Chapter 473 The Battle of Return

Yun Zheng wondered why Lin Baozi disappeared. Didn't he leave without saying goodbye? In order to fulfill the promise you made yesterday that you would admit defeat? But he didn't say clearly that this is not like what Lin Baozi can do with his temper.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the aggressiveness of the four disciples of Lin Baozi and said lightly, "Master Lin has disciples like you. I'm really not worth it."

A disciple of Baihutang pulled out his knife and led the disciple said, "What are you talking about? Can you say it again?"

His reaction was a little unexpected. Yun Zheng was suspicious and couldn't help looking at him a few more times. The man's eyes flashed and subconsciously stepped back half a step.

At this time, the monks of Tianwu Temple rushed with their fingers and separated the people of Yunzheng and the White Tiger Hall. Shen Ku Zen shouted, "They said that they had harmed your master. What about the evidence?"

A disciple of Lin Baozi asked, "My surname is Yun. Yesterday, Master said that he went out to visit you. Of course, our disciples should follow, but the master won't let him. If he goes out, he will meet old friends, and there is no need to stir up the masses. We said that the day is a struggle. The surnamed Yun is your opponent, and it is better to be more cautious. The master said that Yun Shao is rare in the world, and how can it harm people? Let us all go back, and he went out to visit the surnamed Yun alone. However, the master did not return overnight. In the morning, we were anxious and searched the mountains and forests around the Zen room, but we did not see Master. Yun, you must have poisoned the master. Do you think, will you admit it?"

The eldest prince came over under the protection of the warrior and asked Yun Zheng, "Yun Hufa, he said that Master Lin visited you last night, but is it true?"

Yun Zheng said, "I'm old with Lin Baozi. He came to me for tea to catch up with me. It didn't take long to leave. I don't know if I didn't go back."

The eldest prince thought about it and said, "There are multiple guards at the entrance and exit of the secret place of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion of Tianwu Temple. It is absolutely impossible for Master Lin to leave the secret place. He must be in this secret place. Or, if he goes out to practice at night, something may have gone wrong. Just send someone out to look for it." He called his warriors, called several teams of people, and dozens of Tianwu Temple monks, and began to look around in the secret place of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

People from other sects are waiting in place in the viewing table, and the Tianwu struggle that should have begun had to be temporarily stopped. Everything is decided by the news of return.

After looking for nearly an hour, people from all walks of life reported that they couldn't find it one after another. Lin Baozi just disappeared out of thin air. The disciples of Baihu Hall shouted and made a lot of noise.

Finally, after discussing with the eldest prince for a while, the eldest prince comforted the disciples of Baihutang and said that he would continue to look for the whereabouts of the leopard. If it was true as they said, no matter who the leopard was killed, he would make the decision for the white tiger hall and return justice to them. But before the matter comes to light, you can't wrong anyone casually, and the Tianwu struggle will continue.

The eldest prince made a decision. Since Lin Baozi disappeared, there were only four people left in today's competition. The competition between Yu Feilong and Shen Ku Zen remained unchanged. Yun Zheng's game against Lin Baozi was changed from Dongfang Tianjiao, who was originally empty.

Yun Zheng vs. Dongfang Tianjiao, the first game.

Originally, Honglian and other women thought that this was the conspiracy of the eldest prince and Shen Ku Zen and others, but Yun Zheng said that the battle with Dongfang Tianjiao would come sooner or later, so it would be better to decide the world.

Dongfang Tianjiao, dressed in a white robe, swept up the ring, stood in the corner of the ring opposite Yunzheng, and said coldly, "The Yunmeng Leize's account should have been settled four years ago. I wanted you to live another day, but I didn't expect that God didn't want you to die under my gun today. Then you Just die early and be reincarnated early."

Yun Zheng said, "Dongfang Tianjiao, people are valuable and self-knowledgeable. Four years ago, what was your cultivation level in Yunmeng Leize? In a blink of an eye, you made rapid progress. With the help of the power of martial arts passed down to you by others, you have gained a great reputation in just a few years. Isn't this the work of greed? Today, I won't kill you. I just take back what shouldn't belong to you and return your original face.

Dongfang Tianjiao snorted, "Surnamed Yun, I don't understand what you're talking about. Let's see the true chapter in martial arts." As she spoke, she stimulated the soul of the golden lotus in the spiritual mansion. With a cry, a heavenly treasure golden lotus was born from her feet, and the golden flame shone, surrounding her whole body. At the same time, the golden lotus armor was hung all over her body, and a golden lotus long gun was also held in her palm.

Ten thousand years ago, Jinlian Zhanji passed down two branches, one is the Oriental family, the other is the Sunday magic skill of Tianwu Temple, and the shooting skills of the Oriental family are also passed down from Jinlian Zhanji. Dongfang Tianjiao's cultivation is not weak, and she has also obtained the fusion of the soul of Jinlian Zhanji, so her cultivation has grown rapidly. She stepped on the golden lotus and rushed to Yunzheng, and stabbed the Sunday golden gun.

The Sunday golden gun broke through the air and roared, and a group of Sunday divine fire flashed in the head of the gun, dazzling, with wind and clouds surging within a radius of three feet, and momentum surging.

This is the Sunday magic power of this Tianwu Temple! Including Shenku Zen, all the holy monks of Tianwu Temple showed a surprised look. The martial power stimulated by Dongfang Tianjiao looks like the sun god power that Tianwu Temple is proud of the world. This couldn't help but surprise them. For a moment, they even suspected that she had secretly learned the martial arts secret scroll of Tianwu Temple.

