268. Chapter 268 Chapter 0267 Send you a hell and you are the king.
When Meng Wuhen arrived, what he saw was a hellish scene. Tens of thousands of Qingyun Sect disciples were all lying on the ground. The slowly flowing blood dyed the earth red, and then flowed to the low-lying areas.
They converge into bloody rivulets...
Among the corpses everywhere, Zhao Qingzhu stood motionless in front of Master Ku Ye, holding a sword.
The breath of life of Master Kuye has long since disappeared, but he still stands proudly, not like a monk, but also like a monk!
After practicing Taoism for nearly a hundred years, I still missed the peak of martial arts. However, who in this world can understand the peak of Taoism?
Zhao Qingzhu, whose whole body was shrouded in the aura of death, was like a demon walking out of hell. There was not a trace of human aura in his body. He killed tens of thousands of Qingyun Sect disciples with every move, and he no longer had that damn sympathy, and some of it was still there.
Go violently.
The energy vortex that shot into the sky is no longer there, and the purple-red light that illuminates the sky within a ten-mile radius is still there!
Zhao Qingzhu had already noticed Meng Wuhen's arrival. After watching Master Kuye for a moment, he slowly turned around and his cold eyes instantly locked on Meng Wuhen.
"Is this the result you want?"
Zhao Qingzhu, who had been silent all the time, slowly opened his mouth and said lightly: "If so, how about I send you a hell and make you the king?"
"Hey…"
Hearing this, Meng Wuhen grinned, then walked forward slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Creating a small world, do you really think that no one in this world can rival you?"
"Kill you enough!"
Zhao Qingzhu's eyes tightened, and he immediately jumped out.
The wooden sword had already turned blood red. As soon as the sword energy came out, the pungent smell of blood rushed towards Meng Wuhen. Meng Wuhen did not dodge. As he walked out slowly, he suddenly raised his foot and then stamped it hard.
Boom!
As his footsteps fell, the ground trembled violently, and a huge pressure surged out, and terrifying energy fluctuations instantly filled this space.
Zhao Qingzhu, who had made a lightning save, suddenly felt a violent energy rushing toward him. The next moment, his body flew backwards uncontrollably. At the same time, Meng Wuhen shot out a palm from the air, and the energy was as vast as the rolling river.
Zhao Qingzhu surged out, and Zhao Qingzhu, who had just flown out, felt a violent shock behind him, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body rolled more than ten feet in the air before slamming down.
The moment he landed on the ground, the tumbling blood in his body surged out crazily, making him unable to control it, and he spit it out in large mouthfuls.
shock!
At this moment, Zhao Qingzhu was not only shocked but also shocked. He never expected that Meng Wuhen would become so powerful after just three days without seeing him. Under such an underestimating enemy, if it were not for the power of Ziyue to protect his body, he would have been on the spot.
Died violently.
"As long as I don't give you a chance to open up your own little world, you're just a waste!"
As soon as the words fell, Meng Wuhen appeared in front of Zhao Qingzhu. Without giving him a chance to get up, Meng Wuhen turned his palm over and took a photo with lightning.
Bang…
The still violent energy hit Zhao Qingzhu in response, and the powerful impact once again made Zhao Qingzhu spurt out a mouthful of blood. However, this time he did not fly out, but did not care after enduring Meng Wuhen's palm strike.
With the waves of blood rolling in his body, he held the sword close to his body.
Meng Wuhen seemed to have been waiting for this moment. He remained motionless and looked coldly at Zhao Qingzhu who was coming close to him.
Click!
The wooden sword containing the power of the red sun was bounced away by an invisible force when it stabbed Meng Wuhen's chest, and then broke off!
Zhao Qingzhu was not shocked. The moment the wooden sword broke, his pupils suddenly opened wide. He abandoned the sword and turned it into a fist, hitting Meng Wuhen on the chest with a bang.
"Tai Chi, fist collapse..."
With a loud shout, Meng Wuhen's eyes tightened, and then he flew out uncontrollably.
"How is that possible!"
