Gu Chuanxia's left foot kicked out again and again, and large stones flew up in the air.

He was about to add a palm to shatter all these stones, when suddenly a soft palm slapped from behind. Although the power of this palm is soft, it obviously contains a strong true qi. This true qi was extremely condensed, causing him to react when he was about to slap on his back.

Knowing that it was sent by a master, he didn't dare to slack off, and he returned his palm to parry. The two of them were really angry, each staring at each other, Gu Chuanxia looked at the man, and saw that his appearance was full of righteousness, and he was actually the master in his name, Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan. Facing Yue Buqun, Gu Chuanxia raised his spirit, and said in his heart: "Yue Buqun Zixia has achieved divine skills, and the realm of the inner law must not be underestimated!"

Taking a breath, running Jiuyang, the all-true mastery Sanhua gathered his top palm and struck it like a mountain and a sea.

The palm wind is a few zhang away, and there is a heat wave rolling enough to melt the fine iron, Yue Buqun knows that he can't catch him with one palm alone, running purple qi, wrapped in a purple mist, both palms out with qi imperial sword, body into a sword shape, intending to block him palm.

A voice beside him shouted: "Don't be a strong opponent! At this moment, the ancient demon is strong when he is strong, and the heavens and the earth are borrowing strength from him, no matter how strong your Zixia true qi is, you can't fight him." ”

Pulled Yue Buqun diagonally in, turning it into a streamer flicker, avoiding the blow from the Gu Chuanxia front. But the palm power of Gu Chuanxia still rushed forward, and the five people behind Yue Buqun bore the brunt, only to hear the sound of five bangs, and the five people all flew up, slamming into the mountain rock in the distance, shaking half of the mountain cliff, and the five people were also buried in the stone, obviously unable to survive.

Yue Buqun was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were cloudy, and he nodded and thanked Mr. Mo beside him.

"Huashan disciples, listen to the order, set up a formation to punish demons!" Yue Buqun said in a raised voice.

Hundreds of Huashan disciples gathered, with green clothes and purple robes holding sharp swords, and they all looked at Gu Chuanxia.

The leader is none other than Cheng Chun, who has been promoted to a true disciple.

Cheng Chun looked at Gu Chuanxia, his eyes flickered, his eyes hesitated, and the expression on his face was very stiff.

Looking at Cheng Chun, Gu Chuanxia sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect you and my brothers to have a fight, and today we have to meet each other." ”

The stiffness on Cheng Chun's face could no longer be suppressed, tears rolled in his eyes, and he said: "Brother Gu has heard about it for a long time, and he killed me at that time, and he can't believe it, how do you know...... How did you know that this was the case? If it weren't for the righteousness of martial arts and the great enmity of the sect, I, Cheng Chun, would rather die than dare to be an enemy of my ancient brother. ”

Gu Chuanxia nodded and said, "I know this section very well. Later, friends will turn into enemies, and a vicious fight will inevitably be won't be avoided. You don't have to keep your hands, life and death... ”

"In today's battle, we are waiting for grace to break off, at this time, it is better to dance the sword together again, renew the friendship, and let go of the killing as soon as the swordsmanship stops. Gu Chuanxia looked at the many disciples in Huashan, and there were many acquaintances among them.

Even at this moment, many of them are still in a trance, and they can't believe that they want to be enemies of the ancient heroes they worship.

"White clouds come out of Xiu!"

Don't hesitate, the ancient legend refers to the sword, the fingertips condense the blade of the sword, and one move is the authentic Huashan basic swordsmanship.

Many Huashan disciples coincidentally cooperated, and at the same time performed this sword move, neatly and uniformly.

"There is Feng Laiyi!"

The sword momentum changed again, and the blades of the sword slashed down in unison, as if a person was dancing a sword. Thousands of swordsmanship performed together, and the sword aura was full of a kind of bloody shock.

"The squire hangs upside down!"

The robes flew up, and thousands of Huashan disciples, under the leadership of Gu Chuanxia, jumped in the air, and the sword edge turned sharply. As pointed out by the sword, all the heroes in the world are afraid.

"White rainbow through the sun!"

