Chapter 858: Breaking the Formation

Zhang Jun defeated two tenth-level gods designated by the big figures in the secret realm, and thus obtained the quota to deal with the two guardians, allowing Heihachiro to easily obtain the guardian quota. Heibalang was originally in a happy mood, but when he saw eight divine warriors, only one came out to deal with him, while the other seven all surrounded Zhang Jun. He couldn't help but get furious: "Asshole! Do you look down on me?"

The divine warrior who was staring at Hei Hachiro smiled coldly: "Boy, I don't care who you are or what your origins are. You'd better stand here obediently now, otherwise I will have to kill you."

Heihachiro said "hehe" and sneered: "It seems that you have convinced me?"

"That's right!" The divine warrior's expression was cold, with a blood-devouring cold light flashing in his eyes, "You probably don't know that in the ancient holy land, no magical powers can be used. If you don't use magical powers, do you think you will be mine? opponent?"

Heihachiro sighed and said, "What an idiot! If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come in."

The tenth-level god was stunned and didn't quite understand what Heihachilang meant, but he still said: "If you want to die, you can take action against me."

Heibalang rolled up his sleeves and said coldly: "Let me give you some popular science. There is a kind of skill in this world called 'Nine Turns Mysterious Technique'. It is as famous as 'Nine Turns Golden Body'. The way to become a saint in the physical body. Do you know how to become a saint in the physical body? If I punch you, you will be crippled immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, Hei Hachiro moved, his body turned into a lightning-like phantom, and then a fist struck the face of this tenth-level god at an incredible speed. The latter was taken aback and quickly dodged, but his speed was always a step slower. Although he avoided the face, he could not avoid the shoulders.

"flutter!"

Heihachiro's punch actually hit the shoulder of the divine warrior, like beating leather, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and crushed muscles. His entire left shoulder slumped, his body became shorter, and there was an incredible expression on his face. You must know that he is a tenth-level spiritual warrior, and his physical strength is comparable to that of the mid- and late-stage warriors. However, he was defeated so easily in his most advantageous area. He could not accept this fact.

"Are you unwilling?" Heibalang looked at the divine warrior half-kneeling on the ground mockingly, "It's a pity, it's already too late."

After that, he kicked out. The half-kneeling divine warrior roared and rolled sideways. Unfortunately, Heihachiro was faster. Before one foot even touched the ground, the other foot had already caught up with him and hit him in the chest. This kick was so fierce that it directly shattered his sternum. His heart was also hit so hard that it almost stopped beating.

"Three punches to finish you off!" Heihachiro shouted, and then like a humanoid mecha, he viciously punched three times at the enemy who had almost lost his combat effectiveness. The punches were shocking and deadly.

With the first punch, the other half of the shoulder collapsed; with the second punch, the entire chest collapsed; with the third punch, half of the divine warrior's head was dented and he died on the spot.

Just as the two of them took action, the seven divine warriors on the other side also took action at the same time. The seven people formed a powerful killing formation. This killing formation was tailor-made for the divine warriors and could be used to deal with Zhang Jun. Seven people, you attack and I retreat, you retreat and I attack, the coordination is perfect, and its power is not just as simple as the superposition of the strength of the seven people.

As soon as he came up, Zhang Jun was under tremendous pressure. Even with the help of Buddha Eyes, he could not completely avoid everyone's attacks. Regardless of the outcome, he would be attacked by at least two divine warriors. So the moment he was surrounded by seven people, he had a battle plan in his mind, which was to kill one of them even if he was injured. Only in this way could he destroy the opponent's perfect seven-person killing formation.

The wind and thunder stirred, and the seven divine warriors all moved, three inside and four outside, working together perfectly, using fists and kicks to block all retreats. Zhang Jun suddenly shouted loudly, regardless of the attacks from the left and right, and from behind, his eyes were coldly locked on a divine warrior, and he shouted: "Go to hell!"

When he exploded with all his strength, the tyrannical spiritual power was released first. The locked spirit warrior's heart tightened, and his movements became stiff for a moment. This is the most primitive and simple "god-killing technique", but in Zhang Jun's hands, it produced miraculous effects. At the moment when the divine warrior was stunned, Zhang Jun pointed his finger like a knife and stabbed it into his chest, making a "pounce" sound.

The opponent's chest is broken open with the palm of his hand, the chest is pierced, the heart is broken, and he is instantly killed!

Zhang Jun also suffered fierce attacks from the other three people. His waist, back, and shoulders were all hit hard at the same time. The terrifying shock force entered his body, and all of it was absorbed by the physical body's magical power. Although the ancient holy land cannot use magical powers, it does not suppress the divine power in the body. This makes Zhang Jun's defense power not reduced at all, because all his magical powers are on his body.

But even so, he was still violently shaken. He groaned, the blood vessels in his lungs and other organs burst, and he spat out a blood arrow from his mouth. However, he successfully broke out with the help of blows from behind.