The pupils of Meng Wuhen who flew backwards tightened rapidly. He was originally trying to lure Zhao Qingzhu to get close to him, but he never expected that Zhao Qingzhu would not be swallowed by his Star Absorbing Technique, and even defeated him with one punch of the Star Absorbing Technique...
Meng Wuhen flew backwards quickly and crashed into a dirt bag. The powerful impact brought him to level the dirt bag directly, stirring up dust all over the sky.
"I wonder how you could become so powerful in three days!"
Zhao Qingzhu, who knocked Meng Wuhen away with one punch, stood up tremblingly, looked coldly at Meng Wuhen who smashed the dirt bag flat, and said in a deep voice: "You can absorb other people's skills, but it has no effect on me. Mine.
The secret of Tai Chi collapse attack is to use force to strike."
Although Zhao Qingzhu didn't know what kind of skills Meng Wuhen practiced, the moment his fist came into contact with Meng Wuhen's body, he clearly felt the true energy flowing out of his body uncontrollably. But as he said, Tai Chi
Beng's secret was using his strength to fight. After discovering that Meng Wuhen could absorb his own power, he used the power absorbed by Meng Wuhen to bounce back his fist and hit it twice as hard.
Over and over again, Tai Chi Beng's power was inadvertently amplified, defeating his Star Absorbing Technique with ease.
"cough…"
Meng Wuhen, who fell to the ground, coughed lightly, then suppressed the waves of blood rolling in his body and stood up, looking at Zhao Qingzhu with a hint of wariness in his eyes.
"I can create a small world and naturally be able to adapt to any attack in the shortest time."
Zhao Qingzhu suddenly raised his foot, and then stomped it down hard. There was a muffled sound, the ground trembled, and the void also fluctuated. The sudden increase in momentum was even more compelling than the previous Meng Wuhen, "Meng Wuhen"
Hen, your ambition will end in my hands!" After the words fell, the Tai Chi diagram bloomed and spread crazily from under his feet.
Seeing the Tai Chi diagram appear, Meng Wuhen turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
As if he had expected that Meng Wuhen would escape, a trace of cruelty flashed in Zhao Qingzhu's eyes. As the Tai Chi Diagram spread out quickly, half of the wooden sword that was broken by Meng Wuhen appeared in the air, and then pulled out a dazzling arc in the air.
The line goes straight to Meng Wuhen.
Feeling the majestic pressure sweeping behind him, Meng Wuhen couldn't avoid it, turned around hastily, and struck out with a palm.
The violent palm wind reappeared, like thunder out of thin air, and the void trembled!
However, the wooden sword containing the power of the purple moon and the red sun was unstoppable. While the void was shaking, it suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and disappeared into Meng Wuhen's body in a flash...
boom…
When the wooden sword disappeared from Meng Wuhen's body, the void exploded, and the sky with a radius of more than ten feet fell into chaos instantly.
The chaotic void flashed away and returned to normal. Meng Wuhen stood motionless in the air, as if he was nailed to the void by a wooden sword. A trace of blood slowly flowed out along the hilt of the sword, and then drifted away in the wind...
Seeing this, the Tai Chi diagram under Zhao Qingzhu's feet gradually disappeared. He could no longer hold on, so he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood before slowly falling down.
Just as Zhao Qingzhu fell down, a harsh bird song came from the sky, followed by a golden-winged bird flashing down.
After a flash, Zhao Qingzhu disappeared from the ground, and Meng Wuhen also fell with a 'plop'.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly strong winds blew up from this hell-like ground, carrying a thick smell of blood and drifting farther into the sky. In the battle of Qingyun Gate, almost the entire army was wiped out, and Longyin Temple was also destroyed.
Only a single seedling of Zen mind is left.
This is the world of martial arts in the Beidou Continent. Just like the struggle for hegemony among the Seven Kingdoms, it is bloody, cruel, and the weak eat the strong.
The strong wind dispersed the smell of blood and took away a lot of the smell of death.
Leaving behind a pile of corpses and ambitions.
Suddenly, the void above Meng Wuhen's head fluctuated, and then, a crack appeared across the sky.
In the crack, there stood Wutian who had disappeared for a long time!