Yuhuatian has not yet understood the difference between a Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster.
But Yu Huatian is confident that there are not many warriors who can reach his level at the master level, not to mention unique.
Therefore, Yuhuatian treats all warriors who are stronger than him as great masters.
So the moment he saw this exhibitionist whom Tang Bao called 'grandpa', Yu Huatian's expression immediately became solemn.
Immediately, he did not dare to be careless and immediately turned around, moving his Qi with him and his body with the sword——
"Zhao!!"
A crisp sword cry suppressed the surrounding shouts of death and the sound of breaking wind.
Yu Huatian's eyes were like lightning, looking at Mr. Tang who was waving his golden arms to hit him. His body was upright and motionless, but his right arm was clenching the Yitian Sword. After the golden fists came a few feet in front of him, , drew his sword instantly.
Boom——
With a sword that was as fast as thunder, there seemed to be a moment of spring between heaven and earth, everything was silent and everything revived!
The Fourteenth Style of the Thirteen Deadly Swords - Raw Sword!
After suspecting that Mr. Tang was the Grand Master, Yu Huatian took action without any reservation. He used his strongest sword move at present.
Since he understood the Fourteenth Sword, he has used this move to kill many people. Since the Tang Sect knew that he would attack, they must have figured out their own details and should be on guard against this sword move of his.
But after all, the power of the Fourteenth Sword is here. This is a swordsmanship far beyond the master level, so even if the anger field of this sword cannot confuse Old Man Tang, it should be able to block him for a moment and neutralize his offensive.
But the result surprised Yuhuatian...
As he drew his sword, Old Man Tang visibly sluggished, and a hint of confusion was visible in his eyes.
Then, before Mr. Tang could regain his senses, his fists glowing with golden light clashed with the Yitian Sword.
boom--
The next second, a shocking shock sounded.
Old Mrs. Tang's fist was cut open by a sword, and the bones were visible. Then the sword energy spread backwards and exploded from Old Mr. Tang's body. In an instant, Old Mr. Tang was covered in blood, his skin and flesh were torn, and with a final scream, his body flew backwards.
The scene went dead silent for an instant!
"this……"
Yu Huatian's eyes were also a little startled, so weak?
Looking at the terrifying power of Old Man Tang just now, he thought that this sword could at best block Old Man Tang's offensive. However, he did not expect that he did not even escape the initial area of anger. He was directly confused, and then was struck by the sword. Injured by anger.
Is he getting stronger, or is Mr. Tang too weak?
After a slight silence, everyone around him was instantly in an uproar:
"grandfather!"
"Grandpa!"
"Old Master, how are you..."
…
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Mrs. Tang, the Nine Lives Manager Tang Shijing, Tang Di, Tang Bao and others ignored the shock and gathered around Mr. Tang, "Golden Arm Buddha" Tang Song, with frightened and worried expressions on their faces.
Tang Song is not only the current leader of the Tang Sect, but also the most powerful person in the Tang Sect.
If even he falls, then who else can resist this Yuhuatian?
However, their worries were obviously unnecessary.
Although the Fourteenth Sword is strong, with Yu Huatian's current strength, it is still a bit reluctant to kill a great master.
"Ahem..."
Karamatsu's arms were trembling, his face was frightened and angry, and he pushed himself up from the ground. Just as he was about to speak, his energy and blood suddenly flowed backwards, and he couldn't help but another mouthful of blood spurted out:
"puff……"
"Master!!"
"Grandpa, how are you?!"
Mrs. Tang and others were surprised again and exclaimed.
Tang Bao ignored his injuries and shouted with a pale face: "Grandpa, don't scare us..."
"You traitor! I'm not dead yet, what's your name?!"
Kara Song's breathing was rapid and he glanced at Tang Bao angrily, wishing he could slap him to death.
Something that is not enough for success but more than enough for failure!
The reason why he did not show up publicly before was because he knew that the Xichangchang Gong could kill Shangguan Jinhong and must be very powerful, so he had been hiding in the dark, preparing to attack at the critical moment and subdue him with one move.
Unexpectedly, Tang Bao's voice exposed his position, causing Yu Huatian to respond in advance. Moreover, Yu Huatian's strength was far beyond his imagination. When he fought back with his backhand, he actually broke it with one strike of his sword. His body-protecting aura was blocked, and even the 'golden arm' that he was proud of was not blocked.
Although he has not hurt his origin at this moment, most of his strength is based on these 'golden arms'. The 'golden arms' are broken, which also means that most of his strength has been weakened.
And all this was because Tang Bao suddenly broke into trouble. How could Tang Song be in a good mood?
"Grandpa, I...I'm sorry."
Looking at Tang Song's angry expression, Tang Bao also knew that he had done something bad. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and lowered his head in shame.
Karamatsu ignored this waste, took a deep breath, calmed down the countercurrent of blood, and then looked up at the young but powerful white figure opposite, with a solemn expression:
“Xichangchang transforms farmland with public rain, and it truly deserves its reputation!”
