The private room was filled with dust. When they saw Ximen Lang being hit by Zhou Lishou's iron pipa and flying out, the Qijue of Huamen cried out with splitting eyes.
"Vice Elder Ximen..."
"Zhou Lishou, you beast, if I could move, I would have to skin you..."
Yun Juechen was extremely excited when he caught a glimpse of this scene. Like Xue Wensheng, he was most afraid of the little devil Ximen Lang. He was shocked when he suddenly saw him appear with a red strange sword and his heartbeat was so free.
Shame, how come the guy can move before the time is up?
? He was not relieved until Zhou Lishou played the iron pipa and made a magic sound, and suddenly launched an attack while Ximen Lang was unconscious. Because he knew Zhou Lishou's strength, the attack just now was enough to kill, even if Ximen Lang was made of steel.
Absolutely can't bear to become disintegrated.
"Peng!"
Yun Juechen struck Xue Mo on the shoulder with a strange move, causing the other party to grunt and take three or four steps back. He shouted loudly: "Heisha, kill that boy Ximen Lang quickly. As long as this devil is removed, everyone else will be gone."
Nothing to fear."
"As you command!"
Zhou Lishou proudly agreed, and in a flash, he got into the next room. Looking at Ximen Lang who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and a trace of blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth, he smiled ferociously and cursed: "Damn it, how dare you
You deserve to go against our Beihua Sect. I will send you to the West right now..." He took a step forward, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised the iron pipa and was about to swing it down.
Suddenly, Ximen Lang, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes fiercely, raised his left hand, and four willow leaf flying knives shot out like lightning.
Zhou Lishou was so frightened that he didn't care to attack again and hurriedly struck the flying knives with his iron pipa. This man's martial arts skills were indeed very high. He actually smashed all four flying knives away without suffering any damage.
The heavy blow just now was really powerful, causing Ximen Lang to be injured. However, thanks to the golden bell shield he had to protect himself, and the deep internal strength of the eighth level Hunyuan Kung, he was able to bear it forcefully. The injury was not very serious, and he was still able to fight.
ability.
Like a spring, the Ximen Wave sprang up fiercely, and the Blood Nugget Sword slashed past with red light, its speed was extremely fast and its power was astonishing.
Before Zhou Lishou could react, he heard several "buzzing" sounds and the four alloy strings of the iron pipa were cut off, making his face turn green with anger.
You must know that the strings are the trump card of this unique weapon. As long as they are plucked with internal force, they will emit devilish sounds, disturbing the opponent's mind and waiting for an opportunity to kill them. Moreover, these strings are made of alloy-doped sky silk.
It is extremely tough. No matter how thin it is, it is impossible for an ordinary sword to cut it off. However, the blood-coagulated sword used by Ximen Lang is too sharp and indestructible. If it is swung out with strong internal force, it can easily cut off this qin.
The string is broken.
Zhou Lishou shouted almost crazily: "Young man, if you dare to damage my treasure, I will make you pay with your life." Like an angry lion, he rushed over.
Ximenlang sneered, "I'm afraid of you!" He waved his blood-coagulated sword and faced him, and the two fought fiercely.
For a moment, the two masters moved around, red light and black shadows filled the room, and strong winds stirred, causing many items such as tables, chairs, etc. in the room to shatter into pieces and fly in the air.
Now that Ximen Lang has broken through the eighth level of Hunyuan Gong, his skill has greatly increased. Coupled with the Blood Coagulation Sword in his hand, he is really even more powerful. With more than ten moves, he has the upper hand. The red light gradually expands, the black shadow gradually shrinks, and Zhou Lishou is defeated.
looming.
After three more moves, Ximen Lang shouted angrily and kicked out two kicks like a whirlwind. Zhou Lishou hurriedly swung his iron pipa to protect his chest, but unexpectedly, the opponent was just a feint move. He turned sideways in mid-air, and his blood-coagulated sword fiercely
Cut it over.
Zhou Lishou couldn't escape, and screamed in horror, "Ah..." Before he could finish shouting, his head had left his neck and flew to the left, and a pool of blood was sprinkled on the wall, which was shocking. His headless body was shaking back and forth.
, blood spurted out from his neck, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
As for the head, it flew into the original private room and landed just on Yun Juechen's face. His face suddenly changed color, his eyes were full of fear, and he shouted out loud: "Hei Sha..."
Ximen Lang's figure appeared in the big hole in the wall of the private room, holding a blood-condensing sword in his hand. The sword was dripping with bright red blood, like a ruthless executioner.
When Huamen Qijue saw him coming out safe and sound, they all cheered loudly.
"Vice-Elder Ximen wins and kills that bastard Heisha, great!"
"If you dare to fight with him, aren't you looking for death..."
Suddenly, Ximen Lang flew over. In mid-air, he punched out with his left fist and slashed with the blood-condensed sword in his right hand.
With a "peng" sound, Xue Mo was punched in the chest, opened his mouth, spit out blood, and involuntarily stepped back.
Just as Qinglong avoided Yun Juechen's cloud-shaking palm, the red sword light came at him like cutting tofu, cutting off his right arm and dropping it to the ground, causing him to let out a hoarse scream, "Ah...I
arms...ah..."
Ximenlang snorted coldly and said angrily: "This is what you get for lying to me..." The sword didn't even pause in the air and stabbed Yun Juechen to the south.
Master Juechen was startled and hurriedly rushed over from the diagonal stab. The soft sword in his hand trembled like a snake and stabbed Ximen Lang's right wrist, hoping to make the opponent give up attacking his old lover.
A chill flashed in Ximen Lang's eyes, and the blood-coagulated sword quickly retracted to avoid the opponent's attack. The sword light flashed, resting on the soft sword, and his wrist kept trembling, and he could only hear the dinging sound, Juechen
The soft sword in Shitai's hand fell off inch by inch, leaving only the bare hilt.
Master Juechen's eyes were full of horror. Although she knew that the young man in front of her had extremely high martial arts skills, she did not expect that he would reach such a high level.
Obviously, Ximen Lang was merciful, otherwise, the moment he broke her soft sword, it would be enough to remove her head.
Ximen Lang said coldly: "Get out of my way."
However, this stubborn woman still persisted in shouting: "Don't hurt me, Brother Yun..." She rushed over regardless of the danger and struck her former boss with her palms.
Ximen Lang cursed angrily, "Get out!" He kicked out hard, with a speed far beyond Master Juechen's reach. It hit her in the chest, causing her to scream and fly out, hitting the wall of the west private room.
There was a big hole, and she fell to the ground. She raised her upper body with difficulty, spit out a large mouthful of blood, her vision went dark, and she leaned back and fainted on the ground.
Xue Mo felt pain in his chest that was piercing to the bones, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. He looked at Ximen Lang with hateful eyes and ordered loudly: "Come on, kill everyone in the room..."
The hundreds of dead soldiers waiting in the corridor were about to rush in, but there was a commotion behind them and screams...