"Hahaha! I killed Red Lotus! I killed Red Lotus!"

The two giant palms fell suddenly, the ground suddenly collapsed, the dust and waves swept away, retracting his hands, and the Ziwei Protector laughed fiercely.

"Shen Wuxi..."

"Second brother..."

Collapsed on the shattered ground, seeing that the front was obscured by the dust waves, Mrs. Meng and Xie Yifeng muttered to themselves with painful faces.

Suddenly, just when everyone was sad in their hearts, the place that was submerged by the giant palm flashed a faint red light through the dust and waves!

"What!"

Seeing this, the Crape Myrtle Protector took a step back and exclaimed in disbelief.

On the other side, as the dust and air waves gradually dissipated, the faint red light became stronger and stronger!

Finally, I saw the opposite side clearly, only to see that the place that was submerged by the giant palm collapsed in a radius of five zhang, and a huge pit appeared!

But in the middle of the crater, there was a bulge in the ground, which had not been damaged!

On the raised ground, wrapped in a red air cover, the Red Lotus Palace Lord was still standing with one hand on his back, and Shen Wuxian was sitting cross-legged beside him!

"Palace Master!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Second brother!"

"Shen Wuxi!"

All around, seeing that under the overwhelming attack of the giant palm, the Red Lotus Palace Lord and Shen Wuxian were unharmed, and everyone cheered and shouted in surprise.

"Funeral Flower Miracle!"

Gasping for air, his eyes fixed on the two people wrapped in the red air shield, Ziwei Protector exclaimed in amazement.

"Crape myrtle... You can't hurt this palace... Even if you are in the realm of the Grandmaster, you can't break the Funeral Flower Divine Skill of the Palace..."

In the red gas shield, with a wave of his big hand, the qi mask around his body disappeared without a trace, and the Red Lotus Palace Lord and Ziwei Protector looked at each other and said softly.

The funeral flower magic skill was created by Zhao Lin'er, the first generation of the palace master of the funeral flower palace a hundred years ago.

After he achieved the realm of the grandmaster, he was even more of a person in the rivers and lakes, known as the supreme grandmaster!

What is supreme?

is also a grandmaster, fighting alone, and is invincible!

"No, I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

On the other side, seeing that he shot with all his strength, he couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest, and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, Ziwei Protector grabbed his head with both hands, and roared even more hideously in the sky.

With a roar, Ziwei Protector's eyes were bloodshot, and he stepped on the ground with his feet, roaring and pounced on the Red Lotus Palace Master!

"Red Lotus, I'm going to kill you!"

With a roar, Ziwei's body swooped down, and a palm was punched, and the body condensed into a giant palm, and the human palm rushed forward together!

Funeral Flower Miracle !!

"Stubborn..."

Seeing this, the Red Lotus Palace Lord shook his head, and then a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was once again wrapped in a red air cover!

With a light tap under his feet, the air cover surrounded the Red Lotus Palace Master and greeted the Ziwei Protector!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the two met in mid-air, and the giant palm hit the red gas cover, with a loud bang, the red gas mask trembled, but it was not damaged at all, and the giant palm turned into nothing!

"Flutter!"

As the giant palm disappeared, the palm of the Crape Myrtle Protector was heavily imprinted on the red air cover! The red air shield suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light! The Crape Myrtle Protector spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, and his body flew out upside down!

"Flutter!"

Falling from the sky, the crape myrtle protector fell to the ground in embarrassment, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!

The palm of Fang Cai's hand imprinted on the red air mask, the entire arm was already bent and deformed!

"I'm not reconciled!

Standing up weakly from the ground, his eyes were hateful as he stared at the Red Lotus Palace Master, and the Ziwei Protector roared wildly.

If it weren't for Shen Wuxian intervening! If it weren't for his arrogance...

"Ziwei, if you commit a catastrophe today, this palace will abolish your martial arts and be imprisoned in the Burial Flower Palace for the rest of your life..."

Condescendingly, looking at the crape myrtle protector with a crazy expression, the Red Lotus Palace Lord sighed, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Become a king and defeat a thief! You want to abolish my martial arts and imprison me! Dream!"

Hearing this, he looked at the Red Lotus Palace Master with hatred, his left hand covered his crooked and deformed right arm, and the Ziwei Protector looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

After laughing, his left hand turned into a palm, and the crape myrtle protector slapped his face door with a palm!

"Ziwei!

