Chapter 20 The Sword Picks Wu Yaotang

(Is it really good for Xiao Zongzi to do this?)

One person stunned the many disciples of Wu Yaotang around him.

The anger was surging, and the anger was surging in his chest like a tide. There was an urge to force himself to take action and release his anger to his heart's content, but his reasoning restrained it. His goal was Bai Xingye, not others.

"Don't be too arrogant." With a loud shout, a vigorous figure rushed forward, like a horse charging, with an imposing manner.

"Wu Changli is here."

"Okay, although Senior Brother Wu's cultivation is still at the seventh level of Qi and Blood, his strength is comparable to that of the eighth level of Qi and Blood."

"Senior Brother Wu, teach him a good lesson and let him know that just because he wants to be wild in our Wuyaotang is far from qualified."

"Get out of here!" Wu Changli rushed to Chen Zong quickly, and he punched a big bow that seemed to be pulled to the limit, and slammed it out, like an arrow from the string, very fast, and the middle knuckle on the fist surface bulged. , like an arrow, the single-point attack power is amazing.

"It's you who want to get out." Chen Zong shouted, his anger surged, and the power of qi and blood was surging like a tidal wave. To the extreme, slap forward.

With a loud bang, the moment Chen Zong's palm collided with Wu Changli's fist, the inward palm suddenly slammed forward, and the second force contained in it exploded. The air was shattered and made a crackling sound. Wu Changli's arm shook and stopped. , his left hand smashed towards Chen Zong's face.

The head of the sword struck out, collided with Wu Changli's left fist, and his right hand once again displayed the hand of Xiaolonglong. It was also a double force impact from the palm of the hand, which hit Wu Changli back and forth again and again.

"impossible!"

"Senior Brother Wu was actually beaten back."

"The other party is a disciple of Jianyaotang, and he hasn't drawn his sword yet."

For a time, many Wu Yaotang disciples were surprised, and they all felt that their faces were dull. Wu Yaotang disciples were best at kung fu, such as fists, palms, legs, fingers, etc., while Jian Yaotang disciples were good at swordsmanship, but now, under the same cultivation base, a strong The decent Wuyaotang disciple was actually suppressed by a Jianyaotang disciple with the palm technique, and was beaten back and forth again and again.

Wu Changli was even more embarrassed, his face was flushed with blood, and his eyes almost burst.

"Running Horse Boxing."

With a loud shout, the power of qi and blood suddenly erupted, and he punched out, like a steed charging, with astonishing power.

The sword light flashed, as if it had slid through everyone's eyes in an instant, causing them to stab the unsuspecting, and they quickly closed, and a melodious sword sound came from their ears. When they opened their eyes again, they saw Wu Changli being stabbed by a sword. forcing back.

"Ten horses charge!"

Wu Changli erupted again with the power of qi and blood, and his fists blasted out in a row, ten punches in a row. The dust was rolling around, and the momentum was amazing, and he wanted to trample and crush Chen Zong.

Glimpse!

Under the sword, the sword light differentiated and changed freely, one after another tyrannical and sharp, colliding with the horse shadow and disappearing.

No shadows!

The sword light was dazzling and dazzling, and it was impossible to look directly at it. With a single slash, the angle and timing were just right. The trajectory was perfect, and there was no evasion or resistance.

The power erupted, Wu Changli's chest was split open, and the silver wire inner armor could not resist, a wound was clear and straight, blood gushed out, and the whole person flew upside down a few meters.

"Senior Brother Wu is injured."

"Hurry up and get your medicine."

"It's so cruel."

"As I said, I'm only looking for Bai Xingye, and it has nothing to do with other people." Chen Zong's sword naturally fell, and a little scarlet dripped from the tip of the sword, which was shocking: "But if someone wants to come forward, I won't be polite."

"I can't help it, it's too arrogant."

"I can't stand it either."

Immediately, the two disciples of the seventh level of Qi and Blood rushed towards Chen Zong.

"No!" Someone shouted, hurriedly trying to stop it.

If it is in other places, especially when life and death are torn apart, it is normal to join forces against the enemy, especially when the enemy is very powerful, it is necessary to do so, but this is in the Seven Glory Academy,

It was still in Wu Yaotang who joined forces to deal with a disciple from another hall. It was disgraceful to win, and even more disgraceful to lose.

The two of them were very impulsive. The sword light flashed in front of them, Sen Han was sharp, and it felt as if they were about to cut their throats, causing them to wake up in horror, sweating coldly, and they did not dare to rush towards Chen Zong.

"I heard that someone came to our Wuyaotang to make trouble, who is it?" The rough voice sounded like a Hong bell, shaking the eardrums: "Let me take a look at Gao Tong."

"Brother Gao is here."

"Senior Brother Gao's strength is stronger than that of Senior Brother Wu, and the power of his palm is astonishing, and he will definitely be able to defeat the opponent."

The disciples of Wu Yaotang showed their joy.

I saw a tall and strong figure rushing forward not far away. He was over 1.9 meters tall and very strong. His arms were comparable to the thighs of a normal person. His skin was dark and he looked like an upright black bear.

"It's you!" Gao Tong stared at Chen Zong with a pair of bull-eyed eyes, fiercely staring at Chen Zong, as if roaring, striding forward and running, the ground thumped, and the amazing pressure spread, but it couldn't affect it in the slightest. Chen Zong.

