Gao Qingcheng's strong surprise caused heavy losses to the Qinglong Society and Baiyun Sect's troops. Even the sword slave with endless murderous aura was easily knocked down by him, and all the bystanders were frightened.

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The arrogant and arrogant person as strong as Yuwen Zheng was so scared that he flew away, but Hu Xiaotian pressed step by step, and the sword pointed at him was only a short distance from the fatal hole behind him. Yuwen Zheng did not escape and shouted, "Master Huangfu Sect, help!" Hu Xiaotian sneered repeatedly. Once Huangfu Ji was forced to rescue Yuwen Zheng, Dugu Yu would definitely take the opportunity to get out of the predicament and let the sniper plan be lost.

Seeing the situation reversed and the enemy was about to give him the head, a monk with a disgrace suddenly flashed out of the darkness. His skin was dark and his face was as cold as frost, like a ghost emerging from the ground. He came over at an incredible speed and slashed his face with a palm.

This palm is said to be fast or slow or slow. The trajectory of the palm technique is extremely clear, as if it is very casual, and it seems to have deliberately controlled the speed of the palm, giving people a strange and uncomfortable feeling of annoyance. Wherever the palm power reaches, it is like a net of heaven and earth, covering the space in all directions. Even powder and dust are difficult to break free, and they are destined to be crushed and destroyed by the invisible and material flow!

It was really a thunder thunder that broke out in silence.

This kind of magic power is boundless and wonderful, even if it is used by the first elder of the Shaolin Temple Dharma Academy, it is only so powerful. In the camp of the Qinglong Society, there is such a master with extremely high martial arts skills hidden!

Hu Xiaotian stood up with his hair on his back, and he really felt the terrifying crisis of being crushed to pieces! Since he went down the mountain, the monks in front of him were the most terrifying, even surpassing Xiang Hu. He didn't care about Yu Wen Zheng's life and death. His whole body's potential was stimulated. The sword light suddenly lit up, as if a ball of scorching sun was exploded in the air, using attack as a defense, and angrily slashed the enemy's palm. At present, the only way to use the strongest magic sect's unique skills, "Ten Axes of Dragons" to compete with the enemy!

Although the sword light was burning, the palm broke through the air, and all the light was silently annihilated, disappeared, and was completely swallowed. There was only a light sound of popping, and the long sword broke inch by inch. Hu Xiaotianru was hit by a huge hammer with a thousand kilograms of hammer, and a blood arrow was sprayed out. He flew backwards six or seven feet away.

"Huh!" The monk was a little surprised to see that the young man was injured but not dead. He retracted his right palm and rotated his left fist from his waist without hesitation. He waved his arm and a huge and powerful punch hit him out. With the wind of the fist, the soil was rolling around, and the sound was as terrifying as a dragon splitting the ground.

The "Hundred Steps Divine Fist" of Buddhist supernatural powers!

Hu Xiaotian used the eighth level of the World-Destroying Overlord Decision and used the unique skills of the Ten Axes of Dragon Slaying, and was still shattered by his opponent's palm, and was seriously injured and vomited blood. The shock in his heart was conceivable. A flash of inspiration in his mind, this person must be Fei Zhixian, the "martial general" of the four great generals of the Qinglong Association! In order to kill Dugu Yu, the Qinglong Association and Baiyun Sect respectively dispatched the strongest masters under his sect! Fei Zhixian was invisible. He must have planned to suddenly attack at a critical moment, striving to kill Dugu Yu with one blow. Although the plan was good, he could not watch Ning Wufan's disciple being killed, which made the alliance on the verge of breaking. He had no choice but to appear and take action to resolve the crisis.

Even though Hu Xiaotian was practicing both inside and outside, and with the protection of Xuanzong's true energy, he was still knocked to the ground by Fei Zhixian with a palm. The energy invaded and the meridians stinged. He almost fainted on the spot. He bit his tongue suddenly, forcing himself to keep his mind awake. At this time, the sharp fist wind was already roaring, as if a mountain of tens of millions of pounds was pressing down. The terrifying pressure was enough to make people suffocate on the spot! Fei Zhixian would not talk about his identity and face when facing the enemy, nor would he abide by any rules in the martial arts world. Even if the other party was a junior who was far inferior to him, he not only used his killer moves first, but also made a tough move.

Hu Xiaotian didn't have time to accuse the other party of his ruthlessness. He stood up straight with his waist, his steel teeth were clenched and his fists were about to break, and he flew around. He almost instinctively used a move to "tear the sky" and hit forward without giving in. Every inch of muscle and every part of the bone burst out with the greatest potential. This is a real life-and-death battle. If he couldn't stop this punch, he would have ended up with the meridians breaking and the chest and abdomen holes open! All distracting thoughts and everything quietly disappeared, and in the center of his eyes, he was only himself.

