C923 Liu Sheng slashed out with his saber!

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Facing such a threat and mockery, Huo Zhentang showed a disdainful smile on his face. Suddenly, he let out a gasp and threw a punch at a huge boulder at the side of the field!

"Boom!"

The huge boulder, which weighed about a thousand pounds, exploded with a single punch from Huo Zhentang. It split into two halves with a crashing sound!

Shattering the rock with one punch!

This power was enough to stun an ordinary person to the point of being at a loss of what to do!

Hei Chuan and the Black Dragon Society's hall master paled slightly. They were all ordinary people. Against the power of a Daoist cultivator, even if they held a spear, they would still not be able to defeat him.

The dozen or so Black Dragon Guild members subconsciously retreated a few steps, not daring to move forward.

"Good, good job!"

"Come on, Huo Zhentang, chase these arrogant bastards into the sea!"

"Incredible!" Take revenge for us! "

The eyes of the hundred or so people who had lost all lit up as they shouted.

The girl beside Martial Ancestor Qingshan also jumped up in joy. She said happily to Martial Ancestor Qingshan, "Eldest Martial Brother is indeed a talented cultivator. It has only been a few days, his strength has increased again!"

Ancestor Qingshan also nodded slightly. This was his strongest disciple, whose strength was nearing his own. Naturally, he wouldn't need to worry if he went up to fight the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb.

Lysimachia chinensis Thunb hugged his katana and laughed coldly: "You, aren't worthy of fighting with me your master, there is such a possibility!"

What!

F * ck, a martial artist that could shatter a thousand jin boulder with a single punch, how could you say that you're not worthy to fight with me?

All the Chinese fighters were shocked!

"You little ghost, if you want to fight, then fight! Why are you talking so much nonsense!" The girl beside Ancestor Qingshan frowned and cried out.

Lysimachia chinensis Thunb squinted his eyes and looked over, but it suddenly lit up. The girl in front of him was extremely alluring and alluring, with a pair of big eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

"Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha! Who are you? " Lysimachia chinensis Thunb asked arrogantly while holding his katana.

"I am a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, your grandaunt Jing Xiaoya!" The girl stuck her small waist in as she spoke in a huff.

"Alright, Jing Xiaoya! Once I defeat your senior brother and master, I will spar with you. But, I have to change locations! " Lysimachia chinensis Thunb emphasized the word "fight" to a new place. His eyes were filled with obscenity.

"Fuck, go f * cking die!"

Hearing Lysimachia chinensis Thunb insult his junior sister, how could Huo Zhentang endure it? His entire body exploded, the air was like a surging tide, releasing a sound wave, force was exerted under his feet, and even a piece of the cement ground was blown away. He instantly charged forward!

This punch tore through the air, emitting a whistling sound, causing the faces of Hei Chuan and the Black Dragon Guild's men to instantly pale!

"Eight gems, what a fierce fist force!"

The little ghost couldn't help but take a deep breath. This Huo Zhentang was indeed extraordinary, he was much stronger than the Taoist Master Hua Xia!

Without even drawing the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb's katana, he extended his palm and slammed it down!

"Boom!"

When the fist power collided with the palm wind, a cracking sound could be heard!

Huo Zhentang's right arm was broken in a flash. His whole body was smashed to the ground by the impact. The cement ground cracked like a spider web. It was extremely horrifying!

Everyone was stunned on the spot as they watched in disbelief.

This little devil was really powerful!

"I said it already, you can't beat me! "East Asian sickman!" The arrogant and domineering eyes of the Lysimachia chinensis Thunb brightened. He only looked at Ancestor Qingshan and crooked his fingers, "Now, it's your turn!"

Suddenly, he let out a low shout, and his skinny figure leaped up like a tiger or leopard out of the ground. His entire body dashed over ten meters away in a flash, and his palms tore through the air.

Looking from afar, there were seven palm shadows of Patriarch Qingshan's palm as he blasted out. It was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"This is the Rushing Thunder Hand from the Green Mountain Sect? "His speed is indeed fast!" The Lysimachia chinensis Thunb did not dare to be careless this time, and immediately slashed out with the katana in his hand!

"First slash of Liu Sheng!"

A formless and powerful energy erupted from the katana, piercing through all seven palm shadows in one go. Amidst the light waves, an extremely obvious saber Qi, which was invisible to the naked eye, slashed towards Ancestor Qingshan's chest with an incredibly terrifying speed.

Patriarch Qingshan was startled. Although the saber Qi was invisible to the naked eye, he could sense with his intuition that a fatal attack was rapidly approaching him.

As he explosively retreated, Martial Ancestor Qingshan used his hands to protect his head and with a loud bang, the air exploded open with a loud bang. Blood spurted out of Martial Ancestor Qingshan's arm!

"Hmph!" With a muffled groan, Ancestor Qingshan flew out and fell on the ground. His entire arm was cut by a knife and was badly mutilated.

The Lysimachia chinensis Thunb, who had gained the upper hand, rushed over. Like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey, he extended his leg and stomped on the chest of Ancestor Qingshan, stomping his entire body on the ground!

"Boom!"

A loud sound rang out, as if two trucks had collided. Patriarch Qingshan smashed heavily onto the ground. The hard concrete ground caved in, and numerous small web-like cracks appeared on it. It was a shocking sight to behold.

Patriarch Qingshan's chest was heavily pressed down, as if he had been stepped on by an elephant. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he was on the verge of losing his life!

"You guys are too weak, Ancestor Qingshan?" If you train for another ten to twenty years, you would be able to receive two more strikes from me. But right now, you can't even take one strike from me, you piece of trash! "

Lysimachia chinensis Thunb stepped on Ancestor Qingshan and slowly withdrew his katana. He arrogantly yelled: "Who else dares to disobey? Come out and challenge me!"

There were more than a hundred warriors on the scene, but no one dared to say another word. All of them were dejected and speechless.

"Master!" Wang Yang Bing and the little girl Jing Xiaoya turned pale with fright. They rushed over in order to help, but an invisible force sent them flying and they landed on the ground.

"Hehehehehe, little beauty, if you are willing to spend the night with me, I will keep your master's life. If you are not willing, hahaha, after this kick, your master will be leaving you forever!" Lysimachia chinensis Thunb stepped on Ancestor Qingshan, who was vomiting blood, fiercely. His eyes were filled with obscenity, licked his lips, and shouted with an extremely arrogant and domineering attitude.

Jing Xiaoya's pretty face was devoid of color as she subconsciously took two steps back. Her pair of lively eyes had turned serious as well.

She looked around hopefully, but there were hundreds of people in the scene, all scarred and without fighting spirit. There was no way anyone could save her.

His senior brother's arm had been broken by Lysimachia chinensis Thunb's palm, and his strongest master was also under his feet. What was this Lysimachia chinensis Thunb trying to do, who could stop him?

A feeling of fear and nervousness, as if facing death, leaped into her heart. Jing Xiaoya's heart was filled with despair.