Lin Pingzhi's opponent is the red-haired red ghost, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he has reached the late stage of the peerless realm, the red ghost's body is extremely weird, and the shape shift is erratic, if other martial artists face him, he will definitely have a headache, but Lin Pingzhi's Dugu Nine Sword is extremely sharp, no matter how the red ghost changes his body position, he can't get rid of Lin Pingzhi's lock.

Thirty years ago, he relied on these two short blades to break into the mountain gate of the Tianshan faction of the Tianshan sect and almost wiped out the Tianshan faction, since then, the name of the red ghost has spread all over the rivers and lakes, and no one dares to underestimate him.

What the red ghost didn't expect was that the renewal of the rivers and lakes was too fast, and he didn't go out of the rivers and lakes for thirty years, and he couldn't imagine that the Huashan faction would have such a sword wizard, who could actually cultivate the sword intent and lock him to death, no matter how he changed his pace, and even used his ability to shift the shape of the family, he couldn't escape Lin Pingzhi's Longquan Sword.

Lin Pingzhi, who had a cold face, held the Longquan sword tightly, there was no need to observe and identify it with the naked eye, and with his sword talent, he nailed the red ghost to his sword intent, and countless sword shadows surrounded the red ghost, forcing the red ghost to panic and shortness of breath, and it was extremely difficult to breathe, and he was almost pierced through the body by Lin Pingzhi's sudden sword several times.

If Lin Pingzhi hadn't remembered Ling Hu Chong's explanation, he would have pierced the throat of the red ghost with a ruthless sword, but even if he didn't use all his strength, he still forced the red ghost who was a whole level higher than his martial arts realm to tie his hands and feet, and he was so uncomfortable that he almost went crazy on the spot, which shows how terrifying Lin Pingzhi's kendo talent is.

Lin Pingzhi and Zhu Cuihua effortlessly pressed their opponent in the palm of their hands, they could solve it at any time, and the overall situation was basically decided, and Tie Niu's opponent was called the lone wolf, and he was the worst martial artist among the four great elders of the Sun Moon God Sect. It was only in the peerless mid-stage realm, and he was shocked by the sword before Ling Hu Chong, and his combat power dropped greatly under the fear of fear, and he was completely suppressed by the iron bull, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"Don't look at it, you better worry about yourself. Because your opponent is me Linghu Chong. ”

Linghu Chong showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and said to Duan Zhishen: "It seems that your three friends are about to die, don't expect to save them, let alone expect them to save you, you are in a catastrophe today, by the way, what are you calling Duan? Teach you a lesson for your father. ”

"Bastard junior, dare to look down on my magic knife Duan Zhishen......"

Magic Knife Duan Zhishen pulled out the whirlwind knife on his waist that looked a bit like the woodcutter's woodcutter, and shouted angrily: "Try Lao Tzu's bloodthirsty whirlwind slash!"

Before the words fell, Duan Zhishen turned into an afterimage and slashed fiercely at Ling Hu Chong, without the slightest shame of a sudden sneak attack, there was only victory and defeat in his concept, nothing else, everything was for winning. Those who win live, and those who lose die. It's that simple.

What's more, this damn young man in front of him dared to provoke him again and again, his bloodthirsty whirlwind knife killed those so-called famous and decent people like lost dogs, and was praised as the world's first divine soldier, this bastard kid actually said that it was a rusty woodcutter, which grandpa could bear, grandma couldn't bear it.

Be sure to dismantle this Linghu Chong into eight pieces. Let him die without a corpse, only in this way can the hatred in his heart be eliminated.

"Yes, yes, there are really two strokes, this move already has the combat power of an ordinary half-step mythical realm powerhouse, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant. It's really arrogant. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Hu Chong's mouth, his eyes were full of banter, peerless peak realm, but he was able to burst out of the combat power of a half-step mythical realm powerhouse, it was indeed very awesome, but his life was not good, this time the opponent turned out to be a genuine mythical realm powerhouse, so from the moment he drew his sword against Ling Hu Chong, his fate had been determined.

Is the peerless peak realm infinitely close to the half-step mythical realm? Let me tell you, what is called gap, what is called despair!

A black light flashed, and the Xuantie heavy sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand was already almost to the extreme, as if the entire space had been sliced open, leaving a vague sword shadow, and the real body fiercely faced the bloodthirsty whirlwind knife of the demon knife Duan Zhishen.

"Boom!"

Without using any kendo skills, Ling Hu Chong used his violent and direct way to smash the bloodthirsty whirlwind knife of the magic knife Duan Zhishen with a cross-slashing style that everyone in the rivers and lakes was known to.

"Click!"

Without any surprise, in Duan Zhishen's horrified eyes, the peerless divine weapon Bloodthirsty Whirlwind Knife that he relied on to become famous was smashed to pieces by Ling Hu Chong's Xuantie Heavy Sword.

Ling Hu Chong's moves seem simple, but they contain martial arts principles, and this is what Dao Ruojian said, Ling Hu Chong poured all the ten thousand catties of dragon elephant power in his body into the Xuantie heavy sword, and smashed it on Duan Zhishen's magic knife with lightning speed.

Although Duan Zhishen's bloodthirsty whirlwind knife was a god soldier in the world, it couldn't withstand the impact of the Xuantie heavy sword and Ling Hu Chong's 10,000-jin dragon elephant power, so it was smashed into pieces on the spot, and the entire magic knife exploded violently, completely destroying and disappearing from this shijie.

After smashing Duan Zhishen's magic knife, the speed of the Xuantie heavy sword did not decrease at all, and it smashed into Duan Zhishen's lower body fiercely under Duan Zhishen's horrified gaze.

"Smack!" The two crisp sounds were like the sound of two eggs being knocked on the spot by a hammer.

"Lao Tzu's balls—"

Duan Zhishen let out a heart-rending howl like an ancient beast.

"Poof!"

In addition to the two eggs below being exploded, Duan Zhishen's leg bones were also smashed on the spot, a large mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body of nearly two hundred catties was directly smashed dozens of meters away, and flew directly out of the inheritance hall of the Vulture Temple.

"Let the little fox brother show mercy!"

This sudden change shocked Ren Wuxing, who was squinting at the play, and immediately shouted at Ling Hu Chong.

Let me do it, I never thought that in the blink of an eye, it would be impossible for a lifetime, and Duan Zhishen, the Great Elder Demon Knife of the Taishang Elder who had reached the peak limit realm of martial arts, did not even take a sword from Ling Hu Chong, not only was the bloodthirsty whirlwind knife of the divine soldier with him smashed into pieces, but his body was severely injured by Ling Hu Chong's sword, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

After knocking Duan Zhishen into the air, Linghu Chong naturally didn't leave his hand, and instantly caught up with Duan Zhishen who was rolling in mid-air with Ling Bo's slight steps, and a palm was imprinted on Duan Zhishen's chest as fast as lightning, and the Northern Shengong instantly operated at full strength, devouring all the pure true qi and life essence in Duan Zhishen's dantian.

Unbelievable, the arrogant and domineering peerless pinnacle of high means and wisdom instantly turned into a waste man who had lost all his martial arts, and this earth-shaking change would scare all the martial artists present.

"Bang!"

Ling Hu Chong threw Duan Zhishen, who was like a dead dog, on the ground, and said disdainfully: "I can't catch a single move and dare to be arrogant in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die, this time Mr. Ren intercedes for you, and he will surround your life, and then there will be a next time you will die without a corpse." (To be continued......)