Nangong Shaoyou Yu Fan Zizhu made more than ten moves, and suddenly laughed and said: "Brother Fan, you and I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and when I see you today, my internal strength has increased a lot, let the little brother see it!"

After speaking, there was a long roar, which shook the roof "rustling", raised the cold ice sword, and used it as a stick, and "split Huashan" with one move, and slashed down on Fan Zizhu's head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fan Zizhu has always been good at internal strength, and he lost to Nangong Shaoyou in internal strength, but he was not angry, and felt that Nangong Shaoyou was clever and attacked him, and immediately raised the scimitar and used it as a stick, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand and the back of the knife in his left hand.

I only heard the sound of "Ping!", and a white light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, followed by a red light!

Ling Meixue screamed in shock and threw herself into her mother's arms!

Everyone in the hall was also stunned, and they didn't say anything for a while!

I saw that Fan Zizhu was still holding the back of the sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, but in vain he fell on both sides, and one Fan Zizhu turned into two!

It turned out that Nangong Shaoyou had enough internal force to pour his arms, and when he split his head, he actually cut Fan Zizhu's scimitar at the waist, and then went straight down from his head, through his chest and abdomen, and directly between his legs, splitting Fan Zizhu in half!

Among the people of the Sanyuan Sect, Fan Zizhu is very polite to Ling Meixue, and even loves it, Ling Meixue has a very good impression of him, and now seeing him die tragically, he is very unbearable.

She peeked from her mother's arms, and saw Nangong Shaoyou's face frosty, without the slightest joy or anger, there was only murderous aura in her eyes, she had heard that once the cold ice true qi was transported, when it reached the transformation realm, the person who used it would be empty, and there was only killing in his eyes, and he would not give up if he did not kill all the enemies.

She had already heard Nangong Shao lobby that when he slaughtered the hungry wolf in the desert, he had been in such a state, and when the hungry wolf was killed, he returned to his original appearance, and only then did he feel tired and covered with scars.

In fact, Nangong Shaoyou also thought that he was in the desert with Song Wan'er that day, besieged by a group of wolves, and the two ran out of firewood, so they jumped to the ground and slaughtered the hungry wolf, he felt that Song Wan'er was still there, and as long as he killed the hungry wolf, he could save her.

After Nangong Shaoyou killed Fan Zizhu with a sword, he held the sword in his left hand, the tip of the sword was downward, and there was still blood dripping on the three-foot ice, starting in the Mongolian desert, Nangong Shaoyou began to learn her to practice the left-handed sword because he missed Murong Feifei, and in the past ten years, he has practiced to the point that the left and right hands make the sword as withdrawn.

He raised his head slightly, and said coldly: "There are eleven more, whoever wins, takes my life, walks out of the main hall, loses and puts down his head!"

The ten hall masters of the Trinity Sect on the main hall of Fangcai were all wantonly laughing at Nangong Shaoyou's arrogance, at this moment, no one dared to laugh, Lan Daoxin had already known that Nangong Shaoyou was powerful, but when he saw it at the moment, he couldn't help but be shocked, he couldn't imagine that it would be so powerful that a sword actually split the second master of the Sanyuan Sect from the middle.

Even Cui Zhicheng, Ling Chaozong, Cheng Ruofei is also very shocked, Ling Chaozong and Cheng Ruofei know Nangong Shaoyou's martial arts, but they didn't expect that now it is so high, they will get together every Mid-Autumn Festival, Nangong Shaoyou came to Lin'an, taught Ling Meixue martial arts, although he loves freedom and does not live in the Ling family, but he will also exceed the time to visit the Ling family, but he has never shown his martial arts, Ling Chaozong and Cheng Ruofei remember his martial arts, but they also stayed ten years ago, these ten years, Nangong Shaoyou has a very high reputation, they think that martial arts must be on a higher level, but they didn't expect it to reach this levelIt's more than double what it was ten years ago.

Cui Zhicheng was even more discouraged in his heart: "Hey, I have been practicing hard for many years, and I only debuted at the age of fifty, thinking that I could be proud of the martial arts with a long sword, but now that I think about it, I have always been arrogant, and I can save my life to this day, it is really a great blessing, the ancestors of the Cui family are blessed!"

Lan Daoxin looked at the ten hall masters, all of them were shocked, and they couldn't stop fighting, they were fighting him no matter what, but at this moment, there was no other way than to attack them in groups, and he could also take advantage of the chaos to rush out.

So he let out a whistle in his mouth and summoned dozens of sect members outside the main hall, but there was no reaction at all, and he summoned again, but there was no response, and he couldn't help but be scared and dazed in his heart.

