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Shaolin Temple and the Songshan faction are not in harmony, and no one has done anything less than stumbling on each other. Today, he was alone and surrounded by the Songshan faction, and Zhong Zhen was not surprised that he had murderous intentions. If he had the opportunity, he would do the same.

It's not about compassion, it's about profit. Songshan is too small to accommodate the two major sects standing side by side.

"Amitabha, the name of the Nine Curved Sword, poor monks have often heard of it!" Master Fang Yuan took out a knife flower with a ring knife in his hand, posed in the starting style of Ananda's knife technique, and waited for Zhong Zhen to make a move.

Zhong Zhen's face was gloomy, a sword light pierced out, the sword qi broke through the air and made a whistling sound, and more than a dozen swords were released in one breath, and the sword light shrouded Master Fang Yuan.

Master Fang Yuan's whole person borrowed his strength, soaring into the air like a harrier, forcibly breaking through the sword light. The ring knife in his hand slashed towards Zhong Zhen silently.

"Look for death!"

The blow was ineffective, Zhong Zhen shouted loudly, and swung his sword to block the slashing ring knife. He is nicknamed Jiuqu Sword, just because the sword in his hand is a Qimen weapon, the sword body is curved like a snake, and the move is weird. A sword light slashed out, and the force was heavy, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

Zhong Zhen's cultivation is profound, and his swordsmanship is exquisite, but Fang Yuan's knife technique is even better, and the sword in his hand has reached the realm of lightness. Ananda's knife technique was supernatural by him, and the killing machine lurked, and he came out with one sword, and sealed all the changes in Zhongzhen.

"All the disciples listen to the order, follow me to kill Fang Yuan!"

Zhong Zhen fell behind for a while, and suddenly shouted, everyone agreed, and more than a dozen elite disciples took out their swords together, and the layers of sword nets covered Fang Yuan, wanting to squeeze him to pieces.

"Amitabha, Jiuqu Sword Bell Town, but that's it!"

Hmm, as he spoke, a sword light was like electricity, unstoppable, and the sword light greeted the besieging Songshan sect disciples. This Ananda sword technique was used by Master Fang Yuan, and it was simply superb. Compassion contains a strong killing intention, and it has reached the realm of compassion and killing intent at will.

Splitting more than a dozen knives in a row, the moves are like the wind blowing willows, containing a strong sense of Zen, but it is murderous. The disciples of Songshan were so frightened by the sword light that they were actually rushed out of the encirclement by Master Fang Yuan.

"Fang Yuan is looking for death!"

Zhong Zhen slashed out with a sword, just in time to see Fang Yuan kill people and get out of the siege. With an angry shout, the nine-curved sword in his hand stabbed directly into his chest.

Bell Bell ......

The swords struck each other, making a sound of gold and iron, and the two of them couldn't restrain their strength, and with a bang, the big tree in front of them swayed violently by the qi, and countless broken branches and leaves fell.

"What a wonderful knife technique, Shaolin Temple really has a deep heritage. Send a monk at random, and you will have such martial arts. Chen Zheng hid on the branches, and when he saw Master Fang Yuan's sword technique, he couldn't help but secretly praise it, and his heart was extremely happy.

"Good knife technique, if only I could see it with my own eyes!"

At this moment, when he saw Fang Yuan's sword technique, he was actually greedy and wanted to take it for himself.

Watching Zhong Zhen and Fang Yuan fight, Chen Zheng's heart moved, and from the comparison of his own strength between the two of them, Chen Zheng frowned.

In a different place, if you face Zhongzhen, the victory or defeat is also in the number of five or five. This person's cultivation is even higher than Fei Bin's, and he has reached the late stage of the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Fang Yuan is even more serious and perfect, and the smiling and proud rivers and lakes have entered the first-class realm, even in the main world, it is also a proper third-rate peak. As long as you break through the first level, you can enter the second-rate realm. This kind of cultivation, placed in the outer gate of the Huangquan Demon Sect, is enough to gain a firm foothold in the upper courtyard.

With such cultivation, he can already compare to Yue Buqun of the Huashan faction. Shaolin Wudang holds the bull's ear of martial arts, not only in words, but also in his hands.

Chen Zheng used to be inaccurate in estimating the strength of Xiaoao's world, and since he subdued Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, he broke through the middle of the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, and finally measured Xiaoao's level of force.

