"You are all well-known figures in the martial arts world. What are you trying to do? Do you want to besiege my junior brother? Do you really think that I have no one in the Huashan Sect?"
He Tieshou's face was livid, and he walked over with a murderous look, his left hand in his sleeve, a strong wind blowing faintly, as if he was about to take action at any time.
And her move was naturally a weird poison technique that was hard to guard against. Even if Chen Jinnan and others were top-notch masters, they did not dare to be careless in the face of the poison of the Five Poison Sect, and all of them had solemn expressions on their faces.
, looked at He Tieshou with all his concentration, not missing the slightest movement, just for fear that he would suddenly poison him.
So you can imagine how powerful a person like He Tieshou, who is superb at using poison, is to the people in the world.
"Amitabha, what the female benefactor said is true. It is not fair for us to win with more. Let me first learn the swordsmanship and martial arts of Your Excellency Taiyuan."
Zen Master Huicong was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke.
"Haha, I understand Senior Sister's kindness. Today they held this martial arts conference to avenge Zheng Keshuang. Since it is a grudge, there is no need to talk about so many rules of the world. As for Zen Master Huicong, you don't have to be embarrassed.
, since Pindao said that no matter what means you have, you will take it with all your strength, and the siege is no exception!"
Gui Zhong said loudly.
He Tieshou's expression changed and he was a little anxious. This was no joke. None of the people who were going to attack Gui Zhong were simple characters. They were all famous masters in the world. So many people were attacking together. How terrifying it was.
, no matter how powerful Gui Zhong’s martial arts swordsmanship is, if he can’t defeat him with two fists, I’m afraid the ending won’t be much better.
"Junior brother..."
"Sister, there is no need to say more. All grudges are settled today, which is what I wish. Besides, it is a pleasure to be able to confirm martial arts with so many masters."
Gui Zhong pendulum waved his hands and his tone was as firm as iron. He was determined to deal with these masters with one person and one person.
"Everyone, please, no matter how we were in the past, this battle today is unavoidable. We have different positions and everyone is their own master, regardless of life or death!"
Gui Zhong's tone suddenly became cold. After finishing his sentence, there was no more words. A cold and chilling aura emanated from him. His mind was condensed into a ball. Nothing in the outside world could shake his determination to fight. He had already
Entered into a mysterious state.
"Okay, since that's the case, I'll take action soon, take the move!"
The first person to speak was Chen Jinnan. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar. Within a dozen feet above the square, air currents roared and strong winds exploded. The war finally broke out.
Chen Jinnan's move was a unique move. He held a long sword in his right hand, and with one strike of the sword, he shook out a ball of sword flowers, trembling like a spiritual snake, and instantly covered the many large acupuncture points on Gui Zhong's chest.
And his left hand was in a claw position, with a faint red light emitting from the palm, which looked very strange.
"Blood-coagulating Divine Claw!"
Gui Zhong's eyes were as bright as lightning. He had raised all his energy since the beginning of the battle and did not dare to relax at all. Everyone who was attacking him now was a master. If he was not careful, he would lose. How nervous he was.
How dare he be careless about the situation.
So when Chen Jinnan made a move this time, he saw his sword skills and his blood-coagulating divine claws.
Swordsmanship is not bad. Although Chen Jinnan's swordsmanship is extraordinary, it is not in Gui Zhong's eyes. His most powerful thing is his superb swordsmanship, but the blood-coagulating divine claws are different. This martial arts is
An internal claw method, with one claw, the internal force can cause blood coagulation, qi and blood to be stagnant, it is very vicious, even with Gui Zhong's current internal martial arts, he would not dare to bear his blood coagulation in his life.
God's Claw, so I have to be a little more careful.
Whoa, the cyan sword light spit out, and Gui Zhong changed six or seven moves of the Huashan Sword continuously.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) The method directly broke through Chen Jinnan's heavy sword light. At this moment, a cold feeling hit his waist, and an undercurrent hit him. It was Chen Jinnan's blood-coagulating divine claw.
Chen Jinnan knew very well that Gui Zhong was an expert in swordsmanship. Although he was good at swordsmanship, he could not defeat Gui Zhong in swordsmanship, so the ball of sword light was just a feint attack. All the real killers were gathered in this blood-coagulating divine claw.
