Chapter 175: Magical weapons overcome martial arts

"What...what?!" Sister Yang was shocked at first, then shouted hysterically: "Then what are you still staying there? Run! Run quickly!"

"Do you want to run away? Unfortunately, it's too late." A cold voice suddenly came in from outside the guest room. Although the sound insulation of this guest room was very good, the unsound sound still came into Zhang Wenzhong's ears clearly.

"Stop!"

"Who are you?"

The shouts of two strong men in suits who were guarding outside the guest room where Zhang Wenzhong lived also sounded at the same time. Immediately afterwards, a loud "boom" suddenly echoed.

Countless wooden scraps and wood chips swept into the guest room. The luxurious solid wood door of the guest room instantly cracked into pieces. Two figures flew in from outside the door, landed on the ground and rolled twice, and stopped moving. These two figures were the two strong men in suits with mid-level cultivation sent by Yang Sanjie to guard Zhang Wenzhong's door. At this time, there were a little red sword marks at the center of their eyebrows, but no blood flowed out of them.

"A good move to point three stars in the sword, it can actually use sword energy to seal the wound so that the blood stasis cannot flow out. It seems that your attainment in swordsmanship has reached the level of perfection. It is no wonder that you can enter the realm of a heaven-level master." After looking at the two strong men in suits, Zhang Wenzhong knew that they were dead. He raised his head and looked at the door of the guest room.

At the door of the guest room, a middle-aged man as tall as a bamboo pole was standing proudly. A three-foot sword with a blue body was held by him in the backhand, and his whole body was filled with the temperament of a master.

"I didn't expect that you actually have some research on sword techniques." The middle-aged man said coldly, his two sharp eyes, like two sharp sword lights, shot straight at Zhang Wenzhong.

However, facing his gaze, Zhang Wenzhong was calm and relaxed without a trace of fear or retreat.

"It turns out that you are also a master of heaven. It's no wonder that my brother will die at your hands. It's rare for a master of heaven as young as you. In time, your achievements will be amazing. But unfortunately, you will never have the chance to grow again. Because today will be your death day." The middle-aged man is full of confidence in his cultivation. Although Zhang Wenzhong is also a master of heaven, he does not think that Zhang Wenzhong can defeat him. Looking at the counterfeit mobile phone at Zhang Wenzhong, he snorted coldly: "Are you making the phone call just now? Hum, I originally thought that Yang Dong'er's bitch is also here, so I can save some energy and catch you all in one place."

Zhang Wenzhong smiled indifferently and said, "You are quite confident."

"That's natural. I, Zong Lei, is a martial arts genius who is rare in a century!" The middle-aged man who claimed to be Zong Lei said proudly. However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Wenzhong had already bounced up and directly hit Zong Lei's heart with a cannon fist in Xinyi Liuhe Fist.

This cannon fist was extremely strong. Zhang Wenzhong was like a cannonball that had turned into a cannonball. With a bang, it instantly ejected into Zong Lei's body. The powerful fist wind had already broken the clothes in Zong Lei's heart. If his cultivation had not reached the heaven level, his muscles were as hard as iron, and he would have had an internal force to protect his body. Otherwise, his heart would have been sunk by Zhang Wenzhong's fierce fist wind.

"I'm so brave, I dared to sneak attack me. I originally wanted to keep you a whole body, but now I've changed my attention." Although I was suddenly attacked, Zong Lei was not panicked at all, but instead aroused a huge fighting spirit. Since he became sensible, he has practiced sword technique. As the saying goes, "Swords go light and sharp". The most important thing about sword technique is light and sharp body movements and steady and fast footwork. So, just as Zhang Wenzhong's fist was about to hit his heart, he turned his right foot as the axis and his body suddenly rotated ninety degrees to the left rear, and narrowly avoided Zhang Wenzhong's punch. At the same time, the three-foot sword held in his right hand suddenly raised it, with a sharp sword energy, slashing towards Zhang Wenzhong's left rib.

Although Zong Lei is arrogant, he does have the capital of arrogance. His dodge and counterattack in this moment are extremely exquisite and he deserves to be a master of heaven.

This sword is extremely sharp. If it is cut, even if Zhang Wenzhong's muscles are as hard as steel, they will not be able to withstand it and will be opened in an instant. In Zong Lei's opinion, Zhang Wenzhong must have to dodge his sword. As long as he dodges, he will gain the upper hand. At that time, if his continuous fast sword moves are used, even if Zhang Wenzhong is a heaven-level master, he can only be passively beaten and end up being killed on the spot.

However, what Zong Lei never expected was that Zhang Wenzhong did not dodge or avoid him when facing his sharp sword move. Instead, he turned his left foot as the axis and his body forward to the left front. At the same time, his right fist turned forward into a sweep, and swept thousands of troops with one stick technique toward him.

In this way, Zong Lei's sword no longer slashed towards Zhang Wenzhong's left rib, but directly slashed towards his chest.

