Chapter 322: Sighing Woman, Plum Blossom Aoxue, Look at the Boss, Fight the Sword Lingfeng
Yes!
With a somewhat miserable scream, a Taishan disciple was hacked to death by several plain-clothed people.
This time made Ling Xuzi even more surprised, and he couldn't help but turn around, only to see that the twelve disciples, except for himself, Lei Zhen and Yun Kai, had fallen five.
Swish!
It's just that Mei Ruoxue's sword stabbed mercilessly in the chest.
Whew!
The next sound, Ling Xuzi couldn't dodge, and a cut had been made on his chest, which was not deep into the flesh, but it was enough to shock him.
"Senior brother!"
In a hurry, Ling Xuzi shouted at the top of the tree.
With this shout, Qing Xuzi naturally couldn't hide it anymore. So, he stretched out his arms, straight like a roc, and pounced on the old monk's car. According to his observation and judgment, he was sure that King Fu should be hiding in this carriage.
The sword lightning, like lightning, slashed through the roof of the car.
The old monk, that is, Master Pantuo, was slightly surprised, who is this, and his martial arts are so strong?
Bite!
Then, but a hard blow was heard.
Qing Xuzi's irresistible sword was actually taken by someone. Qing Xuzi only felt that this person's internal strength was very strong, and he said in his heart, isn't Mei Changfeng here?
But then, a white figure jumped out of the roof of the car.
Under the sun, with a faint smile, holding a simple wind-chasing sword with a sword hilt, he was looking at Qingxuzi standing on the bridge with one foot.
"Fang drunk, it's really you!"
Qingxuzi said hatefully.
The two had never fought each other before at the Taishan Martial Arts Conference, but Fang Zui's swordsmanship left a deep impression on Qing Xuzi. defeated the junior brother Phantom Void, only used a dozen moves, and the defeat was uneven, and only used a sword.
This rising star of the rivers and lakes should not be underestimated.
"Hehe, head of Qingxuzi, you shouldn't have come."
Fang Zui said with a smile, he didn't seem to have too much fear of the top master in front of him.
Of course, his palms were actually a little sweaty.
No one dares to disrespect a powerful opponent, and no one dares to disrespect the head of the Taishan faction.
As if everything was still, Qingxuzi's sword was slightly tilted downward, standing on one foot, steady as a rock in the breeze.
He knows very well that today, if he wants to escape, he is afraid that it will not be easy. Therefore, it is better to let go, it is better to fight with the opponent well, at least, whether you win or lose, you can gain dignity. What's more, who is he? He is the head of the Taishan faction, the head of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the top master in the world, and the former leader of the martial arts alliance!
Burst!
The dull sound of a sword entering flesh was heard very cruelly.
Ling Xuozi stumbled, clutched his lower abdomen, and sat on the ground in pain.
On the side, Mei Ruoxue slowly withdrew her sword, her face was not disgusted or happy, she had defeated such a master, but she didn't seem to feel how happy she was.
Bang!
Then, Master Pantuo also withdrew his palm.
Just now, he turned his palm with the envoy, hit Yunkai with one palm, fell on the other side of the bridge, and was immediately held by the plain-clothed man against his throat with a sword.
Yun Kai almost wanted to get up, but found that his whole body was weak and his chest was in great pain, thinking that this palm had already injured his internal organs.
On Lei Zhen's side, the situation is not much better, there have already been several cuts on his body, blood is splattered, and under a crazy fight, his hair is also scattered.
A generation of Taishan masters, in the group fight, is nothing more than that.
The situation, at this point, is all on the side of King Fu's Mansion.
"Qingxuzi is in charge, Fang Mou thinks that he is not your opponent, but today, if you let you get out easily, I am afraid that it will not be possible. Therefore, I can't say it, I have to arrogantly ask you for two tricks! ”
Fang Zui said, the sword in his hand was slowly raised.
He knew very well that even in such a situation, Qing Xuzi would never strike first. So, he came up with this first sword.