I will live forever in the martial arts world

Chapter 41 Are you the one who hurt my disciple?
Xiang Shaolong never expected to see his giant master appear on the long street. Just as he greeted the master, he felt the collision of qi between the master and the Six Sword Slave.

It was even more unexpected and difficult to capture the Six Sword Slave's movements.

boom!
Murderous aura boiling like an ocean suddenly erupted from the six people. It was so angry that even the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, spreading and erupting like a real stormy wave!

Xiang Shaolong felt that after Zhen Gang's word "kill", a few dozen feet ahead, it was as if a small nuclear warhead had been detonated. The terrifying murderous aura wave pushed the air, layer upon layer, and spread hundreds of feet in an instant!
He finally fully felt the power of these six terrifying killing gods.

Just being hit by the murderous aura that spread instantly from them was like a drowning person trapped in a sea, being hit by waves more than ten feet high!
Not only was the body trembling instinctively, but even the spirit suddenly blackened, completely robbed by it, and lost all instinctive movements, like a pig or dog waiting to be slaughtered.

This is the Six Sword Slaves, the momentum that six super masters can unleash together.

Xiang Shaolong was tens of feet away, feeling as if he had already been killed once. He couldn't imagine what would happen if he faced the giant master of the Six Sword Slaves head-on.

hum! !

The Six-fingered Black Man almost didn't feel the Six Sword Slave's aura fluctuations at all, and the figures of the six people teleported more than ten feet to six directions in front, back, left, right, up and down of him.

The next moment!
Zhen Gang stabbed his throat with his sword, and two top sword slaves, Zhuan Po and Mie Hun, who looked like women, instantly threw out the chains, restraining his body and left Mo Mei!

The monster slit his throat directly from top to bottom.

The sword slave wearing Duanshui in the dark was directly invisible, but the sword energy roared from under his feet like an earth dragon.

Behind him, there was an extremely violent giant sword, smashing down like a pillar of heaven collapsing.

The murderous intent billowing into the sky, carrying a destructive force, is overwhelming and pervasive, like a dragnet in mythology. Once triggered, not to mention humans, even gods and demons who have violated the laws of heaven will be affected by the combined power of the Six Sword Slaves. With one blow, he died tragically instantly!

Time seems to be frozen in that place.

next moment!
Six Sword Slaves, six famous ancient swords, mercilessly pierced the Six-fingered Black Man's throat, Tianling Cap, front heart, back, legs, and hands!

The Mohist giant, the Six Fingered Black Man, was instantly torn apart by the Six Sword Slaves!
"Master!"

When Xiang Shaolong saw this scene, he yelled heartbreakingly:
"No!"

When he came to this era, the Six-fingered Black Man was the only person he respected. He taught him martial arts and swordsmanship. His kindness was overwhelming. He was his master!
But did not expect.

Just when Xiang Shaolong roared.

The Six Sword Slaves who had clearly torn apart the Six-Fingered Black Man all had strange expressions on their faces. Zhen Gang's expression changed slightly: "Fake body!"

In an instant, he felt that in the dark night, a "sword" without an edge like a "ruler" penetrated the air, and came with an explosive force as a measure of heaven and earth.

The black eyebrow has no edge, and the sword has no tip, and its usage is as skillful as it is clumsy.

Woohoo!

With this swing, the zhenqi like a roaring tsunami in the body of the six-fingered black man suddenly rose up, increased the speed again, and swung towards Zhen Gang's head!
He is not dead!

The person who died was the fake body that had been prepared long ago.

As a giant of the Mohist family, Six Finger Black Man, as a figure who leads tens of thousands of children of the Mohist family, can't be a brainless person. In addition, two generations of giants of the Mohist family have died at the hands of Six Sword Slaves.

He and the entire Mo family already had a good grasp of the Six Sword Slaves' strength and attack methods.

The strength of each of the Six Sword Slaves far exceeds that of any ordinary master in the world. They were all world-famous masters in the past. After becoming assassins, they became even better at assassination.

After these six people joined the snare, even their auras were trained to become one person, more suitable for rising up in secret.

Not only hundreds of masters, but also important figures in the Seven Kingdoms were all undefended and suddenly assassinated to death by the Six Sword Slaves who had been ambushing in a certain environment.

Such six people, six super masters secretly assassinated, theoretically speaking, almost no great master in the world can escape unscathed.

Therefore, the Six-Fingered Black Man took the initiative to turn light into darkness, and first cracked the most powerful secret assassination of the Six Sword Slaves. Then, he asked the Mo family to prepare a fake machine stand-in in advance, which further defused the most powerful attack of the Six Sword Slaves. The first attack in which six people surrounded and killed him instantly.