"Don't dodge or avoid, do you want to die with me?" Zong Lei laughed without rushing, because what he was most afraid of was to compete with others for speed. What's more, this time he made a move in advance. He was completely sure that he could open Zhang Wenzhong's fist before he swept him.

Seeing that Zong Lei accelerated the speed of his sword slashing towards him, Zhang Wenzhong's mouth curled up with a sneer.

In the blink of an eye, the three-foot sword in Zong Lei slashed Zhang Wenzhong's chest. Zhang Wenzhong's fist was still one punch away from Zong Lei.

Until now, Zhang Wenzhong still had no intention of dodging.

"Hehe... you're dead!" Zong Lei suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of excitement in his heart. Because this was his first time fighting against a heaven-level master, and it was also his first time to kill a heaven-level master.

For Zong Lei, this is a memorable moment.

The three-foot sword slashed Zhang Wenzhong's chest.

At this critical moment, a light green light suddenly bloomed on Zhang Wenzhong's neck. Then, a green jade shield suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Wenzhong's chest, barely blocking the three-foot sword that Zong Lei slashed.

"What is this?!" Zong Lei's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked.

The sword that Zong Lei slashed out was far stronger than the bullets fired by the sniper rifle. This jade shield only made his three-foot sword pause, and in the crisp sound of "bang, bang", it turned into countless jade scraps and jade chips, scattered on the ground.

At the same time, the jade pendant hanging on Zhang Wenzhong's neck also cracked in an instant, turning into jade residue and scattered.

Although the sword that Zong Lei cut out was paused for a very short time, Zhang Wenzhong's fist had already swept across his body in this short time.

The power contained in this punch was extremely strong. Even though Zong Lei had the heavenly level of cultivation, he broke several ribs in an instant, and a ball of blood was spewing out when he opened his mouth. He had a lot of practical experience and did not stay to resist the injury. Instead, he followed the force of Zhang Wenzhong's punch and retreated to the left rear. His back suddenly leaned against the luxurious solid wood door of the guest room opposite the left side of the guest room where Zhang Wenzhong lived, and removed part of the force that Zhang Wenzhong swept on him onto the solid wood door.

The solid wood door he leaned against shattered, turning into countless wood scraps and chips, flying everywhere.

Even though he removed part of the force, the remaining force in his body still made Zong Lei feel in pain, and he opened his mouth and sprayed out a ball of blood again.

Zong Lei knew very well that he could no longer fight with Zhang Wenzhong with a heavy reward. What's more, he didn't know what the origin of the jade shield that appeared in front of Zhang Wenzhong just now and blocked his sword for him. If every sword he could not hurt him, then if he continued to fight with him, he would have to end in failure.

So, Zong Lei turned around and wanted to run away. Although he was injured, his identity was not affected at all. He still ran as fast as a ghost.

Zhang Wenzhong, who had just gained the upper hand after abandoning a protective jade pendant, naturally refused to let him escape like this. Because a heaven-level master is far more difficult to entangle than a earth-level master.

Seeing Zong Lei running at an extremely fast speed, Zhang Wenzhong raised his right hand and, among the string of sandalwood rosary on his wrist, a rosary shot towards Zong Lei immediately.

"Do you want to sneak attack me with a hidden weapon?" Even though he was facing away from Zhang Wenzhong, Zong Lei was still very familiar with the situation behind him. He felt that the "hidden weapon" released by Zhang Wenzhong was about to hit his back. He used a "Su Qin back sword" with a crisp sound, blocking the "hidden weapon" attacking from behind.

However, before Zong Lei could breathe a sigh of relief, the "hidden weapon" exploded. A ball of burning flames rushed to him along the three-foot sword, instantly burning all his clothes. At the same time, the strong impact force generated by the explosion also made him chaotic and fall forward to the ground.

Zong Lei was also a person who was relaxed. Without hesitation, he pulled off the burning clothes on his body, and bounced up naked, and continued to run forward.

"This guy is not a warrior, he is the legendary cultivator!"

As a master who is fully cultivated by the Zong family, Zong Lei naturally reads about the deeds of cultivators in the secret books of the Zong family. However, he had never believed that there were cultivators in this world before. He believed that the books hidden in the family were simply stories of gods and monsters created by his ancestors when they were bored. But today, he believed that there were cultivators in this world. Because of the strange jade shield, and the hidden weapon that can explode and has a strong explosion power, all of them are the armor and weapons used by cultivators mentioned in the secret books of the family.

Zong Lei knew that when he was not injured, he might be able to fight with the cultivator. But now, he was injured, so he could only run away quickly.

However, just as Zong Lei jumped up, two green lights suddenly appeared in front of him.

If it were at its peak, Zong Lei might have been able to avoid these two green lights. But now, Zong Lei, who was seriously injured and still in shock, had no time to dodge, and was stabbed into Tan Zhong and Juque's acupoints by these two green lights.

A bone-broken chill instantly hit Zong Lei's whole body.
Chapter completed!