Chapter Twenty-One: Vertical and Horizontal!

The five elders of Kongtong walked out, and the Jingxuan Master and Jingxu Master of the Emei faction also came out, and the other Emei disciples couldn't do it at all.

"The Fifth Elder of Kongtong? Wang Yue glanced at them lightly, and then looked at the people from the Emei faction.

"Emei is also going to wade through this troubled water, which is very good. ”

The five elders of Kongtong and Jingxu and Jingxuan were in a state of separation, approaching from all directions, and suddenly attacked.

"Seven Wounds Fist, Emei Sword Technique, Plum Blossom Palm?" Wang Yue's body moved, and a layer of invisible qi was covered on his body, and he easily dodged the siege and attack of the seven people.

The Kongtong faction takes the Seven Injuries Fist as the inheritance of martial arts, although the Seven Injuries Fist is strong, it can play seven different strengths at a time, but it needs a strong internal force as a support, in order not to damage the five internal organs when cultivating, with the strength of the five elders of Kongtong, although the Seven Injuries Fist is a bit hot, but if it is more than once, it will aggravate an internal injury, and hurt others first and hurt themselves.

Seeing the approaching several fists, Wang Yue used his strength, the dragon slaying knife turned in his hand, the blade was handed forward, and the fists of the five elders of Kongtong were fought, and the long swords of Jing Xuan and Jing Xuan behind him were extremely powerful, stabbing at his back heart.

I saw Wang Yue leave the ground with one foot, turn the ground, and kick out with both feet backwards, bringing out a whistling wind and swinging away the long swords of the two. Taking advantage of the momentum, he rushed forward, and the blade was handed out violently and quickly, so frightened that the five elders of Kongtong hurriedly retracted his fist, turned back and waved his palm, and played a Dao palm wind, which should become quite fast.

Wind and rain in all directions!

Wang Yue sneered, turned around and slashed out horizontally, using a knife killing move in the Nine Yin True Scripture, and the target was Zong Weixia, the five elders of Kongtong.

Not good!

Zong Weixia flashed back again and again, swinging out the Dao fist style, and the other five elders of Kongtong hurriedly rescued him when he saw this, and the seven wounded punches were shot with all his might, hitting Wang Yue's left and right waist ribs, back of the heart and abdomen respectively.

Wang Yue ignored it, that is, he slashed the dragon slaying knife directly at Zong Weixia, the knife technique was fierce and fast, Zong Weixia was frightened, he couldn't dodge, and one hand was cut off.

At the same time, the fists of the other four fell on Wang Yue.

Zong Weixia screamed and retreated, and the other five elders of Kongtong were happy on their faces, and the person who was hit by the Seven Wounds Punch, even if he had profound skills, would suffer great internal injuries.

However, Wang Yue's face was calm, and he did not look hurt at all, but showed a hint of a playful smile.

Suddenly, a more powerful force shook back from Wang Yue's body, and the faces of the five elders and four people in Kongtong changed suddenly, and they were suddenly shocked and flew out, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

On the other hand, Wang Yue, unharmed, swung a knife backwards, shocking back the attacking Jingxu and Jingxuan Shitai.

However, in two rounds, the winner and loser have been decided.

Wang Yue stuck the dragon slaying knife straight in front of him, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and swept his eyes to Shaolin Sankong and Kunlun He Taichong, the meaning is self-evident: It's your turn!

"You were obviously hit by the Seven Wounds Punch, how could you be unscathed!" Zong Weixia covered the wound of his broken arm, and said with a painful face.

The other four slowly stood up, their injuries extremely serious, and they no longer had the strength to fight.

In this regard, Wang Yue disdained to answer, so let them die of depression in ignorance.

Speaking of principles, it's also very simple.

It is the Jiuyang Divine Skill plus the Qiankun Great Shift, the moment Wang Yuezhong's fist moves, the mind moves, the two divine skills in the body operate on their own, the power of Jiuyang's counterattack plus the accumulated strength of the Qiankun Great Shift, they punched with all their strength, and immediately hit back to themselves, and the power is even worse, they can only blame themselves for their bad luck.

"Since you have lost, today is Zhang Zhenren's 100th birthday, I am not good to kill people here, I must give him a little face, hurry up and roll down the mountain." Wang Yue said angrily.

When the five elders of Kongtong and the others heard this, they suddenly felt unbearable resentment, and they were embarrassed to stay, so they had to look at Wang Yue with murderous aura, and went down the mountain in a gloomy manner.

