In terms of strength, Chen Tong's internal strength and true qi cultivation far exceeded that of the people of the Yuan Gang present, even if he only used his internal strength to meet the enemy, it was enough to easily kill most of the people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Every time the True Qi oscillated, it would take away a large number of people's lives, and the palm shadows waved by Chen Tong's palms directly broke the bones of several enemies who tried to get close to him, and threw them out like sandbags.

Chen Tong hated a lot in his heart, a group of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes dared to hurt his disciples and nephews, and also killed several disciples who belonged directly to Qingtianmen. Those ordinary gangs, the people in the rivers and lakes who were recruited, were nothing to Chen Tong, and they died when they died. But the inner disciples of Qingtianmen, each of them is the best among the people, and those who can go down the mountain to experience are the elite of the elite. When such a person dies, how can he explain to the sect?

Therefore, he was carried away by anger, and he didn't care about the consumption of internal strength and true qi at all, and he was bound to leave all the people who came from the Yuan Gang here completely.

With one palm, after the attacking fourth-rate master even flew away with a sword for a few zhang, several Yuan Gang leaders finally couldn't stand it anymore, and after glancing at each other, they joined forces to attack Chen Tong.

The three third-rate masters shot together, two swords and one sword, completely blocking all the ways for Chen Tong.

Chen Tong has lived in Qingtianmen for a long time and is quite famous among many major sects, but among the gangs in the rivers and lakes, he has not yet made a name for himself. Otherwise, the three third-rate masters would not dare to fight against Chen Tong, for fear that they would have run as far as they could.

"It's a good time!" Chen Tong shouted, he couldn't retreat, so move forward! The sword palms intersected, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, the third-rate master was shocked, and just wanted to retreat, Chen Tong's Qingtian palm held the long sword with his backhand, and then twisted.

The other party wanted to get his hands on it, but a true qi seemed to tie his hand and sword firmly to his hand. With the twisting of the long sword, the third-rate master's whole person was twisted into a ball of twisted flesh and blood, and then completely exploded!

The swords and knives of the other two people had fallen behind Chen Tong at this moment, Chen Tong laughed strangely, and the person did not turn around, and instantly kicked two feet backwards with a face, hitting the two people who made the sword and the sword respectively.

The strength contained in this kick is integrated into the vigorous true qi of a first-class master, not to mention a hundred catties? Without any avoidance, they took two kicks, and the two of them only felt that their internal organs seemed to have shifted their positions, their mouths spurted blood foam, and their bodies flew backwards involuntarily.

Chen Tong only turned around at this time, his body was already covered with blood, of course, this was not his own. With both palms in unison, the Qingtian palm technique turned into two huge handprints, which were fiercely imprinted on the bodies of the two third-rate masters. Like swatting flies, the two were slapped directly from the air to the ground, and they suddenly lost their breath.

Tortured and killed three third-rate masters, the anger in Chen Tong's heart was not completely eliminated, and under the encouragement of the blue and white true qi, he was about to strike again, but Ming Han and He Yong both fell in front of Chen Tong.

"Elder Chen, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, the pattern of this battle itself is not too big, the real combat power of the two major forces has not been invested in it, and I ask Elder Chen to ......" Ming Han looked respectful, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"What, if you also want to stop Elder Ben, let me get out of the way! What about the people of the Yuan Gang? If you dare to kill my Qingtianmen disciple, you will have to pay the price of blood!" Although Ming Han and He Yong are both second-rate masters, they are not yet taken seriously by Chen Tong. Even if the two of them shot together, Chen Tong could easily take down the two of them within a hundred moves, so he didn't give each other any good looks.

"In that case, let's retire first. Seeing that He Yong seemed to be angry, Ming Han secretly pulled the corner of He Yong's clothes, then hugged his fists and carried light skills to leave the battlefield.

Such a fight was originally just a tentative attack. Neither side usually excludes people who are too strong from getting involved, and unless one side goes too far, the master will not be able to move again at the beginning.

