Chapter 83 The heroes gathered, and the magic sword listened to the judgment
"You first designed me to fall into your trap, and tried to kill me but failed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info also mobilized martial arts people to hunt me down. Zhang Kaifeng said in a cold voice: "You are a great tantric sect, and you actually framed me, a junior!"
"It's nonsense, you Zhang Kaifeng still dare to quibble when you kill my tantric disciple. The monk had a murderous look in his eyes: "Today you will be judged!"
"Trial? ridiculous, your Tantric sect supports horse bandits and brutalizes the people of Mobei everywhere, it's good that you don't have a proper manner, but now you are asking me for the crime first, do you want to kill people if you don't know what the truth is?" Zhang Kaifeng's series of words landed, and suddenly made the expressions of the heroes present change.
Supporting horse bandits and brutalizing the people, this crime is not small, and it is also a dignified tantric sect, and he claims to be decent, and he is suddenly filled with murderous aura.
"Zhang Kaifeng, you don't want to talk here, you killed Wu Lin before. With blood on your hands, you are not qualified to question here. Yang Ji of Yangjiabao snorted coldly.
"As for the verification, there is no need to verify anything, but today you will break your tendons and tendons, as a matter of respect. Ziyangmen's reluctance said.
"Abolish my martial arts, do you really think this is your territory?" Zhang Kaifeng's eyes flashed, these two individuals had sinister intentions.
"Do you think you are a Great Yan official? Zhang Kaifeng shouted angrily.
"You have no room to resist, in this martial arts, only the strong have the qualifications to speak. As he spoke, Yang Zhi stretched out a palm at the same time, revealing murderous intent in his mouth: "Capture you!"
"You're too much!" Zhang Kaifeng was furious.
Yang Zhi's murderous aura: "What if it's too much, you are destined to die here!"
"Then I'll behead you scum!" Zhang Kaifeng was furious.
"Sonorous!"
Zhang Kaifeng toed a little, his figure retreated backwards, and a sonorous sword roar sounded, and then, a sword qi broke through the air. The blood-colored sword qi tore through the void, which suddenly made Yang Shi's expression change.
The skill suddenly increased, and the palm was covered with frost and white mist, and the palm strength exuded the strength of frost. The white palm broke the sword qi, and then, a palm slapped down towards Zhang Kaifeng. The body was slightly bent, and the blood-colored long sword in Zhang Kaifeng's hand was given to him by Yan Zhen, and his light-containing sword was not suitable for this kind of scene. Although it is not as good as his light sword, it is also a sword cast by the Dayan royal family, and it is naturally superior to ordinary swords.
As soon as his body moved, Zhang Kaifeng crossed like a remnant wind, and when he avoided the palm momentum, his legs bent, like a cannonball out of the chamber and stabbed towards Yang Shi, and the cold sword wind roared. Yang Jie raised his eyebrows, his arms were wrapped with frost qi, and his elbows slammed into the long sword behind him. With a sonorous sound, the frosty elbow slammed into the long sword, his body turned, and the other palm slapped towards Zhang Kaifeng's chest.
The blood-colored sword turned sharply, blocking the palm power. The sword body swirled, and the palm was opened, and a sword slashed down. The cold sword blade fell, and in an instant, the cold breath made people look shocked. Yang Zhi was in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods, his eyebrows did not move, and he urged again, and immediately shook Zhang Kaifeng back. However, seeing Zhang Kaifeng's sword swinging, Shen Xiong's strength came endlessly.
Suddenly, Yang Zhi, who has constant strength on the sword, has a difference in his heart. But the moves in his hands did not stop, and when he rose up, Yang Jiabao's unique moves were sacrificed, and he saw that the frost in his palms was even more intense. As soon as the palm fell, the people watching in the hall suddenly felt a frost on their faces, their skills were insufficient, their faces turned pale on the spot, and Nei Yuan suddenly became sluggish.
Witnessing the power of this palm, Zhang Kaifeng's eyebrows shook. didn't choose to solve this trick by force, Nei Yuan turned around, and stepped on the six illusions of the phoenix dance on his feet. The figure suddenly separated from the middle, avoiding the frost palm, and with a bang, the stone slabs on the ground were suddenly poured by the frost, forming frozen stones. Seeing that Zhang Kaifeng avoided the palm momentum, the strength of his palm was raised, and the frozen stone slab turned up and came towards Zhang Kaifeng. The slate flew over, and Zhang Kaifeng was strong with a sword, and a sword slashed down.
"Bump!"
The blade of the sword slashed, and the frost stone slab was split in half on the spot, and when the stone splashed, a figure rushed out of it, and slammed into it. But I saw Zhang Kaifeng's blood-colored long sword erected, the sword fingers twisted, the condensation on the fingers attached to the sword, and the blood-colored long sword soared and flowed, which was another unique martial art of the Demon Sword Dao.
"Seven Absolute Separation Sword!"
People walk the way of the seven uniques, and the sword walks away from the edge of the sword. In an instant, I saw seven figures scattered at the same time, and then the sword blade was pointing at Yang Yi.
