Journey to the West Treasure Box System

Chapter 39 With one as five, the fist is gone!

“Slaying demons and exterminating demons?”

When he heard these four words, Jiang Ling couldn’t help but be nameless.

He knew his current state, but these guys standing in front of him who called themselves “Shushan disciples” were clearly not good birds, and they actually dared to be so arrogant?

Is that really good?

When he thought of this, Jiang Ling couldn’t help but clench his fists, and his eyes were burning with anger.

“Hmph! To kill demons and remove demons for the sake of the so-called merit book, you are not good people either! Little Seven shouted.

“Hmph, a demon who mixes with the demon monkey, actually talks about us!” Ye Qinghe sneered, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

“Kill!”

Several Shushan disciples on the side were waiting for Ye Qinghe’s words, and as soon as his words fell, Jiang Ling and Xiao Qizhou suddenly flashed bursts of sword light.

“Be careful!”

Jiang Ling didn’t eat dry food either, since it was said that these Shushan disciples wanted to take themselves as a credit book, then they would have to pay the price for offending themselves!

Flip the sky!

Bang!

As Jiang Ling waved his palm, countless auras condensed into a huge palm print in front of him, and slammed into a Shushan disciple who rushed to the front, sending him even with a sword flying.

If it weren’t for the fact that Jiang Ling still had some strength left in his hand, that palm just now would have been enough to kill that Shushan disciple in seconds!

“Brother Monkey is so powerful!”

Xiao Qi couldn’t help shouting excitedly when he saw this scene, and he was bouncing in place, not aware of the danger at all.

“Abominable demon monkey, you actually dare to hurt my junior brother!”

Ye Qinghe was furious, and the long sword in his hand suddenly roared out, rapidly swirling above his head.

“Cut! If you have any tricks, just use them! Jiang Ling sneered.

Shushan sword qi slash!

Shout!

Shout!

In an instant, the four flying swords quickly slashed through the air with a sharp line of light, and quickly sealed all of Jiang Ling’s paths!

The flying sword is fierce, and the fairy sword is nowhere to be found!

“Break!”

Speaking of the difference between the Shushan Sword Sect and Kunlun Mountain, the people of the Shushan Sword Sect pay more attention to cultivating into sword immortals, while Kunlun Mountain is a cultivation heart and bone, no matter what kind of immortal sword magic weapon can be controlled.

At this time, the thirteenth disciple Ye Qinghe led by the five was obviously the strongest among them, only to hear him shout, and the flying sword rushing towards Jiang Ling instantly soared, and even the entire immortal sword seemed to become a lot swollen.

Rumble!

The fairy sword slammed through!

Osu Yazan King Fist!

Jiang Ling squinted his eyes, he had already prepared the moment Ye Qinghe moved, only to see him condense his spiritual power, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed a punch towards Ye Qinghe’s flying sword!

The power of the mountain was released as the fist continued to wave.

Bang!

Only hearing a boom, Ye Qinghe’s flying sword light followed a dim, and then flew out upside down at a faster speed.

Ye Qinghe exhaled softly, constantly pinching the sword technique in his hand, and only then could he barely control his flying sword.

Sou!

Under Ye Qinghe’s blow, the three Shushan disciples on the side had already formed a sword formation, and the three flying swords were arranged in a triangular situation to outflank and attack.

“Hmph!”

Jiang Ling snorted, by now he had basically seen through the strength of these Shushan disciples.

I only heard him laugh, and the aura of his body continued to vibrate and penetrate out, fiercely clashing with the flying sword in front of him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three more in quick succession.

The three flying swords followed and flew out.

Jiang Ling rushed in front of these three disciples at once, and did not give them face, only hearing three “pops”, he gave a big slap in the face by himself.

“Demon Monkey Hugh wants to humiliate my Shushan disciple!”

Ye Qinghe’s angry shouts suddenly came from behind Jiang Ling.

Then Jiang Ling felt a sharp sword qi rush straight down his spine.

Ye Qinghe directly held the flying sword and stabbed it, and his eyes were filled with surging killing intent, as if he wanted to completely smash Jiang Ling in front of him.

Sou!

However, to everyone’s surprise, Jiang Ling’s figure disappeared in place without warning.

“What?!”

At this moment, the disciples of Shushan in front of him were all completely shocked by Jiang Ling’s methods.

“Hey, I’m here!”

Jiang Ling’s voice suddenly came, and everyone who followed in front of him saw Jiang Ling suddenly appear behind Ye Qinghe, and it seemed very relaxed and casual.

Ye Qinghe was furious, and reflexively turned another sword, and the spirit sword was constantly swung out of sharp sword light in his hand.

However, although these sword lights were extremely powerful, they still couldn’t hurt Jiang Ling.

“Not playing with you!”

Jiang Ling muttered, and then bombarded it with another punch.

Bang!

Ye Qinghe’s flying sword suddenly came out, and he himself instantly felt Jiang Lingxiong’s incomparable mountain power!

Bang!

Another sound.

Ye Qinghe was also shocked out like a kite with a broken line, and the whole person fell to the ground very embarrassed, and rolled several times.

The disciples of Shushan couldn’t help but be stunned, and looked at Jiang Ling with some disbelief, this demon monkey actually defeated them with one to five!

This time the shame is really a bit of a big loss.

“Senior Brother!”

The disciples of Shushan reacted, and then rushed out in the direction of Ye Qinghe one by one, and helped the embarrassed Ye Qinghe up.

“You demon monkey, I must kill you today!” Ye Qinghe shouted angrily, and his entire white face turned red to the extreme, so the anger made his face a little hideous.

“Senior brother, leave Qingshan without worrying about burning firewood.” Even the disciples of Shushan who had been slapped by Jiang Ling just now had to say this sentence with shame.

Jiang Ling smiled and scratched his head, like a “melon-eating mass”, watching Ye Qinghe and other Shushan disciples perform without incident.

If he didn’t kill these Shushan disciples, it would be enough to give them face, if they continued to shout endlessly in front of him…

Jiang Ling shrugged his shoulders, he didn’t necessarily guarantee that he wouldn’t kill him.

Anyway, for him, these things are not very concerned.