Chapter 161 The Magic of Mingyu Gong

A loud bang!

The carriage was smashed directly...

Dong Long's huge figure had already rolled out from inside, fell to the ground in a mess, and rolled for several weeks before he barely stopped his decline.

But compared to his previous rampage, he was already extremely miserable at this time, with blood flowing from his chest, and a green sword stuck in his body until the handle was gone. The blood dyed his body red, and his fists showed the white bones inside, trembling, and he couldn't control it at all!

He got up from the ground tremblingly, with a look of fear on his face as if he had seen a natural enemy.

"Boss... Boss?!"

Pockmarked screamed, when had he ever seen his boss so embarrassed?

"Hurry... Save me!"

Dong Long screamed in fear.

And at this time...

A figure slowly walked out of the big hole hit by Dong Long.

It was still the same delicate face, but it would no longer be mistaken for a woman. The delicate cheeks were covered with blood, and the hands were also covered with blood. It was unclear whether it was his own or the enemy's... He just walked out slowly.

Because he was young and had not fully grown up, he looked like a demon god when he walked slowly.

"Ah~~~ Don't come over!!!"

Dong Long screamed, with a look of horror on his face.

He was really scared of being beaten.

In terms of the strength of the two, he actually had the upper hand, only because the opponent's level of martial arts was much higher than his, and because of his chest injury, he could let this weird guy take advantage and fight against him for a while.

Dong Long thought that if he fought to the end, he would definitely be the winner. After all, the surging true energy like the sea, and the way of using it, was too wasteful. It would definitely be exhausted soon. Wouldn't he be at his mercy at that time?

But who would have thought that the two would fight each other with dozens of punches.

Each punch gathered all their own strength, and the collision of their bodies made their fists splatter with blood...

But in the end, Dong Long felt that his true energy was gradually exhausted, while the opponent's true energy was like the sea, wave after wave, and there was no sign of weakening. It was obviously a wasteful use, why did he have so much true energy? It seemed endless.

Dong Long became more and more afraid as he fought. From the previous punches that could gain the upper hand, to the two gradually equalizing, and then to the end...

He could not keep up with the strength of the opponent's true energy.

In the last punch, Dong Long's true energy could not even protect his fist. Su Jing directly hit him and broke his hand bones, exposing all the white bones. If he had not been alert and used the opponent's true energy to fly backwards, he would have been killed silently in the carriage at this moment.

Dong Long was really scared this time.

A crazy fighting style, and the almost never-diminishing Qi...

How could there be such a terrible person in the world?

How could I provoke such a terrible person?

Su Jing took a deep breath. After fighting for so long, the Qi in his body was still abundant, without any signs of weakness. Except for the pain in his hands, he was still in the best condition at this time, without any consumption.

Mingyu Gong is indeed the best martial art for attrition warfare. As long as the opponent's Qi cannot crush you, as long as you continue to fight, the opponent's Qi will become less and less, while your Qi will never decrease. When you practice more deeply in the future, your Qi will become more and more...

Mingyu Gong can be ranked as an innate martial art, but it does not have the unique characteristics of other martial arts. Isn't the only thing that can be praised for it the so-called Qi that never decreases?

Su Jing walked over slowly with a leisurely look on his face and asked, "Boss Dong, do you still want to sell me now?"

"Don't come over!"

The shrill scream was like a little girl being molested. The leader of the caravan couldn't help but scream with sobs in fear. His hands were numb and his tendons were almost completely destroyed by the Seven Wounds Fist. He couldn't use them anymore and couldn't stand up. He had to crawl back slowly on the ground. Looking at Su Jing, he looked like a devil from hell!

Seeing Ma Zi and others, Dong Long seemed to see a savior and shouted, "Quick! Help me kill this guy!"

"Ah?"

Ma Zi and others looked at Su Jing in shock. Although they knew that this guy's strength might be stronger than they imagined, after all, Dong Long had many years of power. For a moment, they heard Dong Long's order...

"Kill!!!"

The two guards each held a sword and rushed towards Su Jing shouting.

The sharp swords and sabers instantly surrounded Su Jing on both sides...

Su Jing curled his lips and showed a contemptuous smile on his face.

Reaching out...

Without seeing how he did it, everyone only felt a flash before their eyes. The two guards who rushed forward with swords and knives, the one holding the big knife chopped the neck of his companion beside him, and the long sword in the hand of the companion stabbed straight into the heart of the man holding the big knife.

The two of them were in a situation where they died together.

!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

"What... what kind of weird magic is this?"

Everyone's face showed a look of horror.

This time, even Ma Zi, who was about to step forward, took back his steps unconsciously and shouted in shock: "Are you a human or a ghost? What kind of magic do you use?"

"What kind of magic do I use? Come and try it, and you will know."

Su Jing smiled and walked forward slowly.

Although there was only one person, Dong Long's miserable condition had already been seen by everyone. In addition, the two guards who died inexplicably before were also strong and powerful. At this time, Su Jing's pressure was so strong that the more than 20 guards retreated in panic, and they were afraid to face Su Jing.

One person scared more than 20 people.

Jiang Su Rou and Zhang Qing Wan looked at each other and saw the surprise and surprise in each other's eyes. He... this mysterious boy actually defeated Dong Long, and even beat him so hard that he had completely lost his fighting spirit!

Especially Zhang Qingwan, who was about to face her most tragic fate, but she didn't expect such a sudden change. This magical boy saved her!

She was surprised and said: "He...he actually defeated Dong Long?! He saved us?"

Jiang Surou was startled and whispered: "Sister Zhang, don't talk too much!"

"What?"

Zhang Qingwan was startled, and reacted instinctively and quickly shut up.

But at this time, her voice had attracted everyone's attention!

Ma Zi's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Zhang Qingwan's side, kicked Jiang Su Rou aside, held Zhang Qingwan in his arms, and shouted: "Don't come over here, if you dare to move again, I will kill this woman!"

"That's right!"

The remaining more than 20 guards also reacted and shouted: "Quick, capture the hostages!"

Nearly a hundred women were immediately caught, and more than 20 guards each grabbed one and shouted: "Don't come over here, if you come over again, I will kill them!"

"Kill... What do they have to do with me?"

Su Jing's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about the lives of these women at all!