Martial Arts World Liver Experience

Chapter 55
"kill!"

Li Meng is well versed in the principle of long nights, many dreams, and unexpected problems. Now that he has made up his mind, he no longer struggles with it. He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to go forward.

They are all experts carefully selected by the Sea Shark Gang. As soon as the masked men around launched an attack, they saw strands of energy piercing through the air, piercing the void, and the violent energy was like a Yangtze River flooding, or like a vast sea. Thunder, the Emei disciples in the center of the mad attack.

Just as Master Dingzhen drew his sword, the old man in red on the opposite side had already locked her first, his body floated out, like a ball of fire, and struck Master Dingzhen fiercely with both palms.

Boom!
The crimson flame collided with Master Dingzhen's sword energy head-on, and there was only a chi-chi sound, and thick smoke rose.

Master Dingzhen's sword energy twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a big hole was burned out. The flame palm passed through the hole and continued to attack Master Dingzhen.

After two sword strikes, Master Dingzhen swung the long sword quickly, sparks flew, Master Dingzhen staggered back, his old face turned pale for a while.

"Burning Swordsman, are you Sun Wen of Rizong?" Master Dingzhen exclaimed in shock.

All well-known masters in the Jianghu generally have their own housekeeping skills, which are difficult for outsiders to imitate.

Martial arts similar to Flame Palm are not common in Jianghu, and masters who can use Flame Palm to such a level are even rarer to see.

Therefore, Dingzhen Shitai quickly thought of the identity of the old man in red, and also understood why the other party would make a move.

Sun Jiantong, a disciple of Rizong who was killed in the outer building of the West Lake Building, was the grandson of Sun Wen, the 'Burning Saber Hand'.

Many years ago, Sun Wen's son and daughter-in-law both died at the hands of the enemy. Only Sun Jiantong, a precious grandson, was killed by the Emei Sect's random sword. Master Dingzhen understood everything today in an instant.

But she didn't understand Sun Wen's meaning, instead she yelled at Li Meng: "You eat what's inside and outside, for your own selfishness, disregarding the kindness of your teacher, and drawing your sword against each other, you will definitely die!"

What responded to her was a powerful palm of flame, burning the void, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the fallen leaves were burned again, so that wherever it passed, it was like a terrifying red fire dragon, sweeping across the earth, invincible.

The internal force emitted has clearly reached the sixth level of extreme martial arts, and it is even better than the master Dingzhen in his heyday.

Master Dingzhen gritted his teeth, stepped on the ground, and rushed out of the body almost parallel to the ground, stretched his hands forward, with the long sword in front, and as it spun rapidly, the sword light quickly drew a white funnel sword aura in the air , even the man and the sword shot forward.

It is the unique skill of the Emei School, the killing style in the 81 swords that kill both heaven and earth.

boom!
The strength of the flame's palm was torn apart, Master Dingzhen's sword stopped for a little bit, and then charged forward again.

The morale of many Emei disciples was greatly boosted, but Sun Wen smiled coldly, and also rushed forward, pushing with both palms three times in a row, each time the strength of the palms became more powerful and burst.

The first palm defeated Master Dingzhen's funnel sword light, followed by the second palm, with a bang, Master Dingzhen quickly flew backwards, and the long sword came out of his hand, as if hit by a speeding locomotive generally.

However, the speed of the third palm was even faster, and it even caught up with the knocked flying Master Dingzhen, and hit Master Dingzhen's chest hard again without any fuss.

"puff!"

A mouthful of hot blood mist was sprayed out, Master Dingzhen rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and did not get up for a long time.

"In your heyday, you were no match for this old man, let alone you are seriously injured now. The old man's Burning Saber Triple Palm is not bad."

Sun Wen smiled happily, but he didn't show any mercy. With a flash of his body, he arrived at Master Dingzhen's side and stepped on it.

The Emei sect disciples around were too busy to take care of themselves, and there was no time to rescue them.

In fact, except for Fu Hao, who was on the dragon list, with a sword like a dragon, fighting wantonly in the crowd, almost all the remaining Emei sect disciples were at a disadvantage.

Even with the same level of cultivation, the disciples of these famous sects are not as decisive as the gangsters who lick blood on the blade.

Therefore, in less than a moment, one disciple after another of the Emei Sect fell down.

Li Meng and other three first-class masters besieged Fu Hao with all their strength.

Fu Hao is worthy of being one of the most outstanding disciples of this generation of Emei Sect. His body skills are erratic, his sword light is like a rainbow, and his moves are deadly. He seems to have brought the essence of Emei swordsmanship to the extreme.

"die!"

Seeing the heavy casualties of his juniors and juniors, Fu Hao's eyes turned red. In a flash, a figure flashed past one of the first-class masters.

Fu Hao's sword was unstoppable, and he used a big circle, and the sword light enveloped the second first-class master of the Sea Shark Gang again, and with a scream, the opponent's life was ended.

Li Meng didn't expect Fu Hao's martial arts to be so strong, he lost his two big arms by carelessness, but he had to avoid his edge, lest he would follow in the footsteps of the previous two.

Fu Hao didn't pursue. He looked at Zhou Dairu who was in danger, and saw the bloody and dying master Dingzhen Shitai who was trampled on his face. He gritted his teeth and roared to kill Sun Wen.

"Stop the old thief!"

Sun Wen didn't even look at it, and there was a flaming palm behind him.

The blazing palm force instantly pierced through the sword energy that Fu Hao had exerted with all his strength, and pierced it to be riddled with holes.Amidst the chi chi chi sound, Fu Hao turned into a blood man alive, most of his clothes were burned, and he fell to the ground miserably.

awful.

That's horrible!
"Go to hell!" Li Meng slashed out from the side, using the Heaven and Earth Double Kill Nine Nine 81 Sword, the long sword angrily sliced ​​at Fu Hao's waist, intending to cut him in half.

"Brother!"

"No!"

Fu Hao is a simple person, he treats his master with respect, and he treats the younger brothers and sisters in the sect with the same kindness, and he is very popular among his peers.

Such a generous and talented senior brother has ended up unrecognizable, and now he is still being cut in half, how can we not make people feel heartbroken.

Even Zhou Dairu stared blankly at the blood-stained young man after dodging a few long sword strikes with difficulty.

A few days ago, the flower of bitterness was stolen, and it was this brother who took the anger of Mrs. Dingzhen with all his strength, protected himself with all he could, and comforted her, the thief, in a calm voice.

"Brother..." Zhou Dairu's eyes were wet, and her heart felt a slight pain.

clang!
A crisp sound.

Li Meng's sword was only an inch away from Fu Hao's waist, but a stone flying from the other direction hit the sword right in the middle. Under the impact of great force, Li Meng's feet deflected, and Fu Hao took advantage of the situation to avoid the fatal attack. one strike.

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. Aren't your righteous ways always glorious, in my opinion, if you play the trick of dog-eat-dog, you are not bad." A group of people came out of the forest leisurely.

The person who spoke was a young woman in purple, with a playful fox-like smile on her face.

Half a step in front of her was a young man in Tsing Yi, with a cold face and a long sword hanging from his waist, watching the tragic scene expressionlessly.

The young woman in purple said to the young man in Tsing Yi: "Altar Master, the stone you threw just now was still too light, others may not remember it long."

The young man in Tsing Yi cast a sideways glance at the young woman in Zi Yi, and the latter finally became more honest, and stopped talking embarrassingly.

(End of this chapter)