Destiny is ashes

Chapter 309 Three Grandmasters (13)

Ever since An Jing made a lot of good deeds in the Tianyuan Realm and became rich, some of his memories about insufficient firepower have been revived.

Especially since Ming Guangchen had not returned for a long time, just in case, An Jing used up the 3,000 good deeds he had stored and bought a large number of thunder beads, mines and self-destructive drones in the rebuilt black market.

Conservatively speaking, these firepower can be used in conjunction with Zhi Tianshi to carry out high-speed firepower outpouring as a trump card; and more conservatively speaking, these firepower can also be used to set traps and ambush some Huaixu Realm country folk who are not familiar with Tianyuan Realm's killing tools.

Just like it is now.

The golden-red lightning dragged the spider-web-like arc of electricity, disappearing in the rising black smoke, and the even bigger explosion that followed made all the smoke expand.

The Shouyang Mountain self-destructive drones and thunder mines are so powerful that even the evil demons cannot resist them. Even a martial arts master will suffer a great loss.

But An Jing knew very well that it was simply a daydream to expect to kill a grandmaster with such a small trick. He stared at the smoke, waiting for the opponent's counterattack.

Although thunder and fire were scattered everywhere, reflecting the golden red clouds in the sky, An Jing did not feel any heat at all.

Three seemingly real gazes penetrated the thick smoke and flames and locked onto An Jing, causing his pores to contract and the blood flow in his body to speed up subconsciously, even his bone marrow seemed to be soaked in ice.

Sure enough. Here it comes.

Wow!
The next moment, accompanied by the sound of rushing waves, a green sword light rose into the sky like a sea tide, whistling and cutting through the smoke and dust in the sky!

A burly man had his hair covered in smoke and even on his face, there were faint golden-red arcs of lightning flashing through the charred wounds on the surface.

But he stood like a coastal reef, as firm as a towering mountain, enduring the impact of the high temperature and high pressure explosion. He cut a road leading directly to An Jing with a knife and strode towards the young man.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the little princess."

The master was originally wearing a turquoise martial arts shirt, but the explosion burned most of it, revealing the well-tempered muscles on his back. His chest, abdomen, and arms were simply forged from steel, and polished by the washing of the sea tides, making them smooth and powerful.

[Sea Domination Sword] Bo Zongshan's voice was extremely loud and full of energy, just like a surging tide, with shock waves, about to hit An Jing's eardrums heavily: "I will leave you a whole body!"

An Jing raised his head slightly and just smiled. Although he just smiled and said nothing, his slightly narrowed eyes and pitying look revealed a full contempt.

——Just you.

"what."

The anger rose and expanded, and the energy in his body and even the flames burning around him turned into a tide, into a rushing tide of anger.

In the raging flames of thunder and fire that had not yet been extinguished, Bo Zongshan raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the dark blue, almost black, long sword at his side.

He drew his knife.

boom!
The next moment, surging spiritual power rolled in, and a vast azure sword light reflected all around, making the surrounding streets seem to be swallowed by a giant beast called the deep sea.

The giant beast opened its huge mouth and bit towards An Jing!
The true martial arts of the Huangyang Sect of Hongfu Mountain, the true Youmiao Xuanzhang of Tianhai Cave! Its fundamental [Tianhai Zhenqi] is supplemented by the fate [Zongheng Sihai]. Once a move is made, it is like a surging tide, and the sky and the sea are mixed together!

Facing this knife, An Jing felt the suffocation called death.

The sense of danger, like returning home, made him open his eyes wide and smile.

It’s just a pity that among the three masters, only the swordsman from the Huangyang Sect took action, while the other two were too timid and actually hid.

——In this case, wouldn’t it mean that only one person can experience the power of this sword?
Raising his hand, the energy crystal in the Chongming Sword Box in An Jing's hand began to flash dangerously, the dazzling light flickered, and the 'Fengduwei Spiritual Energy Furnace' connected to it had completely dimmed. Squeezing all the spiritual energy of a second-level spiritual stone, supplemented by the method of 'controlling the five weapons' divine thunder'... How fast will this sword box flying sword be?

An Jing also wanted to know.

