Martial arts god-level skin system

The Green Frost Sword and the Shaolin Sword collided head-on, and it was filled with the cultivation of the two grandmasters of the Nine Layers of Powerhouse, as well as their understanding of the way of swords, and the moment they collided, the river with a radius of 30 zhang exploded, and the nearby ships were shattered together!

Whoops!

Giant water jets soared into the sky.

These water pillars are full of dozens of channels, like towering trees, straight into the sky, standing on the surface of the river, enclosing Su Yu and Fang Zheng in the core, so that the onlookers outside cannot see the situation inside.

"What a terrifying scene!"

"Grandmaster Nine Layers of Powerhouse, he is actually so strong!"

The rivers and lakes watching the battle from afar, one by one, stammered, and the fierce wind after the explosion of the river blew on everyone's faces, and it was actually as stinging as a blade.

The next moment.

The water column that blocked everyone's sight fell, a large amount of river water fell down, the river surface became heavy rain, and the figures of Fang Zheng and Su Yu finally came into everyone's eyes.

Master Fang Zheng stood on a wooden plank, standing on the surface of the river with the help of buoyancy, he still held the Shaolin sword in his hand, but the sword had been broken, and there were no scars on his body, only a head missing from his neck.

"This is the end of being an enemy of Su!"

Su Yu looked at the headless corpse on the opposite side, snorted coldly, and immediately left the river and returned to the battlefield of ten thousand people again.

"Ding! Kill the Grandmaster Nine Heavy Powerhouse, +5500 points!"

After Su Yu left the river, a prompt sounded in his ears.

In place, Master Fang Zheng, who lost his head, slowly fell backwards, and finally poofed, the whole person plunged into the Yangtze River, slowly sank to the bottom of the river, and never floated up again.

"Oh my God, Master Fang Zheng is dead!"

"This Su Yu's sword technique is really terrifying!"

"Looking at the whole world, who else is Su Yu's opponent?"

"The Shaolin Temple is over, it's completely over!"

Two or three hundred thousand onlookers, witnessing Fang Zheng's killing, looked at Su Yu's gaze at this moment, full of worship and awe.

Jianghu, the winner is king!

Su Yu with the strength of dominating the world, one sword to kill the Shaolin abbot, this record is enough to shock the entire rivers and lakes, all the people in the rivers and lakes are afraid of Su Yu, admire Su Yu, as for the thankless thing of avenging Shaolin, no one will do it.

"The abbot is dead! The abbot is dead!"

"Master Fang Jue is also dead!"

"What do we do now?"

At this moment, where the battlefield of 10,000 people was, the Shaolin disciples saw that Fang Zheng was killed, one by one, they were panicked, demoralized, and they were like flies, and they didn't know where to go.

"Beiyue Hengshan disciple, Nanyue Hengshan disciple, Dongyue Taishan disciple, Sun Moon God Sect disciple, kill all these enemies for Su, leave no one behind, cut the grass and remove the roots!"

Su Yu, who had just returned to the battlefield, stood on a locust tree, condescendingly, and issued orders loudly in his mouth.

"Yes, Master!"

"Yes, Su is in charge!"

"Yes, Young Master Su!"

After hearing Su Yu's order, the disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect had high morale and launched a merciless cover-up and massacre.

Hengshan disciples are all proficient in the Eternal Sword Art and the Dugu Nine Swords, although there are only seven hundred people, but each of them is the nemesis of the Shaolin master!

Tricks restrained!

Interlocking!

Destroy the Gullah!

Even, some Houtian Nine Heavy disciples with good sword skills can easily kill the Shaolin monks with a heavy grandmaster, after all, martial arts have the advantage, restraining each other to the death, and there is also Qingyu soft armor.

In contrast, the disciples of Nanyue Hengshan and Dongyue Taishan, as well as the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect, had much more difficulty in the face of Shaolin stunts.

Whoosh!

In the central area of the battlefield of 10,000 people, the place where the battle was the most brutal, the undefeated body of the East was like a ghost, flying needles with silk threads, interspersed back and forth in the battlefield, sharp embroidery needles, a trace of sharp thin threads, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of Shaolin martial monks.

After Master Fang Zheng died, a small group of Shaolin disciples chose to break through, and most of the Shaolin disciples chose to fight to the death.

These Shaolin disciples who chose to fight to the death, knowing that the Eastern Undefeated was the Demon Sect Leader, all pounced on her, even if it was worth it to exchange 10,000 lives for an Oriental Undefeated, in this way, the battle was already very frantic.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Dongfang Undefeated clenched his silver teeth, urged the Sunflower Treasure Book to the extreme, and with his own strength, he resisted three or four thousand people, and he was unharmed.

After cultivating the complete version of the Sunflower Treasure Book, the Oriental Undefeated has reached the pinnacle of both moves and internal strength.

However, in the face of enemies one after another, facing the siege of thousands of people, her internal power consumption is extremely large, and the consumption is astronomical at every moment.

At this moment, watching the hillside where the crowd of heroes is.

"Sect Leader, the Eastern Undefeated internal strength has been consumed by more than half, and our opportunity has come. "

Xiang Wentian pretending to be a bystander said to Ren Yixing beside him.

"No hurry, wait. ！"

Wearing a black cloak and a mask on his face, Ren Yixing, with a pair of eyes full of hatred, stared at the undefeated Orient in the battlefield, and said lightly to Xiang Qingtian.

"Yes, Teacher. "

Xiang Qiantian, who was standing beside Ren Weixing, nodded respectfully.

After Ren Xing reappeared, he secretly planned revenge. However, when he learned that Dongfang Undefeated was already the peak of Grandmaster Ninefold, he immediately chose to endure.

Knowing that he can't beat the East undefeated and send him to death, he won't do this kind of stupid thing. It must be known that he is the former leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, with great talent, extremely deep city government, and really the emperor pays off, and finally let him wait until tonight.

A moment later.

"It's now!"

Seeing that most of the undefeated internal strength of the East was consumed, and there was a sign of leaving the battlefield, he let me tear off the cloak and mask, revealed his true face, and ordered the people around him:

"To the left, black and white, bald pen, Danqingsheng, blood-clothed man... Kill with the old man, the old man will kill the undefeated Dongfang with his own hands!"

Shout!

Armed with a thick sword, Ren Xing took the lead in rushing down the hillside and heading towards the east undefeated.

Swish, swish...

Xiang Wentian, Hei Baizi, Bald Penwen, Dan Qingsheng and others closely followed behind Ren Wexing, turned into one afterimage, and rushed into the battlefield by the river, and the goal was to be undefeated in the east.

"Oriental dog thief, look who the old man is!"

Ren I Xing is the peak of the eightfold Grandmaster, the light skill is extremely high, a few breaths rushed into the battlefield, a sword split the person who blocked the way, jumped in front of the undefeated in the east, and in the burst of cheers, the big sword swept towards the undefeated waist of the east.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Undefeated was killing Shaolin masters, sensing that his internal strength was too consumed, and was about to leave the core of the battlefield, when he suddenly heard a loud drink from ahead, and looked up to see a white-haired old man carrying a sword to kill.

"Let me do it!"