Nangong Shaoyou sneered: "Lan Daoxin, didn't you listen to me? Whenever I see the disciples of the Sanyuan Sect, I see one and kill one by one, until I kill the spear Ziyuan, where did I come from?"

When Lan Dao heard this, he was shocked in his heart: "You, you came in from outside the door, could it be that the more than forty Sanyuan Sect disciples outside have all killed you all?"

"When did Nangong Shaoyou say not count?" Nangong Shaoyou said proudly: "If you have to finish off the forty-six people outside and delay the time, it is really a pity that you will not be ordered to kill you, but the Taoist was killed in the Sanqing Palace, and even the Sanqing he worships every day can't bless him, how can I Nangong Shaoyou, have the ability to protect him? Or is this the will of heaven!"

Lan Daoxin was at a loss in his heart, although he didn't believe it when he was killed, Nangong Shaoyou could kill forty-six sect members with the power of one person, those forty-six people were the first-class masters of the Trinity Sect carefully selected by themselves, and their combined ability would not be worse than that of the top ten hall masters, it was not easy to kill them all, and without leaving a sound, it was even more incredible, but what kind of person was Nangong Shaoyou, how could what he said be false, he was now scared to death, more than everyone else.

Although Lan Daoxin is strong in martial arts, he has a desire in his heart, he is determined to inherit the position of the leader of the Sanyuan Sect after the spear Ziyuan, and even inherit the throne, the leader of the Sanyuan Sect will definitely be able to get it, as for the position of the emperor, at present, the Mongolian iron cavalry is raging in the Central Plains, the border passes are in danger, and it is a matter of time before it is broken, the Sanyuan Sect has gathered a large number of sect members, and there is enough food and grass, only at that time, it is okay to occupy a place and call the emperor, and even take advantage of the fact that Mongolia has not gained a firm foothold in the Central Plains, and it is not impossible to compete with them for a day, even if it is not so, like Tiannan Dali, it is also a very good thing to be the emperor。

With this desire in his heart, he doesn't want to die, only by surviving can he have a chance to realize his wish, and this opportunity can be said to be at his fingertips, it's just a matter of time, he regretted it for a while: "Hey, the sect leader obviously sent Fan Zizhu to Hengshan, why should I rob him of half of the credit, even if he succeeds alone, he can't replace my position in the Sanyuan Sect, what should I do now!"

Just as his mind was spinning rapidly, Nangong Shaoyou had already stopped drinking: "Manly man, how can you do what you want, how can you be so hesitant, if you still hesitate, I will do it myself later!"

Nangong Shaoyou said while striding forward, which made a hall master say: "Straight lady thief! Nangong Shaoyou is not three heads and six arms, just one person, why should everyone be afraid, go together, aren't we eleven people as good as him?"

He said that he first waved the iron rod in his hand, and hit Nangong Shaoyou head-on, the other nine hall masters are all famous figures in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many battles have passed, and life and death have been experienced countless times, Fang was shocked by Nangong Shaoyou killing Fan Zizhu with a sword, and now I can hear what the hall master said, I feel very reasonable, what kind of person I am, how can I be greedy for life and afraid of death, let alone be humiliated, even if Nangong Shaoyou is powerful, it is just one person, and eleven people on his side are on the same side, do you lose him?

Although Lan Daoxin is very afraid of death, he is very shrewd, and he knows that if he wants to escape this time, he must also rely on these ten hall masters, and these ten people are all strong in martial arts, and everyone is able to win together, the only variable is that he is afraid that Cui Zhicheng and the Ling family will come to help, then their side will definitely lose.

Cheng Ruofei saw that the ten major hall masters of the Sanyuan Sect stepped forward to besiege Nangong Shaoyou together, so he shouted: "Shameless!

Cui Zhicheng and Ling Chaozong said in unison: "Okay!

Ling Meixue opened her hands and stopped in front of the three of them, and said very firmly: "Uncle, daddy, mother, big brother, he doesn't need help!"

The three of them had never seen Ling Meixue so tenacious and so bold in front of the elders, but looking at her eyes, they all retreated, and her eyes seemed to tell the three of them that Nangong Shaoyou didn't need help from others, he would definitely win.

Ling Meixue didn't know if Nangong Shaoyou could win those eleven people, but she had a heart-to-heart with Nangong Shaoyou at the moment, and knew that no matter whether he won or lost, he would have to fight alone, because this was to avenge his wife, how could he fake his hands on others.

