The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Nine flowers? Closing quickly, more than [-] masters, sticks and sticks connected into one body, all the power of the whole body gathered on the dragon head of the palm bowl.

Whoohoo!

Infused with the true qi of the three hundred masters, the palm-bowl dragon head swelled with qi all over his body, his aura rose steadily, and soon reached a certain terrifying point.

Limited by the body, it cannot be strengthened, otherwise it will explode and die.

"what--"

Zhangbo Longtou had a painful expression on his face, and he turned to the sky and wailed, obviously in extreme pain.

"His aura is... congenital top bee!"

"It didn't disappoint me!"

Shi Huolong, Chen Youliang and others in the distance were overjoyed when they saw this.

Standing under the bright moon, Han Chen pointed his sword obliquely at the ground, and walked towards Zhangbang Longtou step by step.

"If you only have this ability, then unfortunately, your life belongs to me!"

Just as the cold and domineering voice fell, a pleasant groan pierced the sky.

groan! ! !

The earth-shattering sound of the sword overwhelmed all the noise.

Deadly Fifteenth Sword!

Han Chen stabbed out with a sword, the brilliance shone through the ages, and the sword energy pierced the heavens.

Dominate the world!

Peerless!

No one can describe the style of this sword, no one can describe the strength of this sword, this is no longer a swordsmanship that can be seen in the world, it is completely in the realm of immortals and Buddhas!

Chapter 108: Suppressing the Beggar Gang and Exposing the Truth (2/3)

The thirteenth generation of sword demon Yan, the fifteenth sword that kills people!

At this moment, above the ruined area where the full moon hangs high and the night wind blows, a stunning ancient brilliance blooms.

The fifteenth sword is the sword technique of interpreting death and interpreting destruction!

Destroy the common people, burn the living creatures!

At this moment, the life-killing sword intent to kill the universe descended on the void where the palm dragon head was.

boom! ! !

Under the astonishing power of the sword, the dragon head of the palm stick, which was originally as imposing as a mountain, suddenly turned into a broken leaf in the wind, crumbling, and the iron rod in his hand collapsed in pieces, and was twisted into powder in an instant.

"This, how is this possible..."

Before Zhangbo Longtou could finish his words, his eyes filled with horror suddenly became dim and lost all vitality.

Pfft!

His body was like a collapsed building, falling heavily into the waste area.

Next, sword energy swept across the entire world!

The disciples of the Cudgel Formation who were connected to the life of Zhangbo Longtou were simultaneously crushed by Han Chen's sword, and all their vitality was shredded, their eyes turned dead gray, and they all fell down.

puff puff...

The booming sound of three hundred corpses falling to the ground rang together in an instant.

"Is this the stick array you are proud of?"

Standing proudly above the sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, Han Chen shook his head: "Vulnerable!"

The cold night wind blows the white clothes, making Han Chenyi rustle, and the strong smell of blood fills the entire abandoned garden with the wind. The smell lingers for a long time.

Witnessing Han Chen's peerless sword power with his own eyes, Shi Huolong, Chen Youliang, the law enforcement elders, the preaching elders, and more than [-] disciples of the Beggars' Clan, all stand in the ground.

They were completely stunned!

Quiet.

Terribly quiet.

In this huge waste area, you can hear the sound of a needle falling.

fear!

panic!

Scared!

Invade everyone's heart in an instant.

Looking at Han Chen's cold eyes and the bloody sword in his hand, they were terrified.

Even the soul is trembling!

"so horrible!"

"He's not a man! He's a devil!"

After a long silence, those pale-faced Beggar Sect disciples let out a soul-shaking exclamation.

"I knew he was strong, but I didn't expect him to be this strong!"

The woman in the yellow shirt, who was always calm and composed, opened her eyes wide at this moment.

His beautiful face was full of shock, and a smile of admiration appeared on the corner of his beautifully curved mouth.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, beheading the leader of the beggar gang, points +!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, beheading three hundred masters of the beggar gang, points +!"

Hearing the notification sound of the system, a satisfied smile rose on Han Chen's cold face.

"The reward is not bad."

"Finally, I didn't fall into the prestige of [The Fifteenth Sword of Slaughtering Life]."

With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, Han Chen moved forward, pressing down on the remaining Beggar Clan disciples step by step.

Han Chen took a step forward, and the two thousand disciples took a step back.

They are too afraid of Han Chen!

Although there were more than [-] people, they were all trembling and kept retreating, retreating again and again. Han Chen's sword of destruction just now had completely shattered their confidence.

Facing an opponent like Han Chen, they had no choice but to retreat.

"Don't retreat, kill me, kill him!"

Shi Huolong was holding a green bamboo stick, and seeing his disciples retreating faster and faster, his heart suddenly became anxious, and quickly put on the majesty of the gang leader, and kept ordering: "We have so many people, he only has a few people, what are you afraid of, go quickly!" Kill him, kill him..."

"Do you really think you are the leader of the beggar gang?"

Han Chen's cold and sarcastic words interrupted Shi Huolong's shouting.

Then, it turned into a white shadow, flying like lightning, flying over the heads of the Beggar Clan members, and suddenly landed in front of Shi Huolong.

"You, you, what are you doing!"

Seeing Han Chen coming in front of him, Shi Huolong was full of panic and said incoherently: "I am the leader of the beggar gang, you can't kill me!"

As he said that, he picked up the green bamboo stick, protected the vital points in front of him, and stepped back step by step, lest Han Chen suddenly attack the killer.

Seeing the green bamboo stick in Shi Huolong's hand, Han Chen immediately sneered, "Is this your dog-beating stick?"

boom!

With a sudden wave of Han Chen's right hand, the innate qi blasted out, overturning Shi Huolong, and Han Chen snatched the green bamboo stick.

"Look carefully!"

Han Chen lifted the green stick, and the innate qi acted on it, the green stick didn't shatter, but bent, it turned out to be an iron stick.

"The dog-beating stick is bent!"

"how can that be?"

The law-enforcing elder and the preaching elder looked at each other, they both knew that the dog-beating stick, the treasure of the town gang, was made of jasper.

"The dog-beating stick is fake!"

"But where is it really?"

The two elders were at a loss, and only felt that this matter was strange.

The three thousand beggar gang disciples were full of suspicion and dumbfounded, as if they were trapped in a fog and couldn't see the situation clearly.

"It's really here."

The woman in the yellow shirt spoke calmly, took Shi Hongshi's hand, and walked to the front of the crowd with lotus steps.In Shi Hongshi's hand was a thin and long cloth bag.

"Sister, take out your dog-beating stick and show them."

"Well, sister Yang."

Shi Hongshi nodded, stood in front of the elders who preached the exercises and enforced the law, untied the knot of the long cloth bag, took out a bamboo stick that was full of greenery, and held it gently in his hand.

Under the bright moon, the blue stick flickered.

The elder Chuan Gong was surprised: "Beat the dog!"

The law enforcement elder nodded: "It's really a dog-beating stick!"

Seeing the real dog-beating stick, the two elders all changed their expressions, looked at Shi Hongshi, and asked with concern: "Son, who are you?"

Shi Hongshi said timidly, "My name is Shi Hongshi."

"Trying to run? How stupid!"

Suddenly, Han Chen snorted coldly, saw the fake Shi Huolong slipping away quietly, and waved his big sleeve lightly.

Rumbling--