Rebirth for the good

, but he was not willing to admit defeat and leave. He saw that Daohui's kung fu was very steady. At first glance, there was no flaw at all, so he had to intensify the consumption of his own internal energy. Every punch was like a sharp blade. Daohui just If you are not careful, blood will be spilled on the spot.

At this time, Lu Shangming was breathing out for a week, and his kung fu had recovered [-]% to [-]%, thanks to Abbot Yuan Ku's orthodox Buddhist mentality.He counted the days and found that the day of recovery would be earlier than he expected. He felt refreshed and could even hear the sound of the willow leaves being shaken by the breeze outside the window clearly.

Unexpectedly, he was leisurely planning to rest for a while, when he heard the door of the inn being pushed open heavily, and a group of people poured in bustlingly.

"That old thief Murong Xian is here."

"Yeah, fortunately we ran fast, otherwise we would have to die there."

"That's right, who knows how many masters he brought to ambush us, it's better to quickly pack up and leave here!"

Lu Shangming's eyes and ears were sharp, and he heard everything in his ears, "Murong Xian!" He opened his eyes suddenly, and was about to get up, when he suddenly felt his body go numb, because someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

"Ling Yao is immortal!"

"I have wronged the young man." Ling Yaoxian bowed slightly, and jumped downstairs along the window.

first battle

Murong Xian became more and more courageous in the fight, he had taken the secret medicine last night, his martial arts were no longer comparable to before, now he was fierce, his fists and palms rained down like raindrops, making it impossible for the opponent to hide.

Daohui practiced the Marrow Washing Sutra for at least half a month, how could he be able to fight against Murong Xian, who has decades of skill, if he was caught off guard just now, now he has fought fiercely for several rounds with real knives and guns, Suddenly felt a numbness on his arm, he was hit by Murong Xian's double pointing fingers, and was about to return his palm to meet him, but he saw Murong Xian make a strange cry, suddenly changed his posture, his fingers slightly bent, and seemed to tap down lightly, In fact, the internal force has immediately invaded the bone marrow.

Daohui's left arm was stiff and in pain, she couldn't lift her hand anymore, so she had to use her right palm to fly up and down to block the opponent's extremely swift killing move, but just now her palms were invincible, how can she resist now Murong Xian's thunderous momentum?

Seeing that the opponent's moves were chaotic and his mind was already urging, Murong Xian sneered, turned around with a kite, and was about to break Dao Hui's moves, suddenly saw a person push Dao Hui away, turned around and stabbed with a sword, immediately before his eyes The sword light was so strong that it frightened people's souls, he was secretly angry in his heart, and cursed in his mouth: "It's actually you!"

"I shouldn't die." The one who wielded the sword was Ling Yaoxian, the owner of Xiuyunjian Villa. It was as if fire was bursting out of her eyes. Before she could move her footsteps, the long sword in her hand had undergone countless changes in an instant.

"If I hadn't been merciful, how could you have survived?" Murong Xian yelled violently, and pushed the palm of his hand to the ground, only to hear a series of "crash la la", a large piece of floor tiles was thrown into the air by his inner strength, like armor He usually protects Murong Xian in the middle, "Dare to fight me even if you are seriously injured, I will never spare you this time!"

With the floor tiles to protect him, even Ling Yao's swordsmanship is superb, and it is difficult to find any flaws for a while. Finally, he saw a corner of Murong Xian's body exposed, and the long sword was handed out like lightning, but the floor tiles seemed to understand his mind. Standing in front of the sword tip, even if the floor tiles were smashed, it would not be able to hurt the people inside at all, but Murong Xian slapped out unexpectedly, Ling Yaoxian was seriously injured, and gradually lost the wind.

Seeing this, Daohui didn't hesitate, and joined the battle together. At this time, it is against the rules of the world to have two enemies and one, but the several masters present were eager to kill Murong Xian, the devil, so naturally they would not say anything Sarcasm, I saw three figures on the field, everyone was frightened by the strong wind blowing wantonly, and my heart was horrified, even a master like Lin Qing could clearly see the moves of these three people at first, wait and see for a while, He felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, because he couldn't comprehend the subtle moves in it at all, and he would be in danger of going crazy if he tried to observe it forcibly.

But the people in the battle situation are getting more and more dangerous. At this moment, Dao Hui has used up ten of her powers, her muscles are tense, and her body has reached the limit of her internal strength. The end of the meridian is broken.Even so, he and Ling Yaoxian still risked their lives. If this thief is not eliminated, the Great Song Wulin will be in trouble for a day.

But who knew that Murong Xian still didn't change his face in the face of the siege of these two people, and he would slap his palm from time to time, but it could still contain extremely heavy strength, making it difficult for the two of them to resist.

If you can destroy all the floor tiles of the bodyguard, there may be a way out, but Daohui tried his best, Murong Xian raised his palm and dropped it, and there were only too many floor tiles around him. He didn't know how to break it, but he felt a very dazzling one A white light flashed, and he couldn't help closing his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw that the floor tiles around Murong Xian had turned into ice cubes.

