The night wind in early spring is slightly cold and caressing the waves.
In front of the stone bridge, two figures faced each other coldly, the wind blowing and the waves swaying stopped beside them, and they returned to calm.
"If you don't run away, I'll kill you."
After glancing at the leader of Huanxi who looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, Xiang Ji took a step forward, dragging the three-foot plum blossom knife forward on the ground in his hand, causing sparks to fly on the stone bridge.
With a burst of energy, he walked extremely fast, taking several feet with one step. After three steps, a muffled thunder sounded. He took one step forward, the air behind him was twisted, and a kun fish leaped out of the dark waves, swallowing the moon and spitting out stars.
The mental energy is released, what a strong momentum! The leader of Huanxi seemed to see the stormy waves coming towards his face, the strong wind was approaching his body, it was like cutting with a sword, scraping his bones with pain, and the dark waves washed away with signs that made him unsteady on his feet, upending his spirit and bewitching his will.
"Happy Warrior, Yin and Yang Vajra Qi!" A burst of peach blossom energy spread, and Huanxi Cult Master's body suddenly transformed like gold, emitting cold metallic light, like a statue of Vajra Warriors stopping, crushing his mental power and energy. .
In an instant, the distance between the two parties narrowed, his arms shook continuously, his energy intertwined, and his fingers drew mysterious paths, which were magnificent and strange, like a carpenter or a gardener, carving jade railings, and full of youthfulness. .
In an instant, peach blossoms bloomed in the sky, forming clusters under the guidance of the knuckles. They were as gorgeous and misty as if they were in a peach garden. It was the joy of teaching martial arts and carved fingers!
"Be careful, his true energy is refined day and night with poisonous powder. Now, combined with the moves, it has an aphrodisiac effect within a radius of three feet!" Seeing this move, the mountain visitor couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He was the one who was affected by this move in the first place. He was injured with one move, and his whole body was so hot that he almost lost control of his estrus on the spot and made a fool of himself in front of everyone.
Now that I think about it, I am even more scared. After all, the leader of Huanxi is famous for being indifferent to men and women and takes supplements from all kinds of supplements. There are also rumors in Lingqiu County that he has obtained the secret recipe of the fruit-throwing ceremony and wants to achieve the Ditu Diao Constellation.
Boom!
The sky was shocked like thunder, the purple thunder and peach blossom energy intertwined and exploded, like a bunch of fireworks blooming here, the clusters of peach blossoms withered, the sharp electric light gradually subsided, and the aphrodisiac powder mixed with the shot It also floated in all directions, was washed away, and it was unknown where it spread.
"Huh, it doesn't matter, I play both the same!
Squeeze out all your yang essence and turn it into the materials for my initiation ceremony of the Di Tu Raccoon Dog Sequence. I will treat you well in the future. I will be a husband and wife for a hundred days, hahaha! "
Huanxi Cult Leader's eyes wandered over Xiang Ji's naked upper body, and he couldn't help but become passionate. It was really exciting to think about a dragon and tiger hero! As for the mountaineer guy, although he is not old and beautiful, he does not retain much charm and can only be a side dish with wine.
Taohua was really angry, but his vision became clearer and clearer. This kind of magic specifically affects the passion and reason of others, but it makes his thoughts quick and unaffected. It can be said to be a destructive trick in a fight, and the more he fights, the more angry he becomes. , coupled with the verbal teasing and disgusting words of the lewd monk, it is indeed an effective tactic.
Unfortunately, these words could not shake Xiang Ji's mind. This man only made him feel disgusted, a kind of disgust that would kill him quickly!
"I don't know what it is called! Xunmei Dao, please kill this worm for me!"
He shouted loudly, and in an instant he slashed horizontally with his sword. He touched the ground with his left foot and kicked hard with his right foot, causing his whole body to tilt and draw an arc. He kept waving the long knife in his hand, combined with " The strength of the feet, waist and wrists exploded at the same time, creating a whirlwind with air, carrying multiple slashes and thunder bombs, and suddenly exploded, it was the second style of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique - Heavenly Spin and Thunder!