Like Yue Buqun, Xiang Wentian and the like, the absolute twelve positive streams are perfect, reaching the peak of the third-rate in the main world. And Zuo Lengzen, Fangzheng, Chong Xu, let me do it, is equivalent to breaking through the second level of the day after tomorrow in the main world, and cultivating the sixth layer the day after tomorrow.

The rest are such as Mo Da, Tianmen, Yu Canghai, Songshan Thirteen Taibao, the cultivation is not much different, the lowest is the early stage of the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the highest is not the late stage of the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow.

The strength of Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen is high, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect are all comparable to the second-layer or even third-level cultivation of the day after tomorrow, but Fang Yuan is still not afraid.

Zhong Zhen's swordsmanship is exquisite, and Songshan's swordsmanship is magnificent, and it is as powerful as a majestic mountain. Every move is powerful and heavy, and a nine-curved sword is like a mountain, making people breathless.

Master Fang Yuan's sword technique was sharp, as fast as lightning, Ananda's knife technique changed very little, purely to cultivate to suppress people, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with Zhong Zhen in seven or eight moves.

Facing the sword light rolling in, Zhong Zhen shouted: "Good sword technique! Eat me another sword!" The sword light condensed, and with one move, he went straight to the point, facing Fang Yuan's sword light.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is going to kill tonight!"

Fang Yuan's knees were bent, and the horizontal knife was pushed forward, colliding with the sword light.

Clang!

Fang Yuan was upside down by a huge force of backshock, and with the help of the force, he flipped back, and fell directly in the middle of the disciples of the Songshan Sect, the sword light was like water, as soft as the light veil on the cheeks of the Buddha to the lady, a wisp of sword light flashed, and a miserable scream was heard.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight disciples of the Songshan Sect were killed.

"Damn! Fang Yuan, my Songshan faction will never rest with you!"

Watching Fang Yuan Tu poke his own disciples, Zhen Zhong was boiling with anger, his eyes were about to split, and he roared fiercely: "Brothers, retreat!"

Fang Yuan saw Songshan disciple Hou Sa, his left palm was erected in front of his chest, and he exhaled: "Amitabha!"

Zhong Zhen glared at Fang Yuan angrily, eager to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, he couldn't fight hard with the other party, and he was afraid that the disciples of Songshan would suffer heavy casualties, so he was reluctant to retreat.

"The mountain does not turn around, Fang Yuan, tonight's hatred, the Songshan faction will never forget!"

Zhong Zhen said that, waved his hand hatefully, and led the disciples out of the woods.

Fang Yuan looked at the corpses all over the ground, kept chanting "Amitabha", and when Zhong Zhen was completely far away, he began to recite the Sutra of Transcendence, chanting the Sutra for the disciples of the Songshan Sect.

Chen Zheng was overjoyed when he saw the Songshan faction retreating, while Fang Yuan still stayed where he was. Secretly condensed the true qi of the white bones, waited for the opportunity, and prepared to sneak attack Fang Yuan.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so quickly, Fang Yuan actually recited the transcendent scriptures for the disciples of the Songshan Sect.

"Good chance!"

Seeing Fang Yuan withdraw the ring knife, Chen Zheng secretly sighed in his heart, and instantly flew away from the canopy, the whole person turned into a ghost, blending into the black curtain, pressing his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and instantly rushed several meters away.

"Choke!"

The weeping blood knife came out of its sheath and directly turned into a touch of knife light, and Chen Zheng used the thirteen styles of flying sand and stones. At this moment, you can make the knife as fast as you can, and it is best to kill with one hit.

Among the knife techniques he knows, the blood knife knife technique is weird and vicious, and the speed is insufficient. The speed of the Flying Sand and Stone Thirteen Style is fast enough, and the lethality is not strong. However, no matter how lethal it is, it is enough to kill people.

Clang!

A flash of sword light suddenly flashed in front of Chen Zheng's eyes, and the killing knife was blocked by Fang Yuan. A strong anti-shock force made his body fall back and retreat, "Boom, ......" Chen Zheng took four or five steps back, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy.

"The master is so scheming!"

Master Fang Yuan definitely discovered him, but he pretended not to be quiet and deliberately lured Chen Zheng to make a move. Unexpectedly, Chen Zheng was really fooled.