Yang Cheng's own physical defense is extremely amazing, so the biggest headache for the opponent who fights with Yang Cheng is how to break through his defense.

Now Yang Cheng finally appreciated the difficulty of fighting against this kind of opponent.

He used all his means, relying on the surprise attack of the two rampant spirits, and finally broke through the opponent's defense.

At the moment when the soldier's soul was slashed down, Baosheng Batu opened his mouth and spat out the truth.

As soon as he spit out, a large stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.

At the same time, the two rampant soldiers of the demon immortal and the soldier soul were shattered at the same time, completely turning into aura and dissipating, Yang Cheng also snorted, and his spiritual power suffered a heavy blow.

Vajra fears the Nine Mantras!

This is the strongest mantra that Baosheng Batu can master, the first word can completely consume his spiritual power, and the second word spit out his spiritual power has already begun to eat!

With the second word of Baosheng Batu spitting out, Yang Cheng was like a thunderbolt, and his hands couldn't even hold the Royal Forest Saber, and his body kept trembling.

And Baosheng Batu not only vomited blood this time, but even a trace of blood faintly overflowed from the seven orifices.

The third word was spit out, and Yang Cheng felt that his physical body was about to collapse and separate, and his spiritual power was completely defeated almost instantly!

Baosheng Batu, on the other hand, was pale, and there were no eyes in his eyes, only blood and tears flowed out.

There are nine characters in this Vajra Fear Nine Mantras, but Baosheng Batu is already the limit when he spits out three words, and the fourth word can't be spit out even if he burns his dantian and spiritual power.

Yang Cheng's body had been completely transformed into Yinggou's body, and his essence blood was constantly burning, making his gray skin even paler.

Using Yinggou's body twice in a row is already a great load for Yang Cheng, and if the essence and blood cannot be recovered, it will start to burn again, which must be an injury on top of injury.

But if Yang Cheng didn't use Yinggou's body, he felt that his flesh and blood were about to collapse under the power of this mantra.

After a few breaths, he felt that the power of the mantra was gradually fading, but the fourth word of the mantra of Baosheng Batu was delayed, and Yang Cheng's Yinggou body dissipated, and his face was even paler.

"Great monk, you lost!"

With a strange smile on his face, Yang Cheng raised his hand and slapped at Baosheng Batu, like a blade.

The power of the Nine True Words of the King Kong Fear is extremely strong, Yang Cheng's spiritual power was defeated, his qi and blood power were overdrawn, and his secret cultivation could not be used, so he could only use simple physical strength.

But in the same way, Baosheng Batu also reached the point of running out of oil at this time, and the fourth word of the mantra could not be spit out, and the first three words had consumed almost all of his strength, and he could only rely on physical instinct to fight.

His eyes bloomed with blood and tears, but Baosheng Batu still held on to open his eyes, and his hand pinched his fist print to meet a palm.

A muffled sound came, and Baosheng Batu snorted, his arms twisted.

Without the power to urge the Supreme Vajra Law Body, the strength of his physical body was far inferior to Yang Cheng.

But this is not over, Yang Cheng's hands are like iron whips smashed down one after another, the offensive is endless, and the direct hit Baosheng Batu retreats step by step.

Wind and thunder cannons crackle!

More than a dozen crackling palms fell, and Baosheng Batu's arms were already twisted and bent, and they were out of shape.

Half a step of force, the fist was like a collapse, and Yang Cheng gathered the last strength of the punch and slammed it into Baosheng Batu's chest.

This tantric master of the Vajra Minglun Temple finally couldn't resist it, and was blasted away by this punch, spitting blood from his mouth, and even a large piece of his chest was dented.

But even with such a serious injury, Baosheng Batu didn't even die, and even struggled to get up, which shows the strength of his vitality.

"The secret technique of the flesh, the Taoist talisman, and the secret technique of manipulating the spirit body similar to the one vein of the horse, and now there is this secret method that relies solely on the instinct of the flesh to exert force, and if you lose, the poor monk will not be wronged.

But how could you be proficient in so many kinds of secret arts at your age? Who the hell are you! ”

Although Baosheng Batu didn't feel that he was wronged by losing, he couldn't understand how it was possible for a person to be proficient in such a variety of secret methods at the same time.

Whether it is martial arts or other secret arts, miscellaneous but not refined is a taboo.

For example, Tantra has always been divided into two major schools, Mantra and Vajra, and most Tantric practitioners also choose one of them for cultivation.

Baosheng Batu's ability to cultivate both the mantra and the Vajra martial arts to the realm of a grandmaster was already amazing, and he really couldn't understand how Yang Cheng could be mixed and refined.

Yang Cheng's face was pale, but there was still a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

He would have liked to say that he was a man who had detached himself from low tastes.

"I am Yang Cheng, the captain of the Great Zhou Imperial Guard, and I am just an inconspicuous little person in the Great Zhou court.

Great monk, your Golden Horde is indeed not weak.

But I have a lot of resources, outstanding people, and countless masters and strong people, but they are distributed all over the Great Zhou, and I can't let you see it at the first time.

Today's fiasco in your Golden Horde provocation is nothing more than a small lesson.

You must know that those who offend my Da Zhou will be punished even if they are far away! ”

Yang Cheng's words were righteous words, and he did not exalt himself, but was very modest and lifted up the entire Great Zhou court.

Especially the last sentence of Zhou Heng is full of enthusiasm and comfort.

