My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

"Bian Xiaolong!" General Gao's expression changed, and he directly raised the weapon in his hand, aiming at Bian Xiaolong.

This time the disaster, the culprit, is right in front of us.

Bian Xiaolong wasn't worried at all, and walked straight forward, his gaze kept on Su Xing, never moving away.

"I really didn't expect that your attainments in medicine are so high."

In his expression, there was a bit of admiration that couldn't be concealed.

"Among those who specialize in martial arts, I am afraid there is no one who is stronger than your medical skills."

"I never admit that there are geniuses in this world, except me..."

"But today, I have to say that you, Su Xing, are indeed a genius."

His voice is not loud, but it can be clearly heard by everyone.

The soldiers all turned their heads and looked at the culprit who was still talking and laughing.

And at the corner of the back mountain, Jiang Yibing, who was dressed in a mess, raised his head abruptly.

Her secretary was supporting her, and the two looked at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

After the last time, Jiang Yibing did not give up, and has been paying attention to the movements of Jianghu.

After knowing what Bian Xiaolong did in Nanzhou High School today, he ran over with his secretary immediately.

It's a pity that I met that terrifying living dead on the road, and I wasted a lot of energy and got very embarrassed before I escaped.

Now that they heard these words, they couldn't help but noticed the word Su Xing.

"He... He ran into Bian Xiaolong?" The secretary's eyes showed a bit of worry, "It's clearly stated on the forum, he can't be Bian Xiaolong's opponent at all..."

"What I'm curious about is..." Jiang Yibing thought for a while, "Bian Xiaolong himself is already a very rare genius, what did Su Xing show to make him feel sincerely that Su Xing is a real genius? .”

The two made up their minds, and quickly chased after Bian Xiaolong's voice in the opposite direction.

On the frontal battlefield, General Gao was about to shoot.

There are hundreds of weapons here, as long as they fire, he doesn't believe that Bian Xiaolong can handle it.

"General Gao, you'd better not shoot." Bian Xiaolong said again, "Otherwise... I will stay under the Nanzhou High School, but there are hundreds of living dead. If you shoot, I will kill them Everyone in the High School Affiliated to Nantah University will be buried with me!"

hiss……

Bian Xiaolong's words immediately made everyone tremble.

There was a chill in my heart.

Su Xing stepped forward and said calmly, "What do you want?"

"I'm going to kill you." Bian Xiaolong suddenly pulled a playful smile, "I've changed my mind, I don't plan to touch anyone else, today, as long as I kill you here, it's worth it."

"Come and try." Su Xing also smiled lightly.

Don't care.

Just like meeting for the first time, the eyes of the two met. In the calmness, there was a faint murderous aura.

One is a 15-year-old Pianpian boy, and the other is a gentle and gentle young man.

At this time, no one dared to intervene.

Apart from the old man Ling Xiao, Su Xing could feel that this Bian Xiaolong was almost the strongest opponent he had encountered so far.

Although in terms of realm, there may not be first-rate...

But the dangerous pressure on him is comparable to that of a first-class master.

"I'll let you be the first one to experience the ancient Chinese martial arts that I have learned during my travels in China over the years!" Bian Xiaolong snorted softly, and his whole body moved from stillness, bursting out with terrifying speed , Almost in the blink of an eye, General Gao was horrified to find that the other party rushed to him.

It was only a palm away from Su Xing.

"Red Practicing Palm!" In an instant, Bian Xiaolong's palm turned scarlet, and he slapped Su Xing.

When the familiar name came out, Su Xing couldn't help being surprised.

Isn't this the housekeeping skill of Wu Mochou, who is known as the "Chilian Fairy" in the famous Jin Yong's novels in his previous life!

He never thought that he would encounter such a thing in this life.

Su Xing didn't intend to dodge, and wanted to try it out, what kind of power does the poisonous martial arts that existed in the martial arts novels of his previous life have.

He was really lucky, and with a simple fire-promoting palm with his backhand, he went up to meet him.

boom.

The two palms intersected, and a gust of wind erupted from their hands, knocking down the nearby General Gao and a group of soldiers.