Ming Han and He Yong are both old rivers and lakes, at least the experience of rivers and lakes is much richer than Chen Tong, an elder who seems to be old. The reason why they came to dissuade them was purely because they didn't want to make the matter too big, otherwise the situation would escalate, and the number of dead and injured would definitely be more than that.

However, Chen Tong, who has been in a high position for a long time, will not care about these problems. Now he is red-eyed, his palms are like a meat grinder, the Yuan Gang helps, those who touch him die, and those who get close to him die. Hundreds of people have basically been killed.

Fortunately, at this time, Chen Tong, who had squandered his true qi recklessly, also felt as if he had a trace of exhaustion, and only then did he sober up a little. The concussive attack that frantically uses innocent qi, even if it is a veteran first-class master, there is a moment when he can't hold on, and the ants bite the elephant to death, to some extent, there is nothing wrong with it.

This is also why, people in the rivers and lakes are usually afraid of the imperial court, just because there are too many soldiers and horses in the imperial court. As many as one or two masters can't dominate any battle situation at all, even if it is a first-class gang sect, it will turn into the dust of history under the encirclement and suppression of the imperial army.

The internal strength and true qi are less than three percent of the perfect state, Rao is Chen Tong, and he does not dare to kill as arrogantly as before. Fortunately, most of the Yuan Gang members were frightened and fled back, leaving only a few masters behind the palace.

Two leading third-rate masters pounced again. It would have been absolutely impossible for them to rush to their own death, after all, the gap in strength was there. But as soon as they came to help the rest of the Yuan Gang, they came to see Chen Tong's tired face, and thought that the other party's true qi was running out, and he was too old, and he was afraid of being less strong, so he gritted his teeth and flew up.

The comprehensive strength of the two was a few points stronger than the previous three third-rate masters, and the tumbling true qi condensed into a true qi shock with a radius of about four meters, and went straight to Chen Tong's cover.

"Want to pick up a bargain?" Chen Tong, who was disheveled in a cloak, had long lost the appearance that a master of Taoism should have. With a flick of his hair, Chen Tong shouted, and the palm print of the Qingtian palm technique carrying three percent of the true qi was slapped out, and the opponent's true qi shock was instantly scattered in all directions.

Rao is like this, Chen Tong's whole person is also swaying, the true qi in his body is empty, and he almost faints.

Knock one person away, and the other person sees the current situation, and does not dare to slack off, swinging his fists and feet like raindrops, and striving to take down the opponent with one move.

Trying his best to raise a mouthful of residual internal strength in his body, the internal strength of the Righteous Dao Gate Sect has a long and long history, which is suitable for a protracted battle, otherwise, a generation of elders Chen Tong may die under the third-rate masters.

With the help of the Qingtianmen's peerless level internal strength and mental method, the slightest true qi recovered, Chen Tong collided with the other party with palm to palm, fist, foot, elbow, and knee, and with the help of his old experience, he finally barely grabbed a three-finger paw print on the opponent's thigh. The paw prints penetrated into the flesh very deeply, and the third-rate master cried out in pain.

The initiators of everything, Luo He and Ju Wuxie, etc., are already waiting solemnly at this moment, wearing clothes suitable for fighting, ready to set off at any time.

Ju Wuxian once suggested that Luo He could change a weapon if appropriate. Even an ordinary long knife has a few more hurtful places than a chai knife. The hatchet is short and has no blade on the back, which is not suitable for real combat use at all. Luo He also had this feeling in his heart, in the battle with masters of the same level, the sword was dexterous and the sword was heavy and strong, but his chai knife did not have any substantial advantages at all.

If he is asked to change his weapon, he can't think about what he needs to change for a while, and even if he does, it will take a while for the run-in and correction of martial arts, so he simply put it aside for the time being and does not consider it.

"The inside line reported that the Yuan Gang Sword Monarch and King Kong led eleven hall master-level masters to the Butterfly Yuan Mountain Range in the south of the Yuan Domain. ”