Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Zhu Wushi.

He attacked at the most sensitive and vulnerable moment.

Domineering.

Deadly.

Ruthless.

Zhu Wushi wanted Cao Zhengchun's life with one move.

The carriage burst open.

A thousand flowers bloomed.

This is the Hengshan School's unique martial art.

Ding Xian and Ding Jing used their swords together, and used their pure internal energy to produce hundreds of sharp sword beams.

However, they did not want to kill Zhu Wushi.

Instead, they wanted to block Abbot Mingkong and Qidi on behalf of Cao Zhengchun.

"Zhu Wushi!"

Cao Zhengchun roared and headed forward.

The true energy under the Vajra body formed a barrier.

Chun Yang was pointing.

The two fateful enemies froze in the air.

Crack.

The first crack appeared in the Vajra Shield.

Zhu Wushi showed a cruel look, and his terrifying internal force burst out instantly.

The Vajra Shield shattered.

But Cao Zhengchun took advantage of the impact of the moment of shattering to escape quickly.

The power of the Pure Yang Finger went directly into the ground.

A small hole of unknown depth was revealed.

"Zhu Wushi."

"How dare you assassinate the genius doctor who treated the emperor!"

Cao Zhengchun would not miss such a good opportunity to attack the heart.

Even if Zhu Wushi was in disguise.

But that body was far beyond comprehension.

That terrifying Pure Yang Finger.

The most important thing was the "enemy" aura that Zhu Wushi was gifted with.

Cao Zhengchun could judge all this with his eyes closed.

No response.

There was only killing.

Zhu Wusi knew that it was better to rely on himself than on others.

He mixed the Duoluo Leaf Finger and the Pure Yang Finger.

In between, there was also a routine similar to the Vajra Palm.

The two masters confronted each other.

They did not give in.

Especially the Duoluo Leaf Finger, which was like a Polo flower blooming, continuously.

Each finger went straight to Cao Zhengchun's fatal point.

Each point was enough to kill a master who ranked slightly lower on the weapon list.

It was continuous.

But he could do nothing about it.

Cao Zhengchun knew that his martial arts were not sophisticated enough.

So he just defended blindly.

The extremely pure Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu held up the facade.

At the same time.

Guo Shenbo also came.

However, he was surrounded by the remaining six masters of the East Factory as soon as he appeared.

He was exhausted and unable to provide support.

Wu Wan was fighting with the eunuch Zhangwu.

The Fire Cloud Sword Technique had evaporated the snow within 20 feet around.

Even the century-old trees on the roadside were burned.

But the dragon claw hand of the eunuch Zhangwu was impeccable.

He even succeeded in disarming several times.

"Subduing Tiger Palm?"

"Shaolin? Or Huashan?"

Ding Xian and Ding Jing combined their swords.

The successive attacks of Abbot Mingkong and Qi Di were all in vain.

"It's definitely not Huashan."

Because Abbot Mingkong didn't dare to go all out, he just relied on his pure skills and Fuhu Palm to fight.

This made Ding Xian and Ding Jing seem to be at ease.

They could even analyze the opponent's moves in the duel.

"Damn it!"

Qi Di was furious.

After following Wan Sanqian, he saw many masters of the time.

The arrogance and pride in his heart also dissipated a lot.

But even if it was reduced, the arrogance in his roots was still very deep.

How could he bear such disregard.

The four swords shot out like flowing light.

It was wonderful.

Gorgeous and dazzling.

However, a scene of sword flowers suddenly rolled up in front of him.

The dots of flowers are like the passing of time, or like a sea of ​​flowers that suddenly rises.

The four swords crashed into it, like a few silver foxes falling into the sea of ​​flowers, and quickly disappeared.

Qi Di was shocked.

He wanted to take back the four swords.

But the sword light of Wanhua turned.

Another piece of flowers rolled up.

In the blink of an eye, he cut off all the four invisible threads.

Qi Di lost the four swords and looked crazy.

You know, he killed his elders and betrayed his family in order to monopolize these four swords.

"You Hengshan are too arrogant."

Abbot Mingkong was furious.

A tiger roared out.

As a result, the sword light of Wanhua turned back like a stream of light.

Like a swallow returning to its nest.

It was like a hundred flowers falling to the ground.

The ringing of the sword tore the tiger apart.

The arrogance of Abbot Mingkong came to an abrupt end.

He thought that Ding Xian and Ding Jing were very strong, but he didn't expect that they were ten or twenty years younger than him, but their skills were almost the same.

The most terrifying thing was that their swordsmanship was exquisite and they could send and receive as they pleased.

It was obvious that they had reached the pinnacle.

Such as Hengshan.

No wonder the East Factory didn't dare to use force.

No wonder Huashan would regard them as allies, not vassals.

"Give me back my sword."

There are many fools in this world.

Qi Di was one of them.

