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Tianmen Daoist already knew that this person's speed was too amazing, and when the person spoke, he had already swung out a sword, which was a move in Taishan's swordsmanship, "Shiguan Huima". (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

This is his experience, the other party's speed is much faster than he doesn't know, if he uses ordinary sword competition methods to see the opponent to dismantle the move, before his body can react, he has been hit by the opponent's short sword, then instead of knowing that he can't dodge and then dodge, it is better to use a lose-lose move to swap with the other party.

The man didn't seem to dodge, and let the Tianmen Daoist slash him, but the sword was empty, and the sword of the Heavenly Gate was just an afterimage after the person moved at high speed.

Tianmen didn't look at it, and his body took advantage of the power of swinging the sword forward and fell to the ground, only to feel that the hot on his back had been wiped by the opponent's short sword, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, although this short sword made his skin open, but it was not fatal.

But before he could react, the figure in front of him flickered, and the cold air was fierce, and the other party had pounced again like a ghost. Tianmen Daoist gritted his teeth violently, picked up his left arm to face the place where the cold was most strong, and at the same time, with a move "Langyue Wuyun" held the sword on the ground with his right hand, and slid his body out.

There was a sharp pain in his hand, and one of his arms had been cut off by the opponent's short sword.

The souls of the people of Tianmen Dao are all rising, and the corners of their eyes sweep to the back Qunhao has already heard the sound and rushed out, and the person in front is withered, holding a huqin in his hand, it is Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan. Immediately overjoyed, just like a drowning man saw a life-saving straw, rushed towards the direction of Mr. Mo, the long sword in his hand was swung out continuously, a series of five swords, each sword is pale and ancient, this is the exquisite move in the Taishan swordsmanship, called "the five doctors sword", it is the kung fu of the Tianmen Taoist to press the bottom of the box.

But the man couldn't let him go, and when the figure flickered, he actually snatched in through the gap between the five swords, and in just a flash, he arrived at the side of the Tianmen Daoist, and the short sword in his hand flashed continuously, like a flower blooming.

The same five swords, but this person's five swords in a row were so fast, it only took the kung fu of a Tianmen Daoist to swing a sword.

The Tianmen Daoist said "Brother Mo save me" to his mouth, but he didn't have time to say it, his chest was cold, and he was already stabbed into the heart by that person's sword, killing him on the spot.

In less than ten breaths, more than 40 people below the Tianmen Daoist sent by Mount Tai were all wiped out.

Mr. Mo Da stopped suddenly, his thin face was full of horror, he only came to the Haoqi Alliance today, intending to watch the movements of the two sides, but he didn't expect to witness the scene of the Tianmen Daoist being killed.

For Haoqi Alliance, he didn't have a good impression, but the Tianmen Dao people had some friendship with him, and when he saw the Tianmen Dao people in distress before, he didn't have time to think about it, so he came forward to respond, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

Seeing that the person more than a dozen zhang away took out the short sword from Tianmen, raised it, and looked at it in front of his eyes, with a sad and joyful smile on his face, Mr. Mo Da only felt a little cold in his heart.

"The Master, the Master, wait for us." In the distance, several leaders of the Sun and Moon Sect shouted closer, and that title reached Mr. Mo's ears.

"Sect Master, the East is undefeated?" Mr. Mo Da looked at the bells and whistles not far away in shock, and his face suddenly looked ugly. It's like a fisherman fishing in the sea and you catch a great white shark.

Dongfang's undefeated gaze was like two cold long swords, stabbing at his body, without any anger, without a trace of heat, Mr. Mo Da didn't know, what does it take for a person to have such a pair of cold eyes, just being looked at by these eyes, he felt that a trace of chill in his heart spread, all over his body, as if he was about to be frozen.

He bit the tip of his tongue sharply, the smell of blood and the spreading warmth pushed back a chill, and then he drew his sword.

The sword is hidden in the piano, and the sword sounds the piano.

Only by facing the undefeated East can we clearly appreciate that oppression and unparalleled speed. When his sword was withdrawn from the body, Dongfang Undefeated had already grabbed in front of him and stabbed out with a sword.

Only with lightning can we describe the speed of this step and the speed of this sword.

There are no fancy moves, because any move is superfluous for this sword.

Mo Da retreated, just because he only felt the sword, he knew that he couldn't take it, and if he didn't retreat, he would die.

He slammed backwards with all his might, and the long sword in his hand turned into a curtain of light.

The defensive position in the thirteen types of clouds and mist is unfatal.

The wind blew through the placket of his clothes, and he felt a little cold in his chest, and the shirt on his chest and heart had been torn at some point. It was half a point off, and it didn't cut through the flesh and skin, but it pierced what little fighting spirit he had left.

