Zheng Zhiming waved his hand, and a sword light came from his palm toward Jiang Chuan's face.

The sword is brilliant and dazzling. It condenses almost like a real thing, cutting the air and emitting a sharp breath.

At the same time, a small sword rose in the wind and soon became a three-foot green breeze that appeared in his hands.

He used this magic weapon to shoot the sword light just now.

This is his magic weapon, Liuyun Sword, which he made great contributions during a robbery, and the leader of the Black Water Thieves rewarded him.

On that day, he used this treasure to kill Yu Cai's uncle in front of Yongcheng City.

The magic weapons of monks are generally placed in the Yuanhai to raise them with magic power when they are not used, so that the power of the magic weapons will become greater and greater.

But Zheng Zhiming was extremely careful. As long as he did not stay in the Black Water Thieves' home, he would not put his magic weapon in the Yuanhai to warm up his magic power. What he was guarding against was that he could not take it out in time when an emergency occurred.

In fact, he did the right thing. If his magic weapon was placed in the Yuanhai, with Jiang Chuan pressing him step by step, he would really not be able to take out the Liuyun Sword in the Yuanhai in time.

"You must never retreat!"

Jiang Chuan knew that if he retreated, he would set aside Zheng Zhiming. With the ability of a monk to fly in the air, what was waiting for him would be passively beaten.

Moreover, by setting aside and giving the monks time to prepare, they can use some powerful magical means.

With this in mind, the golden light on Jiangchuan's palm became even more dazzling.

Boom boom!

He slapped his palms one after another, and confronted Jian Guang with tit-for-tat.

The body of the ancient holy body is already strong, and Jiang Chuan's body has long been stronger after several transformations.

Jiang Chuan's confidence is the sword light emitted by magic weapons, and his body can also compete with him.

clang clang!

Jiang Chuan's flesh palms intersected with the sword light, and it made a crisp sound of singular iron.

There were also a series of sparks that collapsed, piercing several large stones around them.

Finally, the sword light that Zheng Zhiming used magic weapons to shoot was violently shattered by Jiangchuan, and became energy scattered in the air.

Zheng Zhiming's eyes were about to glar, and he couldn't stop breathing: "This body is actually comparable to a magic weapon."

This is not a flesh and blood body, it is clearly a human-shaped magic weapon that can take the initiative to attack and kill.

He could see clearly that after shattering his sword light, Jiang Chuan's hand skin was not broken, only a few red marks were left behind.

"I don't believe in your hands, and you can even take on magic weapons with your bare hands."

Zheng Zhiming was almost driven crazy, and his methods were more than that.

But Jiang Chuan was like a shadow and wanted to hit him with a terrible blow at any time. He had no time to activate his powerful magical powers.

The sword light flashed, and Zheng Zhiming waved the Liuyun Sword to kill Jiang Chuan.

Seeing that he could not get rid of Jiang Chuan, he stopped retreating and wanted to fight Jiang Chuan.

This is the confidence brought to him by Liuyun Sword, and the fact that good monks don’t act as bandits is enough to show that Zheng Zhiming has a fierce personality.

But soon, he found out that he had done a wrong move.

Jiang Chuan blasted out a heavy cannon fist, blasting the Liuyun Sword high.

There was a loud noise, as if the bells and big bells collided, and countless rocks were shaken into powder by the huge sound.

Yu Cai felt the eardrum tingling pain from afar, as if he was deaf and could not hear anything.

Zheng Zhiming's body trembled violently, and the Liuyun Sword almost flew out.

But he also saw hope. When he collided with the magic weapon, Jiang Chuan's fist was shaken out of cracks and blood flowed out.

Zheng Zhiming thought Jiang Chuan would be afraid of his magic weapon Liuyun Sword, but he was wrong again.

Instead, Jiang Chuan became more and more violent because he saw the redness.

His fist is as heavy as a mountain, his palm is as heavy as the earth, one punch is better than one punch, and one palm covers one palm.

After seven consecutive times, although his fists were covered in blood, Liuyun Sword was trembling with his heavy punch, and kept crying, and the light dimmed.

Of course, Zheng Zhiming was not feeling well. His hand holding the sword was also shaken and his flesh was bursting. He felt that his bones were about to be shaken away by the terrifying force.

Yu Cai looked at Jiang Chuan in horror, and his heart was filled with huge waves.