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This claw technique is Chen Jinnan's unique skill in conquering the world.
Show no mercy, show no mercy. Chen Jinnan, a martial arts giant of the generation, naturally understands this truth. Even if he and Gui Zhong have no personal grudges, most of the time he comes here just to follow orders, but once he takes action, he still fights with all his strength, and killers come out one after another.
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In the midst of the lightning and flint, Gui Zhong snorted coldly, and struck out with the same palm. With a pop, it hit Chen Jinnan's blood-coagulating divine claw.
Buzz, the air trembled, and the dull force spread out in all directions, as if a thunder struck out of thin air.
Both of them are top-notch masters, with pure and powerful internal energy. A confrontation with one palm is certainly no small matter.
Gui Zhong felt his palm go numb as his cotton palm faced the blood-coagulating divine claw. A strange internal force invaded the meridians of his palm. The blood flow seemed to be greatly affected by this force. He did not dare to be careless. The internal force
Turning around, a warm internal force suddenly rose up in the Dantian, instantly flowing through the meridians in the arm, constantly eroding that strange internal force.
"What a blood-coagulating divine claw. It is indeed extraordinary. It is a set of unique skills. Fortunately, Pindao's Xuanmen internal skills are Zhengping. He is the best at resisting these alien internal forces. Once he is on guard, he is not afraid of the blood-coagulating divine claws."
Gui Zhong sighed with admiration in his heart.
Similarly, Chen Jinnan's blood-coagulating divine claw collided with Gui Zhong's soft palm, but he did not take advantage. Gui Zhong has now reached the eighth level of the acquired realm, and his internal strength is extraordinary and rare in the world. Although Chen Jinnan has great martial arts skills, this internal strength is the most powerful in the world.
It takes time to polish. Although he is much older than Gui Zhong and has been practicing martial arts for a long time, he usually rushes around for the affairs of the Tiandihui and does not spend as much time practicing as Gui Zhong.
With his mind so focused, he felt a gentle and concise palm force slamming towards him with one palm strike. In a quiet moment, half of his arms were numb, and his meridians ached faintly. He let out a muffled groan, and it was very painful.
I took several steps back.
This fight between the two is a long story, but it was actually completed in a blink of an eye. As soon as Chen Jinnan made his move, everyone else was no exception.
A continuous Buddha's trumpet sounded, strong and mellow, with a buzzing sound, the void trembled, and a hand with a faint golden light shined on the Gui Zhong and patted it over.
Shaolin Vajra Palm!
The one who took action was Zen Master Huicong. This Shaolin abbot looked like he was old and decrepit, but in fact he had reached the pinnacle of internal strength and his understanding of Shaolin martial arts was extraordinary. This powerful Vajra Palm was fierce and pure, and he was well versed in the true meaning of Buddhist martial arts.
, it’s really awesome.
Gui Zhong had just dealt with Chen Jinnan's claws and swords, and his chest felt tight. Zen Master Huicong had already slapped him with his palm.
"Such a strong palm power, I'm afraid it won't be comparable to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"
With this thought in his mind, Gui Zhong was not slow in taking action at all. He had no intention of competing with the old monk Huicong in terms of palm power. Now that he was surrounded by everyone, he naturally had to give full play to his strengths and become invincible. Otherwise, all these experts would be defeated.
If you fight hard, even if Gui Zhong practices the Quanzhen Heart Method with long pulse and strong internal energy, you may not be able to avoid the end of death from exhaustion.
Therefore, facing Zen Master Huicong's palm attack, Gui Zhong roared loudly, and the green light sword in his hand shone brightly. There was a faint layer of green light flowing on the sword, which was very scary. This sword was a divine sword, sharp.
Incomparably, under the blessing of Gui Zhong's internal power, he can cut through gold and jade, as if it were nothing, he takes action with a vast sword light, Huashan Xiyi's sword technique is used, Ruoxi Ruoyi, the sword energy is continuous, silently.
Wisps of sword energy headed towards Zen Master Huicong.
Under the palm of Zen Master Huicong, the power of the Vajra Palm reached its limit, and the palm power was majestic.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) Hun, if it were hit by a palm, it would definitely break the menstrual bone and it would be unavoidable. But suddenly, there was a hissing sound in the void, and a trace of silent and cold sword energy attacked.
