Chapter 186: Xue Jing VS Jinfeng Dojo’s disciples, crushed instantly, Flames of Color·Burning Wheel! (4K)
On the rooftop of a twenty-story building.
Xue Jing hugged Zong Shichan and placed her upright on the ground with her feet on the ground. Then she looked at the steel ropes tied to her hands and feet.
His right hand was compared to a palm knife, and he was moving with all his strength. Amidst the roar of the dragon, the light golden rigid dragon energy wrapped around his palm and slashed at the little girl.
"Qiang——"
The steel cables on his hands and feet suddenly broke.
"Are you okay?"
Xue Jing asked with concern when he saw that the little girl was in a daze as if her soul had left her body.
He reached out and touched her head.
From now on, this child's eyes seemed to be glued to him, staring at him.
He seemed to be frightened out of his wits.
After thinking about it, Xue Jing used her mental power slightly and tapped her forehead with her finger.
This is similar to Tsukuyomi Zhan's substantial use of mental power. Using his finger movements as a medium, it can slightly stimulate and shock the consciousness of others, just like a pacemaker.
Stirred by this, Zong Shichan trembled all over, and suddenly came back to his senses. On his young and pretty face, his two eyes were shining brightly, as if they were about to shoot out stars at any time.
"Master!!"
She immediately opened her arms and hugged Xue Jing, shouting sweetly.
Xue Jing raised her eyebrows, held her head and pushed her away:
"The matter hasn't been decided yet, who is your master?"
Zong Shichan blinked.
Then, as if he didn't hear anything, he hugged Xue Jing again.
"Master!!"
Xue Jing was amused.
"...He's not as big as a carrot, but he's quite big-hearted. He plans to buy and sell by force, right?"
"Hehe." Zong Shichan raised her head in his arms and showed him a bright and lovely smile.
Xue Jing reached out, grabbed her collar like a puppy, and lifted her aside.
"Okay, let's go have some fun, there are still some finishing touches to be done here."
He looked towards the rooftop of the tall building opposite.
A young man with thick dark circles was standing on the edge of the rooftop, watching the interaction between Xue Jing and Zong Shichan with gloomy eyes.
"Who is it?"
The young man named Zhang Renxu narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing the violent and boiling murderous intention in his heart, and observed Xue Jing's appearance.
He didn't know Xue Jing.
Since meeting 'Yu Yan', he has basically not paid attention to other people and things.
"Kungfu skills that I have never seen before... Damn it, where did this person come from, and why did he find us?"
Zhang Renxu gritted his teeth and touched the stab wound on his right shoulder.
Just now, it was just a moment.
Colorful fireworks came from the sky like shooting stars, the speed was too fast.
When he reacted, it was too late to dodge, so he could only twist his body according to instinct, and avoided the opponent's blow aimed at the neck. However, he failed to defend 'Yu Yan' and was snatched away by the opponent.
Although it was just a face-to-face contact, Zhang Renxu understood that this was a powerful enemy that he must be prepared for.
In normal times, he would never fight such an uncertain battle and would definitely choose to retreat temporarily.
But now, 'Yu Yan' is still in the opponent's hands... He only has one option left.
Instead of fighting to the death, kill the young man, skin him, and take back Yu Yan.
He looked at the little girl on the opposite rooftop who was standing obediently in the distance, staring at the boy.
Zhang Renxu felt a pain in his heart.
The little girl's eyes never even lingered on him...
"Yu Yan must have been bewitched... Damn it!"
The jealousy in his heart turned into fuel and poured onto the already boiling flames of murderous intent.
Xue Jing stepped forward and walked to the edge of the rooftop.
Below is the main road with flashing neon lights and endless traffic. At this time, many passers-by are taking out their mobile phones to take pictures of the beautiful colorful fireworks.
But after they took out their mobile phones, there were no traces of colorful fireworks in the camera lens, so they could only give up shooting in confusion.
Xue Jing looked at the young man with dark circles across his eyes and asked curiously:
"Are you a disciple of Jinfeng Dojo? A personal disciple?"
Just when 'Yan Liancai' hit the opponent, Xue Jing felt a sense of familiarity.
It was like cutting on a sharp and hard blade. The sharp force was about to hurt his palm along the contact surface, but it was easily prevented by his strong skin.
This kind of counter-injury is the physical effect of the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword.
The young man with dark circles said in a cold tone: "So what?"
He knew he couldn't hide it, and he didn't even think about hiding it.
Xue Jing didn't pay attention to his tone and just said casually: "You are a shabby dojo. The martial arts taught by you are not very good. The family tradition is very simple. There are many talented disciples. They are either gangsters or cockroaches... I originally I think this is too much, but I didn’t expect that you also have a copper-smelting addiction like yours.”
