Snapped!
The moment their palms faced each other in the air, the zhenqi roared fiercely around them, and Murong Fu and Mr. Chen drifted backwards at the same time.
"Hunyuan Tianshan Palm?"
Mr. Chen stood firm and stared at Murong Fu in front of him. He didn't expect that this man was so young, but his palm power was extremely strong. The palm he just used almost used 100% of his palm power. His purpose was to strike Linghu Chong. kill.
But there was such an expert across from him, and he was also from the Qingshan Sword Sect.
However, apart from Master Qingshan, there are probably only a few of the Six Elites of Qingshan who can possess such palm power in Qingshan. However, this young master is young and does not look like the Six Elites of Qingshan.
In recent years, there have been rumors in the world that Qingshan Sword has sent a genius disciple named Yang Xiaoran. Could it be this person?
If so, it seems that today's situation may be very difficult.
Old Chen's eyes flickered, and he once again activated his energy and hit Murong Fu with another palm.
After exchanging palms with Mr. Chen just now, Murong Fu discovered that the old man's palm strength was similar to that of the old man behind Hua Mingchen in Zunhuang Pavilion that day, but slightly higher than that old man.
At this time, when he saw the opponent attacking again, Murong Fu was not polite and directly used his fingers to stab the opponent's palm.
Before the palms of their fingers clashed, the zhenqi had already been intertwined. Murong Fu had not yet broken through the fourth level at this time. The Daoxuan zhenqi was much inferior to that of Chen Lao who was already on the seventh level. However, Murong Fu's condensed zhenqi was But it contains its own internal power, so its power is not weaker than the opponent's.
When the fingers and palms came together, the scattered zhenqi surged crazily again. Mr. Chen's white beard and hair flew back in the flow of zhenqi, but at the same time, his palm force was also blocked by Murong Fu's move. The fingers were completely scattered, and the zhenqi holding this internal force directly penetrated the palm and shot into the opponent's arm.
There was clearly a trace of pain on Mr. Chen's face. However, Murong Fu did not give him a chance to breathe. He once again used the Hunyuan Tianshan Palm. His true energy overflowed and he pushed his palms towards the opponent in an instant.
"Open Heaven." Murong Fu shouted loudly. This time he used the Open Heaven which was more powerful than Broken Mountain.
In a hurry, Mr. Chen spread his palms to resist this Kaitian move, but the Hunyuan Tianshan Palm is an extremely powerful palm technique. Even if Mr. Chen uses his true energy, he may not be able to do so easily, let alone in a hurry. of resistance.
Immediately, Mr. Chen was knocked backwards by this move. The energy and blood in his body began to boil violently. A mouthful of old blood burst out of his mouth, dyeing his white beard red.
Of course, at this time, Murong Fu felt extremely uncomfortable with the surging Qi and blood in his body. The Kaitian attack just now had almost drained the true energy in his cyclone, which also made him understand that although they both belong to the Hunyuan Tianshan Palm, Kaitian The amount of energy consumed is not comparable to Duanshan.
Hua Mingyang hurriedly stepped forward to support Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen's pale face made him a little anxious. If he couldn't deal with these Qingshan disciples here, they would definitely become a trouble for the Fuwei Escort Agency in the future.
However, it rained all night, and Chen Lao lost to Murong Fu. At the same time, five of the ten escort disciples he led had died under Linghu Chong's sword. Xu Lin, who was injured in the distance, seemed to be no match for the man in front of him. After receiving several punches, a large dent in his chest was already there.
"Mr. Chen, what should I do? Is it impossible this time..." Hua Mingchen had lost his previous arrogance and supported Mr. Chen, his tone containing a little anxiety.
Mr. Chen sighed softly and tried to calm down the energy and blood in his body: "The strength of these young people has surpassed that of their peers, especially the one I am fighting against, even with my initial strength of the seventh level of Daoxuan Zhenqi. He can only have a slight disadvantage, as his cultivation has at least reached the mid-seventh level."
"Then what should we do?"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mr. Chen showed a hint of unwillingness on his wrinkled face: "Third Young Master, while the other five disciples can still stop the young man holding the sword, and I will fight another one later, you Just take this opportunity to run away."
"No! Mr. Chen, how can I leave you alone."
A smile suddenly appeared on Mr. Chen's face: "With what Third Young Master said, I will be satisfied even if I die here today. Third Young Master, take advantage of this opportunity and leave quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lao pushed Hua Mingyang and rushed towards Murong Fu again, but this time the power of his palm was not as strong as the previous two times.
Hua Mingyang took advantage of this opportunity and ran away. Even though he couldn't bear to leave Mr. Chen behind, he also knew that he would not be afraid of running out of firewood to keep the green hills intact.
But how could Ye Xun give him this opportunity? He took out the Glock 17 from his arms and pulled the trigger on Hua Mingyang.
There was a loud crash that shocked everyone present, and then Hua Mingyang's painful wails were heard. Ye Xun did not kill Hua Mingyang with a single shot, but shot him in the leg. He completely lost the ability to escape.
This sudden change distracted Mr. Chen, who was already slightly outmatched by Murong Fu, and gave him another heavy palm on his chest. Then he placed his fingers directly on his chest, and his true energy instantly penetrated his chest, and blood flowed down his chest. The wounds on his back spattered.