Coming, the Zen master was startled, stepped back, thought, retracted his palms, shook his arms, and the cassock on his body swayed like a bellows, forming layers of red light curtains in front of him.
There was a stab, a sound like gold and iron clashing, and the cassock on the sleeves of Zen Master Huicong broke into cracks. It was cut open by the silent sword light just now, and it was only a small distance away.
You can cut off his arm, and the old Zen master broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.
"What a powerful swordsmanship. This should be the legendary Xiyi swordsmanship of the Huashan Sect. It has been lost for many years. I didn't expect it to reappear in this Taiyuan Taoist. Even the old man's cassock demon subduing skill can't resist it."
With a sense of awe in his heart, Zen Master Huicong felt that today would probably be a tough battle. The Taoist Taiyuan in front of him not only had excellent swordsmanship and profound internal strength, but also had a magic sword in his hand that was as sharp as iron. In this way, his fighting power would not be great.
It's easy.
Gui Zhong's eyes jumped, and he was secretly amazed.
"The Zen master has great kung fu, a powerful vajra palm, and a cassock to subdue demons!"
The sound of the return bell rang, and his figure turned around, flashing like a phantom. Master Ming Ling, the head of the Emei Sect, struck the air with a move of Four Elephant Palms. The air rumbled and exploded, showing how powerful the power contained in this palm was.
fierce.
"Good form!"
Master Ming Ling was shocked. The palm he just struck was the Four Elephants Palm, the unique skill of Emei. It seemed to have the power of the Four Elephants in one palm strike. It was Emei's first-class fierce palm power, not inferior to the Shaolin Vajra Palm.
But when he struck out with his palm, it was in vain, and his palm hit the empty space.
I was really shocked. In just a short moment, Gui Zhong had exchanged moves with Chen Jinnan, Zen Master Huicong, and Master Ming Ling.
Several of them were top masters, and their shots were as fast as lightning. Everyone outside saw only a flash of figures, one after another. People with low cultivation levels could not see the changes at all, and it was even harder to see the danger in the scene.
place.
Whether it is Gui Zhong, Chen Jinnan, Zen Master Huicong, or Master Ming Ling, they are all top-notch masters. They have all begun the practice of the eight extraordinary meridians. Their internal energy is powerful and vast, and every move has great power. They
A battle between masters of this level is naturally beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Gui Zhong just dodged Master Ming Ling's Four Elephants Palm, and was about to return the sword, but there were several fierce winds coming, and a long sword like lightning flashed with cold light, piercing his throat, and when the sword was drawn out,
The person is none other than Taoist Xuanzhen, a top-notch expert in the Qingmu Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society.
"Brother Xuanzhen, take over my Huashan swordsmanship, sword-cutting style, and the phoenix will come to you!"
Gui Zhong laughed loudly, raised his sword, and deflected the sword thrust by Taoist Xuanzhen. At the same time, a flash of green light flashed, the tip of the sword was sharp, and he returned the sword immediately.
The two moves in a row are both the basic swordsmanship of the Huashan School. When Gui Zhong uses it, it is like an antelope hanging its horns. There is no trace to be found. The transition between the moves is smooth and natural, like the breeze blowing through the willows, elegant and elegant.
There is hidden murderous intention in it, and it is sharp and sharp.
Taoist Xuanzhen felt a chill in his heart, his face changed drastically, he backed away suddenly with a snort, and his chest felt cold. Gui Zhong's sword originally stabbed him in the throat. Although he dodged very quickly, he did not retreat completely, and his chest was scratched.
With one strike of the sword, the condensed and sharp sword energy continued to flow and stir in the wound. Taoist Xuanzhen grunted and staggered back. In one move, he was injured by Gui Zhong. This shows that his kung fu is still not as good as Chen Jinnan and others.
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"Priest Xuanzhen, be careful!"
Almost at the same time, an exclamation rang out, and after Gui Zhong struck his sword, there was a fierce and whining sound from the wind above his head, and a long iron-clad stick roared towards him with fierce force and heavy shadows.
The person who took action at this moment was Feng Jizhong. Although this person was dull and didn't talk much at ordinary times, he was really tough. With this stick, both the timing and the force were perfectly grasped. Even Gui Zhong had to deal with it carefully.