The sword came out of Huashan, and swept the world from the world of swordsman

"If you want to seek revenge on the Ming Cult, just step forward. This leader will take it all!" Yue Zhuoqun said this, and the crowd suddenly became solemn.

Take it all? What a heroic tone and what a rampant attitude?

After Yue Zhuoqun defeated the Mongolian army in Yuanzhou City, his reputation began to spread in the martial arts world, but it was not loud.

He was really remembered by the people in the martial arts world when he appeared in Butterfly Valley and spread the news that he wanted to compete for the position of the leader of the Ming Cult.

However, few people know how strong he is and what martial arts he knows.

Emei Miejue Nun, Shaolin Kongzhi and Kongxing, Kunlun He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, Kongtong Five Elders, which one is not a famous figure for decades.

Being despised by Yue Zhuoqun, the anger in his heart surged on the spot.

"Don't be so arrogant, devil, let me show you my Kunlun martial arts first." He Taichong shouted coldly and rushed up first with a palm.

Because he didn't know Yue Zhuoqun's strength, he didn't use Kunlun swordsmanship directly, but wanted to test Yue Zhuoqun's strength with palm power first.

Everyone knows that Kunlun's Liangyi swordsmanship has been famous for hundreds of years and is one of the most famous swordsmanship in the world, but few people know that Kunlun also has unique skills in palmsmanship.

If he defeated the leader of the Demon Sect with palm power without using swordsmanship, it would make He Taichong and Kunlun famous.

His palm strike did not show his internal strength, but it was full of strong energy, with a heavy force and great momentum, at least 700 to 800 kilograms of force.

Miejue, Kongzhi and others in the back raised their eyebrows secretly and admired him.

"Who are you looking down on!"

Yue Zhuoqun frowned and swung his sleeves in the air.

Buzz!

His sleeve waving action was not a high-level martial arts, and it was not even a move, like driving away a fly.

The wind from his sleeves surged violently, and it was as if an invisible wave appeared in the air, heading straight for He Taichong.

He Taichong paused, and his body was wrapped in the strong wind, just like a dead leaf blown off the waves, and was blown away.

His body was carried high into the sky by the huge force, and he fluttered his hands and feet awkwardly, but he couldn't keep his balance.

He was about to fall down, and fell into a dog-eating shit posture.

Ban Shuxian stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand to catch his body, and thus avoided the embarrassing end in front of others.

"Junior brother, let's join forces to deal with him!" Ban Shuxian handed a sword to He Taichong and said.

Although He Taichong was the head of Kunlun Sect, Ban Shuxian was two years older than him, entered the sect earlier, and was not weaker in strength.

At that time, the former leader of Kunlun Sect, Bai Luzi, died in a fight with a master of Mingjiao. He did not leave a will before his death, which caused all the disciples to fight for the position of leader and civil strife broke out.

He Taichong won the position of leader with the help of Ban Shuxian because of his handsomeness when he was young.

The couple jointly performed the two-element sword technique, which can be regarded as a unique one in the world.

He Taichong was blown away by Yue Zhuoqun's sleeve out of thin air, and he no longer dared to despise him. He nodded and took the long sword from Ban Shuxian, and the two of them stepped forward with their swords at the same time.

The two-element sword technique unfolded, He Taichong held the sword horizontally against his abdomen, using the sword move of "Snow Embracing Blue Bridge", and Ban Shuxian pointed the tip of the sword obliquely to the ground, using the "Wooden Leaves Whistling".

These two moves are the exquisiteness of the Liang Yi sword technique. They seem to be understated and casual, but they contain seven or eight sharp follow-up moves. When the two sword techniques are combined, the changes of seven or eight moves increase to dozens of moves.

The two swords covered Yue Zhuoqun's body, and there were sword shadows everywhere, which dazzled the people who saw it.

If ordinary people were under such a fierce attack, they would have been in a panic and lost their way.

Unfortunately, Yue Zhuoqun was not an ordinary person. He did not move his feet at all, and his palms turned into hand knives and attacked in two ways.

No matter where the opponent's double swords attacked, he could block them one step ahead with the opposite trend.

The smoothness of the movements and the complexity of the changes were far better than the combination of the two faces.

"Huashan's anti-Liang Yi sword technique!"

The hearts of He Taichong and his wife sank, and they recognized Yue Zhuoqun's hand knife moves.

It was so uncomfortable in my heart. If Kunlun's positive two-yin sword and Huashan's anti-two-yin sword technique were combined, they could form a sword formation for four people, deriving thousands of changes and infinite power.

But now Huashan has become an enemy, and the two martial arts have become hostile.

"Your grasp of the two-yin sword technique is too poor!" Yue Zhuoqun sneered, and his two-handed sword turned into two sword fingers, and the anti-two-yin sword technique also changed to positive two-yin sword.

"How can you be my Kun...ah!" He Taichong subconsciously asked, but before he finished speaking, Yue Zhuoqun's sword finger was in front of him.

I saw the energy swallowing and spitting, piercing the shoulders of the two people on the spot, the long sword flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Yue Zhuoqun didn't even look at them again, and glanced at the people from other sects: "Kunlun's martial arts are just so-so, who will come next?"He defeated He Taichong and his wife so easily, which put a lot of pressure on the righteous heroes. They looked at each other and felt anxious for a while.

After more than ten seconds, the five elders of Kongtong gritted their teeth and shouted in unison: "Let's do it."

The five people stepped on the ground, jumped into the field, and surrounded Yue Zhuoqun in the middle.

Swinging fists, powerful force smashed out.

Seven Injury Fist, the unique skill of Kongtong Sect.

The upper limit of this boxing is actually very high. When punching, it is magnificent. The fist contains seven different forces, which may be strong, or feminine, or hard and soft, or soft and hard, or horizontal, or straight, or retracted.

Once the enemy can't withstand this ever-changing fist force, he will suffer internal injuries.

It's a pity that this boxing is very difficult to practice. Those with low internal strength will suffer seven injuries when practicing it. When attacking the enemy, they will hurt themselves first and then hurt others.

If one has superb internal strength, he can dissolve the force that hurts himself and make the punch that hurts the enemy stronger.

These five elders of Kongtong belong to those who do not practice internal strength vigorously enough, and their internal organs have been injured long ago.

Seeing the five men punching fiercely, Yue Zhuoqun curled his lips and did not make any moves to resist, but just let the spiral energy flow out and condensed into a layer of internal force light curtain around his body.

Bang!

The five men's fists hit the internal force light curtain, making a dull sound, and the fist force was immediately dissipated.

"Come again!"

Guan Neng, the eldest of the five elders of Kongtong, shouted loudly, and the five men withdrew and punched with stronger fists.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

...

They increased their fist power again and again, but they could not break the internal force light curtain.

After throwing thirteen punches in a row, his internal injuries were triggered, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell straight to the ground.

"Heh! You fell down before I even made a move, how bad!"

Yue Zhuoqun curled his lips and looked at the Emei camp: "Old nun Miejue, it's your turn now!"

"The devil is rampant, I will cut off your head with the Yitian Sword."

Nun Miejue shouted angrily. At this point, she could no longer resist the challenge.

Clang!

The Yitian Sword was unsheathed, and the sword body and the scabbard collided, making a crisp sound, like the sound of a clear spring and the collision of jade rings.

The dazzling light rose with the crispness, and the heroes in the field felt their bodies chilled.

What a peerless sword.

Chi!

The long sword slashed with a cold light and chopped down Yue Zhuoqun's neck.