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Volume Six: Guan Feng Yun Lu Chapter 21 Enemies Meet

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    Hu Xiaotian's heart was as cold as iron, and he charged forward without mercy. Wherever the billowing sword energy touched, blood spattered everywhere, and those who stood in his way were invincible.  Dugu Yu was in a tough fight at this time. If he could break through the obstruction earlier, he might still have hope of equalizing the situation. If he waited until Dugu Yu was defeated and then rushed over, he would die.  Huangfuji is known as the leader of the four sect masters, how can he be just an idle person?  Even if the battle front is here, he is not his enemy.  Therefore, Hu Xiaotian deliberately chose the fastest route. No matter whether the enemy was dead or injured, it was just a sword attack, so he rushed over first.

    Suddenly there was a strong wind and a roar like thunder. A stick monk who had met during the day raised his stick and smashed it down fiercely. It was the enemy who was extremely jealous when they saw each other.  The blow was so powerful that it blocked the space for advancement. Hu Xiaotian was forced to stop, raised his sword, and used the "unload" technique. The blade skillfully slid sideways and unloaded the enemy's stick.  The stick monk knew how powerful he was, so he didn't expect to be able to kill the enemy with one move. When he drew out the stick, he had enough energy in advance. Once he missed the blow, he immediately changed his moves to sweep across the target. He was agile and fierce, not giving up an inch.  But seeing the cold light shining, another evil monk wielded a handy shovel and attacked from the side, forming a flanking attack.  .

    Hu Xiaotian was wondering, where would the Qinglong Society go to attract so many Buddhist masters, killing them all and driving them away?  What secrets are hidden behind it?  Monks pay attention to the purity of the six roots and have no disputes with the world. How could they collude with the Qinglong Society and plot to cause chaos?  With his ability, it was more than enough to deal with one of them, but it was too difficult to deal with two of them. After all, the good luck of killing the two evil sword-wielding monks during the day could not be repeated. Even though he was anxious, he still had to make a mistake.  Move around.  Strictly guard the sword.  A fierce battle broke out with the two monks.

    These two monks are proficient in authentic Buddhist secrets. They have long internal energy and strong strength. Every move has been refined thousands of times. They also cooperate with each other tacitly and cover each other during offense and defense, steadily suppressing Hu Xiaotian's momentum.  Hu Xiaotian's short attack and long attack didn't give him any advantage. What's more, his opponent also had a numerical advantage. He held his long sword to the left and blocked the right.  How embarrassing.  Ever since he regained his powers, he had never been in such a frustrating situation.  Even though the opponent is indeed powerful and skilled in martial arts, how can a person who practices the World-Destroying Overlord Master be easily defeated?  The stronger you get, the stronger you become.  You are cruel and I should be more cruel!  The technique was running at full strength, exhaling loudly, and shouting loudly: "Kill!!" With a flick of the wrist, the broad-edged long sword's moves suddenly changed, and one of the magic sect's "Ten Dragon-Slaying Axes" was used, "Angry Slashing Dragon Claw"  ", the sword light flew, and transformed into two dazzling cold lights in the air at the same time, striking down on the left and right.  Wherever the sword energy reaches, the space seems to be torn apart, giving people a strange feeling of being invincible.

    According to common sense.  It is absolutely impossible for a sword to attack two targets that are far apart at the same time. Therefore, one of the two sword lights must be real and the other empty.  As long as the two monks could determine which sword move was a feint, ignore it, and continue to cooperate in the attack, Hu Xiaotian's efforts would be in vain.  But that's easy to say. When faced with this magic sect's secret skill, when murderous intent approaches, the sword light is dazzling.  Who dares to gamble with his own life?  The two monks did not yet have the ability to see through the reality of the sword technique. Seeing the light of the sword falling, they were both secretly frightened, and they unanimously launched their strongest defensive posture to protect their vital points.

    The two monks fought on their own.  The joint effort was immediately broken.

    It was this moment that Hu Xiaotian was waiting for, and his true energy was pushed to the limit.  The end of the long sword suddenly spit out a white sword light that was more than a foot long, and it struck down like lightning.