A sword revealed the strength of the Tang Sect's number one man. Yu Huatian felt a lot more relaxed. With a twist of his right hand, he held the Yitian Sword behind his back and said calmly:
"The Lord of the Tang Sect, the 'Golden-Armed Buddha' Tang Song? This makes me a little disappointed. It's really better to meet him than to be famous."
"Besides, isn't it embarrassing that a man who is nearly a hundred years old still carries out sneak attacks?"
Karamatsu's face suddenly turned red, but he couldn't find the words to refute.
Yes, he is nearly a hundred years old, but he has no martial ethics and carries out sneak attacks. The most important thing is that the sneak attacks have not been successful. If word spreads, the entire Tang Sect will become a laughing stock in the world.
At this moment, only Mrs. Tang remained calm. She stared at Yuhuatian and whispered:
"This person's strength cannot be estimated by his level, but he is the only one in the court who can barely fight. If we join forces to take him down, our Tangjiabao may have a chance of survival. Otherwise, today will be the end of us."
Karamatsu didn't refute, he didn't care about his face at this moment.
Although Tang Men's swordsmanship is eccentric and he mainly uses hidden weapons, his reputation as the 'Golden-Armed Buddha' was not bought, but forged. His strength is only stronger than that of ordinary warriors, not to mention his This time in retreat, he has surpassed the Grand Master, and his strength has reached a higher level, but he was still stabbed by Yuhuatian's sword, which shows how strong he is.
At this time, no matter how much you care about face, you are just asking for death!
"superior!"
Taking advantage of this gap, Karamatsu recovered a little from his injuries, so he stopped delaying and rushed directly to Yuhuatian preemptively.
But this time, he drew a long knife from the ground next to him and held it in his hand, not daring to block the Yitian Sword with his bare hands.
"laugh--"
A few tens of feet away, they arrived in an instant. Tang Song held a long sword in his hand and struck the full moon. A sword energy several feet long swept out and slashed straight down with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain.
Although he is not good at swordsmanship, at his level, he is basically proficient in one method and all methods. Although he is not as good as a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship, he can still turn his sword energy into sword energy with the pure inner strength of a grand master. Against the enemy.
Therefore, the momentum of this sword is no less powerful than that of some ordinary master-level swordsmen.
But the golden arm, which he is best at in close combat, is no match for Yu Huatian. How can he take advantage of his half-baked and nondescript sword skills now?
"锃——"
When the sword energy reached him, Yu Huatian struck out with another sword with his backhand, easily defeating his attack. He could barely hold the long sword in his hand and was thrown away.
"Vulnerable!" Yu Huatian sneered.
At this time, he probably figured out Karamatsu's strength.
He is undoubtedly a great master.
But he was far behind the great masters he had met before, and even inferior to Huo Xiu, the boss of Qingyi Tower. He must have just broken through not long ago.
In this way, his current strength is not much different from that of a strong man who has just become a grand master.
Perhaps the level of true energy is still incomparable, but as long as you can seize the opportunity and use the two great moves of the Fourteenth Sword and the Innate Body-Breaking Invisible Sword Energy, it is not difficult to kill such a rubbish master!
Thinking of this, Yu Huatian became determined, grasped the Heavenly Sword tightly, and took the initiative to attack Tang Song.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk—"
But at this moment, powerful qi machines from all directions locked Yu Huatian, followed by several attacks that enveloped him like meteors.
All the masters and masters of the Tang Sect directly changed their thinking and no longer ventured into danger alone, but chose to join forces to besiege!
Yu Huatian paused, then smiled disdainfully:
"It's the same as many ant-like things!"
Stupid! !
The sword energy reappeared, and the 'Flash of Light' in the Thirteen Swords was instantly displayed, directly to the side of a figure whose hands were also injured and exploded.
"Pfft——"
The sword energy directly shattered the body's protective energy, destroying its vitality.
Tang Bao stared at the white shadow with wide eyes, his face full of reluctance:
"Why, it's me again..."
Before he finished speaking, his body slowly fell backwards...
[Luck from Tang Bao +4052. 】
Yuhuatian glanced at Tang Bao's dead body and said indifferently:
"I said I would use you as a sacrificial sword, so of course I won't break my promise!"
After that, he turned around and used the seventy-two sword techniques again. The circular sword energy enveloped his whole body, and at the same time, he circulated the immortal golden body and the gang energy to protect the body, blocking the attacks from other parties.
"Bang bang bang..."
Sharp attacks fell one after another, but even Yu Huatian's sword energy defense was not broken through. In addition, the immortal golden body offset the attack force, and he withstood more than ten master-level attacks, but Yu Huatian did not even shake his body. For a moment, it seemed like nothing was wrong.
The expressions of the Tang Sect masters suddenly changed:
"What kind of martial arts is this? Shaolin Golden Bell?"
"His defense is too strong and cannot be broken!"
"what to do?!"
…
"What to do? Keep going!"
Following the cold voice, the white shadow in the field disappeared like a ghost.
