Chapter 54 Abolish the Horse Punishment!

Only the doorkeeper Yan Ming showed a look of shock in his eyes. He said in a low voice:

"It's the internal force!"

Master Yan is still very powerful. With his ancestral inheritance, superb qualifications, deep inner strength and smart brain, he was the first to react in this situation.

There is nothing wrong with this sound. This sound is not the sound of bone dislocation, but Jing Ping's internal force, the internal strength in the body rushing, and the sound through the body!

When the internal force is running, it can actually make the sound of bone variation. It can be imagined that Jing Ping's transportation power has reached such a fierce level!

At the moment when Master Yan was shocked, a loud voice broke out.

"Wo-hoo-bang!" The air in the whole Zhenwu Hall seemed to be emptied. There was a sound of collision. Jing Ping grabbed it with one hand, just like the popularity in the starry sky. He was so fast that he grabbed the palms of Ma Xing.

With just one hand, it resisted the overwhelming momentum and domineering attack of Ma Xing.

At the moment when Ma Xing's hands were caught, they felt relieved, as if the sun had reappeared, emitting warm sunshine.

"The first move." Jing Ping said something lightly.

"The wind and thunder are rising!" After Ma Xing was grabbed by Jing Ping's hands again, he did not look depressed, but shouted loudly. With the strength of his hands grasped by Jing Ping, he suddenly turned his body and broke free from Jing Ping's shackles. His whole body hung upside down in the air. At the same time, his palms were suddenly covered and hit straight to Jing Ping's forehead. The wind was so strong that it made people smell The sound changes color.

Jing Ping was still motionless. He turned his palm, and the crackling sound all over his body was shocked again.

Ma Xing's palms were caught by Jing Ping again. After grabbing his palms, Jing Ping's only force directly threw Ma Xing's whole person out, just like throwing a stone.

"The second move." Jing Ping said lightly.

The horse was thrown out, and his pupils suddenly shrank, looked at the pillars in the hall, and stepped on his legs, "Wo!" With a sound, like a falcon's prey in the sky, with the strength of this kick, his arms opened again in the air, his hands became claws, and he grabbed Jing Ping's shoulders, and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Deadly wind and thunder!"

This time, Jing Ping finally moved. Seeing the turbulent momentum of the other party, Jing Ping took three steps forward. At the same time, he directly dodged the other party's attack range on one side of his body. At the same time, his shoulder was slightly pushed, and the whole body was pushed into the air.

"Three moves!" Jing Ping's words stopped suddenly, and his footsteps turned, and his figure disappeared in an instant. With a flash again, he was already standing next to the horse in the air.

"A move for me." A word came. Jing Ping said four words before Ma Xing landed. At the same time, his whole body stood upright, shook his palm, and directly slapped Ma Xing.

When he said this, his voice was calm, not the kind of loud and domineering sound, but everyone present could hear it clearly, as if the sound spread across time and space, covering the whole Zhenwu Hall.

His palm looks nothing, ordinary, but it already contains Jing Ping's 18 layers of inner strength.

Boom!

The horse torture in the air finally felt the power contained in this palm.

His three moves were solved by Jing Ping in a row. His arms collided, and it seemed that he had hit the iron mountain. He could not move an inch. The cover pressure of his palms in the air was also easily grasped by the other party's hands and threw them out. Finally, his palm was changed to grabbing, but the other party stepped out of the attack direction three steps in a row, and the other party's shoulder hit him. On his body, like a huge ball, it was directly bounced away, but the power of the other party's rebound was not fierce. He was very disappointed and was thinking about how to take the other party's move, but he didn't expect that Jing Ping had already stood beside him and hurried out of his palm in shock, but he didn't expect Jing Ping to push out a palm, and His palms collided with each other.

Jing Ping's palm is not wide, a few laps smaller than Ma Xing, but it is this seemingly small palm that seems to have the most powerful power between heaven and earth.

What made Ma Xing feel even more terrible was that at this moment, Jing Ping's palm seemed to squeeze out all the air around his body, making a vacuum zone formed around him in the air.