Yunzheng is steady and motionless. According to the thunder and fire seeds in the martial soul wheel, the thunder surged in his body, and the clothes were urged by the strength to swing without wind, and the hunting sounded.

"Tianwu fights and is not allowed to use divine inscriptions. I see what you rely on to survive." Dongfang Tianjiao mocked and said that the golden lotus hovered and dragged her close to Yunzheng. On Sunday, the golden gun came endlessly. She shook it casually and turned into nine gun flowers. Then it was already golden light all over the sky. A little gun fell like rain, which had trapped the clouds in it. The air was torn by the light of the gun, and the force exploded, and the sound of bursting was like thunder.

The masters of goods on the viewing table stood up almost at the same time, which was extremely surprised. This is the top level of eight-stage attack, eight-stage nine stars, and another step is nine-stage return to the original strength. Even the eldest prince and Shenku Chanyu Feilong and others were shocked. No wonder Dongfang Tianjiao is very arrogant. This realm of cultivation is about to reach the sky. Of course, they have arrogant capital.

Tens of thousands of guns fell, and their eyes were full of golden light.

Yun Zheng moved, stepped out, and a colorless light flashed out of his body. His whole body turned into a reinforced iron bone-like skeleton. The colorless light hovered outside his body, forming a thick light armor. At that moment, he brought the feeling of being extremely strong and domineering.

Steel iron bone!

The power of the holy martial arts war soul.

Boom!

With a loud noise, thousands of golden guns fell outside the transparent light armor and were broken and flew upside down, like a golden flower in full bloom. Yun Zheng's palms waved, condensing thunder and power in the golden light, and the air was suddenly filled with cold water vapor.

Yun Zheng's palms are patted, the thunder is stimulated, and the seven waves of the divine sea are Stacked!

The violent colorless thunder set off a frenzy of attack, and instantly tore off the golden net under the sun's golden gun, and the golden light collapsed everywhere. The colorless thunder bombarded Dongfang Tianjiao one by one, forcing her to collect her guns and defend herself with the flames released by the golden lotus on Sunday under her feet. She was retreated step by seven thunderbolts to the edge of her starting ring.

Silence is a dead silence. The practitioners in the battle table were stunned. They had never seen the eight-stage practitioners condense such a violent martial arts attack. Obviously, they were not out of the category of the eight-stage attack, but their combat power exceeded the eight-stage nine stars of Dongfang Tianjiao. Where did the extra power come from?

Naturally, they can't imagine the power of the soul of the God of War possessed by Yun Zheng, but the performance of Yun Zheng and Dongfang Tianjiao opened their eyes.

Dong Tianjiao's eyes showed an angry look, but she was unwilling to fail. She took a deep breath and threw the Sunday golden gun to the sky. Her palms made a joint action on her chest, and the golden gun fell on her arms. Her action surprised the monks of Tianwu Temple again, because this action was the same as that of the sun god.

With the closing of Dongfang Tianjiao's palms, the light of heaven and earth suddenly darkened, as if her palm had absorbed all the solar divine fires, and then pushed her palms one by one, and the golden light was released again, as if the sun suddenly came in the dark night. The sun golden gun on her shoulder and arms turned into a golden light, shooting at the clouds like lightning.

A few top masters in the field exclaimed that this is the nine-stage return to the original strength. This, this, this, this oriental girl has reached the nine-stage return to the original strength.

But the next scene is even more unforgettable.

In the face of Dongfang Tianjiao's return attack, Yun Zheng smiled at the corners of his mouth and waved a hand knife that seemed to be understated, but it was invincible with nine pieces of returning power and the power of the God of War. He cut it out with a colorless thunderbolt and light thunderbolt--

The sun god light in the sky was half, and Dongfang Tianjiao was also cut by Yun Zheng's blow. She flew backwards fiercely, fell directly out of the ring more than ten feet away, and directly collapsed a boulder beside the mountainside. In the rolling gravel mud and sand, Dongfang Tianjiao struggled to turn over and jump out, but was hit on the top of her head by Yunzheng, who came like a wind. At that time, the corners of her mouth bled and fainted.

The children of the Oriental family flocked and shouted, "It's a foul to dare to hurt people outside the ring." When he came up, he wanted to do it. Yun Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He trampled on Thor and shocked them all to the ground.

Yun Zheng returned to the ring, and the practitioners under the stage did not fully wake up from the shock. The monk of Tianwu Temple, who was in charge, opened his mouth and couldn't close his mouth, "The winner of this battle, won, Yun Zheng."

Under the attention of everyone, Yun Zheng calmly walked back to the seat of Honglian Sect. Honglian and other women came to congratulate her. Renxin asked curiously, "Yun Zheng, did you kill the girl of the Oriental family?" Binglian Hanyue Bilian Xiaoye also turned her eyes to explore.

Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "I temporarily closed her brain and suppressed Dongfang Tianjiao's original spiritual memory, hoping to stimulate the memory seeds of Jinlian Zhanji. When Jinlian Zhanji's soul consciousness is awakened, I am not afraid that Dongfang Tianjiao will wake up again."

Ji Yin, the leader of Honglian, breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the best. In the final analysis, it is not easy for Jinlian Zhanji's soul to find a suitable body. If she died in the first battle, it would be a pity."