"Let's discuss it. You can just go ahead and capture me. When I shoot you, I'll ask them to load you with the smallest bullets."
The young man with dark circles sneered, too lazy to talk nonsense, and opened his hands in a boxing stance.
Xue Jing smiled and said, "Don't say I won't give you a chance. I'll count to three."
He held out a finger.
"one."
Zong Shichan stood behind Xue Jing and watched this scene, her young and pretty face full of excitement and her eyes sparkling.
Master is about to take action!
Is that the move ‘Second Art·Sakura Full Moon’? Or is it the dragon energy of the Hidden Dragon Style?
Or maybe it was that beautiful meteor-firework-like move just now...
"two……"
Zhang Renxu's eyes were solemn and he was ready.
He knew very well that for an enemy of this level, if he didn't take action, he would be shocked!
Victory or defeat may only be a matter of a moment!
At this critical moment, everyone's attention was at its peak.
Xue Jing smiled and raised her third finger.
"three."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Renxu's whole body and mind were focused on him, wary of his every move.
At this moment, without any sound, a large chicken leg swung from behind him and hit him on the back of the head.
"Pfft——"
With a muffled sound, the chicken legs turned into countless shreds of meat and exploded. The extremely soft strength bypassed the instinctive resistance of Zhang Renxu's body and penetrated from the back of his head, causing his brain to shake violently. His whole body instantly The whites of his eyes rolled up and he fell down softly.
Zong Shichan's eyes widened as he stared at the cold woman who suddenly appeared behind the young man with dark circles.
So big... No, so despicable!
Meng Qingjiao threw away the chicken leg bone that was broken into half in his hand, then took the chicken leg in the other hand to his mouth and took a bite, silently and with a cold expression.
However, no matter how cold the expression is, set off by the bulging mouth, it only makes people feel cute and naive.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Xue Jing applauded and praised: "As expected of Senior Sister Meng, there is no need to discuss at all, you understand what I mean just by looking at you."
Zong Shichan next to him muttered unsatisfiedly: "Master, why do I feel something is not right?"
This kind of scene where a hero saves a beauty...shouldn't the process and ending be more intense and romantic?
"I'm not your master yet, so don't yell."
Xue Jing first replied casually, and then continued: "Our Hidden Dragon style is like this. If you can do things lying down, why should you stand up? If you can solve it with a sneak attack, then there is no need to waste other things. effort."
Zong Shichan curled her lips: "I understand, thank you Master for your teachings!" Xue Jing raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand to hold down her head, which was just over 1.4 meters above sea level: "You little carrot, just climb up the pole. You don’t plan to go down, do you?”
Zong Shichan reached out and hugged him, and said coquettishly: "What's wrong? I will definitely be very happy to have such a lovely disciple like me!"
Xue Jing held her cheek with the palm of his hand to prevent her from getting close to him, and said lightly: "Don't come here."
"Hurry back with me. Your grandpa is worried about you now."
Zong Shichan opened his hands with a smile and said, "I was so frightened that my legs went weak. Master has to carry me back."
Xue Jing clicked her tongue, then reached out and lifted the collar of her fate's neck in disgust, as if she were carrying a vegetable basket.
Not to mention, the quality of the training uniforms at Hupo Dojo is excellent, so there is no problem at all.
Zong Shichan swayed his hands and feet in the air, his eyes widened: "Master, is this how you treat your lovely little disciple?"
Xue Jing was too lazy to pay attention to her. He stepped across a distance of more than ten meters and arrived at the rooftop where Meng Qingjiao was.
He squatted down, reached out and groped for a while on the young man with dark circles, and quickly took out a matchbox half the size of a palm.
[Divine substance detected, divinity is being absorbed...]
"As expected." Xue Jing nodded.
Just as Zhige expected, the 'Skinned Man' was affected by GOD-1291.
He took out his mobile phone and was about to call Ning Yuantai.
At this moment, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at Meng Qingjiao beside him.
"Sister."
Meng Qingjiao nodded, opened his mouth, put the remaining chicken leg in his mouth, sucked and wrapped it with his tongue, and when he took it out again, there was only a bare chicken bone left.
"Master, what's wrong?" Zong Shichan, who was being carried, also felt something was wrong and asked doubtfully.
Xue Jing did not reply, but handed the little girl to Meng Qingjiao.
Meng Qingjiao reached out to take Zong Shichan's hand, and rubbed his hands on Zong Shichan's training clothes, wiping away the oil stains caused by touching the chicken legs.
Zong Shichan's mouth twitched: "..."
suddenly.