Suddenly there was a loud "click", all the floor tiles were turned into powder, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Murong Xian.

"Benefactor Lu!" Dao Hui was overjoyed and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Ling Yaoxian's complexion darkened, and he said in his heart: "If I knew this, I shouldn't have sealed his acupuncture points, and I almost got Daohui in trouble."

When Murong Xian saw the person in front of him, he was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Lord Lu, we meet again." Although he was not afraid on the face, his heart was still shaken: "I heard that Lu Shangming is still in the world, but now I see you." Only now did I realize that this statement was true, that day I clearly killed him, and even threw the body to feed the dogs, I never thought that he is still standing here alive at this moment, it is really unimaginable."

Lu Shangming saw that although he pretended to be calm, his complexion was cloudy and uncertain, so he couldn't help but sneered and said, "You can't imagine it, I'm not afraid to tell you that the highest level of the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra can turn the world around and bring the dead back to life, but it's a pity, the scriptures have been destroyed, and you will never be able to live forever." There is no chance to practice it."

Murong Xian took a deep breath, and said to himself: "No one in the holy religion has been able to practice to the tenth level for more than a hundred years, so... how could he!" At the beginning, he killed the person in front of him with his own hands, but now seeing that Lu Shangming was unscathed, Hearing about the unimaginable kung fu of the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra, how could there be any reason for unbelief, I became more and more afraid.

He was in a turmoil, and when he hesitated, he involuntarily took a half step back. In the midst of the lightning, Lu Shangming made a move without hesitation.

The people present only felt a sudden chill, their weaker martial arts bodies were icy cold, they stretched out their hands to touch it, only to find that a thin layer of frost had formed on their clothes, and they couldn't help shivering a few times.

The enemy is right in front of him, and Lu Shangming has never been so clear-headed like this at this moment. He wants to tear Murong Xian into pieces with his own hands, and feed one piece to the dog, and the other piece to the wolf... so that he will never be at peace, but when he intersects the opponent's palms, He was really taken aback by Murong Xian's unfathomable inner strength.

"How is this possible?" Lu Shangming felt unwilling, restrained Murong Xian's attack with his left hand, and slapped his right palm under his side suddenly.

Hearing a "pa", Murong Xian received a firm slap, and his body flew up in response to the sound, but he saw his toes lightly tap on the eaves beside him, and after turning a few times, he landed steadily. "The Eight Desolation Heart Sutra is nothing more than that." Murong Xian let out a wicked smile, taking advantage of being on a high ground and pounced down.

With four palms facing each other, Lu Shangming felt as if there was a mighty force in his palms, and his feet slid back involuntarily, and he barely stabilized his figure until he was on the stone wall behind him, and his head also swelled due to luck. A little bit of heat.

Murong Xian couldn't help but thank the person who made the secret medicine for him. After taking it for more than half a month, his skill has been raised to such a level, "What kind of bullshit is the Heart Sutra, even if you can come back to life, so what, at worst, I will kill you Once!" He was ecstatic in his heart, couldn't help laughing out loud, but the laughter stopped suddenly, there was no sound in his throat, the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant, the true energy was blocked, and the strength in his hands was sharp Minus, with a muffled grunt, it flew back in a straight line.

Lu Shangming knew that his inner strength was not as deep as Murong Xian's, but this stunt of turning blood into ice was hard to defend against, but this move exhausted his inner strength, and his complexion was already pale.

"Benefactor Lu." Daohui hurried forward, gently rubbing Lu Shangming's temples, and slowly sending in her inner strength.

Seeing Murong Xian's defeat, several sect masters rushed up, all the weapons in their hands were pointing at him, and they were about to stab him, when they heard Murong Xian's strange cry, put their palms on the ground, and jumped into the air, Unexpectedly, his muscles became stiff, and he fell heavily on the roof of the ancestral hall.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and with this power, those few heads did not dare to come forward, and all of them hesitated to move forward.

"Old thief, you have already lost, so hurry up and die!" Zhang Tongtian sternly cursed.

Murong Xian tried his best to soothe his frown, and said with a smile: "I didn't say I would let you go, brothers, if you don't do anything, when will you wait?"

Everyone listened, but before they could react, they heard screams one after another, and hurriedly looked back, only to see that the crowd was in a mess, and dozens of people held simple knives and slashed across the neck of another person next to each other. They are still partners with the same voice, but now they have become murderous demons. For a while, they can't tell who is their own and who is the murderer. It seems that this group of murderers suddenly jumped out of the ground, and they slashed and killed .

The heads of the sects only hesitated for a while, and then they saw the blood rushing to the sky, the blood flowed like a river under their feet, and their own disciples fell down one by one, and they didn't know where to rescue them.

More than 100 heroes turned into corpses in a blink of an eye, while the murderer glared fiercely at the only people left in front of him, and surrounded them step by step.

The several sect leaders had never seen such a world before, they were frightened, their legs trembled, and there was no sanity to speak of.unexpected evil