Zheng! A strong wind arose between the Xunmei Sword's whirling cuts, like thunder crashing on the stormy sea. The blade was white as snow, and the spiritual power gathered together to form a two-inch-long sword light. There were heavy sea waves on the blade, accompanied by Kun fish. , as heavy as the sea, leaving a pale track in the long space.
Storms, thunder and lightning!
Stab! Just after a pair of shocks, the happy monk took this attack forcefully. His sleeves and robes were shattered into flying catkins. There were three deep scars on his palms that were visible to the bones. His feet were sunk into the ground for three inches, and his face showed pain. The color between his eyebrows was purple, and he suffered a mental blow.
With one slash and two cuts, the Kunyu swallows the god, and the purple thunder destroys the body!
"Using clumsiness to defeat skill? What kind of sword technique is this?" The mountain guest was startled. This sword technique was powerful and unpretentious. It was able to break through one of the three major martial arts in Huanxi. At the beginning, even he Now that he has succeeded, doesn't this mean that... he is no longer the opponent of Fan Tiankun?
January, only thirty days have passed, and earth-shaking changes have taken place, which is really hard to accept.
"Little devil, I want to kill you until your flowers bloom and water flows, and lustful thoughts are everywhere. You cry and beg me to feed you! Golden muscles and jade bones, come out to me! Yin and Yang Vajra, peach blossoms at your fingertips!"
The four levels are magical, the golden muscles and jade bones reappear, and he suddenly resists the next sword move. It seems that the diamond is really immovable, and the flesh is uncast. The leader of the Happy Sect, Baihua Monk Clothes, is hunting and moving. His palms are like gold, and the true energy is flowing. , a touch of jade white in the palm of the hand spread into a powerful wave of energy, rushing straight towards the edge of the sword, splashing out a series of hot sparks as big as a thumb, melting the bluestone slabs that had been washed away for many years, revealing charred black ones as big as a baby's fist. Potholes.
Then, he raised the back three fingers of his right hand and pinched his thumb and index finger to form a round hole as big as a sesame seed. He stood with his feet in front of him and spread out his peach blossom fingers. Stand, in the air, all the true energy condensed into a thread and shot out from the place where the two fingers pinched. It was no longer a fancy peach color, but a touch of bright red, mixed with blood.
This is the secret killing move of the Huanxi Cult. The more virgin blood and virgin essence are collected, the stronger the blood-colored Qi will be. It is an evil method that is not favored by the world.
"It's so fancy!" Xiang Ji didn't take a step back, and even pushed forward. Behind him, an ancient Buddha seemed to appear. This Buddha had three sides and eight arms, and its whole body was dark green. He held a bowl, pestle, stick, knife, The six weapons of wheel and sword, the flames steaming around the body, have used the power of the body of the third generation Ming King.
Then, the peach blossom's zhenqi directly collided with the Xunmei Knife. The moment he felt the opponent's zhenqi coming to his body, Xiang Ji frowned and Kunshan Jin spread all over his body. He stood up and used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift with one palm. .
puff! The finger force flashed past his body surface, piercing through the three-inch film coat and Ming Wang Qi Jin, leaving behind a string of blood marks and then being guided back and shot directly into the chest of Huanxi Cult Leader. The golden muscle and jade bone It was also broken open, and it was clear that the bones were cracked and the internal organs were bleeding.
"What? Bounced my finger strength back? Is this Hanoi Sima's Turtle and Snake Kung Fu or somewhere else?!" Huanxi Cult Leader had never encountered such a trick before. Injured by the stunt, I felt aggrieved and angry, and I couldn't help but retreat in my heart.
This earthshaking Kun is really weird. He really has the ability to defeat the four levels. If he doesn't do it here, he will be in trouble.