"咻咻咻咻——"
Four or five figures formed a circle from all directions, moving between high-rise buildings and surrounding them.
"Senior Brother Zhang!"
One of the young women saw Zhang Renxu lying on the ground, and her pupils shrank.
She then looked at Zong Shichan in Meng Qingjiao's hand, feeling something bad in her heart and already guessing what happened.
Xue Jing looked at the figures around him and recognized one of them.
The leader of the Razor Gang - Su Bijing.
Su Bijing also saw him and immediately shouted: "Senior Sister Chen, it's Xue Jing!"
Hearing this, Chen Wenyan looked at Xue Jing and narrowed her eyes slightly.
In the blink of an eye, she had sorted out all her thoughts and gave the order very decisively: "Kill them, absolutely no one will be left alive!"
As soon as the words fell, the five Jinfeng Dojo disciples immediately surged with murderous intent, covering Xue Jing and the others.
Zong Shichan's body stiffened, and the miserable scenes of his own death kept appearing in his mind.
But before she could feel fear, a beautiful hand as white as jade, more delicate than a woman's, gently placed on her head.
The warm palm radiated heat, instantly dispelling the cold murderous intent from her body.
"Master..." Zong Shichan looked at Xue Jing blankly.
"Senior sister, you protect this girl and leave the rest to me." Xue Jing said softly.
"..." Meng Qingjiao glanced at him and nodded silently.
"Guard your position, don't let them escape!"
Chen Wenyan waved her right hand and commanded with solemn eyes.
The five descendants maintained an encirclement circle and began to approach Xue Jing and the others.
"...Won't you let us run?"
Xue Jing tilted his head and looked around with his silver-white divine pupils.
"You guys seem to have misunderstood something."
He spoke slowly and without any fluctuation in his tone.
No movement was seen on his part, and suddenly, he completely disappeared from the spot.
"boom--"
"Click——"
The colorful tail flame traced across the sky, and when Xue Jing appeared again, she was holding a corpse in her hand.
The neck of the corpse was squeezed into the thickness of sugar cane by his palms, the head was tilted into an exaggerated arc, and the whole body lay limply on the ground. It was so dead that it could no longer die.
This sudden scene shocked everyone present.
"Axiang!"
"Junior Brother Zhao!"
All the disciples of Jinfeng Dojo exclaimed.
Xue Jing tossed the corpse aside and said calmly: "——You are the prey."
"Master!!!" Zong Shichan's eyes lit up.
Chen Wenyan gritted her teeth and said, "Come on!"
As soon as the words fell, the four people present immediately shot out and rushed towards Xue Jing.
The force as sharp as a sharp knife cut through the air and screamed, like four peerless weapons coming towards Xue Jing in unison, with an astonishing momentum.
In close combat, unless the difference in strength is too great, the party with more people will have an overwhelming advantage. Even professional boxers will be beaten in an open field against two or three healthy ordinary people. Head full of bags.
Not to mention the combined attack formation that the disciples of the Jinfeng Dojo had specially practiced. Attacking at the same time, it was unavoidable and unstoppable.
However, Xue Jing had no intention of blocking or avoiding it.
He took a deep breath and worked hard. The Gangji True Dragon let out a dragon roar, and the pale golden dragon energy turned into a dragon shape and wrapped around his body.
Then, Yan Liancai's colorful fireworks burned on his body.
Spiral dents appeared on his body, spinning and condensing towards his palms and soles.
The moment the four people from Jinfeng Dojo came to him, Xue Jing executed four moves at an unimaginable speed.
He punched one person in the cheek with his right hand.
He retracted his arm and hit the other man's chest with his elbow.
He raised his right foot and instantly kicked out two kicks, one to the left and one to the right, hitting the abdomen of the remaining two people respectively.
Every movement he makes is accompanied by a spiral tornado-shaped trail of colorful fireworks that stays in the void for a long time.
"——Yan Liancai Burning Wheel!"
"Bang bang bang bang-!!!"
There were four explosions, and the four true disciples of Jinfeng Dojo flew out at the same time at a speed far exceeding the speed they rushed towards them.
A person flew to the main road below and hit a camphor tree. The tree was cut in half with a click. His body was penetrated by branches and blood surged wildly.
One person flew towards a tall building, crashing through three or four buildings in a row, causing rubble to fly and leaving traces of blood along the way.
A person flew nearly a hundred meters into the sky before falling softly like tattered cotton wool.
The last person penetrated straight into the road below, creating a human-shaped pit and forcing countless vehicles to stop.
Victory or defeat, only in a moment.
Zong Shichan opened his mouth slightly and was stunned.
She looked at the straight back like a god, her eyes bright to the extreme.
"Master..."
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(End of chapter)