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Chapter 47: Absolute crushing strength!Spiral Nine Shadows!Turn one into four!

On the roof, Fei Bin and others' pupils shrank dramatically.

At this moment, what was in front of them was not a weapon, but a sky full of weapons.

Just like the rumors, all kinds of weapons are included.

A faint gleam of cold light appeared, reflecting the sun's rays, making it dazzling.

Each handle seems to be extremely sharp and can cut through anything.

The harsh wind howled past, and the rubble on the roof was chopped into pieces by the transformed physical weapon.

The broken tiles flying out were like thrown hidden weapons, shooting towards the outside of the roof.

A series of dull bombarding sounds came out, which shook the hearts of Fei Bin and others.

See such a scene.

At this moment, they could only feel cold sweat pouring out from their bodies, and the chill from the soles of their feet rushed to their brains instantly.

Even though it was noon and the blazing red sun hung in the sky, they still couldn't feel any warmth.

There is only a haze that cannot be dispelled.

But soon, these four Songshan disciples calmed down the fear in their hearts.

next moment.

Their faces tightened suddenly, and their aura suddenly burst out.

"open!"

Several roars came out in unison.

The four Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, who were already in the realm of Grandmasters, had an extremely strong Qi flowing out of their bodies.

It wanders among the limbs and bones, and then gathers into the palm of the hand.

In the next instant.

The true energy on the four people suddenly spread.

It was brought out from the Dantian in the body, and then converged towards the limbs and bones.

Fei Bin, known as the Great Songyang Hand, put away his sword and raised one arm in the palm of his hand.

The thick zhenqi is wrapped in the palm of the hand.

"Big Songyang Palm!"

On his left, Ding Mian, the head of the Thirteen Taibao, the tower bearer, stepped down.

"Tota Palm!"

The crane-hand Lu Bai on the right has a frosty expression on his face.

He said with an angry groan.

"Crane Cloud Palm!"

The big yin and yang hand music on the far left is thick, the arms are beating, and the true energy is intertwined.

"Big Yin Yang Palm!"

Four different voices sounded at the same time.

At this moment, no one dared to push the envelope, and everyone used their own skills to press the bottom of the box.

The voice fell.

The four of them blasted away at the sky full of weapons that were already in front of them.

At this moment, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword appeared.

The infuriating energy that continuously vibrated out swept the shattered sonic weapons and swept them away.

The house was shaking violently under such a fierce battle.

It seemed like it could collapse at any moment.

The earth seemed to be roaring.

Muffled sounds continued to be heard, and four master-level experts were surrounded by ten kinds of weapons.

There is no intention of stopping at all.

Clang!clang clang!

Accompanied by the heavy sound of metal clashing, the four people continued to strike out, and in just a few breaths, they struck out hundreds of times.

And every time he takes a shot, he can feel the huge power coming from the sonic weapon.

At first I could manage to break it up, but soon I became exhausted.

The weapon, which carried fierce murderous aura and pure Qi, shocked their jaws with pain.

"what!"

Soon, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer, and a tragic sound broke the slightly stalemate battle.

Lu Bai, one of the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan, could be seen, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, except for his arm that was already used as a palm.

The remaining one has disappeared.

The other Ding Mian was also seriously injured. There was a huge wound on his shoulder, with blood flowing out.

Under their difficult resistance, this offensive was resolved.

The soldiers all over the sky finally disappeared.

All that was left was a mess on the roof and ground.

But at this scene, the idle martial arts people outside the house were stunned.

And not just them, even those from well-known and decent families, their expressions changed in shock at this moment.

Among them, Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple stood up from his chair.

"With just a wave of his hand, he forced the four masters into this situation!"

"One has a broken arm and one is seriously injured!"

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

He looked at Ning Feng, and his eyes, which had been emotionless for many years, were now full of shock.

He was very sure that the attack that turned sound waves into weapons just now was not the Blue Sea Tide Song created by Huang Yaoshi.

Because even if he cultivates to the extreme, he will never be so powerful.

Such fierce and murderous martial arts are rare in the world.

He had to admit that even the lion's roar skill would never be able to achieve this level.

Besides him, Song Yuanqiao of Wudang was also amazed.

Seeing it with his own eyes this time made him understand even more what Master Zhang Zhenren said.

"It seems that there is really a great junior in this martial arts world!"

On the left, Zhou Zhiruo, a member of the Emei Sect, has beautiful eyes that are even more radiant.

The other heads were also amazed at Ning Feng's deeds in the town that day.

I already believed it in my heart.

However, compared to the reactions of these leaders at this moment.

The four sons of Songshan on the roof looked extremely ugly.

"How is it possible... to be so strong!" Fei Bin looked at Ning Feng, who had an indifferent expression, and his voice started to tremble a little.

I don't know if it's because of the massive loss of true energy in the body, or because of the fear deep inside.

"No, we have to retreat first!" Fei Bin murmured as he looked at his palms dripping with blood.

Just one blow put them in such a situation that it was impossible to win with their own strength.

"Use Songshan Sword Technique!"

"Get out of here first!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fei Bin said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the expressions of several other people were condensed.

The four people used this set of swordsmanship at the same time. They believed that even if the opponent could resist the blow, he would still need to spend a lot of energy and take some time to adjust.

And this little time was enough to put some distance between him and Ning Feng.

next moment.

The four of them looked at each other, and the long swords at their waists were unsheathed with a clang.

"Wan Yue Chaozong!"

With a low roar, the few infuriating energy of the four people swam toward the blade like water snakes.

Immediately after the intertwined sword edges, four sword energy slashed out instantly.

And at the moment when the sword energy rushed forward, the four of them used Qinggong to fly towards the distance regardless of the result.

However, when Ning Feng saw this, he smiled slightly and the next moment.

His body jumped up directly.

The figure floating out of the dust instantly transformed into four identical figures in the air.

The majestic true energy appeared from his hand, slapped on the oncoming sword energy, and instantly dissolved the four sword energy.

After that, Ning Feng's figure did not stop in the air at all.

It disappeared on the roof in the blink of an eye.

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