Crazy for swords, died for swords.

He just ignored it and bravely rushed towards Ding Jing.

Vowed to take back the four swords.

As a result, Ding Xian and Ding Jing's swords split into two, and then into four.

Continuously fissioned.

Continuously evolved.

In the blink of an eye, there were countless sword shadows.

It was quite a mighty force of thousands of flowers blooming and thousands of swords flying.

"Ah..."

Qi without swords was useless.

I'm afraid that even Liang Fa, Lu Dayou and others from Huashan could not beat them.

While screaming.

He was already covered with wounds.

Especially his hands that wanted to capture and kill were covered with dense bloodstains.

"It's bitter."

MingAbbot Kong felt bitter.

In order to prevent his identity from being discovered, he regretted not bringing a sword or a staff.

Otherwise, how could the situation have degenerated into this state?

When you have the upper hand, don't show mercy.

The sword lights of Dingxia and Dingjing came flying.

Countless beautiful sword flowers. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Sword lights like stars.

Forming a sharp and unmatched sword rain, it rapidly enlarged in the eyes of Abbot Mingkong.

Until he was covered.

The moment of life and death.

Abbot Mingkong used his hand as a sword.

The hand sword full of true energy was flaunted.

Every move was just right.

No move was redundant.

It was just in this short blink of an eye.

The clothes in the hands of Abbot Mingkong were all torn to pieces, and many white marks appeared on his hands.

At the same time, he also quickly evacuated the war zone.

Give himself some space to buffer.

Dingxian smiled.

Dingjing showed a little surprise in her eyes.

Because they all saw it:

Fifty-one moves of the Demon-Subduing Sword!

The direct inheritance of Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai.

Only the abbot of Qingliang Temple is qualified to practice this unique skill.

That is to say, the black-clothed assassin in front of him is Master Mingkong of Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai.

You should know that Hengshan is not far from Mount Wutai.

They once visited Qingliang Temple in Mount Wutai.

They even talked about Buddhism and exchanged martial arts with Abbot Mingkong.

Boom boom boom...

An army is coming from afar.

After being attacked, the masters of the East Factory immediately sent out a signal for help.

Although they arrived late.

Although their weapons were worrying.

But they were outnumbered after all.

"Damn it."

Zhu Wusi launched several domineering attacks in succession.

Exploded a rolling airflow.

Also blasted the official road into potholes.

But still failed to seriously injure Cao Zhengchun.

As a last resort, he performed a forbidden technique:

The blood and qi around him suddenly boiled.

The blood and qi were mixed.

The whole person suddenly swelled several times.

Five fingers pushed out.

The extremely violent force roared out.

Like a huge, bloody palm slamming into him.

Cao Zhengchun smiled grimly.

At this moment.

He completely let go of all restraints.

......0 0

Give up all defense.

All the strength is concentrated in one palm.

Boom!

A comet hits the earth.

Blood and pure yang burst into infinite light.

The area of ​​100 meters is illuminated.

Cao Zhengchun retreated.

There was even blood at the corner of his mouth.

But he was very happy.

Because he withstood the full force of Tiedan Shenhou.

He resisted the martial arts master

This shows that he has the capital to fight against the Grandmaster.

Sure enough.

Zhu Wushi saw such a result and had no regrets.

Turning around and picking up Qi Di, who was covered in blood, he fled far away like the wind.

Wusan saw this.

He also slashed out the most deadly sword since his debut.

This is a sword of fire.

It is also a sword that contains ruthlessness and pain.

The burning heat carries a deadly killing intent that penetrates the heart.

It seems that nothing can be cut.

It seems that nothing can be broken.

In the midst of the killing, the eunuch Zhangwu did not stubbornly use his claws.

Changed claws to palms.

Tiangang suppresses fire.

You should know that Cao Zhengchun's martial arts were taught by him.

It can be seen how high his palm skills are.

The palm breaks the air.

The palm wind whistled.

The fire cloud that suddenly formed after the collision engulfed the surroundings, including the eunuch Zhangwu and the two unprepared Dongchang masters.

However.

The eunuch Zhangwu walked out of the fire cloud with an unparalleled body-protecting true qi.

At this time, there was no trace of Wuhuan.

"Dugong."

"Master."

The last two surviving Dongchang masters came in a panic.

Ding Xian and Ding Jing also returned to the carriage.

They saw the four dead Dongchang masters and several dead horses.

They couldn't help but recite the mantra of rebirth.

"The army is coming."

Cao Zhengchun looked at the imperial city army getting closer and closer, and his face was slightly relieved.

At least there is a large army escort.

Unless Zhu Wusi can fight a thousand people alone.

Otherwise, their lives would be safe.

But...

The East Factory lost four masters again.

Even if they have a strong foundation, they can't withstand such a toss.

For a while.

Cao Zhengchun was worried about Zhong Zhongyi. .