"Of course. Since Grandmaster Wang is here, then, please go up the mountain!" Elder Wang Yue held his breath, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Reach out and point to the ramp steps up the hill.

Yan Qinrong didn't stop it, since it was here, no matter what he did, there was no point in doing it.

What they can do is to preserve the greatest vitality of the sect for the heads of the sect and others who have not yet returned.

Wang Houzhong nodded slightly, ignoring the bleak and inexplicable scene of the Yeshan Sword Sect, and strode up the stairs of the mountain under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The two elders followed.

The group quickly came to the spacious school field in front of the main hall on the top of the mountain.

On the school ground paved with white stone bricks, all the disciples of the Hayama Sword Sect have gathered. At a glance, there are no less than 100 people.

Among them, there are only about two dozen people. More than half of these two dozen people are out of the house.

The ones who can really meet the enemy are the two elders and the three deacons.

"According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, it doesn't matter if you are one-on-one or together. Wang Houzhong said lightly. "If I win, from today onwards, the Yeshan Sword Sect will not be allowed to openly recruit apprentices, and the plaque will be removed on the spot. ”

He didn't say what would happen if he lost.

No one on the field said that he lost, and the other five major factions were all single-handedly killed by him, as a great master of the evil path who overwhelmed the world, he had no possibility of losing at all.

Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong glanced at each other, and both of them saw the will to die in each other's eyes.

Today's battle seems to be inevitable, for the sake of the sect's thousand-year-old reputation, even if they die in battle, they will never retreat.

Boom.

With two crisp sounds, the two elders slowly walked out and stood opposite Wang Houzhong.

"Please Grandmaster for advice!" Both of them are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and they are first-class below the head level, but when they meet a great master far above the head level, they all know that the chance of winning this battle is almost zero.

And the prince is known for his murder, and once he fails, he must be spared.

Wang Houzhong glanced at the two of them.

"I heard that the Yeshan Sword Sect has a method called the Nine Leaves Square Star Array, and I want to learn one or two.

Don't worry, you can calmly set up the formation, I won't make a move. ”

Wang Yue and the two exchanged glances, and shouted almost at the same time.

"Array!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, dozens of disciples around them rushed out in unison, spinning rapidly beside the two of them, and the sword light was like countless silver snakes jumping.

The two elders cooperated with all the disciples to surround Wang Hou Zhong, and the sword bodies in everyone's hands reflected the light from the sky, which quickly converged into nine flashes of light, accurately shining on Wang Hou Zhong's whole body.

"It's a good time!" Wang Houzhong was not surprised, and the whole person actually rushed to the side like a hedgehog-like sword formation.

There was a crisp sound, and more than a dozen sword blades actually broke at the same time.

Wang Houzhong grabbed it with his big hand, and his five fingers brought up the red shadow and bloody wind, and swept over more than ten disciples one after another like lightning.

Bang bang bang!!

All the Hayama disciples who were touched by him screamed and flew out, and the entire sword array was destroyed in an instant.

The two elders slashed their swords with all their might, one left and one right, at the same time.

The strongest killing move of the Yeshan Sword Sect was aimed at his ear hole and stabbed it fiercely.

"Metamorphosis hands. Wang Houzhong flicked his hand, and suddenly the two sword lights were easily bounced away.

The two elders' sword styles changed, and the lightning swords fell on Wang Houzhong's shoulders.

But to no avail, the blade of the sword collided with the skin, as if it were cut into iron armor.

"What's the use of the sword style being so fast, it's weak, it's too weak!!" Wang Houzhong popped out his palms casually.

With a loud bang, he slammed the two elders' swords with both palms and gently slapped them on their chests.

"Stop!!" Suddenly, a phantasm leaped up from behind the hall and flew down in this direction.

But it was too late.

Bang it twice.

The two elders, Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue, only supported a few more moves than ordinary disciples, and they were completely defeated and seriously injured.

"Alas..... Why should you be aggressive? As soon as the phantom landed, it clicked twice on the ground, and the whole person silently pierced through Wang Houzhong's side like a torrent.

Swish!!

The three-point sword light finished glyph was suddenly printed on Wang Houzhong's chest.

So fast!!

None of the people present saw how these three swords were shot. saw a flower in front of him, and Wang Houzhong had already been hit by the sword.

"Long time no see, Xinniang. Wang Houzhong grinned, as if he had seen an acquaintance, looking at the phantom. The wound on his body was just a little bit of blood oozing out, and it quickly healed automatically.

"Wang Hou Zhong??" the phantom turned back like lightning and landed firmly. It turned out to be a hunchbacked old woman with silver hair and wrinkles.

"It's .... Too... Elder Taishang!!" Yan Qinrong recognized the identity of the old woman as soon as possible.

"Elder Taishang!?" Wang Yue also looked confused. "Uncle Song, are you still alive!?"

The old woman sighed slightly and looked at Wang Houzhong not far away.

"I've been living in seclusion for many years, if you didn't have to be ruthless and wanted to kill my master and nephew, I wouldn't have thought of being born again. ”

Wang Houzhong smiled.

"For the sake of the year, I'll give you three tricks. With his backhand, he pulled out the straight knife he had just put away from his back.

The old woman's face was slightly gloomy, although her skills and swordsmanship had reached the realm of the Great Perfection in the sect, and she deserved the name of the grandmaster, but in the face of Wang Houzhong, a great master of the evil path who really dominated the martial arts. The outcome is not yet known.

