MTLNOVEL Chapter 550: Buddhist Vajra Fist!
"Don't worry, I'm also part of today's event, I won't stand by idly!"
Du Sengming said calmly.
Not to mention his trip to China was primarily to kill Jiang Feng. Simply put, Feng Yueji had killed his only old Chinese friend, Wang Mian, before him, so he couldn't let Feng Yueji go, nor could he forgive Jiang Feng for supporting her!
At present, Du Sengming, carrying the last hope of the Tianyin Sect, stood out coldly.
Feng Yueji looked at this monk from Myanmar stepping forward and dared not be careless for a moment, gripping her sword tightly and focusing her mind!
"Yue Ji, fall back."
At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly spoke, calmly addressing Feng Yueji.
"Master?" Feng Yueji looked at Jiang Feng in astonishment.
"Today, you've completed your task, successfully overcame the Heart Demon. Your martial arts journey will be smoother in the future, not a wasted trip." Jiang Feng said lightly.
Feng Yueji naturally understood this. She finally defeated her master publicly, her confidence soaring higher than ever, and after breaking her mental barriers, it indeed benefited her cultivation, granting her greater gallantry to forge ahead!
"Master, Yue Ji can still fight!"
Although Du Sengming's mysterious presence instinctively gave Feng Yueji a sense of danger, she was reluctant to retreat and volunteered.
Jiang Feng shook his head: "This person is not someone you can handle, stand back and watch, this way you can learn more and benefit from it!"
Jiang Feng saw at a glance that this overseas Ascetic Monk was far more powerful than Wang Mian, likely reaching Grandmaster Level!
And Feng Yueji, even with the Qi Blood Pill and nine percent power of the "Phoenix Glaze Skill," could kill Wang Mian but had no chance against Du Sengming, so he didn't want her making futile efforts!
Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Feng finally stepped forward expressionlessly to meet Du Sengming!
"Jiang Feng of China, you are indeed arrogant to the extreme! No wonder you became a major enemy of the Heigu Group!"
Du Sengming looked at Jiang Feng calmly: "Fine, I'll kill you first, then that woman!"
At that moment, Du Sengming's entire body unleashed a burst of killing intent, fists clenched, his whole being like a buddhist glaring Vajra, the sharpness unbearable to the eye.
The horrifying aura, centered around his body, spread to the surroundings, making the Tianyin Disciples who were a little closer feel a natural suppression!
Buddhist Vajra Fist.
Although Du Sengming was skilled in Sword Dao, this was the fist technique he recently comprehended during secluded cultivation, the perfect tool to brutalize Jiang Feng!
"Jiang Feng of China, your death is near!" Du Sengming's iron fists, as big as sandbags, bulged with veins like bowls, his figure flickered, directly charging at Jiang Feng to kill!
Buddhist fist techniques, whether domestic or overseas, have always been known for their ferocity and dominance, and Du Sengming's painstakingly created Vajra Fist Technique is one of the best amongst them!
With an angry roar, Du Sengming locked his front foot inward, stomped down with his hind foot, rooted himself, truly like a buddhist Vajra arriving in an instant, extending his right fist, resembling a steel drill, to smash Jiang Feng's head!
The imposing momentum alone was enough to scare everyone nearby witless!
Feng Yueji, who had retreated behind Jiang Feng, suddenly lost her composure!
At this moment, she finally understood why Jiang Feng asked her to retreat. Even though she had changed dramatically, this overseas Martial Monk was still beyond her reach!
In the midst of despair, the hundred or so Tianyin Sect disciples, as well as Ge Hui and Fang Zhao, seeing Du Sengming's strong advance, finally saw a glimmer of hope, their hearts slightly calming down!
However──
Faced with the fierce and extremely dangerous Du Sengming, Jiang Feng remained expressionless, not even moving a muscle!
"Courting death!"
Du Sengming had already reached Jiang Feng, Inner Strength surging, filling into the right arm, transmitting to the right fist, the fist once again enlarged, like a bomb, devastating!
Seeing this punch fast as lightning, causing air to crack and boom, Jiang Feng still showed no change in expression, waving his right hand, slapping out a palm.
The casual stance, as if swatting a fly!
Bang!!
A muffled sound as Jiang Feng's palm struck Du Sengming's hand, the terrifying force exploded like two peerless weapons colliding.
Du Sengming's hand instantly burst, the entire right arm like being electrocuted, numb and painful, a fiery pain in the fist edge, almost splitting the tiger's mouth.
Under intense pain, Du Sengming's face changed wildly, waves surging in his heart!
When an expert makes a move, it's immediately evident.
Earlier, as a Grandmaster, he launched a powerful strike. Although not a killing move, it was extremely formidable, and no martial artist below his level could withstand it.
Yet Jiang Feng casually dissolved his attack with a slap, directly injuring him…
Was this an illusion?!
However, before Du Sengming could recover from the intense shock, Jiang Feng slapped again.
Just like the first slap, this one seemed slow but was in fact at ultimate speed, like a whip, lashing towards Du Sengming's face!
Where it passed, the air exploded with sonic booms!
Du Sengming, shaken, awoke from a daze, hurriedly raising his left arm to block.
Bang!!!
Crack!!!
The two sounds occurred almost simultaneously. Du Sengming's left arm was slapped by Jiang Feng's palm, like hit by a giant rock, bending, directly breaking, blood splattering.
Afterward, his body flew up like an unwanted sack, quickly crashing towards a Tianyin Hall stone pillar nearby!
A loud, muffled crash as Du Sengming's body shattered the stone pillar, then heavily rolled to the ground.
Lying on the ground, Du Sengming's left arm bone had pierced through the skin, stained with blood, exposed for everyone to see, appearing especially tragic!
"This..."
Silence returned to the entire place!
Just now seeing a glimmer of turning possibility, Ge Hui and Fang Zhou now felt like plummeting into an ice cellar, cold to the core!
The Tianyin Disciples' gazes, one after another, moved away from the injured Du Sengming, and then fixed on Jiang Feng...
The shock in their eyes was unmistakable, as if asking: How... could he be so strong?
Strong?
Know that Du Sengming is a top-ranked master in Myanmar, the direct disciple of National Guardian Master Hemeng, the top expert under the chairman of Heigu Group, Tarsen, a chief bodyguard like a dragon sees its head but not tail!
Yet right at the start, he got slapped like a father disciplining his child, flying, arm broken by Jiang Feng!
This was just unimaginable!
Among everyone, only Feng Yueji watched Jiang Feng with total excitement.
Jiang Feng did not disappoint her!
At this moment, Jiang Feng once again transformed into Yue Ji's unbeatable War God, making her infatuated, her heart wildly ardent and uncontrollable!