As soon as Feng Ziyue saw that the woman was revealing the golden bell jar kung fu, he thought that it was Hu Xiaodao's sister, seeing that she was in crisis, how could he stand by and watch, fly out, and with just one sword, he killed all the disciples next to him.

Then the sword light turned and struck Elder Jian's back heart.

This Elder Jian's kung fu is unfathomable, I am afraid that it is not something that can be dealt with with with a sword, Feng Ziyue can see it clearly, so he will strike first except for the surrounding disciples, lest they shout and cause trouble in vain.

Elder Jian laughed strangely, like a long eye on the back of his head, stretched out his hand from the armpit and pierced weirdly, grabbing the tip of Feng Ziyue's sword, only to hear the sound, just like a metal impact, Feng Ziyue's sword tip could not penetrate his fleshy palm, his heart was terrified, and he withdrew his sword and retreated.

Elder Jian also felt a sharp pain in his palm, and his heart was also shocked, since he comprehended part of the innate truth, no one could make him feel pain, he turned around sharply, glared at Feng Ziyue, and grabbed the woman with one hand.

"You kid, that's the one who killed Ji Sansi's idiot?"

Elder Jian didn't panic, and asked loudly, he saw that Feng Ziyue was still young, and he didn't care much in his heart. The woman was torn off her skirt by him, and it was when she was ashamed, she struggled hard, but she couldn't move at all, and when she saw someone coming, she hurriedly shouted for help.

"Help, kill this old thief!"

Feng Ziyue put away his sword and stood up, bowing his head slightly, "Girl, don't worry, I will definitely save you-"

"It's up to you?" Elder Jian laughed, "Do you think that if you kill a few disciples, you will be able to run rampant in the Lihua Palace? If you bump into your grandfather's hands, you will be considered unlucky!"

He laughed strangely, and his other hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Ziyue's head, Feng Ziyue shook his sword light, and the sword pointed at the seven stars, only to hear the jingle ring, and the two of them each took a step back, but no one could help anyone.

"The kid makes a good sword!" Elder Jian was amazed, "It's a pity, if you want to hurt the old man, you can't!"

Feng Ziyue also frowned, this old thief's talisman kung fu, but I don't know what it is, Feng Ziyue has never seen it.

No matter which sect or sect of self-protection hard skills there are traces to follow, but this Elder Jian's palm is as hard as if it was born so hard, and he can't start it for a while.

As soon as his heart moved, the sword came out like electricity, just a flicker, and only a remnant was left in place, Elder Jian was shocked, and when he wanted to retreat, he felt a pain in several places on his body, and the sound of clanging was loud, he hurriedly let go and retreated, the woman staggered out, Feng Ziyue held on, let her sit down against the cave wall, her body shook, and she had taken off her coat and covered the woman's legs.

"What a fast sword!"

Elder Jian was also shocked, this kid's swordsmanship was so fast that even he couldn't react. At that moment just now, his eyes, throat, heart, and lower abdomen were attacked almost at the same time, although he was not afraid, he also instinctively shrank back, causing the woman to let go.

"What a hard body......"

Feng Ziyue looked at the tip of the sword, the five swords were stabbed out just now, and he clearly saw that there were sparks splashing out of it, as if it was stabbed on the hard granite - with his current cultivation, even the hardest stone could be pierced with a sword, how could the body of this old thief be so hard.

"Hahahaha!" Elder Jian saw him frowning and laughed, "Boy, although your swordsmanship is good, the old man has already comprehended the innate and obtained a 'hard' word in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, how can you help me?"

"Innate?"

Feng Ziyue shook his head slowly, "Old guy, you don't have to coax me, with your ability, you can say that you are an innate martial artist, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth!"

Elder Jian's kung fu is mediocre, although it is weird, but in terms of it, he is just an ordinary good hand in the martial arts, compared to Ji Sansi, it is just similar, the only special thing is that he has such a hard body, but I don't know how to condense it - even if Feng Ziyue practices into the body of a divine sword, it is just a similarity.

Seeing that his sword couldn't hurt him, Elder Jian made up his mind, and he was even more fearless, and he laughed again and again.

"Yes, the old man is indeed not a congenital, but in this flower palace, he has been making up for thirty years, and he doesn't know that tens of thousands of girls have been damaged under him - he has a lot of experience with the word 'hard'! Boy, you don't understand, do you?"

"Damn it!"

