Chapter 209 Zixia Magical Skill

Looking at the open jaws in front of him, Han Xu felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

This old man seems to be a little too persistent with him.

He actually chased her all the way from the royal city to the southern border, and he even resisted showing up at the last moment.

What does this mean? Do you think you are the big shot in the finale?

Han Xu has always been a little confused about opening his jaw.

In the Han Mansion, the two had a brief confrontation. Han Xu confirmed that Zhang Jia was indeed only in the extraordinary realm, and had not stepped into the unity of heaven and man, so he was much weaker than him.

However, Zhang Jia has been setting up a stall outside Han Xu's mansion for seven years, rain or shine, but the system has never detected the technique he practiced.

According to Han Xu's understanding of the system, there is only one explanation for this, and that is that the technique of opening the jaw is superior to the extraordinary.

Before Han Xu could speak, he opened his jaw and said, "Mr. Han, I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have already entered the transcendent world. I have been monitoring you for seven years, and you have deceived me. It's really fate that plays tricks on people. Fortune plays tricks on you." People."

"Senior, there's no need to say polite words. When you show up here, you won't tell me that you came to the southern border to enjoy the mountains and rivers." Since he was discovered by Zhang Jia, Han Xu simply acquiesced to his own strength.

However, Han Xu is always wary of opening his jaw. Once he makes any move to deliver the news, Han Xu will definitely kill him before he can deliver the news.

But so far, the performance of opening his jaw has been honest, with his hands hanging by his side without any movement.

Sensing Han Xu's spiritual defense, Zhang Jia didn't mind. He came here originally to find the truth.

He said: "Since you have such strength, you killed my grandson Zhang Chi."

"It was me. He wanted to kill me and my sister, so I killed him." Han Xu calmly recounted the facts.

"Okay!" Zhang Jia suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter sounded very sad, perhaps reflecting the powerless feeling in his heart.

He had just witnessed the process of Han Xu defeating the Great Elder of the Wushen Sect and transforming into a Buddhist master to defeat the two holy generals. He knew that he was no match for Han Xu. Even if he wanted to take revenge at all costs, it would be difficult to hurt Han Xu. hair.

Zhang Jia said: "The first question is a private matter, and it was also the original purpose of my trip. Now I have got the answer, but the irony is that I don't have the ability to take revenge."

"Zhang Chi could have survived." Han Xu said, "He should not have had murderous intentions towards my sister and me."

"Besides that, I have another question that I hope you can answer."

"You tell me, I will tell you everything I know." For some reason, when Han Xu saw this old man, he felt a little guilty towards him, so he didn't mind satisfying his curiosity to the best of his ability.

"You have stepped into the realm of harmony between man and nature at a young age. You are an unprecedented genius. However, Han Li sent a heir like you to the royal city as a hostage. Are you, the Han family, planning to rebel?" Zhang Jia was like this. In a very casual tone, he said a crime that was enough to kill the nine tribes.

Han Xu didn't expect him to ask this question, but it also explained why Zhang Jia was able to monitor Han Xu for seven years.

Presumably, the target of his investigation was not Han Xu, but Han Li.

"You have a grudge against Han Li?" Han Xu did not answer directly, but wanted to confirm his suspicion.

"A blood feud." Zhang Jia said, "When I was responsible for monitoring the northern border, my spies accidentally discovered that Han Li was carrying out an ulterior plan, so we started investigating, but who knew the information was leaked, and I All my brothers were killed by Han Li, and I was the only one left who escaped from the North in embarrassment and returned to the royal city with serious injuries. "

"It was precisely because of that serious injury that it caused incurable trauma to me, and my state fell from the realm of unity between man and nature to ordinary and extraordinary, and it is impossible to recover in this life."

Although he opened his jaw and tried his best to sound calm, the hatred deep in his eyes could not escape Han Xu's gaze.

This kind of hatred is like magma buried deep in the ground. It is usually not noticed by people, but once it breaks out, it can burn people to ashes in an instant.

Han Xu said: "I can tell you truthfully, Han Li does not know my strength, and my relationship with Han Li is not good. He doesn't care about me, and I have never cared about him."

"So, I can't answer your question because I don't know."

"Haha, in this case, Han Li really treats you as a waste. It's really sad, sad." He opened his jaw and laughed a few times, and then his expression suddenly turned serious.

He said: "Zhang Chi is my only relative and my only desire to live, but he died at your hands, so I must avenge him, even if I know that I am no longer your opponent."

After saying that, he opened his jaw and suddenly burst out with a faint, cotton-like aura, and a faint purple aura surged onto his face.

This was the first time that Han Xu saw Open Jaw perform a technique. Han Xu had a bold guess about this technique that could not be detected by the system.

"Zixia magical power?" Han Xu blurted out.

"I didn't expect you to know about the skills I practiced?" Zhang Jia said in surprise. This magical skill was obtained by him in a secret place when he was a boy. Over the years, he has never mentioned this to anyone. He thought No one in the world knew it, but Han Xu revealed the secret with one word.

"It's true!" Han Xu didn't expect that his tentative guess was actually correct.

Instantly, Han Xu had many memories of his past life. Those martial arts skills that could only appear in novels and film and television works, unexpectedly appeared frequently in this world.

At this time, Zhang He's momentum had reached its peak. He slapped Han Xu with a palm. This simple palm contained Zhang He's lifelong cultivation.

Purple spiritual power came overwhelmingly, unstoppable, pulling Han Xu's thoughts back.

Zhang He's purple spiritual power was everywhere. This spiritual power was soft and yin, but it was continuous, making people feel that the whole world they were in was constantly being squeezed.

Han Xu put his hands together, and a Buddhist chant sounded between heaven and earth. The Dharma image of the Vajra Venerable descended and protected Han Xu in it, and the purple spiritual power could not invade.

"Senior, you are not my opponent, why bother?"

"I don't want to take action, but if I don't fight with all my strength, I'm afraid that the demons in my heart will be difficult to eliminate for the rest of my life." Zhang He said, trying his best, and the purple spiritual power surged, covering Han Xu's Vajra Dharma body.

However, immediately afterwards, a golden handprint broke out from the purple spiritual power and hit Zhang He's chest directly.

With just one blow, Zhang He vomited blood and flew backwards.

He struggled on the ground for a while, but he couldn't stand up again. The palm just now had exhausted all his spiritual power.

Han Xu stepped out from the gradually dispersing smoke and dust, walked to Zhang He's side, and stared at him.

"I am not as skilled as others, you kill me." Although Zhang He was unwilling, he could only accept his fate.

Han Xu shook his head and said, "I have eaten the buns of my predecessor for seven years, and I really don't want to kill you."

After saying that, Zhang He saw a strange look in Han Xu's pupils, and the next moment, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.