When he reached the sub-king level, it made no difference whether he used a weapon or not. Zhang Qingzheng faced another drought demon with his bare hands and punched it head-on. There was a muffled sound. Zhang Qingzheng's footsteps were thudding and he took four or five steps back. The drought demon only took two steps back and was roaring up to the sky. "How is this thing refined?" Zhang Qingzheng was filled with deep curiosity. This Hanbao's explosive power and attack power are much stronger than those of sub-king level masters. Of course, he is only talking about ordinary sub-king level masters. For a master, a master who used boxing as a guide and practiced to the sub-king level by force, the strength of this drought demon is not enough. Zhang Qingzheng slowly adjusted his breathing and performed Bagua steps. Most of the Yin Sect's martial arts skills are based on footwork. Not only the Yin Sect, but also the martial arts of most Taoist sects in the Central Plains are based on footwork and supplemented by boxing. For example, the Bagua Sect's Wandering Dragon Step, Wudang Sect's Seven Star Step, This is the case. In ancient times, those who were proficient in Qimen Dunjia could even dodge thousands of arrows by using their spread footwork. During the Song Dynasty, a Quanzhen disciple went to the Mongolian military camp alone to try to persuade the Mongolian army to retreat. With the Mongolian army's cavalry and shooting capabilities, this Quanzhen disciple was able to avoid the hail of bullets and arrows, which deeply shocked him. Mongol army. This is the power of footwork. In ancient boxing language, there is also a saying that you should teach boxing, not footwork, but teach footwork to beat the master. Zhang Qingzheng¡¯s steps are called Yu steps. It is a unique step method derived from the movement patterns and trajectories of heaven, earth, sun and moon. If used late at night, it can even blend with the moonlight to achieve the effect of invisible walking. The so-called Hidden Step is a relatively profound magic among the Five Elements Jutsu. In ancient times, a Japanese once saw an expert perform the Hidden Step, and was astonished. After he returned to Japan, he founded Ninjutsu. Zhang Qingzheng's footwork suddenly turned into three people in the field. The three figures were not far apart, but they merged and dispersed with each other. It was so magical. Although Zhang Qingzheng has sub-king-level strength, the martial arts skills he possesses are not martial arts moves. The Yin Sect is not a boxing sect, and its own moves have no lethality. At the moment, Zhang Qingzheng can only use his footwork to dodge Hanbao's attacks, give Hanbao a few cold blows, grab, hit, or poke, all of which are Hanbao's key points. Mo Songran sat back on the throne and looked at the battle in the field with ease. While watching Zhang Qingzheng fighting Hanba, he said with a smile: "Junior brother, how about ending the grudges back then? Senior brother, all my plans now Everything is complete. With your help, this plan will be even more perfect." Zhang Qingzheng listened very carefully to Mo Songran's previous conversation with Eugene Biao and others. He ducked behind Han Ba ??and took advantage of Han Ba. Before his old strength was regenerated, he slapped Han Ba ??seven or eight meters away with one palm, and said coldly: "Mo Songran, although I can't tell my fortune, but don't think about it, do you have the destiny of being an emperor?" Zhang Qingzheng took a few steps back and continued: "Since you can't tell your own fortune, then I will tell you your fortune. You are born without the destiny of a prince, general or prime minister. If you insist on it, you will be punished by God!" I don't know Zhang! Qingzheng really gave it up, it was still nonsense, but he finally achieved his goal. As soon as he heard Zhang Qingzheng's 'curse', Mo Songran's expression suddenly changed. It was fine for others to say this, but who is Zhang Qingzheng? ? The leader of the largest Qi Sect Hidden Sect in the Central Plains has an incredible status. Mo Songran said with a sinister smile: "Then let me do the math for Junior Brother. You have dark eyebrows and a red pimple under the right corner of your mouth. This is an impending external disaster. Today is the day you die!" "It's not certain who will die!" !" Zhang Qingzheng, who had been dodging Lengzi before taking action, was unable to move in the face of the Hanbao's attack. After he shouted this, his body suddenly dived forward and rushed towards the Hanbao. Mo Songran's eyes flashed with joy. What he was most afraid of was Zhang Qingzheng dodging blindly. He knew that the yin and yang of the Yin Sect's Yubu complemented each other. Even if he spent a whole day, Zhang Qingzheng would not feel the slightest fatigue. Not tired, but Han Bao couldn't bear it. The action of Hanba is completely driven by evil spirits. It is like a toy. It needs to be recharged every time it is used for a period of time. Every three hours Hanba fights, he must re-absorb the evil energy of a day and night. When Zhang Qingzheng was about to approach Hanba, a piece of jade suddenly appeared in his right hand. As soon as Mo Songran saw the shape of the jade clearly, he was shocked and said: "Yin Yuan Jade is indeed in your hand!" Yin Yuan Jade is the sect of the Yin Sect. The main token itself is just an ordinary piece of high-quality jade, but after being cultivated by successive sect masters, this piece of jade has become a bit spiritual. Everything in the world is psychic, whether it is humans, animals or jade artifacts. If they often Being nourished by vitality or evil spirits will naturally open up a little spirituality. After being cultivated by successive sect owners, this piece of jade has becomeAs a very powerful magic weapon, only the sect leader has always been qualified to possess it. The reason why Mo Songran did not want to kill Zhang Qingzheng back then was because he wanted to find the Yin Yuan Jade. Unfortunately, Mo Songran returned to Chongqing. , an incident happened in Chongqing where a leader of the Northeast Army imprisoned his boss. Mo Songran was unable to report to this boss and could only stay in Chongqing. When he wanted to enter the imperial mausoleum again, it was difficult to find the place where Zhang