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Kill this person, and the dozens of armor soldiers of the Iron Sword Society around him are all stunned. However, there is also a hidden fear on the faces of some people.

Zhuang Wudao's momentum was too terrifying, and the two major cultivation realms in the company's internal combat power were firmly on the throne of the top five, but he didn't even have the qualifications to block the palm of the person in front of him. Then they are even more unbearable.

"It's so domineering—"

Behind the human wall, Yusan was speechless and his face was dull. He was taller, and although he didn't see the two fighting clearly, he knew that Jiang Yuan and his other right-hand man, Zhang Feng, had been beaten to death by Zhuang Wudao with a palm.

However, he slammed into the human wall of the Iron Sword Society, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Turned the palm into a fist and restored the previous path. Zhuang Wudao is still one step at a time, and one punch will hit one person. The middle one will be thrown up, and when it falls, it will be smashed down one piece, and the five orifices will be bleeding, and they will not be able to fight again. The momentum is like thunder and lightning, and no one can do it.

And although Zhuang Wudao's body was surrounded by constant sword shadows, and there was no lack of hidden weapons from the cold man, they could never penetrate his inner armor, and he was injured less than half a hair.

In just a dozen breaths, more than 20 people died one after another. As long as it is in front of Zhuang Wudao, it must be after the middle fist, and the five organs will crack and die.

Crazy Tiger? For the first time, he felt that this Zhuang Wudao person was as he said.

"What the hell is going on?"

Hu Li was short, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him even when he was worried about his feet. But I could still see that a figure in the crowd was thrown up and fell down outside the zhangxu. And it is getting closer and closer, and the distance is less than ten zhang.

If Zhuang Wudao was stopped by Jiang Yuan, it would not be like this.

"What else? Jiang Yuan didn't hold up a single palm, and was killed on the spot. That kid's strength is only more than twenty bulls!"

Yu San's face was pale, and he kept stepping back, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Brothers, I have heard clearly, those who can kill this person today will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, plus a Beicheng second mansion! All the dead and wounded, I will worship the old and the young, and I will never break my word! Fei Cheng, Lao Tzu has raised you for three years, but I didn't let you watch from the side at this time! You can make a move! Give Lao Tzu a measure of his ability! Is there really no one who can stop him?"

Hu Li's pupils also constricted, and then retreated. Fortunately, the two hundred armor soldiers of the Thunder Dragon Gang had already arrived and protected both of them together.

Fei Cheng in the three mouths of the Emperor is one of the two Qi Cultivation Realm worshippers of the Iron Sword Society. He is good at swordsmanship, and after he arrives in Yuecheng, this person's opponent is often killed by ten swords! Shen Quan also wanted to recruit, but he was taken one step faster by Yu San.

This is a real Qi cultivator, not comparable to Jiang Yuan. With this person's move, he will definitely be able to stop the invincible momentum of that Zhuang Wudao.

Sure enough, a white-clothed figure with a long sword walked leisurely towards the crowd in the fierce battle.

Yu San was not very relieved, and explained: "Be careful! This son's strength is a bit evil, and if you frustrate his momentum, you can retreat! Wang Ba, pay attention to Fei Cheng's pressure formation!"

Wang Ba was another Qi cultivator in the Iron Sword Society. He is short in stature, with a pair of eight-sided hammers in his hand, and his ability to defeat 100 people.

Fei Cheng laughed when he heard this, and he lined up everyone without caring and stepped into the battle circle. At this time, Zhuang Wudao had almost come out of the formation again. Fei Cheng only walked a few steps, and he was already opposite Zhuang Wudao.

"Take me a sword!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Fei Chengcheng had already drawn his sword. A touch of green water flashed, and it ran through the distance of nearly a zhang. Slashed Zhuang Wudao's left shoulder.

Zhuang Wudao's mind was also stabbed by this penetrating sword intent, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes. The person in front of him is not only a sword light, but also a tricky sword path. Above the blade of the sword, a layer of blue light floated up.

The surrounding blades can be ignored by Zhuang Wudao. But this sword alone can't be ignored.

His state at this time may be able to take a sword from this person without being injured. However, at that time, his silver silk inner armor will definitely be destroyed.

Zhuang Wudao didn't think about it, the boxing technique had already changed, and the five fingers were gathered, like a bird's beak. It is the 'eagle-shaped fist' in the Liuhe Xingyi Fist, which is subconsciously used at this time.

After more than 20 days of hard training, although all the boxing fights of this Liuhe Xingyi Quan have not become his instinct, he is quite skilled in fighting. Before the blade of the sword slashed, it struck the blade of the sword with the utmost skill.

Suddenly, the sword light was scattered, and there was no longer the previous fierce momentum. The cyan qi shrouded in the sword's body also dispersed, and it could no longer constitute a threat.

The white-clothed swordsman on the opposite side was surprised. His eyes were also cautious, but his face was sneering.

"The boxing skills are really good! But I don't know how many more swords I can take?"

Zhuang Wudao ignored it, and was about to rush close when the opponent retracted his sword, and crashed into the two feet in front of this person. Defeat the enemy with close-quarters exercises, and overcome the enemy's shortcomings with your own strengths.

Yun'er's voice sounded in his head again: "Sword master, this person also uses a sword, can you leave it to me?"

Zhuang Wudao raised his eyebrows, hesitating for a while. Today, he has completely dissipated his sex, his blood is full of blood, and his fighting spirit is unprecedented.