    The sword light flickered, and the shadow was shattered.

    when!  The long sword hit the middle part that was convenient for shoveling. The sword flashed and immediately opened a deep wound on the evil monk's left shoulder, causing blood to flow out like a fountain.  Almost at the same time, the stick monk, who realized that he had been tricked, changed his attack to defense. His long stick came out of his hole like a poisonous dragon and swept across Hu Xiaotian's waist.  Hu Xiaotian's steps were swift, his left hand transformed into a tiger's claw, and he grabbed the end of the long stick and moved it towards his arms. The blade of the sword was sharpened back and slashed towards the opponent's wrist.  However, the evil monk who was injured in front of him was extremely brave. As he shouted angrily, his feet flew up in a row and kicked hard at his private parts, without giving him a chance to calmly deal with it.  Hu Xiaotian let go of the long stick, stepped back, and with a flash of sword light, stabbed the evil monk in the leg again. This time, retreat was used as an advance, completely destroying the enemy's combat effectiveness.

    At this moment, the cold wind cut his face, and a hundred-forged steel knife suddenly cut through the air, and the cold murderous aura poured down like ice water.  Hu Xiaotian struck out with his sword in time, and there was a clang, sparks flew everywhere, and a face that looked exactly like Gao Qingcheng appeared in front of him, and he cried out: "Sword slave!"

    The one who drew the sword was clearly Yu Wenzheng's personal guard, who was refined into a humanoid puppet who only knew how to kill. His eyes glowed red, and he stared at Hu Xiaotian. He unfolded his sword skills, one after another without stopping, all in an attack.  moves.  Wherever the sword energy passes, it is like frost falling, making people's hair stand on end.  As early as four years ago, Sword Slave had a duel with Hu Xiaotian. With his extraordinary physical strength and powerful sword skills, he killed Hu Xiaotian in a panic and was once on the verge of despair.  Now that they are reunited and fighting again, the murderous aura exuding from his body is even stronger than before. The blade strikes with the sound of wind and thunder, and the lethality is more than three points stronger!

    But Hu Xiaotian is no longer Wu Xia Ameng. He dances with his long sword, defending and attacking, sealing all the sword slave's killing moves on the periphery. He is busy with his eyes.After scanning, he saw Yu Wenzheng watching the battle with cold eyes. His heart sank and he secretly screamed.  You must know that this sword slave is a pure fighting puppet. Once the viciousness is unleashed, he knows no pain or fear at all. He is fearless even if he dies with you. He is an extremely difficult opponent.  Coupled with the stick monk who is eager for revenge, he is already at a disadvantage.  If Yu Wenzheng also joins the battle group, what chance does he have of winning?  I'm afraid that before I can save Dugu Yu from the siege, I will be killed first.  Before he could finish his thought, the dark wind howled, and Yu Wenzheng sneered and struck with his palm.

    Yu Wenzheng did not recognize that the enemy in front of him was the adulterer who abducted Qin Keer. Seeing that the enemy's sword skills were perfect and the sword slave was difficult to break, he was afraid that it would be delayed and the night would be long and the dream would be long, so he struck away with his palm without saying a word.  In fact, what he is best at is using more to defeat less, relying on the strong and the weak, and using all means to win. He will never challenge a master in a one-on-one fight unless necessary.