Feng Ziyue was furious and took out his sword, Elder Jian shook his hands all over, and took three steps back, but he was still unharmed.

This old lewd thief actually realized such an obscene Heaven and Earth Yuan Force in this way!

For decades, he didn't practice martial arts, just blindly picked up and made up, and took pleasure in spoiling girls, and he didn't know how many girls' chastity would be bad in a day.

Thinking of such a disgusting thing, and the number of poor girls, Feng Ziyue was even more furious, and the sword was even more ruthless.

Elder Jian didn't care at first, after all, although Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship was sharp, it couldn't hurt him, but he saw that Feng Ziyue's swordsmanship was getting faster and faster, and it was getting denser and denser, he waved his hands wildly, and he couldn't stop it, only to feel that his whole body was stabbed by the tip of the sword, although he was not injured, but it was in pain, and he roared angrily in his mouth, and kept retreating.

Feng Ziyue's sword momentum is like a storm, this is the peerless Rainstorm Pear Flower Sword Technique of the Kanto Thunderbolt Gate, the sword is fast and dense, making people unstoppable, the speed is fast, the power of each sword is also extremely powerful, although it still can't penetrate Elder Jian's defense, it makes him scream, and the pain is getting heavier and heavier.

"Little ...... Boy, you can't hurt the old man...... Why ......"

In the midst of this rapid offensive, Elder Jian couldn't stop it, and he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Feng Ziyue's sword tip was raised, and he stabbed several swords in a row when he opened his mouth, so painful that his tongue rolled up, and his heart was depressed and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"You...... Don't ...... in vain."

He also wanted to try to say, "You're not leaving...... Wait for my brother and sister...... The two of them came to ......"

At this time, Elder Jian was also extremely depressed, he really didn't want to entangle with this little guy who didn't follow the rules, knowing that the sword couldn't hurt him, but he still had to stab him happily, wasn't he afraid that someone would come if he would delay too long here?

He was definitely not an innate child, so naturally he was not the opponent of those two bastard junior disciples - it was the first time in so many years that Elder Jian missed those two junior disciples so much.

But he heard Feng Ziyue laugh loudly, "Old fellow, that's right, you're as hard as a turtle, my sword can't hurt you-"

"But you don't know one thing......"

Feng Ziyue spoke, but the swordsmanship was non-stop, and the swordsmanship of the pear flower rained all the way, and now it was the second stage, the swordsmanship was denser, and the momentum was even more wild.

"If a person hurts badly, he will die!"

"What?"

Elder Jian only felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he had been stung by thousands of bees, his brain turned black for a while, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The kind of heaven and earth yuan power he cultivates is not perfect, it is indeed hard and incomparable, but it can't block the senses-since he is a double cultivator, then naturally he can't block the senses, otherwise what's the fun?

Therefore, Feng Ziyue's sword stabbed on his body, although it will not hurt, it will also hurt.

At the beginning, when the first stage of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Sword Technique, although the sword technique was dense, the power was slightly lighter, and although he felt that it was itchy all over his body, he could bear it.

But from this second paragraph onwards, every sword is full of a thousand powers, and when the sound sounds, every place is so painful that he almost wants to scream, and now his whole body hurts so much that his brain is dizzy, could it be that people will really die of pain?

"No way! Don't bluff...... Old man!"

Elder Jian shouted violently, waving his hands indiscriminately, he was already completely out of order, he was shrouded in Feng Ziyue's sword technique, he couldn't walk, he couldn't avoid, like a puppet to be slaughtered.

"Old thief, think for yourselves about your sins!

Under the sword of Feng Ziyue, he was merciless, this old thief didn't know how much blood debt he carried, and I don't know how many children of good families were killed by him, and they died painfully, but he was still cheap!

"You fart ......"

Elder Jian was still stiff-mouthed, only to feel that his body was getting more and more painful, his eyes were dark, the scene was blurry, and his heart was panicked, and he wanted to cry without tears.

Don't...... Is it really going to be painful to die?

His whole being had entered a state of confusion, and the only feeling was that the pain was not stopping—no, his body seemed to no longer belong to him, and his soul seemed to have floated out of his body, and only that pain, along with his thoughts, could never be shaken off.

Feng Ziyue's sword was faster, and this had already entered the third stage of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Sword Technique.

"Division...... Brother, come on...... Save...... I ......"