One of them died in the blink of an eye. The remaining six divine warriors were shocked and angry. One of them said: "Go ahead, kill him!"

"Don't worry, I'm still here!" Hei Hachilang's voice came. He had just finished off his opponent and said coldly.

The remaining six spirit warriors were helpless. They saw that Hei Balang was also a tough guy, so they had to send two spirit warriors to fight him, and the remaining four continued to attack Zhang Jun. However, they were obviously short of manpower. With a one-to-two ratio, Hei Balang was still at ease. One against four, Zhang Jun was still very calm despite being injured.

Both sides were strong men. At this moment, they fought fiercely, fist to fist, palm to palm, and never retreated. In a few breaths, Zhang Jun killed the second spirit warrior at the cost of a punch in the back. Hei Balang also killed one person not long after, and his condition was better than Zhang Jun, with no injuries on his body.

Another person died, which was a great blow to the remaining four people. They knew that if this continued, everyone would die. The three people who besieged Zhang Jun exchanged glances with each other, and suddenly shouted loudly, and their strength instantly soared by more than double. They roared in unison and attacked Zhang Jun desperately.

"Hmm? Forcefully increase combat power!" Zhang Jun was slightly surprised, then sneered in his heart, and his body flashed strangely, avoiding the attacks of the three people.

There is a "martial" character in his immortal martial arts power, so his attainments in martial arts are incomparable to others. At this moment, Zong Yuan used his four-two-pound method to move a thousand pounds, and no longer confronted them head-on. Although the three divine warriors fought with all their strength, they could not face Zhang Jun head-on, and they could not even catch the corner of his clothes. As time passed, they all became anxious, because they had bitten through the "violent pill" that they had held in their mouths in advance, and their combat power increased by more than double.

However, this violent pill lasts for a limited time, only five minutes. Once the time is over, their strength will be greatly reduced, less than half of the original. By then, Zhang Jun can easily kill them. Unfortunately, the more crazy and anxious they are, the less Zhang Jun fights with them head-on, but just wanders around.

"Zhang Jun, aren't you very good at fighting? Don't you have extreme combat power? Why don't you dare to fight us down there?" A divine warrior actually used the method of provoking.

Zhang Jun sneered, "They are a bunch of idiots!" and then said nothing else.

The three were shocked and angry. At this time, the only spirit warrior who fought against Hei Balang screamed and was kicked in the head. This further hit the morale of the three. They not only had to attack Zhang Jun, but also had to beware of Hei Balang, who was holding his arms and staring at them coldly. The more anxious they were, the more chaotic their attacks became. Zhang Jun finally got the chance and punched a spirit warrior in the waist.

"Puff!"

The fist shook and sent out, and the nine forces of medicine were combined into one. The power was so strong that it could break metal, not to mention the human body. The kidneys of this spirit warrior were directly rotten into mud. He screamed and fell down. His waist could no longer straighten up and was bent like that. As a result, their combat effectiveness dropped sharply. Hei Balang suddenly rushed in and launched a decisive kill. Zhang Jun also gave up wandering and started to fight hard.

At this time, the five minutes were up, and the combat effectiveness of the three was greatly reduced. How could they be the opponents of Zhang Jun and Hei Balang? The two men were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and they quickly eliminated the remaining three.

"Are you okay?" Hei Balang glanced at Zhang Jun, who was pale, "Can you still go on?"

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "What's this little injury?" Then he looked at the ten people who were still within sight of the silver bridge and said lightly, "Let's go, they have already started."

The moment he stepped onto the silver bridge, the image in Zhang Jun's eyes suddenly changed. He was slightly startled and knew that he had entered an illusion. Fortunately, he had experienced the Taixu Secret Realm before, so he was not panicked, but just faced it calmly. The rest of the people also entered the illusion. They seemed to be walking on the bridge, but in fact they were experiencing various experiences of terror or joy in their minds.

The first level of the trial ground was obviously prepared for ten children. However, as guardians, Zhang Jun and Hei Balang obviously had to accept this challenge, otherwise they would lose their qualifications as guardians.

Illusions are born from the heart, and everyone experiences different illusions. Hei Balang's illusion is his life experience, and he saw his parents and relatives whom he had never met; Zhang Jun's illusion is his family, and he experienced the end of his wife and children being separated and his family being broken up; Zong Yuanhe's illusion is Qinglian, and he watched her die with his own eyes, but he was powerless; Qinglian's illusion is Zong Yuan, and she left him helplessly, and her heart was broken.

Fortunately, they are all people with strong hearts, and they did not experience much difficulty in this level and passed it easily. However, it was not the case for others. There were three people, two from the Western Church and one from the Islamic Church. Because they could not bear the blow in the illusion, they lost their composure and shouted loudly. As a result, they were teleported out by the formation at the first time and appeared directly in the hall of Xiao Kunlun. This result made the people of the two religions look ugly, and they stared at the three pale children in anger.