The golden-masked man waved his sleeves, causing a hurricane to overturn the ceiling. The dust and smoke dispersed, and Shaohua stood with his chest in his hands, panting.
The man dusted off the dust on his body and said with a sinister smile: "You're not dead yet, and you attacked me secretly. I'll send you to the West right now!"
As soon as he took a step, the bones all over his body made a crisp sound, like firecrackers going off. His eyes protruded, his orifices were bleeding, and he suddenly fell to the ground. The woman behind the golden-masked man quickly stepped forward to check, and everyone saw the result in her eyes.
The golden-faced man laughed loudly, "Interesting, the 'Heart-Eating Gu' failed to kill you, but it actually used the Nanhai Faction's 'Ten Thousand Fists' to sneak attack and kill my Hall Master in one move. This really makes me admire you."
Nangong Daixue asked the head of the family in a low voice: "What is 'Ten Thousand Fists'?"
"It is a unique skill of the Nanhai School. It is said that the punch is so fast that the naked eye cannot tell. It can punch thousands of times in an instant. Because the punch speed is so fast, the enemy's muscles and bones will be broken without feeling pain, and he will be fatally injured. Because it is often used in sneak attacks. And it’s too sinister, and is despised by decent people.”
"But I think it's cool!"
At this time, Shaohua spat out a mouthful of blood, and then said: "It's a coincidence that I am also good at Miao poison. When I found that the poison entered my body, I suppressed it under my tongue. Now I spit it out, and it feels very comfortable." "
"It turns out that he claims to be from a well-known and upright family, but he also practices the sorcery you mentioned. I am greatly surprised."
"It doesn't matter whether he is a magician or a magician, if he can defeat you, that's the way to go!"
Murong Jin was overjoyed to see Shaohua come back from the dead. He whispered: "They are numerous and powerful. You take the 'Zong Heng Ling' and run away quickly. We will fight to the death to cut off the queen for you!"
Shaohua looked back and smiled, "My father once taught me that disciples of Murong must bring shame on their family. Today, if the family leader is in trouble and his fellow disciples are in trouble, Shaohua will die in battle and never take a step back."
Everyone was moved, even the golden-masked man praised: "Your magic is sinister, but you have integrity. Well, I also uphold the morality of the world and will not rely on large numbers of people to attack you!"
He waved his fingertips lightly, and a person came out behind him. He was slightly shorter and had a smile on his face, giving people a very kind feeling. He lifted up his black hoodie, revealing a sharp bald head.
"Poverty hates Bu Kong, and he wants to learn from the donor!"
Shaohua had heard of this man, who was originally the first disciple of Wutai Mountain and was known as the "Laughing Buddha". He was expelled from the disciples because he violated the precepts of obscenity and committed mass killings.
He didn't dare to be careless. He just attacked Hall Master Di and used his ultimate move "Ten Thousand Fists", which cost a lot of mana. Now he could only continue to support himself if he fought quickly and decisively.
His heart moved at will, and the "blood vine" turned into a long whip, swimming like a spiritual snake, instantly binding Bu Kong tightly, and at the same time, his left palm turned into a red arc and penetrated Bu Kong's chest.
The monk's palm did not move, but a strong elastic force was generated, knocking Shaohua back several feet. The golden-faced man who was watching the battle laughed and said, "It's actually the 'Red Chain Sword'? What a pity that in front of the 'Jedi Golden Bell' in Mount Wutai, it's like a dragonfly shaking a jade pillar!"
Murong Jin was also secretly surprised. This "Red Sword Sword" is a unique skill of the evil sect Wan Shemen. It is said that the palms are tempered with the blood of thousands of red chain snakes, and it takes several years of hard practice to achieve success. How could Shaohua do this? An evil trick?
Bukong still had a smile on his face, clasped his hands together, and his whole body was swollen. The "blood vines" were broken off and fell to the ground one after another. Shaohua used his thoughts to activate, and the broken branches of the "blood vine" turned into countless short blades, all of which stabbed the monk. The "Laughing Buddha" did not dodge or dodge, and the sharp blade pierced his body, as if itching.
