also looked at the two people on the stage with a complicated look, thinking that if it was him, he would be able to go through a few moves under the all-out Styx.

"Jiang Tianzheng, worthy of his name." After thinking about it for a long time, he just muttered to himself: "But the hell gate...... This is just the Soul Hooker, how strong will the top Dharma King, and even the strongest and most mysterious Enma Holy Son be, and what are we in their eyes?

And what will the Heavenly Dao Palace, Sumeru, which can drive the hell gate to the new continent, look like...... Alas......" exhaled deeply. Those long-established sects were much stronger than he had imagined, and an indescribable sense of powerlessness enveloped his heart.

But on the other side, Styx's eyes showed a look of surprise. Jiang Tianzheng looked at his chest, and his eyes were also surprised.

I saw a long sword, floating in the air on his chest, and it was this sword that blocked the attack of the River Styx at the last moment.

"Flying swords?"

At that moment, he turned sharply and looked down the ring as if he were facing a great enemy. Behind the place where Ah Hai and the others were standing, a man with a cold expression appeared at some point.

'What a monster. The murderous aura came to his face, as if the air had become cold and viscous, and Styx even felt his breathing, consciousness, begin to blur a little: 'This guy...... How many people were killed? ’

He looked at the four Ah Hai people in front of him who looked jealous and nervous, and their eyes were as fierce as wild wolves, and he just said lightly: "I heard that you are looking for me?" ”

"I just got back."

"Each of you leaves a hand, and you leave, and I'll act like nothing happened."

"How?"

As soon as the killing intent was released, the backs of the five people were already drenched in cold sweat, and Yuwen, who was carrying a gun, was directly impacted by this momentum and couldn't help but take three steps back, and then accidentally fell to the ground. (To be continued......)

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