The sword in Ning Zhenan's hand was hit by a pebble and fell to the ground. Seeing He Zhencun's palm attack, he had no time to dodge, so in order to survive, he bit the bullet and hit it with his palm. Although he took five steps back, he still managed to stand firm.
Lu Lianhai and others were not surprised. After all, He Zhencun and Ning Zhenan were more than ten feet apart. No matter how strong the palm force was, it would weaken all the way like the wind, from strong to weak.
He Zhencun was very unhappy when he saw that Ning Zhenan had not only lost the power of his palm, but also stood like a pine tree. He said to his subordinates: "Kill him."
Although Lu Lianhai, Luo Lingfeng, and Ling Guyan were closest to Ning Zhenan, they did not move forward to take action. Firstly, the three of them felt that a gentleman would not take advantage of others' danger. Secondly, the three of them had added more than a dozen sword wounds to Ning Zhenan, which was a personal grudge. Already cleared up.
As soon as Ning Zhenan anxiously picked up the fallen sword, he was attacked by a group of people. Although the combined internal and external injuries almost took away half of his life, he always felt that he still had many unfulfilled wishes. I really don't want to die like this, so I will use all the Yijianmen sword skills I learned from Tian Tianyu.
Guan Yong, Zhu Siwu and others were extremely happy when they saw that Lu Lianhai and the others did not step forward to fight, thus losing three powerful enemies competing for the credit. He brought out all the martial arts skills in his heart and greeted Ning Zhenan's body vigorously, fearing that Ning Zhenan would live a moment longer and cause trouble later. After all, it is easy to form a knot but difficult to resolve.
After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, in order to kill one or two opponents that he really couldn't stand, Ning Zhenan added more than a dozen new injuries such as sword stabs, knife cuts, whiplashes, hooks and ax blows, which was the most annoying. Unfortunately, the darts given to him by Guan Yong were poisonous, and his hands and feet began to lose control.
He Zhencun saw that although Ning Zhenan's life was becoming more and more despicable, he was still very durable and that no one could defeat him. He couldn't stand it anymore and unconsciously struck Ning Zhenan on the back with a palm in the air, killing him. Pushing out a foot away, a hungry dog came and pounced on food.
Ning Zhenan originally wanted to get up and continue his death struggle. Even if he couldn't escape by chance, he would stand and die like a hero, regardless of whether he would still lie on the ground and be trampled on by others. He was not lucky enough. He suffered severe internal injuries and excessive bleeding from external injuries. He struggled several times but could not get up. It was a pity that he had a heart unwilling to settle for the ordinary.
Seeing Ning Zhenan lying down, a hero rushed forward, swung his sword, and wanted to chop off Ning Zhenan's head, so that the grudges could be settled. Unfortunately, as soon as he swung his ancestral sword, before he could slash at Ning Zhenan's neck, there was a strong wind from his palm, and his body was involuntarily sent a foot away. He couldn't bear it any longer, and in order to relieve the frustration in his heart, he spurted a mouthful of blood all over the floor.
He Zhencun, like everyone else, was surprised when he saw a man wearing a green robe with his face covered in black cloth, leaping from a short distance away, two steps forward, and stood in front of Ning Zhenan.
The masked man had just regained his footing and said, "It's so shameless for so many people to surround a person who has already been seriously injured!"
He Zhencun saw that the sky was dark and the man's face was covered with black cloth, making it difficult to identify him, so he asked nicely: "Who are you? Can you tell me your name?"
The masked man sneered: "He Zhencun, as long as you take off the black cloth hood, I will also take off the fig leaf on my face."
The reason why He Zhencun had murderous intentions towards Ning Zhenan was because Ning Zhenan said his name intentionally or unintentionally when introducing him to Lu Lianhai and others, letting all his subordinates know that he was He Zhencun, the Hundred-Armed Divine Fist. His identity, which has been hidden for decades, is no longer a secret to everyone in Qinglong Hall. There will definitely be many dangers and constant troubles in the future.
He knew in his heart that although no one among the younger generations like Lu Lianhai or Ning Zhenan knew his true face, as long as they were willing to go to Jiang Qingcheng, Master Mingzhi and other senior masters to find out, He Zhencun's grimace that had been hidden for decades could naturally be drawn.
The masked man was in a good mood when he saw that He Zhencun had no intention of taking off the black cloth hood, because there was no need to worry that he would take off the black cloth and let others see his true face in Lushan.
He Zhencun vaguely felt that the masked man was possessed by a wall of Qi of one or two feet. In order to verify whether it was an illusion, He Zhencun transferred the real Qi into his palm and struck it with a powerful palm.
The masked man met him with one palm, then another palm, and they fought fiercely with He Zhencun.
After more than a dozen moves, the two palms collided, one bounced away, and each took a few steps back, no matter the outcome.
The onlookers didn't notice anything except that a strong wind blew towards them when the two palms were facing each other and they felt cool. Only a few who got closer saw the amazing scene. The backs of the two people's hands were highlighted. His veins slowly disappeared.
He Zhencun came to his senses and asked: "Who are you? How come you know the three unique palms of Taiyue."
The masked man said coldly: "He Zhencun, are you disappointed that someone knows this skill? More than thirty years ago, in order to take this 'Taiyue Three Jue Palms' as your own, you poisoned the master and attacked him secretly. Senior brother, you killed your junior brother brutally, and even refused to let go of your little junior sister who loved you. You tricked her into a stone room and starved to death. You have no conscience, but in the end it was just a dream. There are still people who know this skill. If I were you, I will kill myself immediately to apologize for my crime, and I will never live in this world covered with black cloth again."