Ling Meixue seemed to see that she was being bullied by others, and after Nangong Shaoyou knew about it, she went to avenge him with a murderous face, and no matter whether the other party was a thousand troops, he was duty-bound.

She suddenly remembered what her second aunt Meng Ling'er said, when Nangong Shaoyou was for a pair of grandchildren who met in Pingshui, after listening to their tragic past, she went deep into the Mongolian military camp alone, one person and one sword, and captured the Mongolian prince in hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops.

At that moment, he felt that Nangong Shaoyou was also standing up for himself, he was a man who stood up to the sky, avenging his beloved woman, how could he fake his hands on others, he must have done it himself, so she stopped her father and mother, and stood aside stupidly, looking at Nangong Shaoyou, and she was not afraid of seeing bloodshed in her heart.

Nangong Shao let out a long roar and said loudly: "On that day in the soul degree, your Sanyuan Sect united with foreigners, and dozens of people besieged me and my wife, and finally drugged her, fascinated a weak woman, and then killed her with a sharp knife, today, I am besieged by you again, haha, it is regarded as a reappearance of the past, I will definitely want your blood to be splashed on the spot!"

Nangong Shaoyou was talking in his mouth, counting the evil deeds of the Trinity Sect, the long sword in his hand did not stop, his body swayed, and he was like a swallow flying in the rain among the eleven people, walking through in a dashing manner.

I saw that with a wave of his long sword, he stabbed the wrist of one of the hall masters, causing his long sword to fall to the ground, and with a slash of his right palm, it hit the head of another hall master who made the sword, and the hall master immediately burst out of his brain and died on the spot, with a blue cold air on his face.

The remaining nine were all very shocked, and Lan Daoxin said loudly: "Everyone, at most one death, why be afraid!"

The hall master in Fang Cai's hand also said: "No matter how high his martial arts are, everyone will die at most, we are all iron-clad men, what is there to be afraid of death, but we can't die in a nest and let others slaughter!"

After he finished speaking, his palms slashed directly at Nangong Shaoyou's chest, and Nangong Shaoyou laughed: "It's good!"

It was also a direct blow with both palms, although he knew that the hall master was an extremely strong character, and he thought that he was going to die anyway, it was best to let you Nangong Shaoyou accompany him to the funeral, his head was lowered, his knees were bent, and his whole body threw himself on Nangong Shaoyou's legs.

This is not a routine at all, it is completely fatal, Nangong Shaoyou didn't notice that he would be like this for a while, and his legs were actually hugged by him.

I only heard him yell: "Everyone, kill that guy quickly, avenge me!"

Nangong Shaoyou sneered, and hit the man's heavenly spirit cover with his right palm, immediately killing him, but the man's hands were still tightly holding Nangong Shaoyou's legs, and he wouldn't let go even if he died!

Nangong Shaoyou used a lot of strength on his feet, but he couldn't break free, at this time, where were the remaining nine people willing to let go of this opportunity, and the nine blades slashed towards Nangong Shaoyou together.

"Be careful!" Ling Meixue couldn't help but shout loudly.

Nangong Shaoyou was in danger, his whole body was full of internal strength, and the long sword in his hand swung in a circle in mid-air, swinging the blades that hit him, but because his feet were locked, he couldn't take care of it completely, and his back would be hit hard with an iron rod, but fortunately, his internal strength filled his whole body, and the iron rod was slightly swinged, so as not to suffer internal injuries.

Although it was a stick, but it also slightly alleviated the urgency, Nangong Shaoyou's decision was extremely fast, with a wave of the cold ice sword, he immediately cut off the person's hands, flew up and kicked the person's body away, just hit the upper body of a person who was rushing forward to attack him, bursting the person's brain, and died on the spot.

Nangong Shaoyou let out a long roar, like a wounded beast, even more ferocious, he slashed with his sword, and killed two more hall masters, leaving only the nameless hall master and Lan Daoxin at the moment.

Not only did the people of the various gangs in Hunan tremble, but even the Ling couple and Cui Zhicheng were very moved, especially the Ling couple, they had known Nangong Shaoyou for more than ten years, and they also had a very good relationship, and they had never seen him so murderous.

Nangong Shaoyou kept laughing wildly in his mouth, and the long sword in his hand was even more powerful, Cheng Ruofei couldn't help but hold her husband's arm tightly: "Big brother, is Nangong Shaoyou a devil?"

Ling Chaozong comforted: "It's not a devil, it should be a rakshasa, isn't there a fierce god rakshasa in front of the Buddha's seat to subdue demons!"