The pale golden light around his body suddenly surged, his muscles became taut, and his originally haggard face became a bit more ferocious.
The Vajra Body of the Major Accomplishment Realm world is in full swing.
Zhen Ding clasped his hands together, and punched Su Fei's chest hard with the sound of breaking wind.
"I don't allow you to say that. I, Zhen Ding, am not a dog licker. I am here for the greatest love in the world."
"Bang."
Su Fei also punched.
The two fists collided, and the dull loud noise made the attic beams tremble slightly.
Zhen Ding felt a scorching power rushing into his body along his arms, as if his meridians were being burned. His whole body felt like he had been hit hard, and he took three steps back. The bricks under his feet were cracked by his retreating steps.
But Su Fei stood firmly on the spot, with no wave on his face or even taking a step back.
Between the two, a judgment call is made.
"This is impossible."
Zhen Ding shook his numb fist, his face full of disbelief.
"I have suffered so much in order to train Vajra Body to Major Accomplishment. How come your horizontal martial arts skills are so strong?"
Su Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he swayed, cast Floating Light Shadowy Movement Skill, and instantly went around behind Zhen Ding.
His right leg swept across like a steel whip, kicking him in the lower back with a roaring wind.
Zhen Ding was not slow to react and quickly turned around and crossed his arms to block.
"Bang!"
The legs and arms collided, Zhen Ding was knocked back again, his arms felt sore, and the golden color all over his body dimmed a bit.
He finally realized that the seemingly young Imperial Guard in front of him was far more powerful than he imagined.
But his obsession with Jia Lun still makes him unwilling to give up.
"Even if you are strong, I will never let you hurt Jia Lun. Vajra's Furious Gaze, open it for me."
Zhen Ding roared angrily, and True Essence surged around him crazily. His whole body actually swelled up, and with a manic aura, it hit Su Fei's chest.
This punch condensed his lifelong cultivation, and even the air made a sonic explosion.
Su Fei's eyes were slightly focused, he did not dodge or dodge, and he punched out the same way.
There are no fancy moves, just pure force collision.
Perfection Realm Iron Cloth Shirt pushed to the extreme, and his fist seemed to be covered with a layer of steel, and collided with Zhen Ding's fist again.
"Crack."
The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.
Zhen Ding felt an irresistible force coming, the bones of his fist shattered instantly, the golden color of his body completely collapsed, and his whole body flew backwards as if he had been hit by a speeding train.
It hit the wall so hard that a shallow crater was created in the wall.
He fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and looked at his right hand twisted into a chicken claw, his eyes full of horror.
"I have practiced Vajra Body for thirty years and suffered countless hardships. How could I not defeat a young man like you? How far have you reached in your body-protecting martial arts?"
Su Fei looked calm and spoke indifferently.
"Iron Cloth Shirt, Perfection Realm. What you lost was not your martial arts, but your brains. Because of a femme fatale, you betrayed your master, killed more than a hundred people, and remained obsessed with it until your death. It's sad and ridiculous."
Zhen Ding opened his mouth and wanted to defend his love.
But because of his injuries, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, completely lost his strength, and collapsed on the ground, with only despair and confusion in his eyes.
He still doesn't understand why Vajra Body, who he has worked hard for for thirty years, is so vulnerable in front of Su Fei.
Just when Zhen Ding was confused, Jia Lun suddenly cursed angrily.
"What a waste. You can't even defeat Imperial Guard. It's useless for you to claim to be a martial arts genius."
Grandmaster Realm Third Layer True Essence fluctuations erupted all over her body, and a round moon wheel with a chain flew out of her sleeve.
The edge of the moon wheel was as sharp as a knife, and she controlled it with a chain, piercing Su Fei with a sharp whistle that broke through the air.
"A little trick!"
Su Fei stretched out his right hand into a palm, Nine Yang True Essence condensed, and "Dragon Ascending to Heaven" in Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was suddenly photographed.
The golden dragon-shaped energy roared out and collided with the moon wheel.
"Crack!"
The moon wheel was instantly crushed by the strength of the dragon shape, the chain was broken inch by inch, and the remaining golden dragon shape went straight towards Jia Lun.
"Ah!"
Jia Lun screamed and was hit by the wind of his palm. He vomited blood and flew backwards, hitting the altar. Gilded Sarira also shook a little.
She struggled to get up, but found that her meridians had been injured by the palm, and she could not lift any True Essence.
The power of one palm is so terrifying.
Su Fei took a step forward and stepped on Jia Lun's wrist with a cold gaze.
"Jia Lun, you bewitched Zhen Ding and poisoned, Moon Wheel Temple slaughtered Vajra Temple, and stole the Buddha treasure. What else can you say?"
Jia Lun turned pale.
"You can't kill me. My master is Kong Hai Grandmaster. He won't let you go."
Su Fei was dismissive of this.
"Kong Hai Grandmaster, he can't protect himself."
"But don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I will only send you to the imperial city Imperial Guard Heavenly Prison. The punishment there will be worse than death, I think."
Then he ignored Jia Lun's extremely ugly expression and looked at Zhen Ding who was lying on the ground.
Turn around and get Gilded Sarira on the altar.
As long as you get the Buddha treasure and send these two people to Imperial Capital Pacification Office, the mission will be completed.
Su Fei's fingertips just touched Gilded Sarira's.
There was a sudden "click" sound behind me.
It was Jia Lun who used his last bit of True Essence to crush the crescent jade pendant around his waist while he was turning around!
The moment the jade pendant shattered, a sharp but obscure whistle penetrated the attic, as if it could penetrate the rocks and quickly spread throughout Moon Wheel Temple.
Moon Wheel Temple In a quiet room underground, an old monk with a dead breath suddenly moved his ears and opened his eyes.
"One of my disciples is asking for help, and it seems that it is not too far away from here. It's strange. Is it possible that you can still encounter enemies in this Moon Wheel Temple? Then go and have a look."
Su Fei's eyes narrowed and he turned around sharply. He could clearly feel that a majestic aura was rapidly approaching from a distance. The aura was thick and carried a unique pressure from the Grandmaster Realm.
Su Fei has only experienced this kind of heavy momentum from Lei Chongxiao, but it is not as powerful as Lei Chongxiao.
Jia Lun felt the approach of this breath, and his face instantly showed ecstasy. Even though his wrist was painfully stepped on, he still shouted loudly.
"Master, disciple Jia Lun is here for help!"
Su Fei felt something in his heart, he could be called master by Jia Lun.
It must be Moon Wheel Temple hosting Kong Hai.
He took Gilded Sarira into his arms and concentrated slightly.
Within a few breaths, the door and window of the attic were suddenly shattered by the airflow with a "bang", and a figure rushed in with the strong wind, and landed steadily beside Jia Lun.
The person who came was an old monk with a withered face, wearing a dark red monk's robe, with white beard and hair, and a face full of wrinkles. He looked about seventy or eighty years old, but his eyes were as sharp as cold stars. It was Moon Wheel Temple who presided over the ceremony, Grandmaster Realm First Layer's Kong Hai.
"Master!"