    Hu Xiaotian smelled the fishy smell faintly emanating from the palm wind, and knew that Yu Wenzheng was using evil secret kung fu, but there was a sword slave advancing with his sword from the front, and a stick monk stalking him from the side, trying to get between the two masters.  Escape is easier said than done.  At that moment, he had an idea, and he used his left shoulder to forcefully catch the stick, sneaked into the inside of the stick monk, and kicked his opponent's Dantian with flying feet.  The stick monk lowered his waist and sat on his horse.  Give up the stick decisively.  His arms were blocked in front of him, but Hu Xiaotian didn't know that this was a false move. He spun lightly and hid behind him.  The red-eyed sword slave didn't care. The sword slashed fiercely and slashed straight at the stick monk blocking the way, without any thought of treating him as an ally.  The stick monk was shocked. How dare he block the knife with his bare hands? At the critical moment, he resorted to the lazy donkey's 18-roll life-saving trick and rolled to the ground.  But he felt a pain in his back. He had been stabbed inexplicably. The pain made him grin and curse.  The sword slave can only mechanically execute killing instructions and does not know how to distinguish between friend and foe.  Anyone who blocks his pursuit of his target will be split open by his sword.  Hu Xiaotian was familiar with the puppet characteristics of the sword slaves, so he used this to make them fight each other like dogs.  The sword slave turned a deaf ear to the cries and curses of the stick monk, his cold and numb face showed no signs of wavering, the blade flashed, and his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.  The stick monk scolded twice but found it boring. He endured the pain and picked up the fallen long stick, wandered around the outside and attacked, but refused to step down to heal his injuries.

    When Yu Wenzheng saw this, he felt secretly angry and issued instructions with strange syllables.  He commanded the sword slave to change directions and attack Hu Xiaotian's right side, while he used the evil magic "Burning Heart Palm" to focus on the opponent's left side.  The three of them surrounded Hu Xiaotian like a revolving lantern and fought fiercely. A strong wind swept through him, and dust and sand billowed within a radius of ten feet, like a sudden tornado.

    Although Yu Wenzheng¡¯s name is not as loud as that of Zhan Feng and Ji Haoming, he is Ning Wufan¡¯s genuine disciple after all. He has been cultivated by the number one person in the evil way for many years. How can he be considered a weakling?  Even if he faced Hu Xiaotian one-on-one, it would be difficult to determine the outcome within a hundred moves.  And a few months ago.  The sword slave even chopped down the top ten non-killing monks in the underworld. Although it was a trick, its lethality was unquestionable.  Yu Wenzheng and Dao Nu have the same mind, one is vicious and changeable, the other is fierce and sturdy.  The master and slave's cooperation in killing the enemy is flawless.  The sword energy is cold and the palm power is sinister.  Hu Xiaotian was killed immediately and was in danger and miserable.

    Hu Xiaotian relied on his supernatural power to dodge his killing moves at the last moment.  Fortunately, the firelight was dim at this time, and the eyesight of everyone except him was greatly affected, making it difficult to accurately capture his figure. Otherwise, life or death would be determined within three to five moves!  At this time, there is only a thin line between life and death.  Without any deliberate guidance, the energy and blood in his body surged, and the true energy began to show signs of communication and connection.  By chance in the past, he was lucky enough to be watered by Shuiyin Essence, and he broke through the first level of restriction of the Underworld Qi Station, and was able to upgrade the World Destroying Overlord Art to the eighth level.  However, there are still six main meridians and eight extra meridians in the body that are not connected, which means that it is more difficult to break through the second and third levels of restrictions.  The moment of life and death is not only a great test for Hu Xiaotian, but also an opportunity to break through the limits.

    The Hades True Qi Lock in Hu Xiaotian's body was placed by Xuanzong himself, and Xuanzong had already reached the realm of innateness. The restrictions he placed implied innate meanings. If you use conventional methods to charge the acupuncture points, there is basically no hope.  You must know that there is a huge difference between the realms of nature and nurture, and there is an insurmountable gap between the two.  Hu Xiaotian is far from being among the innates. If he wants to resolve the restrictions set by Xuanzong, he must either rely on the power of heaven and earth as before, or challenge powerful enemies to enter a state of nothingness and selflessness, abandon life and death, and rely on unintentional thoughts.  Only by breaking the situation can you receive miraculous results.  Once he can successfully integrate Xuanzong's true energy, the benefits will be self-evident.

    Facing the sworn enemies and thinking of the past grudges, Hu Xiaotian¡¯s murderous intention, fighting spirit, and fighting spirit burned to the top, reminding himself that he must never be defeated, and he must never repeat the humiliation of the past!  I would rather die in battle than die together!  He didn't pay attention to the changes in the true energy in his body at all. While holding firm, he fought back desperately, and the sword light came and went in all directions, never extinguishing.