Then the real body suddenly rose up and took action, directly picking Zhen Gang to kill!
"As expected of a giant from the Mo family!" This thought occurred to the Six Sword Slaves at the same time.Zhen Gang saw the six-fingered black man swinging his "chi", and the air flow hit his face. His face was trembling due to pressure, but the emotion in his eyes was calm, as if he didn't care at all.

Because, just when this foot was about to kill Zhen Gang.

Dangdang!
Mo Mei was once again locked by the chains of soul-turning and soul-destroying.

Dangerously and dangerously, it stopped five inches between Zhen Gang's eyebrows!
"Pity!"

Zhen Gang's eyes reflected the black ruler that was only a few inches away in front of him, and he could even clearly see the ancient lines on the ink ruler:
"You almost killed me, but the Six Sword Slaves are both six people and one person. Two fists can't beat four hands, and the same goes for the Grand Master."

One word!

Zhen Gang raised his sword and slashed horizontally at the Six-Fingered Black Man once again, sending violent energy billowing out in all directions.

The Six-fingered Black Man never expected that even though he had made double preparations, he still could not kill one of the Six-Finger Slaves.

These six people seem to share the same mind!
Even if he tried his best, it would not work at all.

Seeing Zhen Gang's second sword sweeping across, the six-fingered black man once again felt the terrifying murderous aura that shrouded the sky and the earth, because not only Zhen Gang, but also several other sword slaves also launched the second six-in-one battle. Surround and kill!

Rumble!
Facing a dead end again, it seems that Six Sword Slave has no solution at all!
The six-fingered black man's face changed drastically, and the true energy of the great master surged all over his body. He shouted loudly, and forcefully pulled the chains of soul-turning and soul-destroying, causing his eyebrows to rise dangerously in the air. Within an inch, he caught Zhen Gang's sword!
when!
Sparks fly!

Rumble!
The bluestone ground beneath his feet suddenly shattered.

Whoa!
Broken stones roared and exploded in all directions, flying in all directions amidst a series of terrifying sounds of breaking through the air!

The six-fingered black man received a frontal blow, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden chill from behind, and blood burst into the night sky.

He blocked the front-on collaboration of Zhen Gang, Zhuan Po, and Destroying Soul, but his back was wide open, and he was hit directly in the back by Luan Shen's sword. Even the Grand Master's body-protecting Qi was torn apart, leaving behind There was a terrible scar that was deep enough to show the bone.

At the same time, two murderous auras came from his neck and feet at the same time.

The Six Sword Slave's eyes were lifeless, and he was about to kill the Six-Fingered Black Man.

Unexpectedly, the Six-Fingered Black Man's feet moved, and a wooden box slipped from his sleeves. Suddenly, "Carrara" changed in the air, turning into two shields on the left and right.

Dangdang!

Once again, he blocked two attacks, grabbed his black eyebrows and raised them, then flew out more than ten feet and landed next to Xiang Shaolong.

There were bloodstains all along the road.

Zhen Gang said coldly: "The Mohist Mechanism's masterpiece 'Always Changeable' is really interesting. Unfortunately, you are already injured and you can't stop the third round of attacks by the six of us. What's more... we are not only six people."

The words fell for a moment.

Black and white Xuanjian had already taken action.

What an honor it is to hunt down the leaders of various schools. Although they were heading for Jiang Taiyi at first, they didn't expect that a Mohist giant would appear in the middle, but... it's all the same.

Being able to kill a Mohist giant is equally exciting.

The Six-fingered Black Man just jumped out of the Six Sword Slave's encirclement. Unexpectedly, he faced Xuan Jian, who had been waiting for him for a long time, to kill him with a sword. His heart was shaken. Am I going to die here today?
We cannot avenge two generations of giants!
hatred! !

But Mo Mei must not be lost. He looked at Xiang Shaolong beside him, and suddenly felt a little comforted. Fortunately, there was a Mo family disciple beside him, who could...

Black and white Xuanjian slashed down with two swords. He could feel the excitement of the two swords in his hands. How pleasant it would be if he could swallow the soul of the Mohist giant...

This sword was like a blue dragon coming out of a cave, a dragon coming out of an abyss, roaring deep into the mountains, the passionate sound of the sword echoing, and the dense sword light instantly spanned a distance of nearly ten feet, tearing towards the six-fingered black man.

Suddenly, under the night, there was a faint man's voice blowing in the wind, without any ripples:
"Looking at the aura of the sword, it should be the Jiang disciple you injured."

(End of this chapter)