Wuchangzi, who was forced back by Song Xing's sword, finally had a hint of dignity in his crazy expression.
From Song Xing's attack, to the masters on the Invisible Man's side, they were dead and defeated in just a few breaths.
In battles between rivers and lakes, victory or defeat is often determined in a very short time, but the speed at which Song Xing won was still somewhat beyond Wuchangzi's expectations.
The invisible man organization is making waves in the Central Plains and has never failed, which makes Wuchangzi look down on these people in the world from the bottom of his heart.
In his mind, any one of the invisible men would be one of the best in the world.
But now, these masters have been beaten to death in the hands of the young man in front of them.
It is obvious that every move of Song Xing is ordinary, simple punches and palms, ordinary martial arts moves, but it is precisely this move, Beef Soup, Three Ghosts of the Northwest, Master, no one can escape Song Xing s attack.
Wuchangzi does not think that the problem lies with Master and others. The only explanation is that Song Xing in front of him has practiced kung fu to the state of returning to nature.
Each move has great power. No matter how you attack, he has corresponding moves to deal with it, making it impossible for you to avoid and escape.
"Buzz!"
The sword in Wuchangzi's hand vibrated, making a series of sword sounds. In the next breath, the long sword passed through the sky and pierced Song Xing's heart.
Song Xing's feet swayed, seemingly retreating, but on the way back, he suddenly changed direction and slid diagonally upward to avoid Wuchangzi's sword edge. There was no hesitation in the transition of body movements. At the same time, he raised the Eternal Life Sword in his hand. He gathered his strength and stabbed Wuchangzi in the chest.
Wuchangzi returned his sword to block, only to see the tip of the Eternal Life Sword in the air as light as catkins. In an instant, more than a dozen sword shadows appeared, covering all the vital points on his chest.
The swordsmanship practiced by Wuchangzi is called thunder and lightning swordsmanship. After practicing it to the realm of transformation, he can make a move out of thin air, which is as powerful as lightning. Twenty feet away, the sword light is sealed.
When Wuchangzi destroyed the Snow Mountain Sword Sect, he used this sword technique to stab six elders of the Snow Mountain Sect to death with one sword.
It is said that to deal with Song Xing's less complicated swordsmanship, once the thunder and lightning swordsmanship is used, there are at least fourteen swordsmanship moves, which can kill Song Xing with one move.
However, under the shadow of Song Xing's sword, Wuchangzi took a step back helplessly.
Song Xing made another move, and there were more than a dozen sword shadows. Wuchangzi's face was a little distorted, but he backed away in frustration again.
When Song Xing reached the third sword, several drops of cold sweat had already leaked out from Wuchangzi's forehead, sliding down his forehead across his pale face and dripping into his eyes.
But he didn't dare to blink, he could only stare at the tip of the sword in front of him.
As a master of swordsmanship, he could recognize that every sword shadow that Song Xing wielded was a swordsmanship that was rare in the world.
Shenmen Thirteen Swords, White Tiger Nine Swords, Shadow Stream Sword Technique, Luo Chen Sword Technique, Bodhidharma Sword Technique, Guiyuan Sword Technique, and Seven Kills Sword Technique.
In just three moves, Song Xing's sword moves incorporate at least thirty different sword techniques. Some of these sword techniques are wide open and close, some are strange and treacherous, some are fierce and unconventional, and some are Elegant and feminine.
However, every sword technique tightly restrained the thunder and lightning sword moves he was about to make, as if the opponent had a prophetic function and could predict his own moves.
Therefore, the man of impermanence can only retreat again and again until there is no way to retreat.
The Changsheng Sword pierced Wuchangzi's wrist. This swordsman, one of the best among the invisible men, was so aggrieved that Song Xing stabbed his wrist with just one move, and the sword fell to the ground.
Song Xing turned his left hand and hit Wuchangzi's chest with a palm, breaking his sternum. The majestic force directly shattered his heart. When he fell to the ground, he was completely lifeless.
