Chapter Ninety-Eight: Heavenly Fire Burns the City

(2nd Update)

"What?how is that possible?!"

Seeing that his hiding place was found by the enemy, even if he was as strong as Peng Lianhu and the Venerable Master, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart at this moment.

Finally, the two of them have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they have already experienced countless changes, and in just a short moment, they have calmed down again. With a twist of his mind, he has figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

"Oh no, we've been exposed early in the morning!"

Peng Lianhu sighed and shook his fist hatefully.

Just looking at the confident bearing on Zhang Zhaozhong's face, the two people in the room already knew that their own actions must have been under the surveillance of the other party for a long time. The other party dispatched such a large army, what he did was not just a simple search for the remnants of the palace, but it had long been determined that there were "big fish" here that were enough to boast of merit!

Thinking that he was ignorant of the enemy's surveillance on his side, he waited until the other party saw the dagger, and then he suddenly realized that the two masters had a chill in their hearts.

However, even if he knew that the other party was prepared, and his side was already at an absolute disadvantage, the two masters were still shocked, but they had calmed down in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, they began to judge the shape in front of them for the first time.

The two leaders of the enemy army - Zhang Zhaozhong and Zheshan Army. Although they didn't really fight, according to what Peng Lianhu just said, they are definitely real masters on a par with the two of them, and once they fight head-to-head, I'm afraid they can't tell the winner within a hundred moves.

The number of the enemy - about fifty or more. Except for some small faction leaders who are purely full, there are definitely a lot of real elites under the command of Ximen Muye. Not to mention anything else, just the four major leaders of the Liaodong Four Factions Alliance, if they highlight the strange soldiers, it is enough to hinder the confrontation of the masters, and the "Tianlongmen" Tian Guinong, although he and the four ghosts of the Yellow River just now made chicken feathers and duck blood, but he and the Fan gang leader of the Liaodong Beggars Gang are all first-class masters, if they attack with all their strength, they can even make a final decision in the master's struggle!

If the two flashed through their minds, the two masters frowned at the same time, knowing that once they fought head-on, there would be a situation of death and no life.

Since the battle cannot be fought, the only strategy can only be - to break through!

For this, the two masters are full of confidence. After all, with the strength of the two of them, even if you look at the world, it can be regarded as a brand. Even if the other party lays a net of heaven and earth, with his own martial arts, if he wants to leave, how can he stop it lightly?

"Brother Peng?"

"Do it!"

In just two sentences of dialogue, one eye contacted.

Without any need for more communication, the Master of Wisdom suddenly raised his luck, and took advantage of the unstable foothold of the opponent's encirclement, and suddenly made a strong move, and blasted out through the wall!

Tantric White Sect Sect Sect Teaching-Black Mudra!

Among the "Thirteen Murderers" exterminated by the "Four Famous Arrests" back then, the earth-shattering martial arts used by the old man Guan Haimingguan of the "Mahamudra King Kong" reappeared in the dust, but compared to the old man Guan who became a monk halfway and failed to learn ten percent, as a disciple of the White Sect, the spiritual master is now launched with an authentic foundation, and its power is just doubled?

In an instant, I heard a shocking explosion.

The Venerable Master's palms suddenly pushed towards both sides, and the black waves of air like the tide of the sea suddenly turned into two huge palm shadows more than one person high, breaking through the walls from the front and back of the shack, only to smash the walls on both sides into pieces with a single bang. Several small sect leaders who couldn't avoid it on the path of strong moves were shocked and stretched out their hands to block it, but with their slight cultivation, how could they resist the angry blow of the current grandmaster?

One move! Just one move!

The enemy had not yet appeared, and among the besieging martial arts masters, four of them were brutally murdered, and they were blasted on the spot until their bones were broken, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

Such a tragic scene made the other martial artists who saw this scene around them feel compassion, just thinking about the moment when the strong palm power was added, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

- And that's exactly what the two masters in the room are aiming for!

At the moment when everyone was shocked by the tragic death of their companions, the roof of the shack, which was collapsing, suddenly exploded under a powerful force. In the midst of countless sawdust scattering, a agile figure carried the placket of his companion's shirt in one hand, stepping on the smoke and dust in the sky and rushing up to the sky, and in an instant, it had jumped into the air three or five feet high!

It was Peng Lianhu who made such a move. The two masters had already formed a tacit understanding at a glance, and at the moment the Lingzhi Master made a strong move to open the way, and Peng Lianhu took this opportunity to take the urging and fierce moves, and the Lingzhi Master, who was not as good as the recovery of energy, jumped to the height with light skills, and then avoided the enemy's encirclement, and could retreat calmly.

I have to say that to be able to think of such a wonderful breakthrough plan in the blink of an eye, the two masters have rich experience, which is really amazing. But it's a pity that Zhao Fan and Zhang Zhaozhong on the other side are by no means fledgling rookies.

As soon as they saw the black gas surging and the house exploding, with the wisdom of Zhao Fan and Zhang Zhaozhong, it was naturally enough to think of the other party's calculations, and they reacted in an instant.

At this moment, Peng Lianhu led people to fly into the air, and he wanted to break through to the side immediately. However, before he could exert his strength under his feet, a suffocating terrifying pressure had already collapsed from the sky, but it was Zhang Zhaozhong who took a step ahead and was thrown into the air by Zhao Fan. At this moment, condescendingly, the Wudang faction's mastery of the world's mastery has been completed, ready to go, Peng Lianhu doesn't know what to do, and hit the big board on the spot, and a catastrophe is coming!

Wudang Jiuyang Gong Ten Successful Promotion, the Seventh Style of Huoyun Palm - Heavenly Fire Burning City!

Even the strongest move that Zhao Fan had never learned, at this moment, from Zhang Zhaozhong's hands, the real Jiuyang was as strong as a golden crow falling to the ground, shining brilliantly, unstoppable, and the heavy palm shadow was pressed down like a mountain, as if with the power of burning the sky and destroying the earth. Even with Peng Lianhu's strength, when he saw such a fierce move, he couldn't help but be shocked for a while, and his face was colorless on the spot.

However, the reason why a master is a master is that he has a strong will.

Even with a shocked face, Peng Lianhu didn't forget to raise his hand to fight back.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to pull out his blade, and in desperation, the "Thousand Hands Slaughter" had no choice but to straighten up his right arm, use the pen to refer to the pen, and carry the "Storm Tide" in the "Qiankun Judge Pen", and poured out his strength to go up the river frantically towards the "Heavenly Fire Burning City".

This type of "rainstorm tide" as Peng Lianhu's housekeeping skills, a trick is out, and sure enough, it is like the sky hanging upside down, ten thousand rains become tides, and the damp and cold air contained in the cold sky in the north is all attracted by the strength at this moment, turning into countless raindrops full of real strength, sandwiched in the shadows of the flying fingers, and coming towards Zhang Zhaozhong overwhelmingly.

Just in terms of hasty response, with this move alone, Peng Lianhu is definitely worthy of the identity of a grandmaster. But in the face of the most domineering palm of the Wudang faction, such a counterattack is still not enough, and it is - far from enough!

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