The ancient legend shouted the name of the sword move, and with a stab of the sword, the heavens and the earth changed color, and thousands of sharp swords crossed the sky, as if they really wanted to pierce the scorching sun.

One sword, one sword, one sword!

Every sword is the love and righteousness of the past.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, the ancient legend's eyes were red, and he roared: "The hall is full of gold and jade!"

The sword momentum stopped, and the audience was solemn.

"The sword has been decided, the righteousness has been broken, after today, we will no longer be brothers. With a flick of his fingers, the long swords of more than a dozen Huashan disciples in the front row were broken by the finger wind.

The weapons of the people in the rivers and lakes are more important than their lives, not to mention the sword cultivation of the Huashan faction, and the long sword in his hand is an extension of himself.

When the ancient legend broke their swords, he was completely cut off with them.

shouted: "Which one will come first and fight to the death!"

The disciples of Huashan saw the majesty of the ancient legend of the gods, and no one dared to step forward for a while. Gu Chuanxia shouted: "If you don't do it, I'll do it first!" The palm of his hand was raised, and there was a bang twice, and several people had already fallen to the ground with the force of the palm.

He rushed into the crowd with the momentum, elbowing and punching, slapping and kicking, and knocking down several people in an instant. The entire Huashan Sword Formation was instantly disturbed by the ancient legend.

In the Huashan Sword Array, Cheng Chun shouted: "Brother Gu, good and evil have always been incompatible, let's forget our selfishness, junior brother, I will offend." ”

Gu Chuanxia raised his head and laughed: "The last swordsmanship and martial arts have already been practiced, and the long sword has been broken, why do you still call it a brother?"

Kick his left foot at him with a strong wind. Having said that, he couldn't help but have a love for many disciples in Huashan, not only did he not want to hurt their lives, but he didn't even want them to make a fool of themselves in front of outsiders.

A Zuo Dao, who wanted to fish in troubled waters and sneak attack the ancient legend, made a strange scream with a knife and flew up. was kicked directly in the chest by Gu Chuanxia.

The disciples of Huashan also secretly helped, not only did they not embarrass Gu Chuanxia, but also deliberately separated Gu Chuanxia from the huge crowd, secretly escorted him, and let him move towards Yanjing City quickly.

"The ancient donor did not keep his promise and fell into the devil's way, and today I Shaolin will preside over the righteousness of martial arts and eliminate harm for the world. "A monk in a big red robe came from the clouds, it was Master Fang Sheng of the Shaolin Branch.

Walking forward slowly, the big sleeves fluttered, and the whirring fist power at the bottom of the sleeve was sent out to the ancient legend. There is a hidden mystery in it, and the fist power is varied, even the ancient legend is not real for a while.

This kung fu is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, called "the sleeve in the trunk", the sleeves are raised, but the fist strength is emitted at the bottom of the sleeve.

The sleeves of his coat seem to be a disguise for the strength of his fist, so that the enemy cannot see the way the fist is coming from, and he is caught off guard. As everyone knows, on the sleeve, but there is also a very sharp trick and strength, if the enemy is engrossed in dismantling the fist hidden under his sleeve, he will turn to the guest and hurt people with his sleeve strength. Although it is not the legendary supernatural power 'Sleeve Universe' that can store all things, it is also a high-level martial art that operates the universe.

When the ancient legend saw that he attacked, the two wide sleeves blew forward, just like two sails with the wind, the power is not trivial, condensing the majestic true qi of Buddhism, and has the power of opening the mountain and breaking the stream, so he shouted: "The sleeves are good, it is really good!"

A slap on his sleeve. Fang Sheng's sleeve strength was broad, but the palm of the ancient legend was gathered and condensed, and only the sound of sneering could be heard, and the two forces stirred each other.

Suddenly, the sleeve robe turned into a red colorful butterfly and scattered, and the true qi that had originally gathered under the sleeve robe spread, setting off a huge wave of qi that pushed the crowd away.

And under the broken sleeve robe, Master Fang Sheng's arms were red, like a red-hot soldering iron, obviously he had been injured by the Jiuyang True Qi of the Ancient Legend.

(To be continued.) )