Nangong Lin couldn't help shouting: "The 'Jedi Golden Bell' is indestructible, attack his eyes."
Shaohua jumped up and stabbed the monk's eyes with the "red chain knife" with both palms. Bukong remained unhurried. When the edge of his palm was still three inches away from his eyes, he suddenly emitted a golden light with fierce force, blocking the powerful momentum of the "Red Chain Sword".
"Bukong's 'Buddha Eye' has surpassed its peak, turning the invisible into the tangible, and its weaknesses no longer exist!"
Shaohua was still competing with the "Red Chain Knife" and the "Buddha's Eye". The monk was so angry that he let out a soul-stirring lion's roar. The power was as powerful as destroying dry matter. The stone tables and furniture on the opposite side were swept away and smashed together with the ruins of the walls. Everyone Hurry to avoid.
Shaohua was forcefully forced back, and he inserted his left arm into the ground to stabilize his body. He used the "Red Chain Knife" in his right hand to reach the extreme, and then he was able to split open the lion's roar with great force, leaving traces of blood oozing from his shirt.
Bu Kongcheng won the pursuit and struck hard with an iron fist. The wind of the fist swept like a hurricane. The "blood vine" instantly condensed into a shield. The opponent unleashed his huge power and Shaohua turned into a red meteor and flew into the distance.
Bukong shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that he took the opportunity to escape!"
Before he finished speaking, Shaohua descended from the sky, holding a huge blood-red hammer. Mount Tai pressed down on the top, and his momentum was so strong that it was suffocating. Bukong laughed and raised his arms to the sky to block the power of the sky. When the giant hammer fell, it suddenly turned into a long knife, slipped from his fingertips, and struck directly on the top of his head.
The monk let out a long roar, and the golden light on his head shone, and the long knife could not cut into it.
The golden-masked man praised: "Using the transformation of the 'Nine Shadows Blood Vine' to perform a wonderful move is very creative, but unfortunately it is still unable to break through the 'Jedi Golden Bell'."
Bukong suddenly counterattacked, his hands turned into giant palms at the same time, and he combined his left and right hands to hold Shaohua in his palms. He was so powerful that Murong Jin took a breath of cold air.
However, as soon as the giant palm touched Shaohua's body, a puff of pink smoke rose up, and the palm suddenly became an ordinary size as if it had been bitten by a snake.
The golden-masked man smiled and said: "You are truly omnipotent, and you are also a master of poison!"
The fierce battle consumed the two of them greatly, especially Shaohua, who was panting and reaching his limit. The monk chanted the Buddha's name, "It's been a long time since anyone forced me to do a trick. The benefactor has come to accept my fate!"
His palms swayed up and down, and suddenly countless shadows appeared, like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, and the wind from his palms surged like a tidal wave, leaving people with nowhere to dodge. Shaohua's figure was like a small boat in the waves. He dodged left and right, but stepped closer to Bu Rong, ready to wait for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent.
However, "Thousand Hands" came to an abrupt end because Bukong had already grabbed Shaohua's throat with one palm. The Buddhist tiger's claws are as solid as iron hooks and cannot be broken free of.
"You also have some skills, I'll give you a good reward!" He exerted force with his fingertips. Shaohua's face turned red, his eyes bulged, and he gradually stopped struggling.
The monk smiled proudly and said: "Under the iron claws of the poor monk, there is no detached soul, and you are no exception."
His proud expression only lasted for a few seconds. Suddenly his face became distorted, his whole body trembled, and then he fell to the ground dead with blood gushing from his mouth and nose.
Everyone didn't know what happened. They watched Shaohua struggle up from the ground, coughing violently, and it took him a long time to regain his breath.