The Haisha Sect, the Giant Whale Gang, the Divine Fist Sect, the Wushan Sect and other living ones have all gone down the mountain one by one, and they can't afford to provoke this evil star.

Only the rest of the Emei faction did not leave, but went to the Zixiao Palace.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Kong Wen recited the Buddha's name, as if sighing.

Wang Yue looked at them and said: "The four great monks of Shaolin have been famous for a long time, but Master Kongjian accidentally died in the hands of Xie Xun, and only three of them came today, which is a pity." ”

turned to look at He Taichong and said: "He Taichong, the head of Kunlun, I don't know how much he can inherit compared to He Zudao, the three saints of Kunlun." ”

"You've seen what happened to them, so go up with the four of you, and know that this is the last chance. ”

Wang Yue's tone was arrogant, but his expression was unusually flat, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. If the rivers and lakes learned that the three Shaolin monks and the head of Kunlun teamed up to deal with a young man, it would inevitably cause a lot of sensation in the rivers and lakes.

Several people glanced at each other, all of them got the answer from their eyes, and slowly stood up. Shaolin Sankong and Kunlun really joined forces, and they also knew the power of Wang Yue's martial arts.

"The donor's martial arts are superb, and the three of them and the head of Kunlun He are in their eyes. Knowing that fighting alone is not an opponent, I had to obey the donor's wishes and join forces to meet today. Kong Wen said.

"Yes, Your Excellency's martial arts are so high that it is difficult to find them in the world, He had no choice but to join forces with Shaolin monks, which can be regarded as respect for Your Excellency. Mrs. He said.

Wang Yue sneered, these guys joined forces to snatch the dragon slaying knife, and they also wanted to speak in a high-sounding manner, worthy of being the head of a famous faction, and their scheming was deep.

"Let's do it. ”

Wang Yue didn't want to talk nonsense, and motioned for them to strike first.

"Offended!"

Kongwen folded his hands and said.

Immediately, with the empty wisdom and the emptiness of the two monks attacked at the same time, the three of them were superior in internal and external skills, respectively, using a strong vajra finger and a dragon claw grappling hand to hit Wang Yue, He Taichong also followed, the swordsmanship was exquisite and heavy, the skill was carried in the right arm, the long sword shook, and suddenly burst out of the sharp sword light, stabbing towards Wang Yue's body again and again.

Four famous first-class masters in the world's martial arts made a move, and their power was really extraordinary, and there were only a handful of people who could resist the four of them joining forces.

And Wang Yue, within a handful of these, can not only resist, but also win.

The dragon slaying knife was cut diagonally, and the angle was extremely tricky, just blocking the offensive of the three of Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxu, and at the same time, with a flick of the wrist, the blade of the knife rotated, and a slash was slashed on the long sword that He Tai sprinted, and even the sword body was cut off.

As a divine weapon, the dragon slaying knife sharpens iron like clay, He Taichong's long sword is just average, how can it withstand the blade of the dragon slaying knife.

Although it was broken, He Taichong's swordsmanship was still the same, swinging out a dense sword light, piercing through the blockade, and the three monks of Kongwen, Kongzhi and Kongxu, also rushed up, and the Shaolin stunt was just right, and it was going to fall on Wang Yue's body.

Suddenly, Wang Yue's figure moved and rotated, turning into nine figures in different directions, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the false for a while, the spiral nine shadows made it supernatural, and the real body had already rushed towards the weakest He Taichong, and suddenly appeared above He Taichong, and a move 'force split Huashan' from top to bottom.

He Taichong looked shocked, swung his sword upward, and quickly stabbed out sixteen swords, the sword struck in the same position, making a tinkling and clinking sound, and his body flew back, wanting to get rid of it smoothly.

Hum!

Wang Yue snorted coldly, the strength in his hand increased a few points, and the power was transported to his arms, and the momentum of the dragon slaying knife suddenly increased greatly, and a trace of wind and thunder sounded, and the poofed fell instantly.

Yes!

With a miserable scream, Mrs. He retreated several feet sharply, extremely embarrassed. There was only a broken sword less than a foot long left in his right hand, and his left arm was removed almost shoulder to shoulder, and the blood flowed profusely, so frightened that he hurriedly sealed several large points in his left arm, otherwise the bleeding would bleed him to death.

Turning around and retreating sharply, the horizontal knife swept out at the same time, and the fierce sword qi forced the three monks of empty smell, empty wisdom and emptiness away, and floated and stood.

On the other hand, the three monks of Empty Hearing, Empty Wisdom and Emptiness are solemn and on guard.