The three of them walked into the cave cautiously, with Wu Song leading the way and Du Bo guarding behind.
No one was encountered in the cave, but dead bodies were scattered on the ground.
All of them had their heads facing outside. Some had empty hands, while others were holding weapons. They seemed to be running towards the entrance of the cave, but they died inside the cave.
Zhao Tong squatted down to check the injuries of these people. Without exception, they all died from fists and kicks, and there were no traces of being stabbed with swords.
He thought about it. The man who lost his arms and died tragically outside the cave before had his arms not cut off by a sharp weapon, but rather torn off. So how powerful must the fist and kick skills of the person who took action be?
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Tong warned: "Be careful!"
Wu Song and Du Bo nodded, and then continued to walk inside, but at this moment, a roar filled with resentment suddenly came from the cave, and Zhao Tao frowned.
This voice was somewhat familiar, and his expression suddenly changed. This was Fang La's voice. It was unmistakable. He would never forget the voice he had heard. This was Fang La's voice.
"Fang La is inside!" He took a deep breath.
"Could it be that Fang La killed all these people?" Wu Song was surprised. He knew that Fang La was a master. A master might kill ordinary people like cutting open melons and vegetables, but these people who died in front of him were all masters, not to mention that Fang La seemed to be the only one left. One arm is not as powerful as before.
"It's hard to say..." Zhao Tong's expression was uncertain. Since the person who died was a person from the Hero Island, the old island owner might not be in the cave. Although the old island owner claimed that his end was approaching, who knows the truth or not? More importantly, , no one knows how high the old island owner’s martial arts skills are, so it’s really hard to tell whose hands these people died.
A loud "bang" sound came from the cave. The cave walls on both sides shook, and the gray stones fell "crackling". Then the previous "bang bang" sound appeared again, and someone shouted and scolded again. Zhao Tong even heard Fang Baihua's cry.
"Let's go..." Zhao Tong whispered, and the three of them walked cautiously. It didn't take long before they saw the front suddenly become clearer.
It was an empty place similar to the Chance Stone Palace in front of a mountain. It was brightly lit, but there were ruins everywhere. There were dead bodies and severed limbs on the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.
At this moment, two people were fighting together, one was Fang La, and the other turned out to be the old island owner of Hero Island.
Wu Song whispered: "Master, why did Fang La's arms grow?"
Zhao Tong squinted and saw that there was indeed an extra arm where Fang La's original broken arm was. However, this arm looked very inconsistent with his own, and the arm was not wearing similar clothing to him.
"That's not his arm!" Zhao Tong raised his eyebrows. He didn't know which corpse's arm Fang La had taken and glued to his broken arm. But the strange thing was that by twisting the shoulder, he could actually make the arm make some movements. .
"Isn't it Fang La's arm?" Du Bo was stunned for a moment, a chill rising in his heart.
At this time, there were only five living people left in the cave in front. Fang La and the old leader were fighting each other. Fang Baihua stood not far away and cried so hard. There was another person leaning on a stone pillar and dying, and the remaining one was covered in blood. , but he was closely watching the fight in the field, breathing heavily.
Just listen to Fang Baihua shouting: "Brother, stop, sister, please, stop!"
Fang La seemed to turn a deaf ear, and Fang Baihua continued to shout in a sad voice: "Brother, you have killed so many people and beat General Lu to death. Do you still want to kill the old leader now?"
At this moment, the dying man leaning against the stone pillar tried his best to say: "General Baihua, let's go... let's go quickly, the Holy Duke is no longer the Holy Duke, he has become a different person!"
Fang Baihua looked at this man and cried: "General Lu, I can't leave, I can't leave my brother alone!"
General Lu? Zhao Tong's expression changed. The man who was leaning on the stone pillar and dying was actually Lu Shinang!
Seeing that Lu Shinang's face was ashen, he coughed violently, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth: "General Baihua, this is no longer the Holy Duke, why don't you be happy..."
Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and never moved again.
When Fang Baihua saw this, she couldn't help but rush over to support Lu Shinang and burst into tears: "General Lu, General Lu..."
At this time, the man covered in blood stumbled over and said loudly: "Fang Baihua, run away for your life. Now Fang La is so obsessed that no one can recognize him. If the master loses, we will all die."
"No, no..." Fang Baihua shook her head vigorously: "Brother will not always be like this, he, he will wake up!"