The white-clothed swordsman in front of him, although his swordsmanship is good, is a little tricky, but he is not someone he can't deal with. As long as he can rush in front of this person, no matter how clever his swordsmanship is, he can't do it.

But he heard Yun'er say again: "Only this one person is enough! Sword master, you want to hone your boxing skills, and there is no shortage of such a person." ”

The voice was soft and sweet, as if it was a bit begging.

Zhuang Wudao's face was very strange, this sword spirit, is he being coquettish to him? But this tone of voice is really good!

There was a soft sound of 'dang', and another eagle peck in his right hand scattered the sword light that had been slashed.

However, this exchange of blows made the surrounding gang members of the Iron Knife Society all refreshed their spirits.

With two swords in a row, Zhuang Wudao couldn't move forward even one step. The man in front of him is not invincible!

Zhuang Wudao allowed the hot current surging behind him to penetrate into his body before Fei Cheng's third sword slashed, leaving hundreds of limbs behind.

"It's up to you! But that's it, just this one. ”

Yun'er didn't reply, but there was an immediate 'bang' behind him, and the sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath.

Then in front of Zhuang Wudao, there was a streamer that was difficult to see with the naked eye, flickering abruptly. In the next moment, Zhuang Wudao came back to his senses. The heat flow in his body was already pouring back, and he didn't hold a sword in his hand. But the white-clothed swordsman on the opposite side had a faint blood mark between his forehead.

Then the blood marks gradually expanded up and down. The body of the white-clothed swordsman was actually divided into two pieces and poured to the left and right.

Yun'er's sword was only for a moment, and it was impossible to see it clearly with the naked eye. However, the white-clothed swordsman on the opposite side, who was practicing qi, had been cut in half by this sword!

Everyone nearby was stunned, and then they were obviously frightened by Zhuang Wudao's sword, and they all retreated one after another, surging to the side.

Behind the white-clothed swordsman, a short and strong man holding a purple gold eight-sided hammer also had an incredible face, looking at Fei Cheng's body, which was split in two and fell to both sides.

glanced at Zhuang Wudao incredibly, and then stepped backwards without hesitation, trying to distance himself as much as possible.

Dozens of feet later, Na Yusan spit out a mouthful of blood violently, his eyes wide open, terrifying and terrifying.

"This goddamn thief! I will be your ancestor! Fei Cheng, Fei Cheng-"

The voice can be described as heart-wrenching, and Hu Li next to him can't empathize, but he also looks stunned.

This time, he saw clearly, after Fei Cheng had two swords, he stopped Zhuang Wudao for a moment. The latter drew his sword and slashed, cutting Fei Cheng's body apart!

Zhuang Wudao's complexion is also extremely unsightly. He wasn't sure if he would be able to resist someone with the same swordsmanship.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

This is naturally in the mind, asking the sword spirit.

"It's not a sword technique, it's a sword drawing technique, a sword drawing method!"

"Drawing a sword, drawing a sword?"

Zhuang Wudao repeated it in his heart, but he was shocked in his heart. What kind of way to draw the sword. Can there be such a divine power?

"Exactly! This is the only sword you can learn before you build the foundation realm! Your wrist joints are fixed and you are not good at changing. Therefore, the simpler the swordsmanship, the better, and this sword drawing technique is just right. When the sword comes out, you can divide life and death!"

Zhuang Wudao sighed in his heart, this sword spirit Yun'er, is it so difficult that it is tempting him? With such a sword might, how can it not make him yearn for it?

Originally, he was not interested in swordsmanship, but at this time, he also had some intentions. I can have one more ability, and it's always haode.

"Don't worry about it, I just haven't fought against anyone for a long time, and it's just an itch for a while. ”

The sword spirit Yun'er said leisurely: "I remember that when I was in my heyday, no one in the world dared to use a sword in front of me, except for a few immortals! ”

Zhuang Wudao was speechless, thinking that you are just a sword spirit. Others don't dare to use their swords, I'm afraid it's not because of you, but because of the master of the Qingyun Sword when it was in its heyday, right?

He was distracted talking to Yun'er in his mind, but his footsteps never stopped. took more than 20 steps, and shot several people in a row,

The fist is stretched, and the boxing of this six-in-one shape is even more freewheeling, and it is gradually getting better. Just like the "Yun'er" said that the boxing method is reasonable-'There is no fist, the intention is unintentional, and the unintentional is the true meaning', 'the intention is what the heart does, and the intention is the fist'. (Remember to see the fastest update in one second)

The fist cares first, and the intention is combined with the fist, even if the distraction is used for two purposes, it is completely unhindered. Wherever the fist goes, there is still no one to stop,

At this time, his momentum was already achieved, and when he went to the gang of the Iron Sword Society, when facing him, he couldn't raise the courage to sword at all.

And not far away, the short and sturdy man who kept retreating, holding a purple gold eight-sided hammer, was also a Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator. But after he killed Fei Cheng with a sword, his momentum had declined. In front of him, ten percent of his ability, I'm afraid he won't use seventy percent.

I heard that ordinary martial artists, (see the fastest update) are fighting with skills and bodies. And the confrontation of the superior martial artists is a fighting situation.

Zhuang Wudao today is a particularly profound understanding.

The people of the Iron Sword Society have been killed, but there are more than two hundred people gathered in front of them. They are all wearing iron armor, full of energy, and their eyes are full of essence.