The Peerless Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 803

Zhenren Zhang clamped the Weeping Blood Sword between his fingers. The sword was so sharp that he had to take a few steps back.Batian flicked his backhand!Zhang Zhenren was retreated by the sword energy, but fortunately he was not injured.

The apprentices hurried up to support him, Zhang Zhenren paused and said: "Batian, your sword is very powerful, far stronger than my wooden sword, why do you want to be inferior?"

Ba Tian didn't care about this at all, he swung his horizontal sword, the sword energy was mixed with three points of true energy, and he threw out a microwave.

"Master, be careful!"

Zhang Zhenren put his hand on his chest and slid slowly. The speed was very slow, but he formed the momentum of crossing the two instruments, dispelling this wave invisible: "Batian, why are you making killer moves everywhere?"

"Killing you Zhang Sanfeng, I will not waste my life! Look at the trick!"

These words are clear, there are too many people in the martial arts who want Zhang Sanfeng's life, but in the past hundred years, no one can do it.Zhang Sanfeng flung out the wooden sword from his sleeve, which was the seven-star sandalwood sword. The wooden sword had no advantage against the Weeping Blood Sword, but under the power of Tai Chi, the sword energy would disappear without a trace.

Yu Daiyan also rushed over, but he was injured by the sword energy, there was no wound on his body, but he also vomited blood.

"Daiyan?!"

good chance!Zhang Sanfeng is distracted!With one move, Batian divided his true energy into three points, and shot out six qigong waves in a row, hitting Zhang Sanfeng's abdomen directly.

"Master!!!"

Batian laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Zhang Sanfeng, you have finally lost to me, and the martial arts myth has been broken. I am the martial arts myth! I am the number one in the world!"

Two figures in red robes flew over, Ba Tian was distracted for a moment, these two were Qi Mie's subordinates, could it be that Qi Mie also came?He was deeply disturbed: "Why are you here?"

A red-robed man said: "Batian, you have disobeyed the master's order. The master asked you to kill Xingran, but you actually challenged the various factions and even hid the magic weapon. You have committed a heinous crime. The master sent us to kill Xingran." Kill you."

group?In other words, Qi Mie himself is gone?

Batian couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, you two trash can stop me, Batian!"

Zhang Sanfeng sat on the ground, his internal energy was in a state of confusion, and several disciples performed exercises for him to heal his injuries.

"Don't worry, I'll kill Zhang Sanfeng first, and then I'll finish you two."

A sound wave hit, "Master Zhang is a legend in the martial arts world. Without my will, no one would dare to touch him. Batian, you are too impatient to become the overlord."

The man in the white gown floated in the wind, with a light folding fan in his hand, and firm eyes on his immature face.

Although Batian held the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, he trembled a little: "Qi... Young Master Qi."

Qi Mie glanced at him: "Show me your sword."

This, how can Batian agree: "Master Qi Shaozhuang, I followed your order to kill people, but the time has not yet come, why are you in a hurry. As for me to kill Zhang Sanfeng, that is a personal grudge between us, you Nevermind."

The man in the red robe shouted: "Presumptuous! How dare you be rude in front of the young master! Kneel down to the master!"

Kneeling down, and in front of so many juniors in the rivers and lakes, Batian is also a person who wants to save face, how can he do this: "Qi Mie, since you have seen it, you must have guessed it. I took all the weapons of those martial arts sects. , I killed the person too. If it wasn't for the pill in your hand, you wouldn't be my opponent at all."

Qi Mie said: "Oh, is that so? Then I will give you this chance."

The pill was thrown out, and Ba Tian firmly received it in his hand.This is a pill that can remove all control, and Qi Mie didn't pay attention to the old Batian.

After taking the pill, Batian tapped his two acupoints, and felt that the muscles and veins all over his body were unblocked: "Qi Mie, you gave me the antidote, you are courting death."

"Then you can come."

Batian swung his long sword: "There is no life, no death—Ba Sword!"

The sword at the speed of light is comparable to the speed of old man Tianji's qinggong, faster than the blink of an eye, the light of the sword flies towards Qi Mie, but Qi Mie presses the folding fan on the ground, when he raises his hand, the green brick flies up, blocking the sword move, almost Batian shot at the same time.

He played with the turning fan, "The sword energy is good, but unfortunately your skill is not pure enough to control it. This is a weapon made from the things my ancestors guarded. You don't know the power it implies. You only use the sword to feed it. It, but its real secret, you don't know yet."

Ba Tian refused to accept: "Look at the sword again! Xu Ru..."

The words fell silent, before he even had time to call out the name of the sword technique, Qi Mie's folding fan was already against Batian's throat, the folding fan was made of paper, and it didn't look like it was made of paper.No matter what it was made of, Batian is dead.

This time, he was completely dead.

The Weeping Blood Sword was like this, and in Qi Mie's hands, Batian discovered some of its secrets by chance, but the power of the Weeping Blood Sword is far more than that.

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On the small road between the mountains and forests, there were two carriages, and Yun Xiaofeng and Gongsun Yue were sitting in the back of the carriage. Gongsun Yue's injuries were basically healed.

"There is no town in front, but there is a temple." Yun Xiaofeng said: "Unfortunately, there is no one in the temple, and it has been abandoned for a long time. Let's get some wild game to eat, and we don't have much dry food on us."

The temple is not big, only three meditation rooms.But it doesn't match what Yun Xiaofeng described. This place is not deserted. There are a dozen or so monks and an abbot inside.

"Didn't you say there was no one?" Gongsun Yue said.

Yun Xiaofeng scratched his head, "I passed by here before, and there was indeed no one there, maybe a monk lived in later. Wouldn't it be better if someone was there, we can still have some vegetarian food."

When the carriage arrived at the place, the five people got off, and a monk at the door asked, "Several benefactors, are you here to offer incense?"

"No, we're passing by here and want to spend the night, little master, it's convenient."

"Then wait for me to report first, and I'll see what the abbot means." After speaking, the little monk went in.

Lao Cai put his hands on his hips: "This is not a famous mountain or ancient temple. It has to be notified. It's like following Shaolin Temple. Are all monks like this now?"

As soon as the little monk entered the main hall, he whispered in the abbot's ear: "They are here."

The abbot opened his eyes, "Buddha blesses, the prey has really come. Wait for the old monk to go out to meet him. You can arrange the arrangements well, and you can't show your feet."

The abbot is more than 50 years old, and he has a kind smile, but his smile is too simple and honest, which makes people feel hair-raising: "Several benefactors, are you going to live in the humble temple? There is nothing to entertain in the small temple, only simple food and drink."

"It's okay, we will pay the money." Xing Ran said.

Some monks led them directly to the meditation room, the room was fairly clean, but Yun Xiaofeng seemed uneasy.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?" Xing Ran asked.

There was a trace of tension between Yun Xiaofeng's brows: "I can't say it, but I feel that there is a little bit of evil here. I debuted as a killer, but I am very sensitive to any murderous look. These monks are tricky."

"You scare yourself, I can see that they have no martial arts, they are just ordinary people."

It was getting dark so quickly, and the monks brought food, which was non-toxic and safe to eat.Yun Xiaofeng still didn't dare to be careless, it was late at night, he didn't fall asleep, and he was always on guard.

Before he knew it, he was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep. This was the first time since his career as an assassin that he couldn't stay up all night. Could it be that his martial arts had deteriorated?

(End of this chapter)