But he wanted to leave, but Xiang Ji wouldn't let him go. He showed off his power when there was no fight, and when he found out he was losing, he wanted to run away. Could such a good thing happen in the world? He jumped forward and pressed forward, using the force of the sky to directly strike three waves of the Yangtze River. The Xunmei knife vibrated three times in a row, and each time he struck again at the moment when all his strength fell. Each wave was higher than the other, and each sword was heavier than the last. !
clang! clang! clang! The happy monk who was injured by his own stunt vomited blood, but he had to use his golden muscles and jade bones to fight hard. He blocked two swords with his left and right arms, and his skin and flesh were ripped apart. After all, he could not block the last sword and was hit head-on. Hit in the face.
There was a splash of blood, and a scar that penetrated the forehead bone, nose bridge bone, and mandibular bone appeared on the face of Huanxi Cult Master. The golden muscle and membrane were all torn, and the jade bone was also cracked by the Bailian sharp weapon. The scars were heavy. What was even more terrifying was that the thunderous force penetrated deeply and wreaked havoc, causing him to spit, tears and mucus mixed with blood at the same time and spurt out from his seven orifices, causing him to scream in agony.
"Master of the Four Passes, he was pressed down and beaten after losing his position with just one move. This strength is really terrifying." Seeing the miserable state of the lewd monk, the mountaineer was also a little frightened. Before he was injured, he was just like the leader of Huanxi. Isn’t he also the opponent of Fan Tiankun?
People who can be on the Dragon and Tiger List are really scary.
"Take this knife!" Suddenly, Xiang Ji's whole body was surrounded by thunder, causing the entire long knife to be covered with a touch of purple, and then he suddenly slashed at the happy monk, but silently took a picture with his other hand. It came out without any energy, as casually as a caress.
The leader of Huanxi, who was seriously injured, had no time to think about it. The stinging pain on his face and the impact of mental power all suppressed his reason. He only had time to spread his fingers and open his palms to make a petal-like push, and the pink palms came forward. The long knife fell, but he didn't feel how powerful the killing power was, which made him feel a shiver in his heart.
It's a scam! Just when he had this idea, a palm silently pressed down on his chest that had been severely injured by his own stunt. In an instant, Xiang Ji's whole body was filled with golden light, blooming with dazzling brilliance. The roc rose up, its feathers With a flick, hundreds of terrifying golden sword lights shot out.
Dapeng Fuyao Picture One Hundred and Eight Swords!
Jiuzang's life-threatening skills exploded, and the murderous aura soared into the clouds, making all the houses in Shiqiao tremble. I don't know how many people woke up at this moment, with chills all over their bodies, ripples rippled on the lake, and densely packed sharp edges burst out from between the palms and fingers. , chopped into pieces of peach-colored mist, and in a trance, a roc shadow fluttered its wings and flew, destroying the dead.
boom! In a short period of time, the leather armor, membrane clothing and golden muscles and jade bones were broken one after another. No more, no less, a total of one hundred and eight sword rays, each three inches long, penetrated into the main body of Huanxi Cult from the point where the palm and chest touched. , then ran wildly, stabbing in and out of his body, leaving one hundred and eight bloody holes.
All of a sudden, his body was submerged by the golden feathers, and his severely injured body would be dead if he were to be killed again.
"You! Yin! Me!" Huanxi Cult Leader was shocked and angry, his clear eyes shining with light that had not been tainted by wisdom.
He has always been the one who poisoned others, but today he was actually being tricked by others?
At this moment, he felt a little desperate. Why did the opponent use moves that were not recorded on the Dragon and Tiger List? After suffering two big losses in a row, there was no way to recover.