"Good! You can say that again! ”

Zhou Heng applauded on the stage and laughed: "You barbarians of the Golden Horde are clamoring to see my Great Zhou master, and now you have finally seen it?" Satisfied? ”

The three masters of Vajra Minglun Temple were defeated here, and Wen Dusu's attitude at this time did not dare to be too presumptuous.

He hugged Baosheng Batu, bowed to Zhou Heng with low eyebrows and said, "Seeing the master of the Great Zhou today is indeed an eye-opener for the foreign ministers.

However, my Golden Horde is not a strong family in the King Kong Minglun Temple, and there will definitely be other warriors who will come to Dazhou in the future, and I will ask Your Majesty to give me advice at that time. ”

Wen Dusu could only leave such a half-sentence scene at this time.

The master of Vajra Minglun Monastery was extremely noble in the Golden Horde, but the trip was abandoned in the Great Zhou, so you can imagine how severely he will be punished when he returns.

Zhou Heng was in a good mood at this time, and waved his hand casually: "It doesn't matter, as long as you Golden Horde are not afraid of death, then come as well!" ”

Wen Dusu bowed with an ugly face and retreated, and everyone on Da Zhou's side was in a good mood.

After all, the Great Zhou court was suppressed by the Golden Horde for too long.

Not to mention the loss of Northland and Kyushu, there are more losses and fewer wins on the battlefield.

At this time, Yang Cheng fought three battles in a row, abolishing two masters and one master of the King Kong Minglun Temple, which was actually very amazing.

At least Da Zhou hasn't been so proud for several years.

Especially Yang Cheng's last sentence, although those who offend my Da Zhou will be punished far away, it can be said to be quite uplifting.

Even though there were many people in the Great Zhou court who were hostile to the Imperial Guard, they had to admit that Yang Cheng fought this battle beautifully.

Jiang Xuerou stood behind Zhang Xiren, her voice slightly excited: "Master Zhang, I just said that Yang Cheng is worth recruiting, he is different from those gelding eagles and dogs of the Imperial Guard.

If it weren't for Yang Cheng's action today, my Da Zhou would have lost face. ”

Zhang Xiren shook his head and sighed: "Those who offend my Great Zhou will be punished even if they are far away?" The writing is good, this person should have also studied.

It's a pity that with the strength of my Da Zhou now, what will I be punished even if I am far away? Even if it's close, you can't punish others.

This Yang Cheng was scheming, knowing that this was the case in the Great Zhou now, but he didn't take the opportunity to wake up His Majesty and the princes of the dynasty.

On the contrary, what is the actual point of saying these empty words here to make His Majesty and the princes happy? ”

Jiang Xuerou opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

She felt that Yang Cheng's previous words were reasonable, but she also felt that Zhang Xiren's words were also reasonable.

At this time, the two thoughts in her mind were mixed, which made her feel even more confused.

Yang Cheng's face was pale at this time, his qi and blood were very empty, and his spiritual power was also consumed by the other party's mantra of Baosheng Batu, and his head throbbed and hurt.

But Yang Cheng still turned around and bowed to Zhou Heng: "Your Majesty, the minister is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he has not lost my face Da Zhou!" ”

Yang Cheng helped him fight for such a big face, and he looked at Yang Cheng very pleasing to the eye at this time.

Zhou Heng hurriedly said, "What did Aiqing say?" Not only did you not lose my Da Zhou's face, but you also fought for my Da Zhou's big face!

Aiqing, you are seriously consumed, don't stand here, hurry up and go to the side hall to recuperate, I will summon you in person later, and reward the warriors of my Great Zhou!

What about the Imperial Doctor? Go and find the best imperial doctors in Tai Hospital, and don't let Yang Aiqing leave any internal injuries! ”

A moment later, Yang Chengcheng was carried and dragged to the imperial hospital by a group of imperial doctors, and more than a dozen imperial doctors took turns studying him one by one.

These imperial doctors were also very curious, how did Yang Cheng cultivate his physical body to such a powerful level, and even surpassed the mortal level?

"Tsk, it's really strange, his physical recovery power is more than ten times that of ordinary people, and the blood marks left by the previous battle are now about to heal."

"The strength of the pure physical body is also amazing, and my silver needle can't even penetrate his meridian acupoints."

"Huh? It's also big down there, so will it get bigger here when you practice your body? In this case, the old man should consider practicing the five poultry plays. ”

"It's useless for you to practice, old man, when you finish practicing, your daughter-in-law will give birth to a bunch of big fat boys!"

A imperial doctor wearing a cyan official robe and a bit of a fairy style and bone temperament pushed everyone away angrily.

"! Your Majesty is waiting to reward this Captain Yang, what are you studying here? ”

The imperial physician first checked Yang Cheng's pulse, then took out the golden pill and fed it to Yang Cheng's mouth, and then took out the golden needle and stabbed it on Yang Cheng's several big acupoints and meridians.

Yang Cheng could feel that this imperial doctor must also be proficient in internal force, and an extremely slender force attached to the golden needle penetrated deep into the internal organs of the meridians, causing the pill he swallowed to quickly dissolve.

The power of that elixir was very magical, and it was able to make up for his lack of qi and blood, making Yang Cheng's body warm.

The Imperial Physician lit a red incense next to Yang Cheng's pillow, and the smell of the incense was inhaled by Yang Cheng, and even his depleted spiritual power was slowly recovering.

Compared with those unscrupulous imperial doctors next to him who only study the size below, this is obviously a master.