The golden-masked man didn't move, and he probably had a surprised expression underneath his mask. Murong Jin smiled and said: "I'm here to reveal the answer to you this time. The 'Jedi Golden Bell' cannot be broken from the outside. He pretended to be captured. Between life and death, he used the soul-exiting technique to get into Bukong's body and cast the spell. Destroy him. He who has the courage to risk his life and survive is a good man for me, Murong."
Linghu Xian flicked his finger, and a golden pill flew into Shaohua's palm, "This is a 'Huitian Pill', which can quickly heal wounds and restore vitality. Take it quickly."
Shaohua threw the pill into his mouth without hesitation, and immediately felt his whole body swell, and his true energy surged like a tide.
The girl in black had lightning eyes and whispered: "Master, this man has some ability, let his subordinates go and send him back to the west."
The golden-masked man shook his head and said in a low voice, "You are very important to me, and the 'Demon' went to marry him!"
The man in black from behind responded and stepped forward, opening his black hat, revealing a face covered with scales of five colors, with golden eyes that radiated animal light.
Murong Jin was shocked when he saw it. This was Xiao Lang, the master of the evil sect who made people in the world fearful ten years ago. He has taken "Snowy Man-Demon" as his role model since he was a child. He is famous for his vicious methods and is famous in the world. He has wiped out many sects and eradicated them. According to legend, they were wiped out by the Tianshi Sect ten years ago, but unexpectedly they met here.
"Shaohua, be careful! This guy is full of poison..."
At this time, Shaohua had already seized the opportunity. The "Blood Vine" transformed into a long sword and stabbed in the air. Xiao Lang put his hands together and clamped the sword's edge. With a loud roar, pieces of black clothes fell to the ground. His body continued to grow, becoming more than ten feet tall, and the scales on his body gradually appeared, becoming colorful.
He bent his arm back, put the blood-red sword edge into his mouth, chewed it for a while, and swallowed it into his belly. Shaohua was shocked and tried to withdraw the weapon. However, in front of the giant, he was like a child, helpless, watching the entire weapon be swallowed by the enemy.
"It's a pity that a fine weapon became a snack for the 'Demon'!"
Xiao Lang then roared, and red mist spewed out. Wherever it touched, flowers, plants and trees withered, and rocks and buildings shrank and deformed. Shaohua is also a master of poison. The poisonous and corrosive force of the opponent is really unheard of.
He hurriedly held his breath, but the skin on his body was burning and tingling, shrinking and turning black. In danger, he had no choice but to give it a try. He secretly cast the "Heart-Eating Curse", urging the blood in his heart to flow backwards, and forcibly raising his power to the extreme.
Suddenly, his right fist swelled as big as a fist and was dark in color. Then he flew forward to fight hand to hand with his movements as fast as lightning. The giant was not as flexible as him. After a few rounds, he hit his hip bone hard with a heavy punch. There was a crisp crack of the bone. The giant felt the pain and fell down.
Murong Jin saw it clearly and felt desolate in his heart. Although this "Heart-Breaking Fist" was powerful, it was already at the end of its strength due to the poison, and the situation was extremely critical.
Although Shaohua seriously injured his opponent, the poison spread up his arm and reached his heart. He probably wouldn't be able to hold on for a few more moves. He flew forward and pounced, using the "Red Sword" of his two palms to the extreme. Xiao Lang roared again, and the two figures were suddenly stuck together, motionless.
After the red mist dissipated, everyone could see clearly that Xiao Lang's huge palm penetrated Shaohua's chest, and Shaohua's "Red Sword" also penetrated his ribs from both sides.
Murong Jin's eyes were filled with tears. Shaohua died fighting hard, which made him heartbroken. He could only rely on himself for the rest.
Xiao Lang suddenly let out a horrifying sneer, and spit out a mouthful of thick green poisonous gas. Shaohua suddenly changed beyond recognition, "Want to die with me? This little injury is like an itch to me."
The wounds on his sides slowly healed and were once again covered with dense scales. He tossed Shaohua's body aside and looked up to the sky with a smile.
When he was feeling proud, a black shadow flashed past, powerful force leaked out, and blood rained down...
