Chapter 115 Sixth grade, four battles!
Mr. Murong Zhe’s face turned gloomy.
The three heads of Yuanhaozong, who had been sitting upright for a long time, stood up instantly and looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise.
With their level, they naturally captured Xin Zhuo’s method just now.
One palm!
The inexplicable palm was as fast as thunder, so powerful and heavy that Song Dongxi, who was in the seventh level, couldn't even react.
How does this palm enter the Mahayana? Subtle? Transformation?
These are not important anymore. What is important is that Xin Zhuo has abolished martial arts and cut off his meridians?
"Ahem..."
Xin Zhuo coughed twice again, and strong fluctuations of true energy slowly appeared around him, and then swept around, causing the surrounding trees to tumble and the weeds to overturn. .
So vast.
“Thum, thump, thump…”
Murong Xiu and Huang Dagui behind them couldn’t help but take a few steps back, their faces full of horror.
Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang were stunned on the spot beside the carriage.
A few old horses neighed uneasily and kicked their hooves.
Opposite, there were hundreds of people from the four families including Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan, and they retreated with awe in their hearts.
They naturally saw that this was not the aura of the seventh level.
The seventh level of a warrior is a watershed. To reach the sixth level, one must have outstanding talent. This is also the reason why the highest level of the four majors is only the sixth level.
There will be no problem for Murong Lei and others to enter the sixth level in the future, but it will take a long time.
Yuan Yourong, who has the best talent, should enter the country the fastest, but it will also take several years.
Xin Zhuo's true energy fluctuation at this time has definitely entered the sub-sixth or sixth level realm!
How absurd is this? A person whose meridians should have been cut off is not only intact, but has even improved his state of mind?
Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue An have other purposes?
After a brief silence, Mr. Murong Zhe and the three family heads looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of heart palpitations in each other's eyes.
"Level 6? Worse? This is indeed beyond my expectation. I really underestimated you!"
Mr. Murong Zhe's voice was dull, and the Cutwind Sword in his hand was already out of its sheath, shining with a dazzling light.
"Stop talking about weird things, it's boring!"
Xin Zhuo coughed twice again, "I'm so incompetent, I want to beat you all to death today!"
Said Slowly stepping forward, his momentum increased with each step. Soon, the strong fluctuations of true energy had reached a certain extreme, and the aura was so sharp that no one dared to get close.
He has suffered a loss once, so of course he does not dare to be too big. At this time, he is infinitely close to the sixth level. When encountering the sixth level, there is still a situation that cannot be avoided. Naturally, he has to fight for it, and he is very confident. , it’s hard to explain clearly the self-confidence brought by exercises and martial arts.
As he approached, the four family heads felt an invisible pressure.
Pressure from fellow experts! They had to be cautious and take action.
“Kill!”
Yuan Haozong and the other three family heads, surrounded by dense fluctuations of true energy, their figures flashed, and in an instant, they surrounded Xin Zhuo with the force of three talents .
Two swords and one knife, wrapped in terrifying true energy, came out of the body, condensed for several feet, changed unpredictably, and chopped off heavily.
The four Fufeng families are originally one body, and they all practice the same thing. This has always been the case.
This combined attack would be difficult for anyone in the sixth level to parry, no matter how strong it is.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo in the middle suddenly disappeared.
Disappears from the naked eye.
“Hidden Dao Kung Fu?”
Before the three of them could react again, Xin Zhuo had already appeared next to Yuan Haozong, then to the side of the head of the Chen family, and then to the side of the head of the Song family.
[Crazy Dog Strike Bar Serial Demonic Palm] and [Kongyin Nine Transformations Light Body Skill], which are combined with the weird Yin Zhi Dao and Kong Zhi Dao martial arts, are used simultaneously to produce three palms.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The violent and powerful sword energy and saber energy of the three family heads have been chopped down, and the official path in the middle has been shaken beyond recognition.
For a moment, the true energy was overflowing and the dust was flying.
But the three family heads groaned and flew out together.
Three old figures with messy hair, like kites with broken strings, fell heavily into the ditches on both sides of the official road, followed by bursts of painful wails.