Not far away, perceiving the actions of the Ziwei Protector, Bai Mei's face was shocked, and he hurriedly exclaimed.

"Flutter!"

But it was too late, the palm of his hand was imprinted on the front door, and a bloody arrow gushed out from his mouth, and the Ziwei Protector stared at his eyes, and suddenly the seven holes bled and collapsed to the ground!

A generation of peerless masters, committed suicide!

"Ugh..."

Descending from the sky, blinding the corpse of the Ziwei Protector, the Red Lotus Palace Lord slowly closed his eyes and sighed in pain.

This time the crisis is to save the day after all, but the Burial Flower Palace is full of holes, and the disciples have suffered heavy losses!

"Let's bury these disciples... After all, they are all disciples of the Burial Flower Palace..."

Opening his eyes and blinding the corpses lying in a pool of blood around him, the Red Lotus Palace Lord said with a sad expression.

"Yes, Palace Master!"

Hearing this, a group of female disciples of the Burial Flower Palace received orders in unison, and then began to bury the bodies of these disciples.

"Shen Shaoxia, everyone, are you okay?"

Seeing that the disciples began to clean up their surroundings, paced to Shen Wuxian's side, and blinded the others, the Red Lotus Palace Lord asked with concern.

"It's okay to be down there..."

Standing up from the ground, he had already regained some strength, and Shen Wuxian replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Mrs. Meng and the others also shook their heads and signaled that they were fine.

...............

The next day, after this battle, the disciples in the sect suffered many casualties, and now the disciples are rebuilding the site, and Shen Wuxian and others are also in retreat to heal.

As for the poison of the soft tendons, Xie Yifeng had already found the antidote from Xi'erfang.

And at this moment, after the matter of the funeral flower palace subsided, a bloody storm was set off on the rivers and lakes!

Nangong Huang secretly imprisoned Xie Junhao in the dungeon of the Killing Hall, and then scattered the token of the martial arts alliance leader in the rivers and lakes, and spread the news that if you get this token, you can become the leader of the martial arts alliance and command the rivers and lakes!

As soon as this news came out, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the individual guests began to compete for the main token of the martial arts alliance and fight each other!

Jincheng, the Hall of Killing.

In the hall, wearing a black cloak, a middle-aged man with a square face and a majestic expression was sitting on the main chair drinking tea.

In front of him stood a young guard, dressed in a golden robe with a cold face.

"Mu Tong, has there been any movement in the rivers and lakes these days?"

After a long time, putting down the teacup, the middle-aged man blinded the golden-clothed guard and asked majestically.

"Looking back, the news of the token has been released, and now the rivers and lakes are in chaos..."

Hearing this, the golden-clothed guard nodded and replied respectfully.

"Well, you've done a good job... Order, since our killing hall is to calm down the disputes in the rivers and lakes, when necessary, we must also make a scene and stop it..."

The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and a sneer appeared on his face, and the middle-aged man instructed after pondering for a moment.

This middle-aged man is none other than the head of the Killing Hall, Nangong Huang! And that golden-clothed guard is the shadowless whip Mu Tong among the three golden-clothed guards under his seat!

"Chief, what is the necessary time?"

Hearing Shouzun's command, Mu Tong frowned and asked suspiciously.

"When the dead man..."

Blinded by Mu Tong, Nangong Huang replied with a sneer.

"Yes, I understand..."

Hearing this, he suddenly realized in his heart, and Mu Tong respectfully accepted the order.

After saying that, Mu Tong clasped his fists and saluted, and then wanted to paced away, and went to order his subordinates to carry out the order of the first deity.

"By the way, let's release the news of Xie Junhao's detention in the Killing Hall tomorrow, the rivers and lakes are not chaotic enough, we need to add another fire!"

Suddenly, Fang just walked outside the hall, and the majestic voice of Nangong Huang came from behind him, and Mu Tong couldn't help but stop.

"In addition, the flying pigeon passed a message, telling the Ghost Yama King that it was time for the six major factions to leave, and it was time for him to meet his old friends for a while..."

Behind him, squinting his eyes and staring at Mu Tong's back, Nangong Huangyin said again with a smile.

"Humble duty understands!"

Hearing this, he nodded, Mu Tong didn't look back, and strode away.

"Hehe, good show... Here we go..."

After Mu Tong left, Nangong Huang's fingers caressed the teacup, and a deep sneer appeared on his face.

...............