The man covered in blood lamented: "He trained the sky to become the seventh path, and became obsessed with it. He has become completely crazy. He knows nothing but bloodthirsty killing! If he really wakes up, it will be the end of his life. You are also practicing martial arts, don’t you know that if he is possessed by this kind of madness, he will never be able to survive once he regains consciousness? What’s more, his strong training in the seven-way sky has gone astray, and it is impossible to regain consciousness! "
The sky becomes the seventh path! Zhao Tong gasped when he heard this, Fang La actually practiced the seventh way of the sky transformation, and he didn't die!
The seventh path of the sky transformation is a martial art that only exists in theory. It was deduced by the person who created this martial art based on the sixth path. The creator himself has not practiced it, and after deducing it, no one else has ever practiced it. Success.
This thing is extremely dangerous. The Sky Transformation itself is a martial art that forcibly changes the bones and tendons of the human body. The third and fourth paths will kill people, the fifth path is the threshold of the king of hell, the sixth path is rare, and the seventh path is simply suicidal and seeking death.
Zhao Tong pursed his lips and stared at Fang La in the field. He saw that Fang La looked like a madman. Every movement exceeded the limits of the human body, and even... his speed was outrageous!
"Brother, eldest brother will definitely wake up." Fang Baihua shook her head desperately, with tears streaming down her face: "The old leader is here, and you, senior, are here. Senior... you are the master."
The man covered in blood sighed after hearing this: "So what if I am a master? Fang La is already half a grand master now!"
"But the old leader is also a half-step master!" Fang Baihua said numbly.
"Alas, Master, his family has run out of gas and the end is approaching. How can a crazy half-step master like Fang La be his opponent!" Senior He looked extremely ugly: "Master originally wanted to save him, but he didn't expect that he was extremely talented. , even though he was obsessed with it, he actually became a half-step master!"
Half-step grandmaster! These words were like a roar of thunder, exploding in Zhao Tong's ears.
A half-step grandmaster, is it possible that the level of a grandmaster still exists after the first step in martial arts?
This was something he had never known, and even his teacher Zhou Tong had never told him about it.
Zhao Tong's expression changed drastically. What kind of tactics did this great master use? What’s so special about your ability?
"The old leader, the old leader..." Fang Baihua fell to the ground at this time: "It was my brother and I who harmed the old leader and the Hero Island..."
"Baihua, leave this place quickly!" The old leader shouted from the audience, his voice clearly a little weak.
Zhao Tong looked over and saw that the old leader had been defeated by Fang La. Both of them were half-step masters, but at this moment the old leader was clearly no match for Fang La.
Boxing is afraid of young people. The old leader is approaching his end, and his own energy and spirit are declining. However, Fang La is young and strong, and has practiced the seventh way of the sky transformation. It is difficult to prevent the tricks and tricks, and the old leader has already shown signs of defeat.
The next moment, Grandmaster He, who was covered in blood, rushed forward and blocked Fang La's move. The old island owner breathed a sigh of relief, but then saw Fang La use three moves in a row, and Grandmaster He was immediately unable to parry. , opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood mixed with internal organs fragments.
At this time, Fang La shouted in an inhuman voice: "Go to hell!"
Unexpectedly, a punch came out from the back of the neck and hit Grandmaster He on the head from above. His head was broken like a watermelon, and white and red things splashed everywhere.
Then, he stepped forward and rushed towards the old island owner, stretching his hands and legs like a monster. It was not like the movements that a human could make. It was only about seven or eight moves. The old island owner could no longer hold on, "thump thump thump." "Step back more than ten steps.
Fang La's body was twisted and weird, but he was extremely fast. He caught up in an instant, fists and kicks, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many punches and kicks he threw. He only heard a scream, and finally his voice became weaker and weaker. Until the sound disappeared, the old leader also disappeared. He had beaten him to pieces and smashed countless pieces into pieces.
Zhao Tong hid at the entrance of the cave with veins pulsing on his forehead. When Fang La saw that there was no living person on the field, he couldn't help but let out a weird "Jie Jie" smile and walked towards Fang Baihua.
His hair was disheveled, and his whole body was covered in blood. The flesh on his face kept jumping and fluttering, as if there were insects crawling underneath. The arms that were glued together by some unknown method were also missing. Only half of them were connected, but they were strange. What's strange is that the tendons and veins seem to be intertwined together, as if they were originally the same body.
He walked up to Fang Baihua, stretched out his hands into claws and grabbed at Fang Baihua. Fang Baihua shouted heartbreakingly: "Brother, wake up!"
Fang La's body trembled when he heard this, and there was a trace of confusion on his face, but then he returned to his ferocious and strange expression, and shouted: "Die!"
