Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1274 Poor Sifang Pavilion Master
"Little Wu, you!" Facing Xiao Wu, Meng Yang felt a little powerless.

He knew that although Xiao Wu was eccentric, no one could change what he had decided.

In the Sifang Pavilion, screams and shouts of killing became one with each other, and the battle intensified.

The young man watched quietly, as if all this was none of his business.

However, he paid close attention to his surroundings.

His target has not yet appeared.

Because of his status, he couldn't just do it casually.

At the same time, in the secret room deep under the Sifang Pavilion.

Mo Xian's palm was still glued to Sifang Pavilion Master's head.

The Yuanli between the two has become extremely violent, and no one knows what will happen if it continues.

"Little Huangkou, today either you die or I die." The Sifang Pavilion Master was really irritated by Mo Xian, full of anger, eager to vent.

His pupils have begun to become a little loose, and his tone of voice is also a little crazy, obviously on the verge of going berserk.

Mo Xian couldn't control that much anymore, he could only desperately mobilize his energy, forcefully pour it into the main body of the Sifang Pavilion, and disrupt the circulation of his own energy.

"boom!"

After several minutes passed like this, the disordered Yuanli finally exploded completely.

The hard ground immediately crumbled away like tofu, and quickly spread outward.

Mo Xian was also hit hard, and he flew upside down, hitting the wall heavily, unable to fall for a long time.

But the Sifang Pavilion Master was still sitting there, his body trembling, his eyes rolling.

Thick white smoke spread out from his body, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

Gradually, the berserk energy gradually dissipated, and the Sifang Pavilion master stared suddenly, then stopped moving.

Mo Xian leaned against the wall vigilantly, but after a few minutes, the Sifang Pavilion master still didn't move.

"What's going on?" He frowned, and cautiously approached the Sifang Pavilion Master, but the latter remained silent.

"Hey, are you okay?" Mo Xian shook his hand at the Sifang Pavilion Master, who suddenly shrank his head and said in a strange tone: "I'm a turtle, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!"

"What Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!" Mo Xian was taken aback, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry.

However, he also knew that the Sifang Pavilion Master was probably driven mad by his words.

This is probably because the Sifang Pavilion Master is in a critical state of breakthrough, and he cares too much about his wife, so it is like this.

"Well, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, you can bear it, and this name suits you very well!" Mo Xian nodded. Now that the owner of the Sifang Pavilion is crazy, the threat of the Sifang Pavilion has also been greatly reduced.

This training room is very large, and there are some things needed for training in it, but most of them are consumed by the Sifang Pavilion Master.

For the rest, Mo Xian was of course not polite.

Because he was worried about the situation outside, Mo Xian didn't stay long and was ready to go out.

After solving the Sifang Pavilion Master, he felt a lot more relaxed.

However, the Sifang pavilion master unexpectedly followed up.

He goes, so he goes.

He stopped, so he stopped.

Mo Xian simply ignored the Sifang Pavilion Master and followed the passage to the ground.

He immediately discovered that the dark Sifang Pavilion was actually brightly lit, and there were violent fluctuations not far from him.

The sound of fighting is extremely clear.

"Have you been discovered?" Mo Xian's expression froze, and his figure had already burst out.

"Mo Xian, you must not come out, leave immediately, the farther the better." Jia Ren and Jia Yi resisted hard while shouting.

In the current situation, even if Mo Xian appeared, I'm afraid it would not be able to turn the situation around.

After all, the owner of Sifang Pavilion has not yet appeared.

And the young man was still watching from the sidelines.

"Little children, do you think that you can come and leave whenever you want to our Sifang Pavilion?" The one-armed old man roared wildly, and suddenly slammed his palm out.

"Woooo..."

Under this palm, there are gusts of dark wind, like ghosts crying and wolves howling. It is his unique skill, Taiyin Killing Hand.

Shen Jing was being entangled by someone at this time, her back was almost completely exposed to the attack of the one-armed old man.

"Hehe, with so many of you, it's not good to sneak up on a girl, isn't it?" Accompanied by a chuckle, a fierce fist strikes in an instant, blowing away the Taiyin Killing Hand.

"Mo Xian?"

This sudden change surprised everyone.

An imperceptible sneer appeared on the young man's face, and the person he was looking for finally appeared.

Seeing that it was Mo Xian, the one-armed old man was startled immediately, and then quickly retreated to the side of the young man like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Didn't I tell you not to come out? Didn't you hear such a loud voice?" Shen Jing came to Mo Xian's side and complained.

Now Mo Xian has also come out, and there is only one serious injury left outside, one auxiliary warrior, basically no different from being wiped out by the group.

"I heard it, but it seems a little too late." Mo Xian shrugged helplessly and said.

"Boy, the hatred of a broken arm is irreconcilable. Unexpectedly, you actually sent it to the door yourself." The old man with a broken arm looked at Mo Xian with a fierce look. It hasn't been long.

"Your arm was chopped off by me. Do you think you have avenged this revenge?" Mo Xian said, his tone gradually became colder, "I will give you a chance to heal the injury of Taiyin Miehand."

"Presumptuous, where do you think this is? Deep in my Sifang Pavilion, you dare to speak wild words." The face of the one-armed old man turned cold, and a strange mark suddenly appeared on both hands.

"Shhhh..."

At the four corners of the Sifang Pavilion, a ray of light flashed out immediately, and then merged together in the space.

Immediately afterwards, there was a golden light covering down, enclosing the entire Sifang Pavilion.

"Hmph, none of you can escape today." The old man with the broken arm said in a deep voice.

"Large defensive formation? What's the use of this?" Mo Xian said flatly.

"Nonsense, didn't you hear clearly, none of you can escape!" said the one-armed old man.

"Run? We don't have that plan!" Mo Xian said indifferently, he had already dealt with the owner of the Sifang Pavilion, and the Sifang Pavilion was like an empty shelf.

However, the young man who had been standing quietly not far away made him feel a threat.

"Old man angry, I was just careless before." The old man with the broken arm shouted violently, his figure suddenly appeared in mid-air like lightning, and at the same time he slammed several palms at Mo Xian.

His strength had already reached the Nine Star Martial King Realm, but his arm was broken and his strength was greatly reduced.

However, this is his territory.

"Bang bang bang..."

Under these few palms, everything around seemed to be made of clay, collapsing quickly.

Mo Xian was about to fight back, but suddenly five people rushed out at the same time and surrounded him. Each of them had reached the eight-star martial king realm. Together, they were comparable to nine-star martial king realm powerhouses.

"Be careful, don't destroy this place!" The young man moved and immediately appeared on a tall tower in the distance.

The others also moved instantly, and the war broke out again.

(End of this chapter)