He also seems to feel a lot of air loss in his lungs, and his body has a feeling of suffocation.

He never thought that Jing Ping's palm could achieve such an effect.

At this time, Jing Ping's palm was so stressed that his breathing could not be changed at all. At the same time, he could not change his strength to jump and dodge. Originally, he was in the air. How could he dodge?

This palm has no other way but hard contact.

Ha!

In Ma Xing's head, he forgot everything, and his body suddenly turned, as if the giant eagle had turned over in the air. At the same time, it was also a single palm clapping, hitting in the air, and fiercely blocking Jing Ping's palm.

At the moment when his palms touched, Ma Xing only felt that his body was not under his jurisdiction, and his body in the air was completely blown out like a cannonball.

He felt like an arrow. After being touched, he bent his bow and shot it out.

Boom!

In everyone's eyes, the horse torture in the air disappeared directly.

It was not until the sound appeared that everyone looked at the iron gate of Zhenwu Hall.

And the horse torture, the whole person is inlaid on the iron gate.

Cough, cough, cough, a cough came. Ma Xing tried his best to move his body and shook down from the cave of the iron gate.

"Puff!" A large mouthful of blood spewed out of Ma Xing's mouth, and then spit out a few mouthfuls in a row.

When everyone present looked at such a scene, they were all silent.

Ma Xing sat on the ground of the Zhenwu Hall like this, regardless of his continuous vomiting of blood. He just looked at Jing Ping with two eyes and expressionless with his hands on his back.

"Your kung fu is very good, and you have played well. Unfortunately, if you can improve your level a little, maybe you can really resist my move." Jing Ping's voice came from Ma Xing's ears.

"Your inner strength has been ruined by my palm. Do you have any complaints?" Jing Ping asked.

Ma Xing stared at Jing Ping like a god, and there was a trance in his eyes, including confusion, sadness, pain and hatred, but in the end, it finally calmed down.

He lowered his head, which had been raised before, moved his lips slightly, and said quietly, "I didn't."

Jing Ping looked at the once majestic horse torture. At this time, he was more like an ordinary old man in a mountain village, which made people sigh.

"I won't kill you. You can take care of yourself."

Jing Ping shook his head, turned his footsteps, turned around, and never looked at Ma Xing again.

Just one move, just one move, the magnificent horse punishment was defeated by Jing Ping, which was not expected by everyone present.

Because of the long roar and posture of Ma Xing, the momentum shown is really too thrilling. Almost everyone believes that even if Jing Ping is the internal strength of the 18th floor, he has to defeat the right guard of the true martial arts at any cost. The manager of Xing Gu will have to spend a lot of tampers.

After all, the name and strength of Ma Xing is there.

However, Jing Ping is Jing Ping, and strength is strength. Even if he doesn't rely on spells and relies on his own internal strength alone, Jing Ping is also invincible in Zhenwumen.

"Brother Ma!"

At this moment, a voice of concern came out.

The speaker is Ma Jiang, the younger brother of Ma Xing and one of the eight elders.

The man rushed out of his seat directly and came to Ma Xing's side like lightning.

"Brother! Your inner strength! Your kung fu! Jing Ping! You bully the teacher and destroy the ancestors! You deserve to die!"

The middle-aged man, with a sad and angry face, suddenly stood up and roared at Jing Ping.

When Jing Ping heard this, he immediately turned his eyes to the middle-aged man.

"Ma Jiang, Elder Ma!"

When Jing Ping looked at the middle-aged man again, he said a name in his mouth.

"Jing Ping!"

Under Jing Ping's gaze, this middle-aged man suddenly straightened his body and ran violently all over his body. The skin on his face was blood-red, and his hair moved randomly. His whole body seemed to turn into an angry lion, staring at Jing Ping.

At the same time, he also shouted out Jing Pingdi's name. In the face of anger and grief, he forgot his fear and couldn't wait to swallow Jing Ping's person.