Zhao Tong frowned when he saw this. Fang La was extremely ferocious. He could have left with Du Bo, Wu Song and the two of them, but the purpose of this trip to Hero Island was to capture Fang La. Now that Fang La was right in front of him, abandoning Fang La and running away would not suit him. of mind.
But he is not a reckless person. He knows what can and cannot be done. He observed the inside of the cave for a long time and had a rough idea of Fang La's seventh sky transformation. Moreover, after Fang La killed the old leader, The momentum obviously dropped.
Those people outside the cave and in the passage were all killed by him. His physical strength and spirit were almost exhausted. Even if the half-step grand master had any special ability to nourish life and blood, after fighting for such a long time, Iron Man would tired……
Thinking of this, Zhao Tong suddenly raised his eyebrows. The moment Fang La raised his hand to grab Fang Baihua, a cold light came out of his sleeves. His body seemed to be stalking the wind, and like a tidal wave, it locked onto Fang La and Mo Xie's sword. Run away in a hurry.
This sword seemed to come from outside the sky, with an antelope's horns and claws made of snow and mud. Only its light could be seen, but its shape could not be seen.
This sword was so fast that it only had a little light at first, but it exploded as soon as it entered the cave.
The eleventh sword of deadly swordsmanship!
A sword from the west, a flying fairy from the sky!
Fang La's hand almost touched Fang Baihua's head at this moment. Fang Baihua's hair was blown open by the shock, and the hairpins were all broken.
But he couldn't catch it, because as long as he scratched Fang Baihua's head, the sword coming from the entrance of the cave would pierce his throat and cut off his head.
He is obsessed, but not stupid.
He had to avoid this sword, but he found that this sword was too fast. If he had not taken action to kill this woman before, he might have avoided it, but now that he had taken action, he needed to pull back and dodge again. It's too late.
Zhao Tong's sword was immediately close to him!
Fang La suddenly stretched out his hand, and the arm that was clinging to his shoulder suddenly came forward and directly twisted the sword.
But Mo Xie's sword was so fast that rain of blood flew immediately, but with this slight delay, Fang La's body seemed to float to the side as if a piece of paper, and his remaining hand suddenly expanded five or six inches and grabbed Zhao Tong's wrist.
Zhao Tong didn't dare to be careless at all, and used the Divine Movement to 100%, but found that even this speed was only the same as the speed of Fang La, the half-step master who blessed the seven-way sky transformation.
How could it be so fast? Zhao Tong was shocked. It was too fast and he couldn't take any advantage in terms of speed.
He used his deadly sword skills like flying, but he couldn't touch Fang La at all. Even the eleventh sword was used again, but it still didn't hurt Fang La. He couldn't help but frowning tightly, and his heart was ups and downs. .
At this time, Wu Song and Du Bo wanted to come up to help, and Zhao Tong roared: "Go back!"
Neither of them are even grand masters. If they come up, they might not be able to take even one of Fang La's moves, which means they will die in vain.
Fang Baihua stared at the field blankly at this moment, all kinds of ups and downs came to her heart, her face was sad and sad. If it weren't for Zhao Tong's sword just now, she would have died at the hands of her brother, but...
"Prince, let's go, let's go quickly!" Fang Baihua just let out a cry of grief in an instant. The eldest brother was already crazy and possessed. How could Zhao Tong be his opponent? Didn't he just show up to save himself?
As soon as Fang Baihua thought of this heartbreaking situation, she wanted to rush up and drag Zhao Tong away, but the movements of the two were too fast. She didn't have the martial arts of Du Bo and Wu Song, so she couldn't get close at all. If she forced her way in, she would be strangled. Meat puree.
But at this moment, she was heartbroken and grief-stricken. She rushed in regardless, but was kicked out by Zhao Tong, who roared: "Don't come here!"
Fang Baihua covered her face and cried bitterly, almost fainting.
The two fought for about fifty or sixty moves, and Zhao Tong was gradually at a disadvantage. Although Fang La had suffered a good kill before, his strength was still strong and it seemed that he could continue to fight for a long time.
Zhao Tong was shocked, could this be the strength of the Grand Master? But Fang La is not a great master yet, he is only half a step away, and yet he has such great strength, which is really unimaginable.
Moreover, Fang La's seventh-level sky transformation caused his hands and feet to twist and grow from time to time, and his body moved from places where it was impossible to appear at all, and his speed was no less than him. Even without a weapon, he had the advantage at every step.