The power of one palm is so terrifying.

General Gao couldn't help clenching his fists, envy flashed in his heart.

People in the army, the most revered are the strong.

But now, the two fighting in front of him are so powerful just by fighting, which is not comparable to any soldier king special forces in their army.

Su Xing didn't use all his strength in this palm.

However, his tyrannical first-class master's strength is also not something that Bian Xiaolong can withstand.

After one palm, Bian Xiaolong retreated five steps violently, his face changed slightly.

"You are actually a first-class existence!"

He stared at Su Xing with a bit of jealousy in his eyes.

I thought that my position on Su Xing was already quite high.

But Bian Xiaolong didn't expect that it was still low.

The medical skills are not inferior to his own, and at the same time, he has such a terrifying cultivation...

"15-year-old first-rate... Where did you come from, a monster!?"

At this moment, he couldn't help shouting angrily.

At this time, Jiang Yibing and the secretary had just rushed to the edge of the battlefield.

After all, they withstood the gust of wind that the two fought just now, but Bian Xiaolong's words afterward frightened them solidly.

"One...first class?" Jiang Yibing, who is so cold and aloof, Yujie, mentioned these two words, and she was a little awkward to speak.

"How is it possible..." She shook her head again, still unable to believe it.

What is the concept of a first-class expert!
After reading Jianghu forums for a few days, she already knew that first-class masters can establish sects.

Generally, among the second- and third-rate sects, the elder sect masters are only at this level.

"Su Xing, you're only 15 years old, it's impossible!" The secretary also shook his head.

They couldn't believe it at all.

Even if it was said by Bian Xiaolong himself.

On the frontal battlefield.

Su Xing was squinting, looking at his palm.

Five cinnabar-like fingerprints had already been printed on the originally clean hands.

It is extremely similar to the Chilian Divine Palm written in Jin's old book.

"Where did you come from, your red palm?" Su Xing couldn't help but ask.

Vaguely, he had a slightly terrifying conjecture.

Could it be... There is some kind of connection between this world and my previous life that I don't know?
At this moment, his palms were already starting to go numb, presumably the poison from the Chilian God Palm had begun to take hold.

Bian Xiaolong also showed a bit of pride, looked at his red palm, and said: "This red palm is a martial art that I discovered when I was traveling in China and passing through the Valley of Heartlessness. .”

"Although the grade is not sure what grade it is, its power is definitely not weaker than Xuanji martial arts."

"Whoever gets this palm will turn black and die in the midst of severe pain and itching."

Su Xing's expression changed slightly.

What Xiaofeng said here...

It is exactly the same as Li Mochou's Chilian God Palm written by Jin Lao in his memory.

Moreover, if he remembered correctly, the place where Chilian Fairy Li Mochou died was also the Valley of Unrequited Love.

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and Su Xing felt that there seemed to be an astonishing secret in this world, waiting for him to explore.

He activated his true energy first, and suppressed the poison from the Chilian God's Palm.

"You still dare to be in a daze, don't think that I won't be able to kill you if you break through to the first class." Bian Xiaolong sneered, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, opened it solemnly, and then swallowed it down.

Jiang Yibing's pupils shrank suddenly, and his red lips were tightly pursed.

"This should be the ancient Chinese forbidden medicine on Bian Xiaolong's body as mentioned on Jianghu Forum..."

"It is said that swallowing this thing can forcibly push one's cultivation to first-class level, not afraid of pain, not afraid of life and death..."

"It's like, that bloodthirsty and crazy-the living dead."

A deep worry welled up in her heart.

If Su Xing was defeated, no one in this place could stop Bian Xiaolong.

The moment she spoke, a terrifying aura shot up from Bian Xiaolong's body and exploded.

The trees cracked, the fallen leaves danced wildly, and in the air, there was a faint and strong smell of blood, frantically gathering towards him.

Step by step, Bian Xiaolong's coercion is rapidly increasing.

And his original handsome and gentle appearance also began to change.

Rows of blue veins protruded from his face and body, and his fair skin gradually transformed into a bluish-gray color like that of a living dead, his face gradually grim.