Seeing such a fierce and thunderous palm technique, Ye Scale's eyes couldn't help but light up a little, and he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, you are a great monk who still has some ability." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"There is still a little merit in this palm technique in hand."

Then Ye Scale's tone immediately changed, and he said with a chuckle, "It's just that your little effort is not enough!" ”

Ye Scales waved his hand, his hand turned into a knife, and in an instant, as if cutting the air in front of him, he made a popping sound, and in an instant, he had already slashed towards the Yuantong monk.

The hand is like a knife, cutting through the void, although it is only just a shot, but the sword intent is overwhelming the entire hall, making people feel that they are standing naked under the cold blade, and the white palm seems to have infinite magic power, attracting everyone's attention and making people can't help but want to touch.

Monk Yuantong immediately felt that there was magic on this hand knife, and he felt that his soul was about to fall into it, and he just wanted to put his head under the hand knife, close his eyes and wait for death.

And with the action of the Yuantong monk, the people in the original hall immediately took action.

Tian Jianzi pulled out his accessories and attacked in the air, the sword in his hand turned into countless sword shadows, and the sharp sword qi struck out from the sword, ready to kill him directly under the sword when the leaf scales resisted the extremely fierce palm power.

But seeing the extremely powerful hand knife, as well as the sword intent that filled the hall, let Tian Jianzi know that if he didn't help Master Yuantong resist this palm, I was afraid that the great monk Yuantong would be in the next two sections, and blood would be splashed on the spot.

So the heavenly sword emitted bursts of cold light in his hand, the sword of the Sword Pavilion, the sword of the head of the sect was like a swimming dragon, at this moment, the sword blade turned into a beautiful starlight, and in an instant, a soul-seducing cold light bloomed, with a flawless, but lightning speed directly blocked in front of the leaf scale hand knife.

Boom, muffled.

Ye Scale's hand knife slashed directly at the extremely sharp sword, and there was no Heavenly Sword Zi expected to cut Ye Scale's arm into two sections, or force him to change his moves.

Direct, unskillful and violent slammed together.

immediately

The clattering sound on the sword of the head of the house that he carried with him continued to emit a strange sound, and the originally straight sword was bent up.

Feeling the incomparably powerful power coming from the sword, the heavenly sword snorted, almost vomiting blood, and the surging sword qi continued to excite out, but it was also like a stone sinking into the sea, under the hand knife, there was no use.

Feeling that he could no longer resist, he was afraid that he would be hit hard if he continued, and immediately pulled his palm slightly, and the long sword of the Heavenly Sword flexibly dodged past, avoiding the real and the virtual, and at the same time the figure retreated again and again.

With the blocking of this heavenly sword for a moment, Master Yuantong finally came back to his senses, and knowing that he could no longer dodge, he immediately roared angrily, and the sound was like thunder. His eyes waited for the green tendons to burst out, and all the internal forces of the whole body were stimulated, and he used a palm of twelve layers of skill. slapped at the leaf scales, and appeared directly in front of the hand knife, with an indomitable momentum, blocking the front.

Even if it was blocked by the Heavenly Sword for a moment and a half before, even if it had consumed most of its power, the power of this hand knife was weakened a lot. But this hand knife is not something that the great monk Yuantong can stop.

Silently, the knife and the palm collided.

With a bang, the two strands of energy scattered and splashed towards this.

Monk Yuantong snorted, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his face was red, like a ripe shrimp, white smoke was emitting from the hot air above his head, his steps retreated again and again, each step stepped on the solid bluestone floor and made a footprint, he retreated more than ten steps in a row, and broke several seats before hitting a huge stone pillar and stopped.

And at this time, Master Yuanyin, the masters of the Tang Sect, the elders of the Beggar Gang, and those Sword Pavilion masters and others came together to kill, and they surrounded them like a net of heaven and earth.

They all used their own special skills, and their stunts attacked the leaf scales.

And the leaf scales are like a pillar in the waves, standing still, even if they are the first-class masters in these martial arts, but they are not enough to see in front of the leaf scales.

The hands were like a fine iron door, like a leisurely walk, and the palms of the hands were slapped at will, and the so-called sword qi palms of those masters were scattered.

The so-called martial arts masters in this hall, the heads of the big factions, the seniors, and the first-class characters in the martial arts, in Ye Scale's opinion, there are only a few people who can make him look at them a little.

A Sword Pavilion Leader Heavenly Sword Son, the rest is naturally the second elder of the Sword Pavilion who is hiding in the shadows, but he doesn't know that he has been completely detected by Ye Scales, and is still waiting carefully for the opportunity to make a move.

