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Since the battle between Wushan Gorge and the Lord of the Inviting Moon Palace, Wang Dong has once again advanced by leaps and bounds in martial arts, especially swordsmanship, although it is not said that it is a thousand miles a day, but it is not far away.

Even though Wang Dong's swordsmanship is not called transcendent, it has reached a situation that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

It was just a sword drawing action, and the life-killing sword had not yet been unsheathed, but the sword momentum had been stretched to the fullest, and in an instant, a sharp and killing qi rushed into the sky.

Strength into a sword!

In mid-air, plum blossoms rushed away, and a long dragon shot towards Mr. Iron Flute.

Mr. Iron Flute's face changed drastically.

It is simply appalling that such a vision can be created with a breath that does not trigger.

He has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for nearly a year, and he doesn't know how many powerful swordsmen he has encountered in his life, and how many amazing swordsmanship he has seen, but the sword momentum that is sharp to such a state is really only seen in his life.

Even if a fool thinks about it with his ass, he can know that once this sword momentum is activated, it will definitely be an earth-shattering shock, and the power is extremely powerful.

Mr. Iron Flute is certainly not a fool.

He had a retreat in his heart, and if he could, he would have slipped away, but the alarm bell that rang sharply in the depths of his heart told him plainly that he must not escape.

An astonishing aura had already locked him on, making him unable to escape, unable to escape, and any other way to deal with it except to face it was self-defeating.

After all, Mr. Iron Flute is also a generation of masters, but he has made up his mind in a blink of an eye, he shouted like thunder, and with a movement of his right hand, the iron flute in his palm turned into a streamer and came out!

At the same time, his body hung upside down, his head and feet, a palm pierced through the air, and pressed on the top of Wang Dong's head like a raging wind.

"Choke!"

In the sound of gold and iron, the life-killing sword lightning came out of its sheath.

The king moved his wrist in. Just listen to the crisp sound of "dang", and hit the iron flute that shoots in the slightest.

Between the flames of light, Mr. Iron Flute only felt that a violent surge suddenly rose on the ground, which made people feel cold all over his body, and his eyes narrowed slightly, it was difficult to force his eyes.

Swish!

Wang Dong stabbed out with another sword, and the light spread out and flew out into the sky.

His figure also followed suit, shooting out like sharp arrows. When the human sword merged, it was like a long rainbow crossing, and the plum blossoms flying in the air were swept by the long rainbow, and suddenly they were shattered, and the pollen fell in a flutter.

In mid-air, Mr. Iron Flute let out a short, poignant howl. Flying lightly towards the courtyard wall, he swept out two or three feet, and suddenly a blood flower cracked in his chest, and he fell down obliquely, and lost his life.

As soon as Mr. Tie Di died, Zhao Zhengyi, Tian Qi. Master Xinmei and the others all changed color.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Zhao Zhengyi made a false move, got out of the battle circle, and was about to flee immediately.

The green shadow flashed. One person blocked his escape route.

"No way!" Wang Dong said with a smile.

"Get out of here!" Zhao Zhengyi roared, and his legs spun like a top, bringing a strong whirlwind, and the momentum was amazing.

Wang Dong just shook his head. I don't see how to move, and I grab it lightly. The five fingers swirled, grabbed from the gap in his legs, and pinched Zhao Zhengyi's throat lightly, and as soon as he exhaled his strength, he could immediately cut off his throat bone.

"Rao...... Spare your life! ”

Zhao Zhengyi's face turned pale, and he begged for mercy tremblingly.

"He's mine!"

Ah Fei swung away the bronze Buddha beads with a sword and said indifferently.

"Good!"

Wang Dong nodded when he heard this, the claw power immediately dissipated, and the fierce force turned into a soft breath like a wave, Zhao Zhengyi was involuntarily pushed by this force, and the whole person crashed towards Ah Fei.

This hand is simple, but in the case of the strength has been vomited, it is said that it will be received, and the sending and receiving will be from the heart, such as the arm and the fingers, the ingenuity of the strength, the smart change of luck, and the harmonious transformation between them, looking at the size of the world, I am afraid that few people can do it.

"Thank you!" Ah Fei cherished the words like gold, the long sword was reversed, passed through the strangulation, and stabbed Zhao Zhengyi in the chest.

"Amitabha!" Master Xinmei proclaimed the Buddha's horn in his mouth, put flowers on his chest with one hand, and condensed his majestic strength with the other hand, driving the power of the four monks behind him to strike out.

The strong palm power instantly killed in front of Ah Fei, and the seal fell.

"The monks used to sneak attack and kill people!" Wang Dong laughed, his body flashed, and Master Xinmei only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the other party had staggered into the gap between him and Ah Fei.

Master Xinmei frowned slightly, and the offensive remained unchanged, but the target was changed to Wang Dong.

Wang Dong waved the sleeves of his robe, and the wide sleeves of his robe suddenly swelled, as if he was filled with energy, and there was a muffled bang, and the strength intersected, and his heart snorted, and he took a few steps backwards.

He and the other four Shaolin masters formed an Arhat formation, the formation was mellow and transformed, just like one person, he retreated, and the other four monks also staggered and kept retreating.

"The robe subdues the demons?!" Master Xinmei stared at Wang Dong in surprise, his voice was both shocked and surprised.

Wang raised his eyebrows, his seventy-two stunts were won from the Shaolin Temple in the Luding world, but Shaolin, Wudang is a frequent visitor in the martial arts world, and the Shaolin Temple in this world also has seventy-two stunt martial arts, but even if it is somewhat similar, it will not be exactly the same, otherwise the tone of Master Xinmei will not be so weird.

"Oh! Am I doing this in a robe? Then let's see what my trick is! Wang Dong spoke, pressed his right, and sent out with a wave of energy, and the unbearable palm power gushed out, covering Xu Fangyuan, covering the five monks of the heart eyebrow master!

The five monks change color in unison!

"Pranya?! No, it's not! ”

Master Xinmei's face changed, both surprised and shocked, this palm at first glance looks like a Shaolin-like palm, but if you look closely, it seems to be very different, but the subtlety is different, it is really hard to believe.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, his breath was like electricity, he held flowers in one hand, and formed a demon seal in the other! Drive the changes in the body of the four monks behind him.

Thunderous shout, Demon Suppression Seal Fist!

A punch is like a dragon out of the sea, smashing the king's chest.

Wang Dong smiled, moved his right hand slightly, and struck out with a light palm, cutting off Master Xinmei's demon subduing fist technique.

A palm, a fist against the air, the strength of the escape.

Without waiting for Xinmei's next movement, Wang changed his palm, grabbed his five fingers downward, and his nails swooped out, spitting out like a blade, cutting into Xinmei's fist.

Xinmei was taken aback, and was about to struggle, when a powerful suction force surged from Wang Dong's palm, and Xinmei only felt that the true qi in her body was like a flood that burst a dam, surging outward.

He struggled hard, but still couldn't get rid of it, and suddenly said in shock: "This ...... What kind of magic is this?! ”

"Magic skills?!" Wang Dong chuckled: "My star-sucking ** to take other people's skills for my use, it is the Taoist authentic superior mental method, the world is ignorant, thinking it is evil art!" I thought that the Shaolin monks were well-informed, but I didn't expect to be so stupid! (To be continued)