Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 191 The so-called demons are nothing but ants
"Grandmaster?"

On the armored ship, the leading general's eyes were filled with confusion. He whispered, "The Ministry of War arranged for my Qingxuan Guard to escort the armored ship. They only said there might be an ambush from the Heavenly Demon Palace, but they didn't mention that there would be a Grandmaster from Zhengyang County to assist."

Among the 36 guards of the imperial city, the Qingxuan guards are not the top ones in terms of combat power, but they act decisively and are suitable for escorting messages.

"He has the power of a Grandmaster, but hasn't shown the full potential of a Grandmaster yet. He could be a Grandmaster, or he could be a fierce general who relies on the power of battle formations to gather momentum."

An old man in a black robe beside the general had surprise in his eyes and held a green sword tightly in his hand.

"Even if this person is not a Grandmaster, he will become one."

"I didn't expect that there would be such a strong person in Zhengyang County. My Worship Hall didn't even know about it."

There is a worship hall in the imperial city, which is divided into two halls, the outer hall is affiliated with the Ministry of War, recruiting strong men in the army and martial artists in the martial arts world. The inner hall is for the royal family and is only dispatched by the emperor. It is said that the strong men among them all belong to the Black Ice Platform.

The old man in black robe had a circular aura and a faint emanation of true energy from his body that formed a protective curtain. It was clear that he had reached the peak of the innate level where true energy could be emitted externally.

With this level of cultivation, he is already invincible under the Grandmaster level, and can roam freely in the five countries and three regions.

"Grandmaster?" On the deck of the armored ship, the green-robed official's eyes were filled with joy.

"Zhang Yuan, you really gave me so many surprises."

"It seems that not following me to the Imperial City was a better choice for you."

Looking at Zhang Yuan, who was striding across the river, shaking the water with every step, the young official clenched his fists and said, "If you have truly reached the Grandmaster level, you will be a great help to our teacher."

On the river, Zhang Yuan had already taken five steps forward.

The priests of the Northern Yan Heavenly Demon Temple flew up, with demonic light flashing around their bodies, and rushed towards Zhang Yuan with the power of demonic magic.

The first thing to arrive was a three-meter-long ice ball condensed from icy air. Behind the ice ball, pieces of demon scales flew around, with a fierce sharpness that could tear through the air.

Dozens of water columns in the surrounding area turned into long ropes and wrapped around Zhang Yuan's body.

Magic.

The great way is forbidden on Yongtianzhou, and all extraordinary powers are locked up. These half-demon priests cultivate the power of controlling water veins, so that they can borrow the power of endless rivers and perform blood magic.

The power displayed on the river at this time has exceeded the limits of mortals.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of fighting is a battle between immortals and gods.

"He is Black Tiger, he should be able to withstand such evil tricks..." On the deck of the merchant ship, Ying Chong showed a trace of nervousness on his face.

Beside the merchant ship, Xie Chengxuan, holding the dragon tooth knife, looked up at the river surface where the magic was stirring.

Black Tiger, should be able to withstand this kind of magic, right?
"Can he withstand the magic?" The leading general spoke on the armored ship.

"Haha, you underestimate the power of a Grandmaster." The black-robed old man beside him chuckled, his face full of emotion, "I once saw Liang Qiyuan, the Boundless River, strike. With one strike, the river was severed."

"Not to mention that these Beiyan monsters haven't reached the Grandmaster level yet, even if a Grandmaster really came, the current situation would not end well."

"boom--"

Above the river surface, all the water columns exploded.

Zhang Yuan took a step forward, his body like wind and thunder, and punched forward.

Lowering the waist, taking a step forward, and punching straightly, this is clearly the advanced punching technique in Iron Armor Fist.

True energy swirled around, Qi and blood followed, and Zhang Yuan's movements were clearly reflected on the river.

The most common armored fist technique among the One Punch Army caused a loud roar and shattered the ice ball in front.

