Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xia Qingqing and Jiao Wan'er felt as if they were being pulled by an invisible force, and were filled with deep concern and unspeakable worry for Yuan Chengzhi. Their eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, following Yuan Chengzhi's agile figure closely.

Not wanting to be separated for even a moment, the two girls' deep tender eyes concealed a desire to lend him a helping hand. This emotion was like a spring about to gush out, warm and sincere.

Especially Xia Qingqing, her mood is more complicated and changeable, because she has an indelible blood feud with Yan Shisan, the notorious "Deadly Swordsman" in the world.

This hatred was like a sharp dagger that pierced deeply into her heart, leaving a scar that could never heal. Whenever it was late at night, or when she mentioned the matter, the pain would surge up like a tide, making her feel as if her heart was being cut by a knife. The anger burned fiercely in her chest, almost swallowing her up.

At this moment, in this tense and fierce moment, watching her beloved Yuan Chengzhi fighting fiercely with her sworn enemy [Deadly Swordsman] Yan Shisan, every move and every style was thrilling, and Xia Qingqing's heart was in her throat.

Xia Qingqing was extremely anxious and wanted to rush forward immediately to help him deal with their enemy Yan Shisan.

However, at the moment when Xia Qingqing tried to move a little, a sudden and intense pain as if she was being cut by a dry knife suddenly cut through her already fragile body like thunder and lightning.

The pain came so quickly and violently that her body trembled uncontrollably, as if she was grabbed by an invisible giant hand. All her strength and will seemed to be swallowed up by the sudden pain at this moment.

Xia Qingqing's usually delicate, flawless and charming face turned bloodless in an instant. It was as pale as the most fragile paper in winter, without a trace of life.

Those eyes that always sparkled with a smart light were now tightly closed, and her long eyelashes were trembling, revealing a hint of helplessness and pain. Even her soft and delicate lips were slightly opened under the unbearable pain, and were trembling slightly, as if silently telling the unspeakable suffering.

The source of all this was the shocking, bone-deep wound on her slender leg. The wound was hideous and terrifying, with white bones vaguely visible among the bloody flesh, and blood continuously oozing out of the wound.

At this moment, as long as Xia Qingqing moved slightly, the wound would seem to be torn again, causing waves of unbearable pain. Her whole body froze in an instant, and she could only grit her teeth and use all her strength to endure the piercing pain.

Seeing Xia Qingqing like this, Jiao Wan'er beside her couldn't help but feel deeply worried and distressed. She quickly stretched out her slender hands, which were as delicate as silk and as warm as jade, and gently supported Xia Qingqing's shaky body.

the other side.

At this time, the situation on the field changed drastically because of the joining of Xu Xingchen (Yan Shisan), who forcibly separated the rival Yuan Chengzhi. This move undoubtedly relieved the huge pressure on Li Mochou.

Originally, before Xu Xingchen (Yan Shisan) joined, Li Mochou was tightly entangled by Yuan Chengzhi and Yang Guo and was almost caught in a tough battle. But now she was able to extricate herself, focus on the duel with Yang Guo, and gradually regain the rhythm and advantage of the battle.

In the duel with Yang Guo, Li Mochou, relying on her profound internal strength and rich practical experience, gradually discovered a subtle flaw hidden in the opponent's [Jade Girl Sword Technique].

This discovery made Li Mochou's eyes flash with a gleam of light. Years of experience in the martial arts world told her that this was the best time to decide the outcome of the battle. So, Li Mochou waved the soft but powerful whisk in her hand without hesitation.

Like a spirit snake escaping from a cave, it captured the fleeting opportunity with incredible precision. Every strand of the whisk seemed to have life, as they flexibly wrapped around the blade of the long sword that Yang Guo was tightly holding.

Then, Li Mochou used her slender hand to gently push away the extremely sharp sword in Yang Guo's hand, instantly breaking Yang Guo's defensive moves.

"Die, you little bastard!!!"

Li Mochou's scream was sharp and full of anger, echoing around her with an unquestionable determination.

Under her cold and pretty face, a pair of eyes seemed to be able to freeze people's hearts. She gently swung the whisk in her hand, like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, and skillfully pushed away the long sword in Yang Guo's hand.

Then, Li Mochou suddenly raised her other slender hand, which was as delicate as warm jade and soft as if it had no bones. The deep internal force in her body surged, unstoppable like a river bursting its dam.

She bent her fingers slightly, and a black and purple poisonous gas condensed in her palm, spreading from Li Mochou's jade palm. It spread to the entire jade arm at such a fast speed that it took only a breath to spread.

That was the unique poisonous aura contained in the [Five Poison Palm], which glowed with a frightening light under the sunlight. This palm, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, hit Yang Guo fiercely, whose face suddenly changed, and the air seemed to be filled with a pungent poisonous smell.

Faced with this sudden and extremely powerful attack, Yang Guo had no choice but to bite the bullet and mobilize his internal strength. At the same time, he gathered all his strength in one palm and rushed towards Li Mochou's ruthless [Five Poison Palm].

"boom!"

There was a deafening roar, like thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, shaking every inch of the air around it.

In this instant, two majestic and powerful forces suddenly collided in the air, as if it was a head-on confrontation between two towering mountains, stirring up circle after circle of ripples that were clearly visible to the naked eye.

These ripples quickly spread out from the two people, forming a thrilling picture.

As her palms came together, in an instant, Li Mochou's powerful inner strength, like a surging river, poured out like a tide, unstoppable. This power contained endless chillness and determination, as if it wanted to freeze and destroy anything that stood in her way.

Yang Guo only felt a huge force like a tidal wave suddenly hitting him, and his whole body shook violently, as if a huge hammer weighing a thousand pounds hit his chest, and a slight sound came from between his bones as if he could not bear the weight.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, his eyes opened wide with disbelief in his pupils, and under this blow, he was like a kite with a broken string, or a fallen leaf caught in a strong wind, flying backwards uncontrollably, drawing a long parabola.

"puff!"

With a groan of extreme pain, Yang Guo suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood looked particularly shocking at this moment, and his body rolled several times in the air.

Finally, he fell to the ground powerlessly, immediately stirring up a cloud of dust. The air around him was filled with a pungent smell of blood. At this moment, Yang Guo felt as if all his internal organs had shifted. The pain was unbearable, and even breathing became extremely difficult. He could only lie on the ground, gasping for breath.

After seriously injuring Yang Guo, Li Mochou's delicate but murderous body spun gently, like a feather falling in the wind, but at this moment it carried a sharpness that could not be ignored.

Li Mochou's eyes, as cold as frost in the early morning of winter, quickly scanned the surroundings to make sure it was safe, and finally fixed on the man in black who had just helped her to repel her rival Yuan Chengzhi. In the dim light, his figure seemed even more aloof and mysterious.

"【Deadly Swordsman】Yan Shisan!!"

Li Mochou secretly exclaimed in her heart. This name was like ice piercing her bones, making her shiver involuntarily. She had been in the martial arts world for so many years and had seen countless ups and downs. She was very familiar with the masters of various sects in the martial arts world.

The young man in black clothes as deep as the night is none other than the feared "Deadly Swordsman" in today's martial arts world - Yan Shisan. It is said that the sword in his hand has drunk the blood of countless heroes, and every time it is unsheathed, it heralds the arrival of death.

However, now Li Mochou could not help but feel doubts in her heart, just like the surface of a lake being blown by the breeze, rippling with circles of delicate ripples. She had never met this notorious and feared swordsman in the martial arts world before.