As for the so-called Shaolin monks, Tang Sect masters, and beggar gang elders are all a group of weak chickens, and they don't even have the strength to make Ye Liang look at them squarely.

It's just that these masters don't have such self-knowledge.

I saw that the master of the Tang Sect saw that under the siege, this Taixuan's strength was amazing, and the momentum between the waves of his palms was so strong that people did not dare to get close. So I thought of using poison, in order to be afraid that this Taixuan internal force is profound, and the general poisonous palm is useless, but also in the palm of the palm with poison, the hands are red, exuding a strange smell, after the internal force and poison flow, it is even more toxic, as if it is peerless poison, looking for an opportunity but waving his hand up, attacking the leaf scales.

Ye Yan chuckled, glanced at the palm that emitted a fishy smell, waved his sleeve casually, and pointed at the Tang Sect elder.

Immediately, the head of the Tang Sect felt a volley of energy coming from the air, slapping on his palms, and the two palms exuded a numb appearance, but immediately his hands were flushed with blue and red, constantly spreading towards his body.

It's just a short time of two breaths, this so-called master of the Tang Sect, who uses poison, is a strange poison, turning into colorful and falling to the ground, and this one blisters on the corpse, splashing a little green blood from time to time, corroding the bluestone floors on the ground into holes.

And the second elder of the Sword Pavilion who was hiding in the shadows, saw that between the leaf scales and the wave of his palm, before the internal force arrived, the palm wind had already shrouded several Sword Pavilion disciples, and with a random blow, it was like being shrouded in a raging storm, and his whole body was like a tattered sack, and he flew out, seriously injured and fell to the ground and died.

Even if it was swept by the palm wind slightly, it made those elders in the sect and the good hands of the rivers and lakes who helped the fist all be knocked away without any resistance, and they were immediately anxious.

Seeing that under the siege of so many martial arts masters, Ye Yan was relaxed and free, so he killed, knowing that there were not enough masters to resist, I was afraid that this Taixuan Demon Dao could also kill those first-class masters if it was slowly grinding.

So the two elders of the Sword Pavilion immediately nodded and glanced at each other, knowing that now is the most important time, and if they don't take out the Divine Sword of the Town Sect, they are only afraid that the Sword Pavilion will be difficult to pass today, and they can't help this unfathomable Taixuan Demon Dao.

So the second elder of the Sword Pavilion took out the short sword made of three-foot short white jade hidden on his body with a solemn face, and bowed down to the short sword very respectfully, sat cross-legged on the ground, folded his hands, closed his eyes tightly, silently circulated the internal force in his body, closed his eyes and recuperated, and injected his sword intent that he had cultivated for decades into the white jade short sword, and at the same time entered the unity of heaven and man, attracting the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and then the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, and at the same time pointed at the white jade short sword that emitted a little light and emitted a little bit of light. He said loudly: "Sick." ”

Immediately, a vast and sharp sword intent rose to the sky, but a silver-white light flickered directly from the side and galloped, shrouding the leaf scales. This three-foot short sword like white jade, like a dragon swimming in the water, had already leaped into the hall in the blink of an eye, passed those martial arts masters who were besieging Ye Scales, and stabbed directly at him in the air.

In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal and inside the main hall, and the roar resounded through the top of the mountain.

Like an extremely fast lightning bolt in the darkness, it pierced the sky and stabbed directly at the leaf scales, but the Sensen sword shadow was directly aimed at the vital parts of the leaf scales.

Looking at the short sword flying from afar, Ye Yan smiled: "You two old turtles have finally had enough of staying in the dark, but now they are making a move. ”

Then he calmly sent away the good hand who was besieging, but his fingers were aimed at the short sword flying in the air, but he was ready to repel the broken sword, but this sword was like flowing water, and in a moment it was wandering, turning the thorn into a sweep, obliquely avoiding the strength of the finger, and stabbing at the leaf scales again.

"Oh, that's interesting." Seeing that the broken sword was in the air when no one was controlling it, it actually changed automatically, which made the corners of Ye Scale's eyes jump, thinking that he had encountered the legendary sword technique.

"Could it be that there is such a legendary flying sword technique in this Sword Pavilion?"

This short jade sword reached within three zhang of Ye Scale's body, and immediately Ye Scales felt a chill all over his body, as if his body was in the cold wind, and his skin was like a cold wind blowing, and he was cold.

And the three-foot jade sword stabbed at Ye Scale's throat with lightning speed, and in an instant, this white jade short sword had already made Ye Scales unavoidable, and he could only resist desperately.

Just like in the next moment, the leaf scales were about to be pierced by the flying sword, and at the same time, blood would be sprinkled in the main hall of the Sword Pavilion.

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