Although Zhao Tong's Moye sword was extremely sharp, it could only cut off a few strands of his cloth without touching his flesh at all.
In the blink of an eye, one hundred moves had passed, sweat appeared on Zhao Tong's forehead, and Fang La's speed also slowed down a bit. During this period, Zhao Tong changed seven or eight sword techniques. Even his palms and legs were not idle, but he was not idle at all. There is nothing you can do about Fang La.
This is the first time he has encountered such a strenuous fight. He has never been so strenuous before. Not to mention that he did not gain the upper hand, and even his own side was full of dangers.
Gradually, they hit more than 150 moves. Zhao Tong swept the fallen leaves with his sword in the autumn wind, but Fang La suddenly made an arch at the waist to avoid it. At the same time, he used his hands and feet together, grabbing the sword from above and kicking his feet from under the sword.
This move completely went against the common sense of the human body. Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes and retracted his body hard. Although he dodged the lower leg, he did not avoid the upper grasp.
Fang La's claw first caught Zhao Tong's chest, and his flesh and blood were all blurred. Then it turned into a fist, and he moved vigorously. Zhao Tong's body was shaken, and his face immediately turned pale. The fist turned into a finger again, and fiercely, Zhao Tong Tama opened her mouth and spurted out blood.
Fang La took advantage of the situation and refused to give in. He took this opportunity to suddenly kick away the sword in Zhao Tong's hands, and then struck Zhao Tong's chest with a single palm. If this hit was real, his bones and tendons would be broken, and his life would not be saved.
But just when the palm was about to arrive, Zhao Tong actually abandoned the Moye Sword, and his hands appeared in front of his chest in a majestic posture. His hands kept moving, as if adding fuel to the flames, and a wave of power was flowing through these movements. breed here.
His speed didn't seem to be fast, but the waves of power seemed to affect a space in front of him. Even Fang La's fists slowed down, rhythmizing with his power.
An incredible expression appeared on Fang La's face, and he hurriedly raised his legs and kicked away.
But at this time, Zhao Tong's entire body entered that kind of fluctuation, and the power became stronger and stronger every time. Fang La seemed to be involved in this kind of power, and he couldn't help it.
"No!" Fang La yelled, trying his best to break free from the restraints, using his fists and feet to hit Zhao Tong.
At this time, the fluctuations all over Zhao Tong's body became more majestic and magnificent, and finally gathered in his palms, converging the power of these countless fluctuations, like a tsunami and huge waves, and rushed forward.
There was a loud roar, and Zhao Tong took a few steps back, with cracks appearing on the rocks at the foot of each step.
Looking ahead, Fang La's body seemed to be beaten by the huge force of the waves. With just one shock, it fell apart. Then with a "bang", blood and flesh splashed everywhere, turning into countless fragments and scattered everywhere...
Zhao Tong stepped back a dozen steps, his body a little unsteady, and came to Fang Baihua. Fang Baihua was stunned at this time, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a black light suddenly struck from the entrance of the cave. Come on, this light is not weaker than the sword that Zhao Tong used to assassinate Fang La just now!
"Ah, sir!"
"Your Majesty!"
Du Bo and Wu Song hurriedly rushed to stop it, but the black light was too fast, and the person holding the black light was too skilled in martial arts. They were knocked to the ground before they could even stop it.
The black light was a black sword, and it arrived in front of Zhao Tong in an instant. Zhao Tong was seriously injured at this time, and he was unable to regain his strength. He turned his body sideways and saw that he could not dodge the sword.
But he also saw clearly who the sneak attack was. He saw that this person was dressed in rags and dusty. He didn't know where he came from, but he recognized his face. He turned out to be... Fang Qifu!
This Seven Buddhas came from nowhere. Judging from their clothes and expressions, they must have just arrived on the island. They actually found this place and assassinated them secretly!
At this critical moment, Fang Baihua next to her suddenly pounced on Zhao Tao. Zhao Tao was immediately staggered by her attack, and the sword also arrived at this time.
The black sword stabbed directly under one side of Fang Baihua's ribs, and then stabbed out from the other side. Fang Baihua used her own body to block the black sword's snake-like stab...
Zhao Tong's face instantly turned pale when he saw this scene. He turned around in one breath and punched out directly. This punch smashed Fang Qifu's head to pieces, and he couldn't die anymore.
Then he suddenly hugged Fang Baihua's crumbling body, his expression filled with shock and complexity.
Fang Baihua looked at him, a smile bloomed on her face, the corners of her mouth moved, she wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say it...
(End of chapter)