But now, the mountain gate has been humiliated, and she has to fight.

"Yeshan Sword Sect, Song Xinru, please advise!" she lightly lifted the tip of her sword and pointed diagonally downward.

...........

...........

Bang bang.

The broken sword was casually discarded to the ground, making a crisp and pleasant crashing sound.

In front of the main hall of the Yeshan Sword Sect, on the wide school ground, Elder Song Xinru was half-kneeling on the ground, blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a broken sword hilt tightly in his hand, trembling all over.

Wang Houzhong looked calmly at the Yeshan disciples who fell to the ground around him. went around in a circle, and finally his eyes fell on Song Xinru again.

"This is your choice?" he chuckled, "If you had joined me in the Southern Evil Sect back then, how would such a result have occurred today?"

I told you back then, the swordsmanship of the Yeshan Sword Sect is light and changeable, and it looks gorgeous, but its power is limited, and even if it is practiced to be strong, its achievements are limited. But you don't listen. ”

Song Xinru coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and did not reply.

Wang Houzhong shook his head slightly.

"This is the so-called Hayama Sword Technique, and this is what you call faith and persistence?"

He walked slowly to the gate of the school yard and looked at the plaque hanging above.

The four large characters 'light as a leaf' are delicately engraved on the white wooden board.

"From today onwards, the Hayama Sword Sect will be removed. He jerked his hand, and a little white light suddenly hit the plaque.

Clang!

The white light was still in mid-air, and suddenly there was a metal crisp sound, which was knocked away by a gray shadow out of thin air, and flew to the ground in the distance.

"It seems that something big happened on the mountain while I was away??"

A tall man with an inverted triangle on his upper body slowly walked up the stairs from the bottom of the mountain.

Lu Sheng's cut hair was constantly churned by the wind, he held the hilt of his sword, his shoulders were broad, his arms were slender, and his eyes were like blades on flames, with a certain kind of imminent heat in danger.

"There are two hits, junior. ”

Wang Houzhong was a little surprised, although it was just a flying knife he threw out casually, but this young man who looked to be no more than thirty years old could actually block it, just with that secret weapon technique, it was enough to rank among the top 100 in the rivers and lakes.

"It looks like you're very strong...."Lu Sheng looked at the disciples of the Hayama Sword Sect who were lying around him.

"The old man Wang Houzhong. Junior, you have good eyes, do you want to come with me? Falling into this kind of small faction will only waste your life, and you have no future. Wang Houzhong smiled and invited.

In this era, being able to be calm and fearless in front of him can already be called courageous.

"How many of your men are?" Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes.

"Of course. Ten times as many as this little pie. Wang Houzhong said with a smile.

"If you want me to join you, you can do it. As long as you can take my ten tricks. Lu Sheng smiled easily.

"Ten moves?" Wang Houzhong also smiled, "Even if it is a hundred moves, if you can break a trace of my skin, even if I lose." ”

Anyway, the Yeshan Sword Sect, which is mainly light and spiritual, can't break through his eight-phase golden body no matter how much he stabs it.

Lu Sheng had just broken through, and he was about to find someone to try the swordsmanship he had just broken through, and now he happened to have the best one.

"It just so happens that I have just comprehended the true meaning of my sect's swordsmanship. Lu Sheng smiled, his hand clenching the hilt of his sword. "Do you know why the plaque of this sect is engraved with four big characters as light as a leaf?"

"Why?" Wang Houzhong was slightly stunned, didn't it mean that the swordsmanship was light and changeable?

"That's because.... The swordsmanship of this sect is too heavy, and only when you practice it is as light as a leaf can you be considered a master..."

Lu Sheng slowly drew his sword, and everyone saw what the long sword behind him was.

It was a giant copper hammer with a bare handle as thick as a human head!

"Don't say that he is not a sword, the swordsmanship has been practiced to the highest level, and everything in the world must be a sword. ”

Lu Sheng played with a hammer flower with a gentle gaze, holding a copper hammer and pointing obliquely at the ground.

“.........”

The corners of Wang Houzhong's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer at all.

The group of elder disciples who were lying on the ground recuperating from their injuries almost didn't mention it in one breath.

Wang Yue, the elder of the Gong Inheritance, turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

You're fucking hammering!

"Look at me with two swords!" Lu Sheng said, and raised a hammer from behind his back.

This one is even more exaggerated, with a pitch-black hammer head covered in spikes, and about the size of a washbasin. There is still a trace of scarlet left on the spikes.

The crowd was powerless to complain.

Wang Houzhong was even more speechless. Aren't you afraid you've met a fool who is born with divine powers?

He shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, let's make a move. "As a great grandmaster, what he said is naturally full of credibility and will never go back.

"Are you sure?" Lu Sheng asked again.

"Sure. Wang Houzhong affirmed, "Use your strongest move, let me tell you that the swordsmanship you have practiced hard is meaningless." ”

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes again.

Because he couldn't detect the soul out of the body, he didn't know what the specific strength of the person in front of him was, he only knew that it seemed to be very strong. But he didn't know how strong it was.

With a bang, he pulled a thick chain from his waist and connected the two hammers together.

"In that case, I can only use my own flying sword technique....."

With a crisp sound, he raised his arm high, and in the ghostly expressions of a group of people, he threw it fiercely, pulling the chains of two giant hammers weighing thousands of pounds and spinning them violently.