The sword is out, and the sky and the earth are hot!

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But under the scorching sword qi, there was a withering and corrupt aura permeating, like a camel dead in the desert, and a dry tree, filled with the breath of death.

"Impossible, impossible...... How could he possibly perform the fourth move of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique!"

At the moment when Dugu Qingfeng took out his sword, Li Le, the inner hall master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Yuan Qi, the inner deputy hall master, shouted in horror.

Shout!

Like a meteor crossing, Dugu Qingfeng's figure disappeared in an instant, the speed was so fast that it was staggering, and even the "heart" could not be captured.

Among the people present, only the boxing champion could clearly see Dugu's moving figure and sword moves.

In the vast scorching sword aura, there was a withering aura, which made people shudder and be frightened.

As soon as the sword qi came out, the master of the Shaolin Temple, who bore the brunt of the mourning, instantly tensed his body, and felt a great aura of death, locking him and approaching him.

"Crazy, you madman!"

He screamed in horror, frightened by Dugu Qingfeng's madness.

Burn a body of essence blood, release the essence of life, and condense the only remaining internal force on this sword.

One sword, life and death!

"King Kong Fist, block it for me!" Master Mourning shouted in fear, and hurriedly urged the King Kong Fist to block Dugu Qingfeng's sword.

Oooo

The fist and the sword collided together, and there was a thud and a thud.

However, the blood sword is not an ordinary blade after all, but the first of the top ten famous weapons in the last Jianghu era, and the sharpness and demonic degree are far beyond the expectations of the world.

Master Mourning's Vajra Fist has indeed been cultivated to the limit, to the point of being invulnerable to swords and guns, and difficult to hurt with swords and axes.

But in the face of the blood sword, the head of the top ten famous weapons in the past, Master Mourning still failed to block this blood sword.

"No!"

The moment the mourning master saw the blood sword cut through his skin, he immediately knew that it was going to be terrible.

However, it was too late to say anything.

Dugu Qingfeng slashed down with a sword, and a scorching dead sword qi, accompanied by the fierce aura contained in the blood sword, the right fist of the mourning master was cut off on the spot, and at the same time, the blood in the broken arm was instantly absorbed by the blood sword.

In an instant, the severed arm turned into a dry "bacon", and even if a miracle doctor intervened, he couldn't save this arm.

"Dugu Qingfeng, you are looking for death!"

After a sword, Dugu Qingfeng had no power to fight back, and after his right arm was cut off, Master Mourning was furious, and the entire human body was condensed with a terrifying internal force and arrogance.

It was like a flame, burning on his body, and it was terrifying.

The right arm was cut off, which meant that the Vajra Fist he had practiced for decades was completely abolished.

He practiced Vajra Boxing, which was different from Dugu Qingfeng, practicing with both hands, but only practicing his right fist, and now that his right arm was cut off, his martial arts can be said to have been abolished in an instant.

Even if the internal force is still there, it is only empty of internal force, and there is no way to perform powerful punches.

But even so, the punch technique he used with his left fist can definitely extinguish Dugu Qingfeng who has no internal force at this moment.

"Mourning, you are looking for death!"

Just when the mourning master was about to punch Dugu Qingfeng, who had no internal strength, a figure rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, carrying a wooden stick, and chopped it down on the spot.

The wooden stick fell in the air, and in an instant, the shadow of the stick appeared in the sky, and everyone was shocked and inexplicable, who is this!

"Bang!"

The wooden stick fell, and the mourning master abandoned Dugu Qingfeng and raised his fist to meet the wooden stick, and at the moment when the sticks and fists collided, the fist of the mourning master was directly dented, making a fractured sound.

"It's you!"

The person who suddenly appeared was not anyone, but Deng Xuefeng, who was seriously injured and had not recovered.

He was holding a wooden stick, his eyes were cold, and he exuded an aura of not being angry and powerful, and glared at the master of mercy: "Master Ciye told me, if you still want to live, admit your mistakes with Dugu Qingfeng now, and go back to Shaolin Temple with me to admit your mistakes, and think about it against the wall, otherwise, destroy you, the devil." ”

"Deng Xuefeng, you dare to commit a crime!" Master Ci Mourning's face was full of pain, his right arm was cut off, his left fist was injured, and his bones were broken several times, he naturally hated Deng Xuefeng very much.