    In terms of his will to fight to the end, there is a huge difference between Yu Wenzheng and his opponent. He has never thought of fighting to the death, so he clearly has several opportunities to seriously injure the enemy, but he cares about his own safety for fear ofHe bit back hard, but let go gently.  After fifteen or six moves, Yu Wenzheng was very impatient. He suddenly let out a scream, stretched out his palms one after another, and attacked harder.

    The sword slave heard the master's instructions, suddenly twitched his left hand, pulled out the sharp soft knife hidden in his waist, swung in the wind, and slashed at Hu Xiaotian's leg joint unexpectedly.  This time, both swords came out at the same time. Even though Hu Xiaotian was a master of swordsmanship, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was difficult to fight with four hands with two fists!  But seeing figures intertwined, white lights colliding, and followed by a muffled bang, Hu Xiaotian was hit on the back by a palm, staggering and falling a few steps, and his meridians were already injured.

    Seeing an opportunity, the stick monk wandering around the outside shook the tip of his stick and stabbed Hu Xiaotian in the side of the waist.

    With a powerful surge, Hu Xiaotian followed the long stick and rolled to the ground, sweeping the sword across, blocking the Sword Slave's incoming killing moves.  The beginning of failure appears.

    Yu Wenzheng was overjoyed.  Both palms struck the chest like cracking rocks.

    boom!  The force of his palm struck the ground, creating a crater nearly ten feet in size.  Hu Xiaotian was like a dragon swimming out of the sea. He slipped out of the way in a dangerous way and thrust his sword at the stick monk with all his strength. He adopted the strategy of avoiding the strong and attacking the weak, dividing and destroying them.  However, the sword slave chased after him like a ghost, his two swords swung with death light, and slashed hard at his exposed back. If Hu Xiaotian hesitated even a little, he would be cut into pieces!

    The stick monk also saw that this was a critical moment of life and death.  He became violent and shouted violently. He then counterattacked with his long stick and stabbed Hu Xiaotian in the throat and face.  The sword is short and the stick is long.  He didn't believe that the other party could stab him first!

    As soon as the long stick came out, the corners of Hu Xiaotian's mouth moved slightly, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spurted out a sharp blood arrow.  He had just suffered a series of heavy blows, but he actually suffered serious internal injuries. The reason why he had been suppressing it and not vomiting blood was to use this bruise to deal with the enemy.

    This blow was unique and unexpected, and the two were too close to each other. The stick monk couldn't dodge, and was hit on the head, face, mouth and nose by the blood beads carrying internal force.  My eyes suddenly stung, and I could no longer see clearly what was ahead.  Hu Xiaotian ducked under his side and hit him with his elbow, causing the stick monk to stumble forward and just in time to block the pursuing sword slave.  But when the sword flashed and blood splattered, the sword slave cut the incoming stick monk into three pieces without hesitation, and continued to slash with the sword like a god of hell under the rain of blood and broken flesh.  The corners of Yu Wenzheng's mouth twitched and he cursed secretly.  Backhand slash.  Hu Xiaotian only breathed a sigh of relief before he fell into the enemy's attack again. In the blink of an eye, he was hit by two palms and a knife. He was seriously injured both internally and externally.  Life is like a dangerous egg.  Fortunately, he avoided the fatal part when he was hit by the knife, otherwise the knife alone would have been enough to make him lose the ability to resist.  Hu Xiaotian was determined to get Yu Wenzheng's policy, but he didn't want to risk his life.  However, due to the weakness of Dao Nu's loss of sanity, he deliberately moved around Yu Wenzheng and used guerrilla moves to force the other party to retreat in a desperate attempt to survive.