Xin Zhuo has returned to where he was, looking ghostly and incomprehensible. He just covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
One move!
Defeat three people in the sixth level!
Simple, neat and effortless!
He really did what he said.
The strong wind blew against the pale faces of Murong Xiu, Cui Ying'er, and hundreds of disciples of the four families.
This was a superb showdown between sixth-level masters, and it was one against three. They had fantasized about it, but had never seen it before. What I didn't even expect was that they were three against one in the same situation, but they were defeated in one move!
The dust is still there.
At this moment, a harsh sword cry was heard, resounding in all directions.
The huge sword energy pierced through the dust, split into three on the way, and went straight to Xin Zhuo. The sharp sword light let out a "whoosh" roar.
Fauchelewind sword!
Three Tribulations Sword Technique!
The untold secret of Fufeng Murong!
This was deliberately a step too slow. Mr. Murong Zhe, who was famous for his martial arts sophistry, sized up the situation, struck with all his strength, and made a sneak attack.
“Cang——”
Xin Zhuo seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. The folding gun in his hand instantly became ten feet long, and he quickly bounced up.
The gun comes out like a dragon.
Two huge qi spear shadows followed each other like shadows, breaking through the smoke and dust to face the sword shadow.
On the way, the two gun shadows strangely turned into the shadows of a tiger and a dog.
[Tiger riding dog kills with shadowless gun. 】
The name is too weird, but it can both repel enemies and kill people.
"Ouch!"
"Woof!"
The roar of tigers and the barking of dogs are ear-piercing.
“Ding…”
There was a strong collision in mid-air.
The three sword energy shattered immediately.
The roar of tigers and the barking of dogs have broken through the dust and fog.
The dilapidated official road was cracked open again, and the dust and infuriating energy in the sky shook everywhere, hitting the surrounding trees with "bang bang bang".
Murong Xiu and Cui Ying'er, who had already moved away, retreated again, and their horses were kneeling on the ground anxiously.
The pale-faced disciples of the four families in the distance retreated again and again.
The venue was filled with dust, and Xin Zhuo and Mr. Murong could no longer be seen clearly.
And also silent.
Everyone stared into the smoke.
After a long while, the smoke slowly dissipated, and the two figures were finally seen clearly.
Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan's eyes shrank and their bodies trembled uncontrollably, as if they had seen a ghost.
I saw Mr. Murong lying on the ground with messy hair, and a gun stuck in his left shoulder, Xin Zhuo's gun.
Xin Zhuo’s left foot stepped on his right shoulder, covering his mouth and coughing lightly, like a sick ghost.
But, is this scene more than just terrifying?
Why didn’t that little bandit who should have been eliminated not only not be eliminated, but also become so terrifying!
Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.
This scene that should not have appeared appeared before my eyes like a dream!
It’s just...even if Xin Zhuo was not dead, why did a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy grow to this point? Is it reasonable?
Defeat the heads of three families in one face to face, and defeat the formerly aloof Mr. Murong Zhe with one shot! !
Night finally fell.
The surrounding mountains and fields are cold.
“Ahem...”
Xin Zhuo’s coughing sound was particularly eye-catching.
Mr. Murong Zhe lay slumped on the ground, his hair messy and his head dizzy, as if he had aged ten years in a moment.
My shoulder is in great pain and my energy is in chaos.
He suddenly remembered that night two months ago. If Master Li hadn't stopped him and given this little thief a sword, would there have been no bad things like today?
He looked hard at Xin Zhuo, who was still stepping on him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I really don't understand!"
"Why don't you understand? Why is it not disabled?" Xin Zhuo said seriously looked at him.
Old man Murong Zhe shook his head: "It doesn't matter whether you are disabled or not. How can I understand the plans of outsiders like Mr. Dongfang and the Soul Slayer Master? I don't want to understand. Even if you are their apprentice, What does it have to do with me?”
After a pause, he asked angrily: “I just want to know, what kind of trick did you, this little thief, use? The four of them have been in the sixth grade for many years!
You can't jump through the ranks to fight against four, it's absolutely impossible! Why are there tiger heads and dog shadows in your messy marksmanship? I can’t understand it at all! ”
(End of this chapter)