Qingzheng was imprisoned. , because these rooms will slowly adjust themselves every three years, the entire imperial mausoleum is equivalent to being made into a clock. As long as the gear teeth move, the entire imperial mausoleum will slowly move accordingly. "Ouch!!!" Zhang Qingzheng is also a ruthless character. He crushed the Yin Yuan Jade in his hand without even thinking about it. Suddenly, the Yin Yuan Jade burst out into a red mist and instantly enveloped the drought demon. in it. "No!" Mo Songran could no longer remain calm. He watched the sect's treasure being destroyed in front of him. No matter how good his mentality was, he couldn't bear it at this moment. "Destroy the objects inside the door! You deserve to die!" Mo Songran roared and pounced on Zhang Qingzheng. At this time, the red mist surrounding Hanba's body had dissipated, exposing Hanba lying on the ground with his whole body rotting. This drought demon has now become a simple corpse, and it is no longer as ferocious as before. The mist contained in the Yin Yuan Jade is all the essence of vitality. It doesn't matter if ordinary people touch it, but if something with evil spirits touches the mist hidden inside the Yin Yuan Jade, the body will not be able to bear it. Han Bao had just become a corpse, and Mo Songran's attack arrived. Over the years, Mo Songran also systematically learned many internal boxing techniques. During the Republic of China, it was difficult to learn real internal boxing. First of all, the master It's hard to find, and secondly, even if you find a master, he will deliberately keep it secret, so you won't learn the real skills at all. "The Black Evil Palm is no longer effective against me." After crushing the Yin Yuan Jade, Zhang Qingzheng still had a large amount of mist residue on his hand. These mist were the essence of vitality. After just one palm strike with Mo Songran, Zhang Qingzheng was It can be felt that the attack power of the Black Evil Palm has dropped sharply. Mo Songran¡¯s only strength is energy transformation, and the Black Palm did not have the expected effect, which directly caused Mo Songran to suffer a hidden loss in the previous confrontation. With a pop, Mo Songran's body flew out like a kite with its string cut off. "Today is the day you die." Zhang Qingzheng said coldly. Mo Songran slapped his hands on the ground, and when he was about to land, he straightened up seemingly coherently. Mo Songran chuckled and said, "Junior brother, you were defeated by caution back then, and it's still the same today." Zhang Qingzheng Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from the back of his head. Time did not allow Zhang Qingzheng to think too much. He turned around without thinking and raised his hand to try to resist Mo Songran's attack. "What?" Zhang Qingzheng's expression suddenly changed when he saw the 'person' who was attacking him clearly. The 'person' in front of him was actually the first drought demon he had sealed with a talisman. Zhang Qingzheng lost his best opportunity due to his brief absence of concentration. Amidst the sharp sound of breaking through the air, Hanbao's right arm hit Zhang Qingzheng's shoulder heavily. "How is it possible?" The question was still echoing in Zhang Qingzheng's mind at the moment he fell. How could the Hanbao he tied up with a talisman break free? Mo Songran seemed to have known this for a long time. He laughed loudly and said: "Junior brother, times are progressing. Gone are the days when talismans can imprison evil spirits in anyone's body. How about it? The secret method in Pingdi Yuanyan is not bad. Right? "This is the method in Pingdi Yuanyan? Zhang Qingzheng received a punch from Han Ba, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, and his heart was filled with despair. Han Ba¡¯s punches weighed a thousand kilograms. If Zhang Qingzheng hadn¡¯t been baptized by the Qi Entrainment Technique and his muscles had become very strong, he would have been killed by that blow just now. This is a duel between sub-king-level masters. If you don't move, the winner will be determined by one move. There are many martial arts movies on TV, in which two masters fight and fight together, run and run, fight and fight again, and run and run, as if they have to fight for forty minutes before giving up. In fact, this kind of scene is the only one. Only king-level experts can do it. A king-level powerhouse has the ability to predict danger and can avoid danger at the smallest difference. When two king-level powerhouses fight, they can predict each other's danger and avoid each other. This in itself is difficult to determine the winner, especially when King-level experts also have the ability to fly over walls and fly over walls, and their physical agility and explosive power have been developed to the extreme. As for the sub-king-level powerhouse, the attack power and defense power are not directly proportional at all. The so-called defense power, strictly speaking, is reaction power - premonition and physical strength. The attack of a sub-king-level powerhouse is comparable to that of a king-level powerhouse, but the defense power cannot keep up. Therefore, when a sub-king-level powerhouse fights, both sides will be injured at every turn. Mo Songran lifted Zhang Qingzheng up and sneered: "Junior brother, why are you doing this? There is a huge gap of a hundred years between us, how can you compare with me?" Mo Songran left Zhang Qingzheng in the On the ground, he said to the communication watch and mobile phone on his wrist: "Come in." After a while, Eugene Biao and his daughter and Fan Shoujin hurried in. Not far behind them, there were more than 20 real guns. Live family guard. In such an ancient village, there are actually guards carrying guns. It feels strange to see it. ¡°Ring, ring, ring¡ª¡± Eugene Biao and Fan Shoujin had just tied up Zhang Qingzheng, who was unable to move, when the cell phone in Zhang Qingzheng¡¯s arms started ringing. Fan Shoujin is a very curious person. He picked up the phone without any consideration. He only glanced at the number displayed on the phone and Fan Shoujin was so frightened that he shivered. He threw his phone to the ground, pointed at it and said in a trembling voice: "Master, this person - this person is the one who tried to save Fan Ling!"