Chapter 545: Bare Hand Against Flying Sword

The law suddenly changed his palm into a fist, pinched the fist seal, and the golden light on the fist was shining.

"Break the sky!"

Powerful power burst out, fist light flashed, and the scorching golden light turned into a fierce fist wind raging in all directions.

The Heaven Breaking God Fist is now able to burst out with a tenfold attack, how much power that force should be, it is unimaginable, and the spear cyclone that the disciples of Cold Wind Valley urged together was torn apart in an instant.

Bang bang!

The powerful force shook everyone upside down and flew out, spitting blood from their mouths and floating in their breath.

"Impossible! How could he be so strong? ”

Li Yun's eyes trembled, and he struggled to staggering to his feet, his eyes full of shock.

Gathering the strength of everyone, even ordinary martial artists are definitely not the other party, and now they were defeated in a meeting, is he a monster?

The power of the opponent's fist was too great, and it was crushed by a strong force of devastating and decaying, and they couldn't resist it at all, and the cyclone evolved from the spear was instantly defeated.

Who knew that the robbery actually encountered such a hard stubble, and Li Yun's heart was bitter.

I don't know if Shizun and they will rush over when they receive the signal, I don't know if Senior Brother Huang and they have succeeded in chasing Fang Lao Wei, if there is no help, this time they will be completely planted.

"Hand over the storage ring and spare your lives, I don't want to kill!"

was robbed inexplicably, Zhou Lin was unhappy from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't plan to kill them all, and he was not a person who loved to kill.

Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, the other party was too strong, as long as he could escape with his life, when the master came, everything would be able to be taken back at that time.

Before a few disciples of Cold Wind Valley could move, suddenly a loud roar came from a distance: "Boy, you dare to rob my people in Cold Wind Valley, who gave you such a bold son!" Lie down for me! ”

Sou!

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a flying sword suddenly came.

The cold wind swept in, the cold air was fierce, and the flying sword rushed straight to the door with a fierce killing intent.

"Senior Brother Huang!"

"Senior Brother Huang is here!"

"We're saved!"

The people of Coldwind Valley struggled to their feet, and there was a look of joy on their faces.

Li Yun hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Huang, this person is very strong, be careful!" ”

Rumble!

The flying sword with silver light was smashed away with a punch, and the terrifying power collided, shaking out a circle of violent qi, and then everyone in Cold Wind Valley saw an unforgettable scene so far.

A huge fist flashed with blazing golden light, poked out from the qi wave, suddenly opened his palm and grabbed it, grabbed the flying sword in his hand, and pinched it with dead strength, and the light on the flying sword was instantly shattered.

Yes!

Huang Feihu let out a terrible scream, and the spiritual consciousness attached to the flying sword was pinched and exploded, causing his heart to recoil, his headache to split, and his seven orifices to bleed.

"A piece of broken copper and iron, give it back to you!"

Zhou Lin flicked his backhand, and the dull flying sword shot out like a piece of iron at an extremely fast speed.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The crowd exclaimed nervously.

At the critical moment, this Tianjiao of Cold Wind Valley only had time to take out a black shield to block it in front of him.

Rumble!

The flying sword exploded on the shield, even if it was an iron wall, it also exploded a huge hole at this moment, and a terrifying force came from the flying sword, which was even several times more powerful than when he urged the flying sword with all his strength, and it directly shocked him and flew out.

After landing, he retreated dozens of feet with his shield on his shoulder, and ploughed two deep ravines in the wide street.

Huang Feihu's body was trembling, the tiger's mouth in his palm was cracked, blood was flowing, the hands holding the shield were almost out of strength, and the violent power invaded the body along the meridians, raging in the body, instantly making him lose his combat effectiveness.

It wasn't until a moment later that he recovered, which showed how powerful Zhou Lin's backhand was to shake it.

The carnival of the disciples of Cold Wind Valley, who were still shouting excitedly just now, stopped abruptly, like a duck sticking out of its neck was lifted up in an instant, stuck in its neck in one breath and unable to spit it out, and its face was flushed.

Taking a deep breath, the blood all over his body began to churn, Huang Feihu gently wiped the blood marks from the corners of his mouth, pulled out the flying sword from the shield, and felt the sorrowful sound of the flying sword trembling gently, his eyes began to breathe fire: "You are very strong, but you dare to provoke my disciple of Cold Wind Valley, you are dead!" ”

"Even if it's Wuzun, the Wuzun I've killed is not one or two."

"I have two flying swords, and today you are qualified to see my second flying sword."

After speaking, he took the flying sword that was seriously damaged by his spirit into his arms very preciously, and then opened his mouth and spit out a small blood-red sword.

The small sword grew in the wind, wantonly releasing its fierce aura in the wind, and the light around it suddenly distorted because of the appearance of this blood-colored small sword, and those starlight distorted to produce countless wonderful arcs of light, like a lot of scales lit up on the calm water surface.

Then a clear sword roar sounded beside Huang Feihu, and the blood-red little sword was only the size of a palm, and it suddenly flew out at this moment, blending into the scale light and disappearing.

Laugh at!

The sound of the sword sounded, and countless scales of light seemed to come to life, turning into countless feather arrows and shooting all over Zhou Lin's body at the same time.

This is clearly a life-and-death struggle, and there is no room for it.

"It's ridiculous that you want to rob me, but you say that I am here to rob you! Are the people of Coldwind Valley so shameless? ”

"I've seen a lot of flying swords, and there really isn't one as shameless as you."

Zhou Lin's calm and indifferent voice sounded in the firelight, and countless faint sword shadows jumped up in the scale light, constantly slashing.

No one knew how many times Huang Feihu's flying sword had slashed in this breath of time, only to see the sparks that burst into flames in the strong wind to form flying fireworks, churning endlessly.

The wide streets were filled with pin drops, and everyone held their breath, all watching nervously on the battle.

Flying swords attack, extremely dangerous, such a battle, life and death are often an instant.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, a wisp of blood appeared on Huang Feihu's left face, and a slight crack appeared on his skin, he reached out and touched it, wiping away the blood that slowly oozes out, and his face was unprecedentedly dignified.

The speed is too fast, so fast that the eyes can't catch the trace of the flying sword at all, and even if they vaguely catch a trace of the sword shadow, it is one step slower than the real location of the flying sword.

Laugh at!

The sleeve of his right hand fluttered off a corner, and an obvious cut clearly appeared on his arm, and blood stained his clothes red.

Huang Feihu's face was pale, and he realized that he still underestimated his opponent too much

"It's too slow! You're too slow to draw your sword, that's what you call qualified? That's all you qualify! ”

The surroundings suddenly lit up, the line of sight returned to normal, and everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the figure.

The blood-red flying sword made a buzzing sound in the air, and Zhou Lin's two fingers firmly clamped the flying sword, making it unable to move.

He ...... He actually caught the flying sword with his bare hands! ”

"Could it be that he has been fighting with his bare hands just now? Oh my God, it's horrible! ”

Ye Qiu had a hellish expression, and the young man was standing there, holding the flying sword with one hand, no matter how hard the flying sword struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

His expression was grim, his long hair was flying, and his dark eyes were as deep as a galaxy, making it difficult to see the depths.

All the people who saw this scene inexplicably felt a chill in their hearts, this person was even more terrifying than the demon god!

(End of chapter)