"Idiot, you really believe me, I'm talking about this knife!" Xiang Ji sneered, his Peng roared into the sky, he held the Xunmei knife and slashed down, his energy and blood stirred up the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and his heart and lungs were driven by the dragon essence to run at extremely high speeds. , a roar like a bellows and a roar like a furnace, the air flow forming a vortex between the mouth and nose, roaring like a vibrating bell, and the entire stone bridge was shaking.
Clang!
The spiritual martial arts suppressed the will and really affected the "thoughts" of Huanxi Cult Master. Within three feet, hallucinations appeared in his perspective. The one hundred and eight swords he saw turned into golden celestial rocs, tearing apart Heaven and earth, culling ninety thousand miles, this is the supreme offensive.
How is that possible?
To transform energy into form, only a person who has mastered the five levels can do it. Why should he? The leader of the Huanxi Cult was stunned. One hundred and eight Tianpeng covered the sky and the earth. They were all made of gold. They were all ferocious and unparalleled. They spread their wings to split the sky and the earth, and waved their claws to shatter the void, leaving traces of blood on his body. Even if you have golden muscles and jade bones, you can't stop them all.
"Spiritual martial arts? Damn it, he has been working hard every step of the way. He has been creating a powerful mental impression of himself since he appeared. Is this preparing for spiritual martial arts, just for this moment?
They are all fake, there is no way that one hundred and eight Tianpeng will appear! "
The gods were flying across the sky, and they roared one after another, as if they were about to collapse the sky. The horrified people were heartbroken, but the four levels were still the four levels. The leader of Huanxi quickly got rid of the influence, sobered up, and found that what was approaching him was not something. The Dapeng is a series of golden sharp edges, with spiritual power attached to them, which strengthens various illusions when approaching the body.
However, he was at the end of his strength, and there was no point in finally waking up. The body that was pierced into a tattered sieve could not withstand Xiang Ji's attack. The Xunmei knife slashed in along the crack in the forehead bone, and the thunderous force wreaked havoc in the skull. The two-inch sharp edge immediately shattered the brain, and the liquid splashed all the way down, splitting the bridge of the nose, smashing the mandible, directly penetrated into the neck and pulled hard, killing the leader of Huanxi on the spot, and committed suicide It was cut open directly from the forehead to the chest and abdomen, and the internal organs were scattered on the ground, which was extremely miserable.
"I gave you a chance to escape and die in front of your own mountain gate. Unfortunately, you not only made the wrong choice but also lacked the strength. I am really disappointed."
Glancing at the corpse at his feet, Xiang Ji shook his head, took out the heart, raised the knife and cut off the head of Huanxi Cult Leader, and tied it around his waist.
His clothes had long been torn, and no bamboo slips of secrets had been dropped. He had obviously left them in the base camp. The money and money had also been torn apart in the fight. There was nothing to search for. Only an Iron Order of the Sect Leader fell, with the secret code of the mountain gate engraved on the back. and location.
"Is this... is it true? It's really frustrating for Si Guan martial artist to be killed like this and seriously injured by his own unique skills.
Can't ordinary people only be able to develop one kind of edge? We all know that Fan Tiankun has an inch of sword light, but when did he leave one hundred and eight in his body? And this sharp edge is so familiar, it seems to be the same as the underground palace..."
Even the mountaineers were stunned. Fan Tiankun indeed had a skill that was superior to the younger generation. He actually broke through the golden muscle and jade bone with a three-level body and killed a four-level martial artist! What a sharp and powerful attack this is? !
Such a record, coupled with the strength to break through three levels, can already make this Qian Tiankun rush from the 108th place to the top 100!
It's just that most of those ranks are magical warriors who have undergone initiation ceremonies, and their strength is very different.
The most important thing is that for just one head of the leader of Huanxi, he can already receive a bounty of 400 taels of silver in the Lingqiu County government office.
"I have other uses for the head. I will give this body to you to pay homage to the dead souls of the two sects. I have got some opportunities in the underground palace. I will tell you in detail when the Huanxi Cult matter is over. Of course, you can also consider partnering with me. Then, he entered Luoyang Academy in the capital to develop.