As the ice hockey puck broke, Zhang Yuan had already pressed forward with both fists, with his true energy and blood condensing on the tips of his fists.

Iron-armored fist, iron chain across the river.

In front of Zhang Yuan, it seemed as if there were iron chains blocking the way, stopping all the flying scales and breaking them into pieces.

These two consecutive moves are the most common boxing techniques in the Iron Armor Fist, but they can break all the magic in the battle with the monsters of Beiyan.

To block the scales, Zhang Yuan did not stop. He shook his fists, and the illusory river-blocking chains wrapped around his arms. He took a step forward and punched down.

Iron Fist, Iron Fist again.

He punched the scaly-armored monster in front of him who had no time to dodge.

"Boom——" The bones and muscles exploded and the body shattered!
This punch has a force of at least 100,000 pounds!

Such a brutal punch made everyone on the river open their eyes wide.

Zhang Yuan succeeded with one punch, and without stopping, he stepped on the waves, causing them to explode. He was already in front of another demon wearing a black robe and with red eyes.

Step forward, bend your waist, punch forward, and drop your elbow.

Hanging elbow!
"Snapped--"

The black-robed demon crossed his hands and pressed them against his chest. Zhang Yuan's arm hit his arms, and his arms were instantly shattered and his sternum was fractured.

Zhang Yuan's elbow hit his body, shattering it into pieces.

After killing one more person, Zhang Yuan turned around and stood beside the frightened monster, stretching out his arms.

"Snapped--"

The frantically running demon lowered his head and saw a pair of fists sticking out from between his chest and abdomen.

Penetrate the body.

"boom--"

Zhang Yuan used his fists to tear the body of the demon that was pierced through the chest into pieces. He spun his feet and kicked the demon holding a pistol in his left hand, breaking the body into two pieces.

With the force of the kick, Zhang Yuan flipped over, fell three feet, flew down, pressed forward with his right shoulder, and slammed heavily into a big man with demonic patterns on his face who was holding a one-foot round shield.

Iron fist, iron mountain support.

"Bam—"

The moment the round shield exploded, the big man with demonic patterns all over his face turned red, his chest and abdomen completely exploded, and his body broke into seven or eight pieces.

Penetrating power.

On the river, everyone looked at Zhang Yuan in a daze as he struck and killed one person after another, and the blood soaked the surface of the river.

In an instant.

The simplest boxing technique.

The most brutal killing.

In the distance, the merchants and common people were all staring blankly.

The mysterious demon, the profound magic, those evil methods that no mortal could look directly at, all shattered and torn apart before the iron-armored fist.

The so-called demons are nothing but ants.

Everyone on the river recognized the boxing style that Zhang Yuan used.

It turns out that this simplest Daqin boxing technique can kill monsters as easily as slaughtering chickens.

Pillars of blood and light from the fallen demons in the innate realm rose up.

The priests from the Heavenly Demon Palace who came to Qin this time were at least at the Innate Realm, and they were slaughtered like lambs one by one.

Even in the Heavenly Demon Palace, there can't be many people in the Innate Realm.

"The evil demon..."

The panicked priest of the Heavenly Demon Temple couldn't even maintain his demonic power and fell into the water, floating up and down with the pile of minced meat.

"Brutal, evil, evil..." The demon no longer dared to face Zhang Yuan and sank into the water.

Zhang Yuan stood on the river, watching the figures sinking into the water.

If it were really so easy for him to escape from a powerful warrior with the combat power of a grandmaster, these monsters would not have risked their lives to fight him before.

Above the river, there was a brief silence as the monsters from the Heavenly Demon Palace sank into the water.

After a few breaths, the shadow of a tiger appeared behind Zhang Yuan who was standing in the original place.

He slowly raised his hand, and as his arm rose, the shadow of a ten-foot-tall mountain appeared.

The power of fist takes shape, the true meaning of martial arts!
(End of this chapter)