Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2552 The tragic death

Peng Zhenyang used a killing move, and Laohua and I were all thrown away. Our bodies hit the Dharma barrier one after another, and Peng Zhenyang followed closely, moving as fast as lightning and flint, heading towards I felt a knot in my heart. At this moment, Laohua who was behind me pushed me away and reached out to grab Peng Zhenyang's ice blade.

My body was still in mid-air, and when I looked back, I was suddenly shocked. The Peng Zhenyang Ice Blade was a magic weapon. The old man was trying to catch it with his hands, and he was just desperate for his life.

But I didn't have time to stop him at this moment, and I saw Laohua grabbing the ice blade.

When Laohua's hand touched the ice blade, a layer of ice suddenly condensed on his body. The ice blade also pierced the palm of his hand and then went straight to Laohua's chest.

Just when the ice blade was about to pierce Laohua's heart, the Dragon Subduing Arhat that Laohua sacrificed suddenly appeared on Peng Zhenyang's side, waved the broken banana fan, and hit Peng Zhenyang's body.

Peng Zhenyang was so frightened that he didn't even want the ice blade and moved aside.

However, he was still hit on the shoulder by the broken banana fan. I heard a muffled groan, and the old man Peng Zhenyang swayed and fell towards me.

At this time, my body happened to land on the ground, and as soon as I regained my footing, I knew my chance had come. I immediately put away the sword spirit, waved my palms, and slapped Peng Zhenyang.

Peng Zhenyang looked back at me, his eyes full of horror. He had no magical weapon and could not avoid it, so he had to wave his palms and slap me in my direction.

I felt furious in my heart, and the image of Li Kexin dying tragically in front of me appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but let out a loud shout.

I want revenge!

With a "boom" sound, my palms collided with Peng Zhenyang's palms, making an explosion.

The entire Dharma barrier shook violently, and a huge wave of air quickly spread from Peng Zhenyang and I to the surroundings, constantly impacting the Dharma barrier, and the Dharma barrier trembled like water ripples.

I have never suffered a loss when competing with others for palm power. This is all because the Yinrou Palm can increase my cultivation several times and explode the palm power, and the palm of my hand contains the Heart-Destroying Palm, which can swallow the thunderous energy. During this time, it can also explode with powerful lethality.

Two killing moves merged into one place, not to mention the lethality.

Peng Zhenyang once suffered a great loss from my combined palms. If he had not lost his magic weapon and had no choice but to accept this palm from me, Peng Zhenyang would never have received this palm from me. However, it would have been even worse if he had not accepted this palm. He would have died if he had received this palm from me. Half a life is lost.

But I heard Peng Zhenyang let out a muffled grunt, and was blown away by my palm. When he was flying out, I saw a dense electric current rolling through his body, making him tremble all over.

With this palm, I had no reservation at all and hit him with [-]% strength.

But Peng Zhenyang's current cultivation level is not weak, and the power pouring out of him also made me stagger back several steps, and my hands became numb for a while.

The opportunity was fleeting, and I didn't dare waste a single minute, let alone give Peng Zhenyang a chance to breathe.

When Peng Zhenyang just hit the Dharma barrier, I dodged towards him in eight steps, waved my palms again, and patted him.

The fear in Peng Zhenyang's eyes was even worse. Even though his body was filled with electricity, he had no choice but to fight with me again.

This time, Peng Zhenyang still waved his palms and faced me again.

With a "boom", the two palms touched together again. The injured Peng Zhenyang was obviously damaged. This time, the power conveyed from him was far worse than before.

With a "Wow" sound, Peng Zhenyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was almost knocked out of the Dharma barrier by my palm.

If he can take two palms from me, this old man will definitely not be able to hold on.

I was extremely angry, and the scene of Li Kexin falling in front of me kept reappearing in my mind, followed by the third slap.

"Old man! You killed my woman, and I want you to pay with your life!"

Amidst the loud shouts, I slapped out this palm again. It may be because Peng Zhenyang was too seriously injured. With the third palm, he just raised his hand slightly, but I bypassed his hand and hit him with one palm. on his chest.

With a sound of "Bang!", Peng Zhenyang's body hit the Dharma barrier again. But at this time, his face was ashen and his eyes were bloodshot. In addition to a large amount of blood spurting out of his mouth, there was also a large amount of blood in his nose and ears. Blood flowed out.

It was this third slap that basically rendered Peng Zhenyang unable to fight back.

Slowly, Peng Zhenyang's body slipped to the ground, his chest heaved violently, and a large number of dense and small electric currents rolled through his body. His entire face was covered in blood, and blood continuously seeped out from the seven orifices. .

He was defeated, completely defeated. In the past, the cultivation of old man Peng Zhenyang was simply an insurmountable mountain for me, but now I have stepped on it.

I took a deep breath, stood next to Peng Zhenyang, looked down at him, and said in a deep voice: "Old Peng, is there anything else you want to say before you die?"

Peng Zhenyang's consciousness seemed a little dissociated, and he finally turned to look at me, and suddenly he laughed hard at me. With this smile, more blood flowed from his mouth.

"Wu... Wu Jiuyin... don't be proud... I... I'm just one step ahead of you... The chief helmsman will come out soon and kill you all. I'm waiting for you at the intersection of Huangquan. ...I will never let you go even if I am a ghost..." Peng Zhenyang gritted his teeth.

"I'm sorry, you don't even have a chance to be a ghost, you can only be crushed and ashes, and your soul is scattered!"

I looked at Peng Zhenyang fiercely, opened my hands, and quickly activated the Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra, and grabbed Peng Zhenyang in the air. Peng Zhenyang's body sitting on the ground was controlled by the power of the Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra. , slowly floated up from the ground, and then was pulled here. I grabbed Peng Zhenyang's neck.

Peng Zhenyang must know how powerful my Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra is. It can not only crush the bones and raise ashes, but also destroy the soul. The resentful look in his eyes once again turned into fear.

"Wu...Wu Jiuyin...give me a happy..." Peng Zhenyang said with difficulty.

"No! You must die violently."

I rejected Peng Zhenyang and continued to activate the Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra, devouring the energy in Peng Zhenyang's body. This old man has a strong cultivation base. Although he was seriously injured, the cultivation base of more than 100 years is still contained in his body.

(End of this chapter)