It's so terrible, Mo Da subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and danced the long sword in his hand through the wind and rain, but his feet kept retreating, like a rabbit that had been rushed.

The dog will jump off the wall when he is anxious, the rabbit will bite when he is anxious, Mr. Mo Da has dealt with two swords in a row, his face has been as white as a piece of paper, he suddenly shouted, the long sword in his hand was lifted from the bottom to the top, but the sword shadow of the day suddenly spread out in the high place, this is a move in the five divine swords of Hengshan Tianzhu Yunqi.

This move is obtained from the changeable clouds and mist, extremely strange and strange, the movement is uncertain, unpredictable, it is a first-class and powerful trick in Hengshan swordsmanship, but Mr. Mo Da used this trick at this time, but it is the best strategy among the thirty-six strategies, and he can't beat it at all and escape.

Dongfang Undefeated withdrew the short sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body was like a ghost with hanging shoes, cruising outside the sword curtain, following two steps in a row.

One blow of energy, then decline, three and exhaustion, I saw that between the two of them, a little cold light suddenly appeared, like a meteor in the sky, cutting through the sky in an instant.

Mr. Mo took a breath of cool air, almost subconsciously shrunk his neck, the top of his head was cold, and then it hurt, he was actually slashed off a layer of scalp by this sword, if he didn't react quickly, what he didn't have was his head.

Mr. Mo Da was so shocked that he kicked the ground and shot his body like an arrow. And Dongfang's undefeated footsteps were not slow at all, and they grabbed his side in a blink of an eye.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

In a full of angry Buddha horns, a string of prayer beads roared and went straight to the east undefeated.

When Mo Da looked up, he saw that in the Haoqi Alliance, dozens of people rushed out in a swarm, and more than a dozen people in front of them were shining on their heads, such as freshly baked steamed buns, which were the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, behind them, two old monks came side by side, one of them was Shaolin Fangsheng, and the other was Haoran Tianxuan.

I saw that the string of prayer beads spread out, and one hundred and eight prayer beads covered the range of Zhang Xu Fangyuan, smashing to the east like a rainstorm and hail, which is the fixed bead in the Shaolin seventy-two stunts**.

But this dense rain-like rosary, seeing that it was about to hit the East undefeated, took an empty move, just passing through a gradually disappearing figure, and the thunderbolt hit the ground, more than three inches into the ground.

It was too late, but it was fast, and I saw a ghostly colored figure suddenly turn around, and then slid forward, and it was from the right side of the great one, snatching the left front, and the short sword in his hand slashed out, a good move to cut the sand.

Blood burst out, heads rolled down, and Mr. Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan faction, was in a different place on the spot.

"Ah......h

Such an impactful scene, Rao is a group of Shaolin monks are very determined, and they can't help but feel cold in their hearts, and they keep chanting Amitabha Buddha in their mouths.

Dongfang Undefeated raised the sword in his hand, looked at it, and then leaned over the sword body, watching the blood on the sword flow down, he suddenly blew out, blew the last drop of blood away from the sword body, fell to the ground, and then smiled.

Under the sunset, the colorful clothes are fluttering, and Dongfang is undefeated with a short sword in his hand, but his smile is as ethereal as the water moon.

"Amitabha, but the Oriental Sect Master is in front of him."

Dongfang Undefeated slowly turned his head and looked at him, but the focus of his gaze fell on the big tent of the Haoqi Alliance in the rear.

"Shaolin's bald donkey?" His voice was sharp and piercing, matched with his expressionless face, indescribably weird.

Fang Sheng's face changed, but he didn't expect that Dongfang Undefeated, as the leader of the Divine Sect, would actually scold the bald donkey in front of the monk like this.

"Amitabha, the old man Fangsheng, I have seen the Oriental Sect Master."

"Fang Sheng, I've heard your name, who is he?" Dongfang Undefeated said in his mouth, but the expression on his face was directly ignoring Fang Sheng.

"Poor monk Fang Xing, Eastern Sect Master, my Haoqi Alliance has promised you to fight tomorrow, whether you agree or not, killing my righteous path disciples like this is to treat me as no one?" Fang Xing said angrily in a cold voice.

Dongfang Undefeated's originally expressionless face suddenly changed color, and his long hair was scattered, like a hedgehog that had been stimulated, all of them stood up, and his half-squinted eyes suddenly opened round, revealing a pair of blood-colored eyes.

"You are a member of the Haoqi Alliance, you are a ...... of the Haoqi Alliance"

He repeated two sentences repeatedly, and Tian Xuan was surprised to see that Dongfang Undefeated lips were all bitten by his teeth, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the resentment contained in the words in his mouth was like a curse coming from the Nine Hells.

Tian Xuan suddenly felt that his heart was beating very fast all of a sudden, and a feeling of extreme danger, like a stormy wave, rushed towards his face, engulfing him in an instant.

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