With the same cultivation, Chen Zong has yet to meet someone who can defeat him.

Gao Tong opened his right hand, his palm thick and broad, like a grinding disc, and smashed towards Chen Zong, more like a black bear waving its huge palm fiercely.

This is the foundation-building martial art that Gao Tong practiced when he was a martial artist. It is called Xiong Li Palm Method.

In order to practice this palm technique, Gao Tong took the risk to watch the black bear up close.

A loud roar made the power of this palm even more astonishing. The wind roared under the palm, and the fist pressure hit, making Chen Zong unable to breathe fresh air.

With a trembling of the wrist, the long sword was provoked and stabbed forward, like a bolt of lightning slashing from the horizon, extremely fast, and interlaced with light and shadow. .

When Chen Zong cultivated the afterimage swordsmanship to the realm of true secrets, it means that he completely understood the afterimage swordsmanship and mastered it without any reservations. Therefore, he can add the essence and mysteries of the afterimage swordsmanship to the sword. On top of other swordsmanship, increase the power of other swordsmanship.

The sword is an extension of the arm, which is longer and comes first, stabbing Gao Tong's heart.

"Bear King is strong!"

The power of Gao Tong's qi and blood exploded in an instant, his muscles and bones rattled, his forearms swelled, and his palms seemed to expand again, becoming bigger, and slapped Chen Zong fiercely, like a large grinding disc fell from above. The terrifying pressure made Chen Zong's body sink slightly, as if he was suddenly carrying a heavy load, and his movements were affected.

Lone Star is born!

The sword light disappeared, the starlight grew from nothing, and the world became independent, attracting everyone's attention, and Gao Tong was no exception.

The reason why the Lone Star Swordsmanship is so powerful and difficult to cultivate is that in addition to its amazing single-point attack power, it also has the effect of attracting attention. Thinking about it, it was originally intended to attack the opponent, but as soon as the attention was attracted, it was invisible. Weakening the control of moves will affect both power and precision, unless the mental will is very strong to be undisturbed.

When Gao Tong reacted, there was pain in his heart and warm blood flowed out.

The sword, still pierced at the heart, was an inch deep, and his palm was still a foot away from Chen Zong, but he didn't dare to slap it any further.

If it is torn between life and death, this sword, his heart has been pierced.

"I'll say it again, call Bai Xingye out." Chen Zong's face was cold and stern, his eyes were sharp with anger, and his tone was like a sword.

"I don't believe it. With so many of us, we can't beat him."

"That's right."

"defeat him."

"Let him get out of our Wu Yaotang."

The other Wuyaotang disciples shouted in anger one after another. At this time, it was no longer a matter of joining forces or not, and they couldn't care less about their passion.

The disciples of Wu Yaotang, who were at the seventh level of Qi and Blood, rushed towards Chen Zong, punching, palms and legs, besieging from all directions.

"You... looking for death!" Chen Zong's anger erupted, he retracted his sword, rushed forward, the sword light swept across the sky, like a waning moon swept through the sky, the sword and sword were sharp, and several sword techniques were alternately displayed, each with a The essence and mystery of the afterimage swordsmanship cannot be avoided.

"Stop." Gao Tong hurriedly sprinkled medicinal powder on his heart, rushed towards Chen Zong again, and slammed his palm out.

"roll!"

The extremely sharp sword light was like lightning that ripped apart the clouds, directly beheading Gao Tong's chest, the tyrannical power made Gao Tong fly upside down, and there was an extra scar on his chest, dripping with blood.

After a while, more than a dozen disciples of Wu Yaotang's Qi and Blood Realm fell to the ground one after another. No one was there, but their bodies were all wounded and blood was flowing.

"Where does Bai Xingye live?" Chen Zong pressed his sword against the throat of one of them, and shot down and injured more than a dozen people in a row. The anger in his heart was vented, but his eyes were even colder.

"Living in the small courtyard No. 53." This disciple felt a chill in his throat. If he didn't say anything, the other party might stab him in with a sword. For the sake of his own life, he had to say it.

"Small courtyard No. 53." Chen Zong repeated, he sheathed his sword, and strode toward the courtyard area.

The Shenxue Jade Essence, which is worn close to the body, continuously sends the pure blood Qi into Chen Zong's body, quickly recovering the energy of Qi and blood that was just consumed.

"Go and inform the other senior brothers." Gao Tong stood up and shouted to the less injured person.

Chen Zong's footsteps were fast, and with the pace, the breath on his body continued to condense, and it seemed to become more and more intense. From a distance, it seemed like an invisible flame was burning, and it was about to burn through the sky.

"I don't know what you have to do with Bai Xingye, but now, you have injured more than a dozen Wu Yaotang disciples and made a big mistake." A person walked quickly from the side, followed by a group of people.

"Kneel down, kowtow and apologize, you can walk out of Wu Yaotang safely." This person has the eighth level of Qi and Blood, and has a high self-esteem.

Originally, under normal circumstances, it would be reasonable for other disciples to break into a challenge like this, and it would be reasonable for a disciple of the same cultivation level to face it, but even Wu Changli Gaotong is no match for such an extraordinary disciple. Among his disciples, he couldn't find any one who could defeat the opponent, so he had to let the eighth-level disciples of the Qi and Blood Realm take action.

Perhaps, this is a bit embarrassing, and it is better than being selected by all the seventh-level disciples of the Qi and Blood Realm.