The next second, the white-clothed Shura was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with sword energy flowing horizontally, and figures one after another screamed and fell to the ground:
[Luck from Tang Yan +3727. 】
[Luck from Tang Baichuan +4225. 】
[Luck from Tang Feng +3588. 】
…
Yu Huatian used the Immortal Golden Body to protect his body, and used the extremely strong offensive power of the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords, coupled with the perfection-level Divine Movement and Hundred-Transformation Body Technique, to deal with this group of "seriously biased" Tang Sect masters. No matter how much effort it takes, almost one sword can kill with one blow.
Within a moment, several bodies were lying on the ground.
Tang Song and the others' eyes were splitting as they roared, but they were just helpless and furious.
At this moment, they couldn't stop Yuhuatian with full firepower. Even if they occasionally relied on their numerical advantage to block Yuhuatian's figure, they couldn't break through the defense of the immortal golden body. In the end, they had no choice but to turn into other forms. The soul of the dead under the sword.
"That's enough! It's my fault, Tang Clan!"
The old man Tang Song's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and only half of the long knife in his hand was left. He stood helplessly on the outside, looking at the figure who was constantly killing people in the field, and roared:
"My unworthy disciple of the Tang Sect has done something wrong. There is no reason for my entire Tang Sect to bear the responsibility. Enough people have died, shouldn't this be offset by this?!"
"enough?"
Yuhuatian sneered: "Not enough!"
"The opportunity has been given to you, but you can't seize it yourself."
"Today, the Tang Sect will be destroyed!"
The murderous voice echoed in the field.
Yu Huatian kept moving, and every few breaths passed, a Tang Sect master died under his sword.
"laugh--"
Just when there were only four Grandmasters left in the field, including Mrs. Tang, a gust of wind suddenly came from a distance. It made almost no sound, but with Yuhuatian's sense, it was noticed instantly.
He turned around and held his sword in front of him. He heard several "ding, ding" sounds, and cold light fell along the sword's body.
"Fingertip blade..."
Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up. Not far away, he saw a young man wearing a red robe with a handsome and cool face walking slowly. A pair of narrow eyes stared at him coldly:
"You've killed so many people, that's enough!"
There was a trace of amusement on Yuhuatian's lips: "That's enough? Why do you think you can stop me?"
The young man said coldly: "Just because my name is Tang Lian is not enough!"
Tang Lian, the chief disciple of Xueyue City!
Seeing Tang Lian appear, the faces of the surviving Tang Sect masters all showed surprise, but Tang Song and Mrs. Tang were relieved, but their eyes were a little complicated.
Tang Lian was an abandoned disciple of the Tang Sect, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, he would choose to return to the Tang Sect and face this disaster together with the Tang Sect...
"So you are Tang Lian."
Yu Huatian was also slightly stunned. No wonder he felt that this young man had a good temperament. He turned out to be the Great Master of Xueyue City, a disciple of Baili Dongjun, and one of the protagonists of Young Song Xing.
but……
"Just because you call me Tang Lian?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Yuhuatian's mouth:
"what are you?"
"Tang Sect's abandoned disciple? Xueyue City's chief disciple? Baili Dongjun's disciple?"
"With your status, can you scare me away?"
Yuhuatian said, his eyes suddenly turned cold:
"Something like a dog dares to threaten me. Even if your master Baili Dongjun comes in person, I won't necessarily betray him."
"You, why?!"
laugh--
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy moved vertically and horizontally, like the Milky Way rolling back, and struck directly at Tang Lian's location.
Tang Lian's expression changed. He didn't expect that Yu Huatian would dare to attack him even after he had revealed his identity. Is he really not afraid of Xue Yuecheng?
He wanted to resist, but even though he was the chief disciple of Xueyue City and had a good foundation in martial arts, his training so far was only at the level of a new master. Facing Yuhuatian's sharp sword, he was not sure about taking it. .
Death shrouded her, and Tang Lian couldn't help but feel a sense of regret in her heart...
"Bang!!"
At this critical moment, a cold light appeared, suddenly destroying the sharp sword energy.
Then, a middle-aged man dressed in black, with an indifferent expression and a somewhat elegant and scholarly air slowly walked out from behind Tang Lian.
"Third Master!"
Tang Lian looked at the middle-aged man who had suddenly arrived, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of joy in her eyes.
The middle-aged man ignored him, just looked at Yuhuatian and said:
"Then what about me, am I enough?"
Yuhuatian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who are you from Xueyue City?"
"Sikong Changfeng."
The middle-aged man spat out four words indifferently.
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ps: I came back from the bottle and read the comments and reward lists from all the bosses. I couldn’t bear to keep you waiting for too long, so I stayed up late to write a chapter. I’m not too sleepy now, so I will continue writing and publish the second chapter on time at 12 o’clock.
Also: Thank you to [Heartbroken for You] for the 2,000-coin reward, thank you to [The King’s Alone] for the 500-coin reward, and thank you bosses for their support.
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