When He Zhencun saw that the masked man knew how to use Taiyue's three unique palms, he wanted to get rid of him quickly. The masked man revealed all the evil deeds he had done in the past. How could he tolerate the masked man living in the world anymore? He yelled: "Whoever kills this person will be free from now on, and the Dragon Slayer Guild will have nothing to do with him anymore."
Lu Lianhai, Luo Lingfeng, Ling Guyan, Zhu Siwu and others seemed not to have heard and remained motionless. They thought to themselves that this was a personal enmity, not a task of the Dragon Slayer Association, and they had no obligation to fulfill their duties. Besides, people live in groups. If you don't want to be the one who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, you naturally don't want your disciples and grandchildren to do the same thing. How can you help an ungrateful, unjust and heartless person like He Zhencun?
When the masked man saw this, he laughed a few times and said: "He Zhencun, you are such a heartless and unjust beast who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, slaughters your fellow disciples, today even your subordinates are unwilling to help you, how can you survive in this world?" World."
The masked man came to the door automatically, and He Zhencun naturally wouldn't let it go. He stretched out his hands and took five steps forward with a sword beside him. The sword was unsheathed and two rays of cold light shone into the eyes of the masked man, which was very chilling.
The masked man jumped back a few steps and said: "Yang Yunfeng, the Soul-Destroying Sword, Liu Yunyu, the Life-Destroying Sword, you are also considered famous figures in the world. Do you really want to help He Zhencun, a beast who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors today?"
Soul-Destroying Blade Yang Yunfeng replied: "This Quliu Villa is the territory of Qinglong Hall. If you challenge He Zhencun here, you are going against Qinglong Hall. How can my brother allow you to do whatever you want here. If you don't want to die, just leave." Let’s just pretend we’ve never met.”
The masked man said excitedly: "I once made an oath. After I master the Three Ultimate Palms of Taiyue, I will avenge the annihilation of the Taiyue Sect. I have been searching for He Zhencun for more than ten years, and I finally met him today. How? You can just leave.”
The life-threatening sword Liu Yunyu said coldly: "In this case, it is useless to talk more, let's take action."
The masked man's true energy was transferred into his palms, and he made two palms in the air, keeping up with his steps.
Yang Yunfeng and Liu Yunyu dodged left and right, swords left and right, and faced him, fighting with the masked man.
The name of the sword is to cut off souls, and the name of the sword is to take lives. There are countless innocent souls under the sword, and everyone in the world is afraid of it.
The masked man was as bold as a skilled man. Not only was it true that one against two, he became more and more courageous as the fight progressed. Whenever there was an opportunity, he gave both of them a heavy slap, which made it difficult for the swords and knives to fit together.
Lu Lianhai, Luo Lingfeng, Ling Guyan and others watched the three people's fight. They were amazed and happy that they had justice in their hearts. I thought to myself, if I were to fight the masked man, if I was lucky, I would be defeated in ten moves. If I was unlucky, I would die in twenty moves, and I would definitely not be able to survive in thirty moves.
After forty or fifty rounds of fighting, the masked man's palm power seemed to be less powerful than before, and he gradually felt powerless in the face of the "combination of swords". He could only dodge, but sometimes his clothes were scratched by the sword in many places because he did not dodge in time. It was broken. Fortunately, there was no blood on the opening.
He Zhencun saw that the masked man was forced back a few steps by the "Soul-Breaking Knife" and "Life-Destroying Sword", and could only parry, but could no longer fight back. He was overjoyed, and his dantian luck and internal energy were transferred into the palm of his hand, waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack.
When the opportunity came, the masked man was forced into the air by the "Soul-Breaking Knife" and swept across thousands of troops. His back was just facing He Zhencun. He Zhencun didn't even think about it and just hit him with all his strength with one palm.
Although the masked man felt a strong palm wind coming from behind, he was in the air and had nowhere to rely on, so he had to use his inner strength throughout his body. He honestly accepted He Zhencun's sudden palm and flew forward. Two feet, he fell to the ground. Fortunately, the masked man had a clear head and quickly rolled on the spot, then jumped up. Not only did he avoid several volley palms from He Zhencun, but he also received a heavy palm from He Zhencun.
Since He Zhencun took the initiative to attack, the masked man fought passively, and not only did he spend a lot of internal energy before, but he also received a sneak attack with a heavy palm. After fighting with He Zhencun for several palms, he was naturally defeated and was pushed back by the strong palm wind. After sending him a foot, he stood firm, and blood reluctantly overflowed from his mouth.
How could He Zhencun let go of such a good opportunity? He channeled his inner energy into his palms, kicked off his feet, turned into a black shadow and shot towards the masked man. He hit the masked man's chest directly with his two palms, just to take away the masked man's life.
Although the masked man was seriously injured, he did not choose to dodge. He faced it with both palms and took several steps back.
He Zhencun took advantage of the victory to pursue, his palms flashed in the air, and dozens of palm shadows moved toward the masked man.
As soon as the masked man regained his footing, he saw a strong wind coming, and quickly used his palms to resist the strong wind. Due to the severe internal injuries, it was difficult to gather the true energy in the Dantian, and the palm was not moved quickly enough. He was hit by a palm in the chest and was blown away by a foot. He fell to the ground with blood pouring from his mouth. He slowly got up.