Elder Jian groaned and cried for help, but unfortunately his voice was extremely soft and could not be heard far at all. He staggered in fear in the cave, obviously unable to stand up, but under the blows of the sword coming from all directions, he could not fall down at all, and could only stand and endure the boundless pain.

This is hell!

This is purgatory!

The hateful and painful faces of those victim girls, as well as their desperate and terrible eyes, suddenly appeared in front of him, and Elder Jian could no longer see, so he waved his hands in vain, no longer to block Feng Ziyue's sword, but to wave away those terrible faces.

But how can you swing it?

The blood debt he has owed over the past few decades is all his memories, and he is proud of it, but at this moment, when he understands what despair and pain are, these memories, these blood debts, begin to gnaw at his soul, making him die peacelessly.

"Save ......"

The pain has reached a limit, Elder Jian is bleeding from his seven orifices, it is terrifying, he spits out a word in his mouth, but he can no longer continue, he is actually dying of life and pain, and he is desperate!

Feng Ziyue's sword also stopped at this moment.

But before that, with the death of Elder Jane, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force dissipated, and the last round of the sword had already pierced him with a thousand holes, and the black blood slowly flowed out, losing the support of the sword, and he fell to the ground like a piece of rotten meat.

Such a terrible sight fell on the eyes of those maidens, but it did not cause an exclamation, but a burst of joy!

They are also people who know what is good and bad, and the death of such wicked people will only make them rejoice.

"Hero, thank you for saving your life!"

"Engong, please bow to the little girl!"

After the cheers stopped, the women finally reacted, some of them cried with joy, and some of them struggled to squeeze in front of Feng Ziyue, Ying Ying bowed down, and thanked Ende.

Feng Ziyue shook his head with a wry smile and helped them all up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to save you, but now that we're not out of danger, we're not busy thanking you. ”

This is the depths of the Flower Palace, and it is a difficult task to bring these girls out safely, and it may not be something that can be done now, but it will not be possible to take them away safely until the Flower Palace is destroyed.

Otherwise, even if Feng Ziyue is not afraid of anyone, it is really an impossible task to keep these dozens of girls safe under siege.

Hearing Feng Ziyue say this, several timid girls showed panic again, and couldn't help crying, they also remembered that they came in all the way, and there were many barriers and guards, which were very strict, no matter how great Engong's skills were, there was only one person after all, how could they take them out of the encirclement?

At this time, the girl who had been ripped off her skirt by Elder Jian just now got up, she used Feng Ziyue's coat around her waist, tied a knot, and blocked the two **, but she was generous and walked over.

"Engong, I don't know Engong's surname, since he has cultivated to such a high level, there must be a way to take us out of this demon cave!"

Feng Ziyue saw him coming over and smiled slightly.

"Are you Hu Xiaodao's sister?"

"Huh?" the girl was taken aback, "I'm Hu Xiaofei, how do you know my brother's name?"

Feng Ziyue smiled faintly, "When I saw you perform the Golden Bell Jar Kung Fu, I recognized it, I am your brother's friend, and I have to ask him to save your ......."

Hu Xiaofei remembered that she had cast the golden bell jar just now, and it was the shame of being torn off her skirt by the old thief, her face turned red, she walked up, and kicked Elder Jian who was dead on the ground, and suddenly remembered something, her eyes lit up, revealing a look of surprise.

"Eun Gong, you ...... You're my brother's friend, aren't you...... Could it be the Wind Boy?"

Feng Ziyue smiled and nodded, Hu Xiaofei was overjoyed and clapped her hands happily, "Feng Gongzi, you are here, I believe you will definitely be able to take us out!"

"Which one is the Wind Boy?"

"Is it the Martial Venerable Killer Feng Gongzi?"

There were also several girls from Wuyang City present, naturally they had all heard of Feng Ziyue's prestige, just now I saw his good face, but I didn't dare to misidentify him, and now I heard him admit his identity, they were all overjoyed.

Feng Ziyue's prestige in Wuyang City is extremely strong, although these girls were taken captive earlier, I don't know his heroic deeds of cutting down the young master of the Flower Palace with a sword, but a year ago, in the middle of Feng Zheng Dabi, he killed three martial artists in a row, and his prestige was famous, who didn't know, who didn't know?

Hearing that it was Feng Ziyue who came to save them, although they were still in danger, those girls were suddenly full of confidence.

Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly, but it is also a good thing that these girls have confidence, so that the next plan is less likely to make any mistakes.

(To be continued)