As a result, Mr. Chen fell to the ground, his breathing getting weaker and weaker.
Ye Xun took the Glock 17 into his arms and ordered Murong Fu to help Linghu Chong clear out the soldiers, while he himself approached Hua Mingyang step by step, with a winner's smile on his face.
"What? Want to run away? Where was your arrogant attitude just now?"
Hua Mingyang tightly covered his leg, trying to prevent the blood from flowing out from the wound, but as long as he exerted a little force, the wound would be filled with heartbreaking pain. At this time, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and his facial features They were almost twisted together and couldn't answer Ye Xun's words at all.
Ye Xun looked at Hua Mingyang mockingly. He had no intention of getting rid of him in a hurry, but still kicked his wound hard, causing Hua Mingyang to howl in pain.
In response to this, Ye Xun felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart. He ignored Hua Mingyang and turned his attention to Linghu Chong. At this time, with the help of Murong Fu, the miscellaneous soldiers of the Fuwei Escort Bureau had been cleared away and died. Death, disability.
"Linghu Chong, go and help Brother Feng deal with Xu Lin, but remember not to hurt his life."
"good!"
Linghu Chong jumped up, the sharp sword in his hand drew nine shadows in the air, and instantly stabbed Xu Lin in front of him.
Facing Feng Yuxiu, Xu Lin was already at a disadvantage, not to mention that he was injured at this time. Faced with a pincer attack by Feng Yuxiu and Linghu Chong, he was subdued in a matter of seconds and brought to Ye Xun.
Ye Xun looked at this burly man. This burly figure looked very majestic. His chest was already dented, and there was no pain on his face. Ye Xun really admired this determination.
"Are you Hua Mingyang's guest?"
"Kill if you want, why say anything?" Xu Lin snorted angrily, then turned his head.
"Have some backbone." Ye Xun smiled faintly. Xu Lin's attitude did not make him angry. Instead, he felt a fondness for him and had the idea of using him as his own.
But Xu Lin's attitude let Ye Xun know that this didn't seem to be an easy task.
Ye Xun was quickly thinking about what to do. When he glanced at Hua Mingyang again, he suddenly had concerns in his mind.
Arriving next to Hua Mingyang, Ye Xun kicked his body and said with a smile: "Third Young Master, do you want to live?"
Hua Mingyang was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted: "I think, I want to live, please spare my life."
A cold light suddenly appeared in the corner of Ye Xun's eyes: "Yes, but I have a condition. As long as you kill Xu Lin and your second brother, I can let you go."
"Seriously?"
Ye Xun did not answer, but ordered Linghu Chong to throw a sword in front of him.
This scene made Hua Mingchen, who was not far away, feel anxious: "Young hero, haven't we already reached an agreement? As long as you can get rid of my third brother, I can give you twenty thousand taels."
Ye Xun ignored Hua Mingchen and continued to ask Hua Mingyang: "Third Young Master, have you thought about it?"
"I hope you keep your word." In order to survive, Hua Mingyang finally endured the pain, tried to get up from the ground, picked up the sword, and limped back to Hua Mingchen.
When Xu Lin saw this scene, his face was slightly moved.
He could understand Hua Mingyang's instinct to survive. If Hua Mingchen came to him first, he would have nothing to say. He would sacrifice himself for his master's family, and he would have no complaints. But Hua Mingyang took the lead to go to Hua Mingchen. After all, it was him. How can we, brothers and sisters, kill each other in order to survive?
Hua Mingchen looked at his brother who was getting closer and closer to him, and the fear appeared on his face little by little. Although Hua Mingyang was injured, at this time, he could not move his body at all.
Facing death, Hua Mingchen could not calm down for a long time.
After a short journey, the injured Hua Mingyang walked for a long time. When Hua Mingchen was close to him, Hua Mingyang's expression was a little distorted. He raised the sword in his hand and said with an evil smile: "Second brother, use You should feel honored that you died so that I could live.”
After saying that, the sharp sword in his hand slashed down without mercy.
Just when Xu Lin thought that Hua Mingchen's death was about to become a foregone conclusion, Feng Yuxiu suddenly moved. A stream of true energy surged out from his fist and hit Hua Mingyang's body firmly. , Hua Mingyang's body flew out.
The sudden change not only made Hua Mingchen escape from death and breathed a sigh of relief, but even Xu Lin was puzzled.
Ye Xun suddenly said, "Mr. Xu, you saw what happened just now. I just want to know are you really willing to lose your life for such a master?"
Xu Lin looked at Ye Xun, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
I can't help but ask myself, are I really willing to sacrifice myself for such a master?
In order to survive, he ignored the lives of his brothers and sisters, and even killed his brother with his own hands. He was so greedy for life and afraid of death, did he really want to die for him?
But the Third Young Master never treated him badly.
Just when Xu Lin was secretly asking himself, Ye Xun spoke again: "Mr. Xu, as the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to roost, and a good time chooses a master to do its work. Why should you be loyal to such a master?"
"What do you mean?" Xu Lin looked at Ye Xun and asked in a deep voice.
