Beiyin Great Sage

In this world, there is no one who can survive and stand at the top.

martial arts.

It's what they depend on for survival, carved into the bone marrow.

Even the notorious Deacon Lu was a seasoned seventh-rank expert with a strong skill that could block swords, spears, and axes.

This time with a finger gun, the murderous intention is full.

"Boom!"

A shield suddenly appeared, blocking the attack.

Deacon Lu raised his eyebrows, and took a wrong step under his feet. His figure suddenly appeared on Zhou Jia's side, and his five fingers were bent into claws and grasped at the waist and ribs.

His movements are fast, his movements are strange, his claws are silent, and he is extremely vicious.

In terms of the sixth-grade realm, it should have been blocked.

how...

"Boom!"

Zhou Jia shrank and stepped sideways, clearly seeing no figure, but the shield appeared in front of the five fingers like a prophet.

"what?"

This time, Deacon Lu couldn't help but be surprised.

In fact, he had thought in his mind just now that he would cooperate with Zhou Jia to bring down Wei Zhixing together, and the mine could still be left to the other side after the matter was done.

Otherwise, they won't speak at first.

But then, the murderous intention in his heart increased sharply.

A newcomer who has not been in this world for a long time has such strength, given time, will it be worth it?

kill!

No trouble!

As his thoughts turned, his body shape changed, like a spinning top, attacking Zhou Jia from all directions.

With the help of his footwork, his offensive was erratic, fluctuating from left to right, from front to back, sometimes fierce, sometimes feminine, and so on.

The extreme speed even caused a whirlwind to blow in this several feet of land.

Zhou Jia seems to be unknown, the shield is like an extension of the body...

Do not!

More flexible than arms.

The shield turned around, as if closed, no matter how fast Deacon Lu's offensive was, he was able to stop it with no difference.

盾反圆满（987／1000）

The shield counter, which is approaching the limit of perfection, has spirituality in his hands, chasing the changes of the strong wind around him, perfectly intercepting and leveraging strength.

From a distance, it was like an invisible barrier that tightly wrapped him.

No matter how fast the offensive is, it cannot break through.

"it is good!"

Unable to attack quickly, Deacon Lu's expression sank:

"I underestimated you."

As he spoke, he froze, clenched a fist with one hand and slammed it forward.

The opponent's shield technique is exquisite, and it is unlikely to break through the interception with martial skills, but he is a seventh-rank, and can also be crushed by strength.

Since you can't win with your moves, you can use your realm to overwhelm people.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, in the face of the seventh-rank giant force, Zhou Jia's shield technique was excellent, but he still couldn't help groaning, and his body staggered back two steps.

"Shh!"

Deacon Lu was unforgiving, and his body was rushing like an arrow.

The simple step and punch, several feet of ground, was actually dashed by him to take the lead, invincible, and stabbed fiercely with his hand as a spear.

Behind the shield, Zhou Jia narrowed his eyes and his body shook slightly.

A terrifying force erupted from the muscles.

Violence!

The arm swayed, and the shield no longer blocked blindly, but slammed forward.

Shield Strike!

"Peng!"

The fists and shields intersected, the sound shot straight into the sky, and the air waves swept in all directions.

At the same time, the judgment is made.

"Crack!"

Deacon Lu's arm bent and his complexion changed, and before he had time to react, a flash of light from the axe came into view, and the next moment his head suddenly flew up.

Fighting is so direct.

The winner lives and the loser dies, there is not so much nonsense, all energy is used in this moment.

Zhou Jia held an axe and shield, his whole body was hot and his wrists trembled.

"call……"

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and put away his shield and axe to sweep the battlefield.

……

"A seventh-rank master's strength alone is far inferior to his violent self."

Inside the house, Zhou Jia took off his shirt, took out the ointment he bought from the inner city and smeared it on his body to relieve the pain from his muscles.

"However, a seventh-grade master's physical body and source power are combined, and his explosive power is equally astonishing. Although he has violence, he cannot use it with source power."