With the enemy who was almost as powerful as a demon, in a trance, he had an illusion, as if he had returned to the night when he broke through the gate at the bottom of the lake. The force of the fist suddenly divided the yin and yang, guiding the yin and yang energy in his body to gush out. In the past, he used the same war god fist, killing the horse guardian of the Qinglong Club in one blow, and his various insights when punching were deeply rooted in his heart. At this moment, facing the strong enemy he only met in his life, his spirit was highly condensed, and his boxing skills were unconsciously simulated a bit of innate meaning.

Fei Zhixian's eyes suddenly opened and his sharp light shot. Unexpectedly, this young opponent made amazing moves repeatedly and actually peeked at the gate of martial arts under heavy pressure! He couldn't help but be jealous and hated, and his murderous intention was so intense that he jumped over.

Bang! Boom!

The two fist winds collided, first making a dull, terrifying and terrifying sound, then the strong air compressed and exploded, mud columns erupted, and opium flew.

Hu Xiaotian's arms were shaking violently, with finger bones, wrist bones, arm bones, and shoulder bones clattering, and the lower plate was loose. He stepped back for seven steps and sprayed a mouthful of blood. If he hadn't had he slaughtered his muscles and bones in the secret room, his body's strength was close to the limit, so how could he be able to block this hundred-step divine fist? Under the internal force recoil, he felt that the true energy of the acupoints in his body was surging, like the Yangtze River and the Yangtze River were continuously penetrated, and he actually achieved a breakthrough! Hu Xiaotian's eyes were like lightning, and he locked his opponent in the distance through the smoke and dust in the sky. With a long roar, the "Destroy the World" of the God of War Fist was attacked first. Even if the opponent was the top strongest in the world, he would still fight to the death again!

Fei Zhixian used five success powers in the first palm and six success powers in the second punch. When Hu Xiaotian made a punch and snatched the attack, he couldn't help but completely put away his contempt and pushed out his palms flatly, and he had already used eight success powers in the Great Prajna Palm "Saving All Aways"!

The two sides had a qi touched each other, and the power of the Prajna palm splitted all obstacles like a shattered destruction, and it was stamped on Hu Xiaotian's chest. Hu Xiaotian groaned and fell far away like a kite with a broken string. People vomited blood and fell into a coma in the air, and were unconscious.

Fei Zhixian felt a huge force recoiling faintly in the place where his palm fell, and his brows frowned slightly. Could it be that this man had practiced the magical skill of protecting his body? He was about to kill him further, but suddenly a loud shout was like a thunderbolt explosion: "Don't hurt my brother!" Then a sword light slashed. The sword energy was like a sea wave and angered tide. With the cold momentum of crushing all things in the world, it actually had something in common with the magical skill of Buddhism. Fei Zhixian was surprised and murmured: "Is it the magical skill of Nirvana?" He turned his wrist and his ten fingers popped out quickly like a plucking string. He only heard the sound of the finger wind, and dozens of fingers intertwined into the network, rushing into the sword energy tide almost indiscriminately, shattering the sword light into pieces.

A figure bloomed, and the air current exploded. Gao Qingcheng couldn't help but fly three feet away. He staggered after landing. He immediately pointed his sword at the distance and said word by word: "Shaolin traitor Fei Zhixian!"

Fei Zhixian is a top figure who is domineering in the underworld. He would not allow others to be humiliated in public. He shouted angrily: "Bold. Those who call Buddha's name will be killed without mercy!" The internal energy is everywhere, and the bones all over the body burst into pieces. The whole person suddenly rose more than two feet high, and his muscles burst, just like a Vajra coming to the world, and his violent and cold momentum soared into the sky. He made a mistake with his palms and said grimly: "I miss you with Buddhism, and Buddha will leave you with a whole body!"

Gao Qingcheng was as motionless as a mountain, and his strict sword intent enveloped his body. He said lightly: "You are not afraid of the wind and flashing your tongue, just come here and try it!"

Fei Zhixian couldn't understand what the man in black was from, and was about to come out to test it. Suddenly, a hoarse and cold voice sounded from the wilderness in the distance: "Fe Zhixian, you fake monk, are you wearing a monk's robe coming out to deceive people?" His face suddenly darkened, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "The one-eyed eagle that killed the sky is here to ruin my good deeds again!"

Dugu Yu looked happy and suddenly laughed: "An Luoying, why don't he show up yet?! Do you have to wait for me to be killed?"