Brother, please send Qiu Laohu to the county government for treatment first. Now, I am going to destroy the Huanxi Cult, tonight, leaving no one behind. "
Xiang Ji thought about the admission qualification given by the Zhuo County magistrate, and couldn't help but have some thoughts. If he can get these two Siguan martial arts masters to follow him, then he will have a helper after entering Luoyang Academy, and many things will become easier. .
At this time, it is not impossible to work alone, but there is no need to miss the opportunity to organize a team.
His future enemy Tao Hou is quite powerful, and it will not be easy to bring him down. Official power, martial arts cultivation, and subordinates will all be what he seeks.
"I can't believe the county government. In fact, what happened in Panshan was the result of the county magistrate's indulgence and wanting to check and balance the power in the county. The reason why the Huanxi leader was able to sneak into the mountain that day was because he came to visit and deliberately delayed me and Lao Qiu. Afterwards, the two When the sect was destroyed, he watched from a distance and did not stop him at all. He just chased the tiger demon. Now that we have lost power, we only have the thought of revenge. After I send Lao Qiu to the doctor, an old friend, he will come to help. You strangled the Huanxi Cult.
It just so happened that the county government issued a reward for the Huanxi Cult early in the morning. The reward was higher than that of the bandits. If you catch them all in one go, you can get a hundred taels of silver. With the leader of the Huanxi Cult in your hand, you can get five hundred taels. "
The mountaineer sighed and revealed the truth behind it. The county magistrate was worried that the Cui family and the Zhao family had not openly suppressed the two sects to gain benefits, but secretly used many checks and balances, and even deliberately indulged the Huanxi sect to torment them. He has the power to suppress the situation and does not care about the losses.
"That's fine. I just need to ask you, brother, to do me a favor. When you go to the Huanxi Sect, bring a cauldron from the temple and a hundred incense candles. The location of the Huanxi Sect's stronghold is in this atlas."
Xiang Ji didn't know what to say, so he took out the catalog he found on the messenger in white and handed it to the mountaineer. It recorded the contact code and the address of the lair, and told him to bring the information needed for the initiation ceremony of the Kuimulang sequence. Some of the artifacts then headed towards the Huanxi Sect's stronghold.
As a cult, the Huanxi Sect's gate is naturally very hidden and changes every six months. In the past six months, their base has been set in a cave on the edge of Lingqiu County. The disciples are probably over a hundred years old, which can't be said to be small.
These disciples are either fugitives from the Criminal Division or prisoners who have committed capital crimes. There are even wandering gangsters who gather under the Huanxi Sect to seek shelter. In fact, no normal people will join this evil sect. After joining, they will be contaminated by the evil spirits. Naturally, there will be no shortage of blood debts. In Lingqiu County, it is not women who lose their virginity the most, but boys.
Because they are relatively shy and angry, they will not speak up, and will basically not be exposed, which makes these gangsters more unscrupulous and even use threats to gain money.
After burning a stick of incense, Xiang Ji came to a mountain with dense caves. This place was close to the official road. No one would have thought that a cult would dare to set up a stronghold here. It was so bold that it would be dark under the lamp.
In the hidden corner in front of the cave, someone had already noticed the stranger's arrival. Especially when they found him walking swaggering towards the entrance of the cave, they immediately became vigilant.
"Be careful. The person who comes here is not good. If you dare to break into the cave, your position will probably be exposed. The leader is not here, so he may be someone from the county government!"
The two disciples whispered, lit the torch immediately, and notified the friends inside. Everyone was on alert, while the other person shouted to Xiang Ji, "You, leave quickly, this is not a place where outsiders can come. If you don't leave, don't leave." It’s our fault for being rude with our weapons!”
However, Xiang Ji turned a deaf ear to their words and still walked forward with his hands behind his back, his head tied around his waist shaking, which was particularly terrifying in the dark night illuminated by torches.
