"Dang!" There was a crisp sound, and the blood coagulation sword struck a thick ghost head knife. Even though the ghost head knife was made of very good steel and the blade was extremely wide, it still couldn't resist the blood coagulation with the Hunyuan Gong.
The sword was cut off and fell to the ground.
The one who launched the attack was the leader of the Evil Tiger Hall of the Hua Clan of Country M. This guy was tall and had a ferocious face. He was shocked when he saw his ghost-headed sword being cut off. He suddenly put the half-cut sword in his hand horizontally and slashed towards the opponent's abdomen.
At the same time, a short guy wearing brown clothes flew up five or six meters away and arrived above Ximen Lang in the blink of an eye.
This is another master of M Guohua Sect, the Master of the Sparrow Hall. With a ferocious look on his face, he stabs the two-foot-long dagger in his right hand viciously towards the enemy's head in mid-air.
In an instant, two powerful enemies launched attacks. Ximen Lang did not panic at all, and still dealt with it calmly. He slashed out with the blood-condensed sword in his right hand like lightning, and reached the top of his head with his left hand.
Although the two hall masters, Evil Tiger and Sparrow, were fast, they were still a little behind Ximen Lang. In the lightning and flint, the blood-coagulated sword came first and struck the arm of the master of the Evil Tiger Hall.
Just hearing the piercing screams, the Evil Tiger Hall Master's arm was cut off at the crook of the arm, and half of the Ghost Head Sword fell to the ground bloody. His face was as pale as paper, and his body shook and he retreated.
At the moment when he was dealing with the evil tiger hall master, Ximen Lang actually caught the sword blade in the sparrow hall master's hand with two fingers of his left hand, twisted it violently, and the dagger broke.
The leader of the Sparrow Hall was greatly surprised. The opponent's martial arts was so powerful that he could break his sword with two fingers. This was not bad, so he hurriedly twisted his body and flew towards the east.
Among the ten hall masters of the M Guohua Sect, the short master of the Sparrow Hall is famous for his outstanding qinggong. His movements are very fast, really like a flying bird. He kicked off the wall of the east corridor with his left toe and rebounded violently.
Come back, change direction, and kick the opponent with your right foot like a whirlwind.
Ximen Lang pretended that he had no time to parry, and when the opponent's right foot was less than a foot away from his head, he turned around and swung out with his left hand. He held the broken sword between his two fingers, making a hissing sound as it broke through the air, and with lightning speed
Stab the guy in the sole of the foot, penetrate directly, and the tip of the sword is exposed from the instep...
"oops……"
The Master of the Sparrow Hall screamed in horror, hurriedly twisted his body and jumped out, landing on the ground six or seven meters away. He stood on one foot, with his right leg in the air, and blood kept dripping. He stared at the wound on his foot in disbelief.
The sword was half cut off, and his heart was completely occupied by fear.
In an instant, Ximen Lang severely wounded the two enemy masters, and his unfathomable strength frightened a group of M country Huamen members. At the entrance of the stairs, there were screams again, and there was a commotion. Only three young people were seen rushing forward.
When they came over, the leader was holding a chain knife that looked like a shark's head. The sword flashed and two members of the M Country Huamen were chopped down in a pool of blood.
This man was tall and stern, and he was none other than Liu Kaifeng, one of the masters of the Huamen Hall. Accompanying him were Fatty Han and Bu Qingyun, both of whom were as ferocious as beasts.
Fatty Han used a huge and heavy ax to chop off the arm of the enemy in front of him, causing the guy to faint and fall to the ground.
The silver hook in Bu Qingyun's hand danced, and with a dazzling light, a big man's head was hooked off, hit the snow-white wall, and rolled to the ground.
The three of them rushed into the crowd like tigers and started killing wildly. Fatty Han cursed loudly: "You little bumpkins, you dare to challenge our Huamen, I will kill you..."
The three of them were originally powerful warriors of the Huamen. Ever since they were taught Hunyuan Kung by the head of the sect, Ximen Lang, and practiced it with great concentration, they have achieved some success, and have become even more powerful, becoming top-notch masters. To deal with these M Guohuamen who have little knowledge of fists and kicks, The members were naturally overqualified, so the three of them waved their weapons and chopped down each enemy to the ground.
In the office, Aunt Liao and Lei Yujiao were fighting fiercely. Both sides were equally powerful, and for a while they couldn't tell the winner.
All the members of M Country's Hua Sect were completely slaughtered by the other Eight Jue. Flying Bat Diao Yuanqian and others rushed out, came to the corridor, and continued to slaughter other enemies.
This is a night full of blood. Their mission is to kill people and kill the enemy cruelly without mercy!
Only Suzaku stayed in the office. Holding the golden nirvana knife, she asked with a smile: "Auntie, do you want me to help you repair this jian woman?"
A master always relies on his own status and is unwilling to win by relying on more. Based on this, Suzaku did not directly help Aunt Liao when she was not at a disadvantage, but asked.
Madam Liao danced the meteor hammer with a whirring sound, and kept the hammer on Lei Yujiao's vital parts. She still said in a leisurely voice: "Sister Zhuque, thank you for your kindness. I am still confident in dealing with this old woman. So, without your help, go and help the head sect kill that bastard Teng John."
Suzaku thought to himself, it was exactly what I thought, Aunt Liao wanted to kill Lei Yujiao alone. Fortunately, I asked in advance and did not rush over to help her. Otherwise, she would definitely be unhappy.
Lei Yujiao was well versed in the art of picking up yang and replenishing yin, and she had always taken good care of herself. Throughout her life, she liked to be treated as a young woman. She hated people calling her an old woman. However, Aunt Liao opposite her wanted to expose her scars, which made her curse in anger. , "You stinky cousin, stop spitting shit, you are the toothless old woman..."
In anger, Lei Yujiao stepped up her offensive, stabbing the opponent erratically with the telescopic sword in her hand. Her moves were so fierce that she wanted to kill the opponent with the sword.
Seeing that Aunt Liao showed no sign of defeat, Zhuque said with a smile: "Then I'm going out. You have to work hard, Auntie, to beat this cunning woman to a pulp."
Aunt Liao said confidently: "Don't worry, today next year will be the memorial day of this jian woman..."
Suzaku dodged and came out of the office, and happened to encounter two enemies. She swung the golden swords in her hands and disemboweled the two big men, killing them with every movement of her hands.
Under the killings of the leaders of the Huamen gang, there were fewer and fewer members of the Huamen of Country M in the corridor, with only a dozen or so remaining. There were more and more corpses on the ground.
Ximen Lang looked at Teng John with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your sect leader is about to come to an end. I will personally destroy you!"
Seeing how cruel this kid and his men were, Teng John was extremely frightened, but with an expression of reluctance on his face, he said angrily: "How dare you..."
Ximen Lang sneered, "There's nothing I dare not do!" He jumped up, flew over like a giant black bird, and slashed down with his sword in mid-air.
John Teng hurriedly retreated, but was not as fast as his opponent. He was unable to dodge. The entire left arm was cut off and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out from the wound, and he let out a painful scream.