"An Luoying?!" The masters of the Qinglong Association and Baiyun Sect all changed their colors. The black shadows flashed in the northwest, and dozens of masters rushed towards them with a rainbow of momentum. The person in the leader held the fine steel eagle claws, bald head and one-eyed eyes, and had a violent murderous aura without any concealment. It was An Luoying, one of the thirteen elders of the Demon Sect! The trapped disciples of the Demon Sect were greatly motivated and made a shocking cry at the same time. The shocking shock caused the wind and clouds to change color, and the four fields echoed.

Fei Zhixian saw An Luoying leading the new force to come. Knowing that things were no longer possible, he sighed in his heart and ordered the Qinglong Association to retreat on his own initiative to avoid death in vain. As soon as the Qinglong Association retreated, the Baiyun Sect's subordinates dodged without waiting for instructions. Seeing that the situation was over, Huangfu Ji had to sigh and stop, and retreated unwillingly to Fei Zhixian's side. The two looked at each other, shook their heads sadly, and everything was silent.

An Luoying rushed over in a blink of an eye and said coldly: "If the famous Blood Evil is easily killed by someone, he is not worthy of being the elder of the God Cult!" He turned his head and looked at him, and his eyes were full of cold light, "Fei Zhixian, you mobilized a large number of troops to ambush the elder of this Cult. Wouldn't you be blind when my eyes were completely blind? Haha, if your Qinglong Club wants to start a full war, I will accompany you to the end!"

The Central Plains area is under the jurisdiction of An Luoying. Dugu Yu led his people out of Luoyang to go south. He secretly sent experts to escort him and handled the matter in advance. Therefore, Dugu Yu was poisoned in Shangqiu and was attacked. He received the news as soon as he heard the news. After hearing the news, he immediately led the elites in the sect to help. Because the Demon Sect and the Qinglong Society competed for overlords of the underworld, they had fought each other for many years, An Luoying and Fei Zhixian had fought more than once. After meeting, they were not polite and started to scold and provoke.

Fei Zhixian sneered: "One-eyed eagle, don't talk nonsense, have the ability to fight against Master Buddha!"

An Luo turned his eyes and said disdainfully: "Which bastard was besieging me disciple of the Divine Cult just now? Now I'm just talking about the rules of the world to Master Ying. I really don't know how good the face is, and I'm shameless!"

The two masters knew the truth and seemed to be furious and fighting, but they did not attack each other in a tacit understanding, but they just cursed each other like street gangsters. Both sides were experienced figures, and they would not fight for both sides without being sure of it? Anyway, the future is long, and the outcome is not decided this time, and the next time they fight wits and courage. In the tense atmosphere, no one noticed when Hu Xiaotian disappeared without a trace.

Hu Xiaotian woke up slowly from his sleep, but saw the sky turned white and the grass was condensed. It was already dawn. He leaned alone under a big tree, and the wounds on his body were bandaged with medicine. The scorching pain was a little cool.

Hu Xiaotian took a deep breath, stood up tenaciously, feeling pain everywhere on his chest, abdomen and back, especially where Fei Zhixian hit, there were small groups of cold-condensed true energy lingering, hindering the passage of meridians. He was very annoying. After a moment of pondering, he knew that he was rescued by Gao Qingcheng after he was unconscious, but he didn't know how the fight last night ended? Can Dugu Yu escape the joint attack of Fei Zhixian and Huangfu Ji? He glanced around his eyes worriedly, and saw the knife slave standing silently ten feet away, while Gao Qingcheng knelt in front of him and muttering to himself. Hu Xiaotian was shocked. He was about to struggle and fly out of his palm. Suddenly he heard Gao Qingcheng say in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Hu, this is my housework, don't interfere!"

Hu Xiaotian looked carefully and found that the knife slave had clearly sealed his acupoints and could not move at all. However, he still kept in mind his master's instructions and regarded Gao Qingcheng as the enemy that must be killed. He was like a trapped bloodthirsty beast with a ferocious expression and a fierce look. He roared at the enemy in front of him. Hu Xiaotian's heart moved and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Gao, why do you kneel down to him?"

Gao Qingcheng raised his head, looked at the face that looked very similar to himself, and slowly said, "Before he lost his mind and was refined into a puppet, he was my brother who was connected to his blood! My Gao family was captured by Baiyun Sect, and only my brother and I escaped through the secret passage. However, the dog thieves of Baiyun Sect pursued him relentlessly. In the end, my elder brother gave his life and led all the pursuers away, thus allowing me to escape the enemy's search. Without his life-sacrificing cover, I would not have been able to learn art in Hengshan later and became famous all over the world. What I owe him would never be clear."