Under the Emperor's Qi Watching Technique, Song Xing could clearly see all Wuchangzi's movement routes, so much so that he was defeated miserably even without even using the swordsmanship he was good at.
After killing Wuchangzi, Song Xing sheathed the Changsheng Sword, then turned to look at He Zhizhang, who had not moved, and Gong Jiu, who was still sitting on the top of the water pavilion, looking at the battlefield.
He Zhizhang and Gong Jiu were the only two people among the invisible men who survived after challenging the little old man.
Among the seven killers lying drunk and lying in the clouds, only the leader can get the true story.
He Zhizhang, who has mastered this technique, is said by Beef Soup, if he appears in the world, he will also have a place in the top 50 in the world. He is a rare master in the world.
At this moment, He Zhizhang looked completely drunk on the outside, but Song Xing could sense that the invisible Qi had quietly wrapped around him.
This made Song Xing a little interested in the technique of the Seven Killers of Drunken Flowing Clouds.
What locked Song Xing was not murderous intent, so it was extremely difficult for others to notice when he used this technique. Therefore, He Zhizhang's enemies often died unconsciously and could not even see the position of his attack.
He Zhizhang looked at the two fallen men, with a trace of doubt on his drunken face: "Why not use a sword?"
He Zhizhang was a proud man. Among the invisible men, he considered himself inferior only to the little old man and Gong Jiu. When he saw Song Xing sheathing his sword, he felt insulted.
The purpose of Song Xing's coming here is to seize the invisible man's power for his own use, not to destroy the invisible man.
This was also the reason why he gave up the Sword of Eternal Life and instead fought against He Zhizhang with his bare hands.
For these people, only by defeating them with absolute crushing strength in the field they are best at can make them fearful.
When Song Xing didn't answer, He Zhizhang burped: "In that case, let me take off your head to pay tribute to them."
After saying that, the whole person floated up, as if drunk but not drunk, as if he was dreaming but not dreaming. His right hand was held empty, and he walked towards Song Xing with strange steps as if he was drinking.
Zhizhang rides a horse like riding a boat, falls into a dazzled state and sleeps at the bottom of a well, drinks from the Eight Immortals, and kills seven people in the flowing clouds. He Zhizhang's performance is superb.
As if riding a horse and riding a boat, He Zhizhang stumbled, his figure suddenly turned to the left and then to the right. Pulled by that inexplicable energy, he looked like a ghost, making it impossible for people to recognize his shape.
At this moment, He Zhizhang looked like a drunken man, his steps were chaotic, but in fact his figure was erratic, as light as catkins. When Song Xing moved, the air pulled him, and He Zhizhang was like a kite, moving forward and backward with the air current.
The seven killers who are drunk and lying in flowing clouds are just superficial, but the real core lies in the word "flowing clouds".
The clouds in the sky are invisible and traceless, and where they go depends entirely on the flow of the wind.
A hundred years ago, there was a strange man who lived in seclusion in the mountains, watching the changes in the sea of clouds every day, and realized this unique and unique body technique. Once he mastered it, he would be unparalleled in the world.
With his erratic and strange steps, combined with his elusive seven-style killing moves, few people in the world can resist him.
Seeing He Zhizhang murdering every step of the way, Song Xing took a deep breath. This breath seemed to drain all the air in front of him.
Because the speed was too fast, there was even a slight explosion in the air.
After taking it all in one breath, Song Xing's already tall body suddenly grew three inches taller again, and his figure became much bigger.
He Zhizhang suddenly felt a hint of heat in the air. In the season of autumn wind, it shouldn't be so hot.
Looking around with drunken eyes, Song Xing in front of him was powerful and powerful. At this moment, he was like a hot furnace, exuding a hot aura that made the air dry.
He Zhizhang's mind was seized by this, and a picture of a bright sun rising in the distance appeared in front of his eyes.