I don't know what Deng Xuefeng is crazy about, and he dares to be an enemy of his uncle.

Deng Xuefeng waved the wooden stick, and the wooden stick fell on the neck of the mourning master, and said coldly: "The following offense, hahaha, you deceived everyone in the Shaolin Temple, and you dare to say that I committed the following offense, I think you don't know whether you live or die, do you really think that no one knows about the matter of the blood cottage?

Dugu Qingfeng felt that the power in his body was disappearing little by little, and he was pouring out of his body little by little.

However, this is not the time to worry, he is more concerned about which sword he used just now, but he was at the peak of his sword, and he actually failed to kill Master Mourning.

If Deng Xuefeng hadn't suddenly come out to stir up, the punch just now, even if he couldn't kill him, would have seriously injured him.

"What do you know!" the Master of Mourning chuckled in his heart, and his face became even paler.

He felt that what he had been hiding for decades was really going to be leaked.

"If people don't know, unless you don't do it, the three owners of the Blood Cottage are your illegitimate sons!" Deng Xuefeng said angrily.

"You...... How do you know ......"

As soon as these words came out, the master of mourning finally panicked.

The leakage of this matter means that from now on, he will not be able to set foot in Shaolin Temple for half a step.

Deng Xuefeng said coldly: "Master Ciye, personally go to your hometown to investigate, half an hour ago, I received a flying pigeon from Master Ciye, mourning, you have time to admit your mistakes and abandon your martial arts now, otherwise, I will subdue the demon today!"

"Demon subjugation?hahaha, subjugation of demons, even if you want to subdue demons, the old man will destroy Dugu Qingfeng first!"

Master Mourning knew that he was going to be finished, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Dugu Qingfeng, his eyes burning with resentment and madness.

He also suffered a three-step dissolution, even if he didn't abandon his martial arts, it wouldn't be long before he would dissolve and dissolve in three steps, and his martial arts would be completely lost.

Now, he still has the power of a blow, and before his martial arts are abolished, he wants to avenge his three sons.

"It turns out that those three bandits are in charge, your son, no wonder they are so cruel. ”

Dugu looked at Master Ci Mourning with contempt, sure enough, what kind of son he has, what kind of father he has.

It's really a nest of snakes and rats, and it's unsightly.

The son scourged the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and as a father, he also sneaked into the Shaolin Temple to learn Vajra Boxing, became a fake monk, and deceived the world.

It's despicable to be so human.

"Die!"

Master Mourning looked at Dugu Qingfeng with a resentful face, urged the last internal force, and punched out to beat Dugu Qingfeng.

Deng Xuefeng's eyes wrinkled, revealing a touch of coldness, and shouted: "Mourning, stubborn, destroy you, the devil." ”

He didn't want to kill Master Ci Mourning, but Master Ci Mourning was obsessed and killed so many people, and now he still wants to kill people when he can't protect himself, so he is naturally so angry that he can't fight anywhere.

Airplanes!

He held a stick in both hands and hit it on the spot.

Master Mourning was already seriously injured, and his strength was passing little by little, and now, let Deng Xuefeng hit him with a stick, hitting him in the back, and there was a cracking sound between the wooden stick and his spine.

Click!

The wooden stick was broken in two sections, and the body of the mourning master fell to the ground on the spot, and the vertebrae were broken by Deng Xuefeng with all his strength.

"This ......"

Dugu Qingfeng was dumbfounded, this scene happened too fast, and it was too thunderous.

Everyone is confused, is there infighting?

No, it's the scandal of the Shaolin Temple, a big scandal.

Master Ci Mourning's reputation in the rivers and lakes is very loud, and his martial arts are strong, and the martial arts masters of his generation are extremely jealous of him.

is such a famous master, he was actually killed at this moment.

Break the vertebrae with a stick and die!

However, they were also extremely shocked that the notorious and murderous Blood Cottage was actually made up by the three illegitimate sons of the Master of Mourning.

"What a Shaolin Temple!" the boxing king suddenly sighed.

Shaolin Temple, worthy of Shaolin Temple!