The sword slave had long been transformed into a secret method of the evil sect. Where would he remember any brotherly affection? Listening to Gao Qingcheng's voice, his expression became more and more anxious and fierce, with blue veins on his forehead exposed and he growled.

Gao Qingcheng smiled sadly: "Junior Brother Hu, look, is this the brother who sacrificed his life to save me back then? He only has my elder brother's flesh and blood body, but how different is it from the wild beast that has not opened in chaos?"

Hu Xiaotian sighed softly: "Senior Brother Gao, the secret method of the Baiyun Sect of soul capture is so vicious. I have also suffered a conspiracy and almost got captured by someone. I think Brother Gao will not have hope of restoration in this life." The sword slave must have been refined by Ning Wufan himself. Then the gift given to Yuwen Zheng was given. Even if the great master was present, he might not be able to crack this strange and mysterious evil sect technique.

Gao Qingcheng shook his head and said, "My elder brother is the 'Seven-Secret Puppet Technique'. Unlike those walking corpses whose souls are completely captured, they still retain one soul and two spirits. Therefore, they can still obey orders and temper martial arts. I think my elder brother was amazingly talented back then. How proud he was, but later he had to respect the enemy as the main force and never get rid of his identity as a slave. His experience was worse than those living dead! What's the point of living such a humiliating and unwilling heart?"

Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but shivered. The Baiyun Sect's means of torture the enemy were really sinister and vicious. The so-called "life is worse than death" is nothing more than this!

Gao Qingcheng suddenly burst into tears: "After more than ten years of separation, I don't know each other. Brother, you are actually dead, what is the use of the remaining skin? Don't worry, I will cut off Yang Zhiwen's head with my own hands to pay tribute to the spirit of the whole Gao family!" After that, Dongdongdong kowtowed three times and jumped up. Suddenly the sword light shone, bringing a shrill red color.

The sword slave's body shook, blood surged in his heart, and the sharp light in his eyes quickly dimmed. Somehow, a ray of relief flashed across his face, and he fell to the sky with a thump. He was so angry that he was so angry.

Hu Xiaotian's brothers and feet were cold and shouted: "Senior Brother Gao!" Gao Qingcheng swung his sword and stabbed his elder brother to death. In his dynasty, which advocated the king, minister, minister, father, son and son, he committed a serious crime that was contrary to human relations! If someone knew about it, there would be no other place for the generals in the world! Even if he was known as the number one rookie of the Seven Sword Sects, he would be despised by everyone and would never turn over!

Gao Qingcheng's face was as cold as iron, his eyes were decisive, his sword blade trembled, and he cut off his left finger. Hu Xiaotian jumped to his side, tearing off a corner of his clothes and wrapped the broken finger wound, and complained: "Senior Brother, why did you do such a confused mistake? Since you have done everything, why do you have to self-injure your body? You are even more stupid than I was mistakenly into the devil's path back then!"

Gao Qingcheng said softly: "Junior Brother Hu, you are right. Once you are in the world, how can you do everything go well? After all, he was my elder brother. Today he died under my sword. I should repay his kindness. This sword should cut off my former bond! My Gao Qingcheng's sword will be ruthless from now on!" As he finished speaking, a huge and cold sword energy suddenly erupted from his body, and it was biting cold.

Hu Xiaotian was forced by this sword energy and couldn't help but retreat three feet away. Looking at Gao Qingcheng, who was proudly out of the dust and cold as icebergs, he felt that his spiritual momentum was different. It was clearly cutting off a shackle in his heart and gaining a breakthrough in the sword path! He was cautious and said: "Senior Brother Gao, will you not use your ruthless sword on me?"

Gao Qingcheng glanced at him and said coldly: "If you do something sorry for Xiaoxue one day, you will have a chance to know the answer!"

Hu Xiaotian immediately felt a headache, and he didn't dare to say what happened to him and Su Yuqing. He said embarrassedly: "I swear to God that I will never let Xiaoxue down in this life!"

Gao Qingcheng said: "I will talk forever, so you can do it yourself!" He immediately dug a big hole to bury the corpse of a good knife slave, then inserted a flat piece of wood in front of the tomb as a tombstone, and wrote five big characters "Gao Zhikun's Tomb" in blood on it. Each blood word revealed the intent of a sword, which was shocking.

Gao Qingcheng gently stroked the blood-stained tombstone, his eyes as deep as the sea of ​​lakes: "Brother, go all the way. My parents are lonely for many years, so you will take good care of them on my behalf. I will avenge the Gao family's grudges!" After that, he drew his sword in his hand, and the sword moved with him, and the sword energy spread everywhere, dancing as if no one else was around. When the dance reached the intense place, he couldn't help but roaring loudly, breaking into the sky.
Chapter completed!