"Damn it, where did this lunatic come from? He still has a head hanging from his waist. We must have encountered a corpse practitioner!"
"No, look carefully, that's... that's the leader's head!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? The leader is a martial arts master from the Four Passes. Even the Shanshan Sect and the Qiudao Sect have been wiped out. Who can kill him? The county magistrate can't be so young!"
And when they saw the appearance of the shaking head, the three disciples guarding the entrance of the cave screamed in horror.
If someone who can kill the four martial arts masters comes to their door, will they still have a way to survive?
But just when they were about to flee, the figure strolling in the dark night suddenly flashed, and there was thunder on the ground, accompanied by a muffled sound, and appeared in front of them.
puff!
He just raised his hand casually, and three rays of energy radiated out. The three disciples didn't even say a word, their brows were covered with blood, and they suddenly fell down.
"Where does this lunatic come from? He dares to kill the people I teach!"
Then, a large number of figures rushed out of the cave. They did not hear the words of the three gatekeepers clearly. They only knew that someone came to make trouble. They were disturbed from their sleep and were very angry.
boom!
What he received in response was a slap, a palm wind that struck from afar and spanned three feet away.
The two strong men who came forward felt as if they were struck by lightning. Their burly bodies felt as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer. Their muscles and bones crackled. In an instant, an unknown number of bones broke. They flew several feet away, smashing eight of their companions and landing on the ground. He was no longer breathing.
Xiang Ji didn't speak, but slowly punched. The thunderous force roared out with the fist, raging around him. This punch shook all directions, like thunder across the sky. It was so domineering and fierce that it almost knocked down almost everyone. Trample people's spiritual consciousness to pieces.
"He is a martial artist! Three-level martial arts master, run away!" At this time, someone had already reacted. Knowing the gap, they wanted to escape. One of the three-level martial arts masters in the sect died in the hands of the tiger demon not long ago, and another three-level martial arts master died in the hands of the tiger demon not long ago. The martial artist and messenger in white was also killed by the tiger demon one month ago, and no one left can stop him.
But at some point, the place was shrouded and imprisoned by spiritual power. They felt like they were on the bottom of the sea, being washed away by the waves, falling to the ground and struggling as if they were drowning, with no other thoughts at all.
But in the outside world, there were no waves at all. There was only one person standing there, surrounded by fallen gourds who were squeezing their own necks and struggling.
Under the moonlit night, this scene was particularly eerie and creepy.
Looking at these fallen gourds, Xiang Ji did not hold back. Every time he flicked his fingers, ten rays of energy flew out to kill them. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people who fell to the ground were left with more than ten scars, large and small, which could be seen in the depths. White bones, with cracks visible.
Ten people, twenty people, thirty people... In just over ten breaths, nearly fifty disciples were killed.
The Huanxi disciples who emerged from behind had already collapsed, their hearts were trembling, and they had the urge to run away.
However, the mountaineers have arrived and blocked the retreat. No one can leave tonight.
Seeing that the cauldron and incense candles were ready, Xiang Ji stopped delaying and stretched out his arms with one hundred and eight sharp edges shooting out, strangling the entire cave.
Puff puff!
Under the moonlight night, golden light lights up from time to time in the cave, and there is a faint blood mist steaming around it, intertwining with each other, giving it a sad and beautiful beauty.
In the cave, within ten steps, there were hundreds of corpses, the ground was stained with blood, and only Xiang Ji was left standing.
He was alone, standing among the corpses and smiling.
"I said, the Huanxi Cult will be destroyed tonight."
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Xiang Ji felt unmoved. The meaning of these damned people to him was limited to bounties and ritual materials.
The ritual materials for the ten-step warrior are enough, and it's time to step into the Kuimu Wolf sequence.
A hundred people were slaughtered in ten steps, and martial arts scriptures were forged with hard work.
Just tonight!
