"Big Yin Yang Hand" Lehou was furious and his eyes were red.
In terms of brains and resourcefulness, he is not as good as his seventh junior brother Tang Ying'e, but in terms of martial arts, he is superior to Tang Ying'e.
How could he not be angry when he saw several junior brothers being killed, and even the person in charge, Tang Ying'e, was killed by this person, and it was an attack?
He is known as the "Great Yin-Yang Hand", which means that his palm power is powerful and can be yin or yang, but what the world doesn't know is that his swordsmanship is even more powerful than his palm power.
In terms of swordsmanship alone, among the entire Songshan sect, he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Only inferior to Zuo Lengchan, his cultivation has also reached the level of a great master.
In the original work, Xiang Wentian escaped from the Demon Sect's headquarters and was hunted by the black and white factions, but the Songshan Sect only sent Lehou alone. This was because of Zuo Lengchan's trust in Lehou and because of Lehou's excellence.
Martial arts.
"laugh!"
A green sword light suddenly emerged from Lehou's sword.
He hesitated when he got the sword light, stretching and contracting it according to his heart. As Lehou's long sword was swung, the terrifying and ferocious aura surged wildly, as if it could illuminate the entire room in an instant.
Le Hou showed a sneer on his face, took a breath of vitality from his dantian, and a green light suddenly grew, stabbing towards Feng Zhou's chest.
He has been practicing sword radiance for more than ten years, and his power is extraordinary. The power of this full-strength shot is so terrifying that it can make the entire room collapse.
"Little tricks!"
Faced with Lehou's special skills, Feng Zhou didn't care at all.
When he was trading moves with Linghu Chong that day, he only used 30% of his internal strength to produce sword light, so he naturally knew how to deal with it.
He waved the golden snake sword in his hand and swept across it fiercely.
The golden snake sword curves and swims in mid-air, like a long dragon, fierce and powerful, and extremely domineering.
boom!
The golden snake sword struck Lehou's long sword heavily.
"when!"
The clang sound was clear and loud, like hitting a rock, and lasted for a long time.
The sword in Lehou's hand was intact, and it was obviously a peerless sword.
Although the Golden Snake Sword is a magical weapon, the reason why it is the treasure of the Five Poison Sect is just because it is a reward from Emperor Jianwen and its status is valuable. When it comes to the power of the magical weapon, it may not be able to surpass the Longquan Sword.
Therefore, despite Lehou's full resistance, the weapon in his hand remained intact.
But even so, Lehou still felt that with the Golden Snake Sword as the center, all the air within a radius of several feet seemed to turn into iron plates. His whole body seemed to be weighed down by a thousand kilograms of weight, and he could not even lift a finger.
The sword light, which was half a foot long and could expand and contract indefinitely, quickly became silent.
Lehou's feet also sank into the floor.
"Your internal strength is so strong, I'm afraid even the head senior brother can't compare to him!"
Lehou was shocked.
This feeling of coercing the world and subduing all things with one sword had been experienced by his master before, but at that time he had not yet developed his skills. But now, with his advanced cultivation, he is his master brother Zuo Lengchan.
It was impossible for a martial arts prodigy he had encountered in hundreds of years to make him feel this way.
However, these great masters and masters are all stomping their feet and suppressing the entire world. They are the ultimate masters that are rare in the world for hundreds of years. However, they have to practice for twenty or thirty years to achieve such achievements. How can they be like this?
The Yue Buming in front of me is so young.
"You can see it accurately!"
Feng Zhou was noncommittal, his internal energy started to work again, and he suddenly pressed down.
A surging and invincible force came down like Mount Tai, and Lehou's bones suddenly exploded. It seemed that in the next moment, his bones would explode and die.
"Fourteenth brother, leave quickly!"
Lehou tried his best to shout with all his strength.
"When you are about to die, you still think about your brothers. You are indeed a hero." Feng Zhou laughed loudly.
Although he praised Lehou, he continued to stimulate his internal energy.