    Yu Wenzheng had a big headache. Although he wanted to make a quick decision, he found it difficult to reach the sky when the matter came to a close.  When he was in a dilemma, riding a tiger and unable to dismount, he suddenly saw a cold light whirling from one side, and the man flipped over on his back. A man and a sword came to kill him as if he were entering an uninhabited land. It turned out to be a man in black wearing a bronze mask.  Yu Wenzheng's teeth were itching with hatred, and he had the urge to curse - if this person hadn't secretly harassed and used various means to kill and injure the disciples of the sect, making Huangfu Sect Master suspicious, how could Dugu Yu have been allowed to live until now!  In the final analysis, this man in black is the culprit that caused the whole plan to fail!

    Hu Xiaotian was overjoyed. This cold-faced and warm-hearted sworn brother could not bear to see him die in vain. He put aside his prejudices of black and white and resolutely drew his sword to help!

    Because Gao Qingcheng came and went suddenly in the past few days, like a dragon with no head or tail, no one in the Baiyun Sect had truly experienced his strength.  At this time, he was approaching with his sword, and with the flash of sword light, anyone who blocked his path was killed with one strike of his sword. His killing and destruction power was even greater than that of Hu Xiaotian.  Yu Wenzheng was angry and shocked, why did a master with excellent swordsmanship appear again?  Just looking at his destructive swordsmanship like the wrath of the sea and the dazzling sword light, he was no worse than Ji Haoming.  Could it be that Xuanzong of the Demon Sect has been hiding behind closed doors all these years and secretly trained two peerless swordsmen?

    Yu Wenzheng was filled with distracting thoughts. As soon as he slowed down his hand, a flaw was revealed in the connection of his moves.  Hu Xiaotian took the opportunity to jump out and shouted: "Yu Wenzheng is here!" He had long suspected that this sword slave was related to Gao Qingcheng. If Yu Wenzheng forced him to become a slave, Gao Qingcheng would hate him to the bone.

    After Hu Xiaotian left, Gao Qingcheng hesitated again and again, thinking about the brotherhood, so he quietly followed after him.  He saw the battle situation was stalemate from the outside, with Hu Xiaotian's life and death uncertain. He could no longer suppress the anxiety in his heart and decisively swung his sword to break the formation.  Hearing Hu Xiaotian's call, he was first happy and then angry, his murderous intent suddenly broke out, and he was at Yu Wenzheng's side in an instant, his sword slashed down, and the strong wind was harsh!

    The cold sword intent poured down on his head. Yu Wenzheng's hair stood on end. He did not dare to block the sword with his flesh and blood body. He quickly dodged sideways, waved his fingers, and shot hundreds of fine ox-hair needles at his face.  Gao Qingcheng sneered and whirled his long sword, immediately smashing all the hidden weapons into pieces.  Yu Wenzheng was very knowledgeable and immediately gave the order:The slave turned around to face the enemy, but he struck at Hu Xiaotian with his palm.

    When Gao Qingcheng met the sword slave, his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning. The sword in his hand trembled. His smooth and terrifying swordsmanship stalled, and he was almost injured by the sword slave.  Fortunately, he reacted extremely quickly, almost instinctively using his sword to block, retreating while fighting, and resolving the crisis easily and deftly.  Gao Qingcheng's heart hurt when he saw Dao Slave's insensitive and puppet-like appearance, and he couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.  He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared wildly, with his hair standing on top of his head, like a dying beast letting out a desperate roar. He slashed with the long sword, making a clanging sound, and broke the steel sword in the sword slave's right hand.  The sword slave didn't know what it meant to be afraid and retreat. He stepped forward to bully him, and counterattacked with the soft sword in his left hand, but he still kept attacking.  Gao Qingcheng made a wrong step, reversed the hilt of the sword, and stabbed the numb hole in his back hard.  Dao Slave couldn't hold back his feet, and immediately fell to the ground, unable to move.

    Yu Wenzheng saw the sword slave being restrained from the corner of his eye, and his scalp went numb. How could he dare to deal with these two swordsman masters alone?  Then he made a feint and retreated.

    How could Hu Xiaotian let him escape so easily? He forced himself to take a breath of energy and chased after him, hoping to kill him quickly.

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