"What kind of martial arts is this, an incarnation outside the body?" the people present were surprised.
"How is it possible, his realm is only refining and refining qi, it is impossible to perform such martial arts, what is the origin of Zhang Kaifeng?"
"In today's martial arts, it is not that there is no such martial art as an external incarnation. But when the strength and realm are not enough, it can't be displayed at all. "The older generation was shocked.
"This guy really knows how to hide his hand, I can't even see where his depth is. Yan Zhen frowned.
"I don't know!" Yuxin sighed and explained.
However, in Yan Zhen's bright eyes, it is clearly stated that your relationship is so close, you don't know who knows, which makes Yuxin helpless.
Seeing this, Yang Zhi's expression immediately changed, in his perception, these seven figures could not perceive which one was the main body in the first time, and these seven figures all exuded the same martial aura. With an angry shout, frost gushed out from all over his body. Since you can't tell the difference, then focus on defense. A layer of frost permeated his body. Immediately, Yang Zhi's palms and fingers moved in unison, shooting towards the incoming sword shadow. Only the clanging sound was heard, and the sparks burst out.
The people who were watching the battle felt murderous, so oppressive that they felt that they had difficulty breathing. In his eyes, he saw several figures in the field, and the sonorous sound was endless, and the eardrums felt pain. The figure of the sword-wielding figure was counted, and the long sword that swayed like a dragon burst out of the dragon pool, opening its bloodthirsty eyes. The sword light spilled like bleak blood, and the sword fell on the man covered in frost. Seeing that the opponent's sword was sharp, and the moves were all superior, Yang Nian's eyes were full of light. As soon as he raised his palm, the frost on his palm came out, and the cold air all over his body froze the seven sword lights from all over his body. The true qi of the whole body was shocked, and the sword light was immediately shattered. However, I saw that at the moment when the sword light shattered. Several blades reappeared.
The pupils condensed slightly, and they couldn't react anymore, and the seven sword shadows stabbed towards Yang Zhi's body faster than lightning. Yang Zhi hurriedly used his skills to protect his whole body, and when the frost shattered, the tip of the sword hit the seven major acupuncture points around Yang Zhi's body. And when the body was swords, Yang Zhi's eyes caught the moment when the seven figures were combined, and he jumped up, turned into claws in his palm, and threw a majestic absorption force in his palm, locking Zhang Kaifeng, who had just returned to his body. Zhang Kaifeng's expression changed, but he was not yet reborn, and while his moves were aging, he couldn't make any moves, so he could only turn to defense, and the blood-colored sword in his hand quickly blocked in front of him.
"Bump!"
A palm with majestic power, all of them are on the body, and the palm power immediately enters the body. Zhang Kaifeng flew out upside down and landed in mid-air. He supported the long sword with one hand, so he didn't kneel on one knee, and his face turned white in an instant, and hoarfrost appeared on his body. The fingertips condensed the qi, quickly pointed at the acupoints around the body, and with a mention of his skill, he forced out the cold qi with his own true yuan, and suddenly the pores of the whole body gushed out cold cold.
"Brother Zhang!" Yan Zhen's expression changed, and he was about to step forward, but was stopped by Yuxin.
"No hurry!" said Yuxin.
Sure enough, as Yuxin said, when Yang Shi was about to come out, his whole body rushed out. The energy that rushed out from the inside made Yang Yi's footsteps pause, and blood spit out from his mouth. Yang Jie's expression was about to slam his palm despite the injuries on his body, his face fused, and he clicked on several acupoints on his body. But it was still inevitable that the end of the seven orifice bleeding would be unavoidable, and all the martial arts people present were surprised, and even the footsteps of the man from the Ziyang Gate who were about to move were subconsciously retracted. Seeing that Zhang Kaifeng was a little more jealous, being able to hit a high-realm martial artist with a low realm not only showed that the swordsmanship he performed was exquisite, but also his strength was also strong and terrifying, after all, the sword just now left a deep memory on them. Whether to kill the killer at this time, many people are hesitating, if they kill Zhang Kaifeng, they will definitely be famous, but they are afraid of the forces behind him.
The scene suddenly seemed to be moving, and the murderous aura faintly emanating from it was also very subtle, just like pushing dry wood that had been dry for too long, as long as a little spark could inevitably trigger the momentum of wildfire.
"Kill!"
Mu Ran, the sound of killing started, and one of the people watching the battle jumped out, raised his arm to the sky, and smashed towards Zhang Kaifeng who was exercising his pranayama with a fierce fist. If it falls, Zhang Kaifeng will inevitably be killed on the spot, and the timing of this person's arrest is too good. Yan Zhen and the others were all on guard against those murderous aura, but they ignored the people who hid their murderous aura and shot in an instant, they were extremely angry, but they were helpless.
The fist got closer and closer to Zhang Kaifeng, and the wind pressure from the fist wind made the dust on the ground fly, this was a merciless killing punch, the purpose was to kill Zhang Kaifeng in one fell swoop when he was weak.
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