Because he has no habit of letting his enemies go.
There was just a "click" and Lehou howled miserably. The bones of his arms and legs were broken, and then his spine was broken. With a bang, his whole body fell limply to the ground, almost turning into a puddle of flesh, and he was already dead.
Gao Kexin shivered.
From the time Feng Zhou came in to the execution of Fifth Senior Brother Lehou Fu, it only took one stick of incense, but for him, it was longer than ten years.
At this time, when he saw the death state of several senior brothers, it was really horrible. He was so frightened that he dared to step forward to fight. He held his long sword in front of him to protect him, and stepped back step by step. The tip of the sword could not help shaking.
He seemed extremely scared inside.
It turned out that at this time, he was already depressed, his energy was greatly dampened, his courage was broken, and he no longer had any fighting spirit.
He looked at Feng Zhou in awe, not daring to imagine.
"My martial arts skills are extremely profound and profound, far superior to those of my senior brother!"
Gao Kexin didn't want to believe it, but if his martial arts skills were not far superior to that of his senior brother, how could he kill several senior brothers with one sword, especially the power of coercing Lehou and killing people with force, which he had never seen in anyone before, I'm afraid
The leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, is not that powerful.
"How can we provoke the Huashan sect? How can we provoke the Huashan sect? Senior brother, the leader, is totally wrong!"
Gao Kexin felt extremely remorseful and at the same time extremely frightened.
At this time, Feng Zhou's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Gao Kexin as if there were no waves in an ancient well.
With his eyes, he could certainly see that Gao Kexin was extremely frightened, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This newcomer Gaoke was nicknamed "Golden-haired Lion" because of his majestic appearance, which made people think he was a generous and tragic man from Yanzhao.
Unexpectedly, when facing a desperate situation, this Yanzhao man would dare to be so timid and cowardly today. Instead of fighting even though he knew he would die like several other senior brothers, he took a few steps back, trembling all over.
He saw that Feng Zhou's gaze was as calm as water, but he was extremely frightened in his heart.
Suddenly, he threw down his weapon, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly and said: "Master Yue, Master Yue, I am too young to see Mount Tai. I have offended many people. I beg you, Master Yue, please spare my life. Spare my life."
"All this was directed by Zuo Lengchan. Zuo Lengchan was arrogant about his magical power and the Songshan Sect was so powerful that he wanted to merge the other four sects to form the Five Mountains Sect. It was all he who instigated me to do. It was only he and we who did it.
The more than 40 people who went to Huashan were also the underworld masters he gathered, and they were all arranged by Zuo Lengchan."
As he spoke, he kowtowed crazily, and soon there were blood stains on his forehead.
Feng Zhou was stunned for a while, then he smiled dumbly.
For a moment, the flower iron stems in "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" flashed in Feng Zhou's mind.
Hua Tiegan was originally a chivalrous person, but when faced with a life-and-death crisis, the despicable side that he usually suppressed deep in his heart and dared not see the light exploded completely. He even knelt down and kowtowed to the evil-doing ancestor of the Blood Knife without daring to resist at all.
Chi.
"Okay, let's go."
Feng Zhou's mood waned and he waved his hand gently.
Such a weakling is at most a mere faggot, who can be the icing on the cake. He does not dare to offer help in times of trouble. Even if he is killed, it would be meaningless.
Gao Kexin was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, kowtowed a few more times, and ran away.
"Wait!" Feng Zhou said calmly.
Gao Kexin shook his body, made a "pop" sound, knelt down again, and shouted: "What are your orders, Master Yue?"
"Go back and tell Zuo Lengchan to gather the gangsters he has gathered, draw up a list and hand it over to me. I will sort it out for him. He is still the head of the Songshan Sect. If he still doesn't hand it over after a month, Zuo Zhang
The door will be reunited with you, the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan."
"Yes, yes..." Gao Kexin kowtowed repeatedly, and then ran away in a hurry.