Zheng Zhiming, who killed his uncle, was actually suppressed by Jiang Chuan in such a way with magic weapons.

After another uncast Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palm, Zheng Zhiming's Liuyun Sword flew out of his hand and was hit far away by Jiangchuan's palm.

Seeing this, Yu Cai hurriedly ran to pick up the Liuyun Sword, for fear that Zheng Zhiming would recall it with a secret method.

"This man's bone!" Zheng Zhiming's eyes were shocked.

Although Jiang Chuan's hands were full of flesh and blood, his snow-white bones were exposed.

But his bones were harder than divine iron. After several collisions with magic weapons, no fragments were knocked down.

"die!"

At this moment, although Zheng Zhiming's Liuyun Sword was knocked away, his abdomen was filled with divine light, and something terrifying spread out.

Mana is like waves, and brilliance is like tides.

A stick-shaped thing that exudes colorful brilliance quickly poked out.

"This is his way!"

Jiang Chuan was shocked, Zheng Zhiming was indeed powerful, much stronger than Jin Hengyi and Wang Wenfeng.

He suffered so many heavy blows from him, but he was not seriously injured.

The Tao of monks is mysterious and powerful, and can be equated with their second life.

Generally, you will basically not use it until you work hard.

Because if you encounter a powerful magic weapon that breaks the Tao, you will be done with it.

Jiang Chuan was a little surprised to see that Zheng Zhiming could still release his own way in this situation.

At the critical moment, his mind stinged, as if he had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world.

That kind of destructive energy made the ancient holy body instinctively warn him of madness.

Jiang Chuan felt awe-inspiring in his heart and did not dare to get involved in Zheng Zhiming's words. He flashed sideways and avoided the way Zheng Zhiming called him quickly like a flash of lightning.

Puff!

A small hill behind was instantly penetrated by Zheng Zhiming's path, and two transparent holes appeared.

Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

The hills were like water flowing, and they were suddenly turned into powder after being penetrated by Zheng Zhiming's path.

Such a terrifying scene made Jiang Chuan's eyelids twitch and he kept breathing.

If this falls on your body, the ancient holy body will also kneel down.

No wonder the monks are so terrifying after they merge with the Tao. It is unreasonable to be in harmony with such a powerful thing.

After allowing Zheng Zhiming's Dao attack, Jiang Chuan once again performed very quickly and caught up with Zheng Zhiming.

His essence condensed and blew it out in the air, and a palm print was sealed on Zheng Zhiming's chest.

Zheng Zhiming's face turned red suddenly, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood back.

Jiang Chuan was too cautious and fast. Unexpectedly, Dao's attack failed to achieve success.

Seeing that Jiang Chuan was about to get entangled again, his thoughts flew back to Yuanhai.

"How many times can you attack with Tao?"

Jiang Chuan's grim smile made Zheng Zhiming's scalp numb.

The power of the commander's own Taoist attack is powerful, but it also consumes a lot of mana.

He cannot use such an attack all the time.

As long as you avoid the attack from Tao, Zheng Zhiming will use a cannon to hit mosquitoes.

It was also because the Imperial Envoy attacked once that he could not avoid Jiang Chuan and was beaten to vomit blood.

At this moment, Zheng Zhiming lit up his divine light and wanted to control the divine rainbow and fly up.

He was already afraid and dared not get entangled with Jiang Chuan again.

"Can you escape?"

Jiang Chuan was even faster, and Lingbo Weibu was exerted to the extreme and quickly approached Zheng Zhiming.

As he spoke, his palm power fell on Zheng Zhiming, destroying the divine light on his body, and knocking him down from the air.

After more than a dozen rounds, Zheng Zhiming's bones were broken and he was beaten into a dead dog by Jiang Chuan and lay on the ground, dying so hard that he could not die again.

Jiang Chuan began to touch the corpse, and soon he touched a mysterious method and a jade plate dressed in a ball of essence and blood.

However, the jade plate has dimly shined at this moment, and it is obviously scrapped.

"This thing should be what Zheng Zhiming used to track Yu Cai.

Judging from its complexity and these Taoist patterns, they were not refined by Zheng Zhiming at all."

Jiang Chuan was a little sorry. The system had no response to the jade plate, and it was obviously scrapped very thoroughly.

At this moment, Yu Cai walked over with Zheng Zhiming's Liuyun Sword in amazement.
Chapter completed!