At the moment of launch, the air made a long, fragmented whistle, and the ground under An Jing's feet was crushed by the reaction force. His entire calf was buried in the stone fragments. Amidst the whistling, a blazing white arc of sword light flew straight towards Bo Zongshan, whose face suddenly changed!

The dazzling light of the thunder sword appeared before his eyes, but Bo Zongshan felt a darkness in front of him, and a piercing chill ran straight into the cervical vertebrae behind his head!
Facing this sword, he felt that he had no control over life and death. Even if he could kill An Jing with one blow, he would most likely be seriously injured, but he would also be completely wiped out by this pure killing method!
The sword and the knife crossed each other, one side was as ripples as the tide, the other side was as fierce as thunder, in just a moment, accompanied by a dragon's roar, the attacks of both sides were offset.

Tianhai slashed the building on the other side of the street in Anjing with his sword, crushing it completely and blowing it away.

On the other side, Bo Zongshan flew backwards, and the flying sword of thunder magic flew past the side of his shoulder and went straight into the dark clouds above his head, piercing through a big hole!
"You two pieces of trash!" His voice was so shocked that it sounded electronic, and he was furious: "His energy storage weapon can only hit once, both of you should attack together!"

No one responded to his words.

Because they have already started taking action.

A faint light flowed, and a black shadow in black armor came silently to An Jing's side. It was wearing a cloak woven like shadows, and its appearance was hidden under a strange twisted metal mask.

It stretched out its hands and lightly pressed towards An Jing's lower back. These hands were slender and sharp. They were not human hands at all, but a pair of 'ghost claws'!
This claw pierced through the air without any breath and appeared directly in the blind spot of vision. It should have been unavoidable, but An Jing's eyes flashed and he sensed a hint of murderous intent.

He did not look back, but threw the completely overloaded and burned Chongming sword box backwards. The sword box that had accompanied An Jing through several tragic battlefields began to emit golden light in mid-air, and then suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of golden thunder!
The lightning exploded, which was the most effective in restraining ghosts from the underworld. The ghost in black clothes used its claws to penetrate the air and pressed down on An Jing's lower back, tearing his clothes into pieces and leaving a bloody claw mark deep enough to see the bone.

It should have pierced through the flesh and taken out a piece of internal organs, but now it had to twist its body and flee far away.

The reason why An Jing would rather take half a hit from the ghost's claw than turn around and lock onto the black-clothed ghost was because of a sword that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The true teaching of the Zuohuan Sect, [Heart Sword] Fu Zhengan was still hidden in the smoke and fire, but his invisible heart sword had already caused ripples, and the cold sword energy was raging, pulling out a qi mark hundreds of feet long, which lingered for a long time and pointed directly at An Jing's heart!

The moment the wreckage of the sword case was thrown out, An Jing crossed his hands in front of him to block it. His dark tendons swelled and turned into a dark iron wall of flesh and blood.

The invisible heart sword flew down, and a terrifying force exploded. With a loud bang, An Jing was knocked away and fell into the courtyard of the quadrangle amidst a series of crisscrossing air waves.

——What a hard body!

In the shadows not far away, Fu Zhengan frowned.

His heart sword is said to be invisible, but in fact it is the place where his mind and spirit are placed, and the place where the true energy in his body is located. The attack just now was certainly not his ultimate skill, but it was also a sword with murderous intent. I didn't expect that it could be blocked by a junior.

Moreover... the sword box that An Jing used just now didn't seem like a move that the Mingjing Sect could use. Instead, it was more like the spiritual mechanical puppet technique of Tianji Mountain and Bahuang Mountain.

It was a bit strange. Fu Zhengan seemed crazy on the surface, but he was actually cautious. He took a step back calmly, waiting for the other two masters to act.

At this moment, Bo Zongshan and the ghost shadow flashed and chased into the courtyard, not giving Jingxuan a chance to recover.

And then... just as Fu Zhengan thought.

A huge explosion occurred.

A scorching sun suddenly rose above the earth. Even if you closed your eyes, the bright light could still penetrate your eyelids, making you feel as if everything was blood red.

The moment Bo Zongshan and the ghost rushed into the courtyard, An Jing directly activated all the explosives and drones hidden in the warehouse and the house, detonating the entire courtyard and the surrounding blocks!

(End of this chapter)