"Victory lies in ferocity, and defeat lies in dexterity."

"hiss……"

Accidentally pulling the injured muscle, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, his expression grim.

"Deacon Lu is not well-known among the seventh-rank, and it takes so much effort to win him. Other famous seventh-rank masters can be imagined."

"but……"

Thinking of this, Zhou Jia smiled:

"At least it has been proved that my current strength is comparable to that of the seventh grade."

Moreover, this time is different from the previous fights. Except for the final outbreak, he did not rely on violence, but actual fighting skills.

It is clear.

With martial skills alone, he was no match for Deacon Lu who had been immersed in martial arts for decades.

"And weapons."

Looking down at the axe on the side, Zhou Jia secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, the axe was re-forged with the fragments of the giant sword. Otherwise, with the original sharpness, it may not be possible to kill Deacon Lu with one blow.

The opponent's hard work is extremely good, the five fingers collided with the axe blade, almost pinching the fingerprints on the axe blade.

Very exaggerated!

However, although the methods of hard work and light work are good, they are not within the blessing range of the master soldiers. Even if he wants to practice, the progress is slow.

……

In the next few days, Zhou Jia was as careful as ever.

Fortunately, Deacon Lu's disappearance seems to be recorded in the head of the baronial forces outside the castle, but no one came to specifically ask.

After thinking about it, no one would doubt that an unknown fifth-rank master could kill a seventh-rank master.

However, Wei Zhixing was very happy. After confirming that Deacon Lu disappeared completely, he called Zhou Jia and arranged for him to go to the inner city to meet the world.

And Zhou Jia also happened to be going to the inner city.

Chapter 041

"arrive!"

Cheng Ping rolled up his long coat lightly, stepped out of the carriage, and gestured towards Zhou Jia and Cheng Shaowen who were following behind him expressionlessly:

"You can just walk around, I'll go meet some friends first."

"Brother is free." Cheng Shaowen nodded hurriedly:

"I'll just bring him to familiarize himself with the environment."

"That's good." Cheng Ping squeezed out a smile:

"This place is not like the outer city, nor is it the place where our fish and dragons will meet. All the people who come and go are distinguished guests. Don't bump into people."

"Otherwise, even I can't protect you."

Saying that, he glanced at the nails around his eyes.

"Yes, yes." Cheng Shaowen should be:

"I see."

Zhou Jia didn't say a word, but he was a little curious about the relationship between the two.

Cheng Tao, the master of the punishment hall, loved his adopted son the most, and Cheng Shaowen was one of them.

But now it seems that the identity of the son is obviously higher.

Cheng Shaowen, in front of Cheng Ping, complied with promises and served him carefully along the way.

After Cheng Ping left, he straightened his back.

"Director Zhou."

Turning around, Cheng Shaowen smiled and said:

"I still remember that when we first met, you were still the guard of the mine, and now you are Deacon Wei's right-hand man."

"It's really admirable!"

"It's just good luck." Zhou Jia waved his hand.

"Good luck is also a skill." Cheng Shaowen sighed with emotion:

"In this world, even a super-powerful person can't guarantee that he will not encounter misfortune. Luck is sometimes more useful than strength."

"The name of Director Zhou's lucky star, I have heard it for a long time."

"Just joking, joking." While speaking, the two had entered a spacious courtyard. Zhou Jia glanced around and changed the subject:

"I heard that today is a banquet hosted by Mr. Huo?"

In the courtyard, there are rockeries, flowing water, flower bushes, and stone paths. One by one, gorgeously dressed young people play in groups or in pairs.

There is no nervousness of the outer city residents, some are just comfortable and leisurely.

In the meantime, the mood naturally relaxes.

"Well." Cheng Shaowen nodded:

"Master Huo liked to hold such parties in his early years, and then went out for a few years until he came back last year. Speaking of which, this was the first time he held a party since he came back."

"It is said that……"

"It's because Miss Qian is pregnant and is happy."

"Really?" Zhou Jia understood: