Comprehensive martial arts: Master Longhu, picking up corpses Xuanyuan Qingfeng

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

......

One after another earth-shattering roar suddenly fell from the clouds.

Countless lightning and thunder almost instantly turned Dumb Valley into a sea of thunder.

Countless screams rang out.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you deserve to die."

"No, I don't want to die!"

"Who can save me!"

"Damn, doesn't Zhang Zhiwei mean Xuan? How could he use the power of heaven and earth?

"Nope!"

......

The mournful screams rose one after another.

Almost every time a thunder fell, a warrior of the rivers and lakes died, and his body fell from the sky in scorched black.

"Brother Zhang's hand of five thunder right method is really terrifying, even those old-timers of the Daomen came here, I am afraid that it is just that."

"Brother Duan, is Brother Zhang really a disciple of Zhishou Guan?"

Looking at the sea of thunder in the sky, Zhang Zhiwei's volleying figure, Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wujian sighed one after another, and their eyes looked at Duan Yu on the side with suspicion.

"I don't know."

Duan Yu shook his head.

He really didn't know.

Since that day, he ruthlessly opened his mouth to guess that Zhang Zhiwei was a disciple of Zhishouguan, and everyone in the world thought that Zhang Zhiwei was a disciple of Zhishouguan.

But he had been with Zhang Zhiwei for many days, but he had never heard him mention Zhishouguan.

He didn't know anything about Zhang Zhiwei's origin.

"Little man, I know you're the best."

Xuan Xuan shouted excitedly on the side, but the excitement involved the injury, and it didn't take long for Xiu's eyebrows to wrinkle tightly, and a small face suddenly suffered.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhiwei made a timely move, otherwise she would only have to account for Ding Chunqiu's hands this time.

"Hmph."

Concubine Shi Xuan snorted softly, but did not say anything more, turned her head and still looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

She is also curious about Zhang Zhiwei's true origin.

More curious about Zhang Zhiwei's hand of five thunder right method.

As a descendant of Cihang Jing'an, he practiced all three teachings of Confucianism and Taoism.

She naturally knew how difficult it was for Zhang Zhiwei's Five Thunder Formation cultivation to be.

"Strike together, kill quickly."

Xuan Nan and Duan Yanqing looked at each other.

The figure almost instantly rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

"Don't you think it's too late to make a move until now?"

Zhang Zhiwei sneered.

The two rays of thunder in his hand rose up, and they directly killed Duan Yanqing and Xuan Yan.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you destroyed the head of my Qingcheng faction, and today my Qingcheng faction will not die with you."

Just when Zhang Zhiwei made a move against Duan Yanqing.

In the void behind him.

A brilliant cold light suddenly rose.

Facing Zhang Zhiwei's back heart, a sword stabbed away.

"Be careful."

Looking at this scene, Xuan was suddenly anxious, and his figure was about to rush towards Zhang Zhiwei as soon as he moved, but he just got up and sat down again.

After all, it hurt too deeply.

Although she had Zhang Zhiwei's injury that was temporarily stabilized by a wisp of True Qi, Ding Chunqiu's Lianzhu Carrion Skill was not so easy to resolve.

And yet, right now.

That elder of the Qingcheng faction looked at Zhang Zhiwei who did not dodge and still shook Xuan Jian and Duan Yanqing, and a hint of joy flashed under his eyes.

There is a surge of real power in the body.

The figure stabbed towards Zhang Zhiwei's back heart at a faster speed.

But what surprised him was that there was no imaginary sound of the long sword piercing his flesh.

The moment his sword approached Zhang Zhiwei, he penetrated his body, and the long sword in his hand directly stabbed at Xuan Yan, who was striking Zhang Zhiwei with a palm.

"You?"

Looking at the long sword in front of him, the long sword that was close at hand, Xuan Nan's face changed greatly.

Caught off guard, he could only close his palm and hit the elder of the Qingcheng faction.

Bang.

Xuan Yan and this elder of the Qingcheng Sect each flew out upside down.

Although they avoided the fatal blow to each other, they also suffered not minor injuries.

"What about Zhang Zhiwei?"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who suddenly disappeared in front of him, Xuan Nan and this elder of the Qingcheng Sect were stunned, and even Duan Yanqing on the side was standing in place a little sluggish at the moment.

"Here."

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's voice suddenly sounded behind the elder of the Qingcheng Sect.

With his voice fell.

A snow-white long blade instantly pierced out from the chest of this Qingcheng Sect Finger Xuan Realm elder.

"You?"

Look at the snow-white long blade that comes out of the chest in front of you.

The elder of the Qingcheng Sect turned his head in disbelief, but he was greeted with a bang.

An extremely strong sound of breaking the air sounded.

Zhang Zhiwei's huge fist slammed into his head.

Bang!

Blood splattered.

The only elder of the Qingcheng Sect who pointed to the Xuan Realm didn't even have time to scream.

The headless body fell from the air with a bang.

"Escape!"

Look at this scene in front of you.

Xuan Nan and Duan Yanqing's scalps were numb, and there was no longer a trace of the idea of continuing to stay here in their hearts.

As soon as the figure moved, he fled directly towards the outside of the Dumb Valley.

"I want to go, is it a little late now."

Zhang Zhiwei sneered.

The figure moved.

Raising his hand, two palm thunders flew out of his hand.

Almost instantly, he appeared behind Xuan Nan and Duan Yanqing.

Bang!

Bang!

Two muffled sounds came.

A mountain pass outside the Dumb Valley.

Duan Yanqing and Xuan Yan's figures trembled.

Then the two suddenly fell from the air.

Zhang Zhiwei went up with another hand knife.

Duan Yanqing's huge head was completely thrown out.

Blood gushed out.

Almost instantly, Zhang Zhiwei was drenched into a bloody man.

"Don't come, don't come."

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei kill Duan Yanqing with a hand knife, Xuan Jian's figure retreated, his eyes looked at Zhang Zhiwei with horror, his hands and feet were together, and he ran towards the outside of the dumb valley without looking back, but after running two steps, he fell to the ground again.

Zhang Zhiwei's figure moved, and he stepped on Xuan Yan's chest.

Poof!

Under the power of terror.

Xuan Nan opened his mouth and spewed out a blood sword, already with unprecedented fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

He didn't think of it anyway.

Under the joint efforts of so many veteran Xuan powerhouses, for a person who is new to Xuan, the result is actually like this.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you can't kill me, I am a Shaolin disciple, my senior brother is Shaolin abbot Xuanci, if you kill me, no one in heaven and on earth can protect you, even if you are a disciple of Zhishou Guan, no one can protect you."

You let me go, and I can swear to heaven here for today's affairs, and I will not blame the past.

He will never retaliate against you Zhang Zhiwei again, let alone use Shaolin's connections to embarrass you Zhang Zhiwei.

Just let me go. At

this moment, Xuan Yan no longer had the pride he had before, no longer the hypocrisy of opening his mouth and closing his mouth to compassion, nor did he covet the inheritance of the Xiaoyao faction, and there was only unprecedented horror left in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes.

And Xuan Nan's words are not wrong.

If Zhang Zhiwei really killed him.

Just by knowing the identity of the disciple of Shouguan, he could not ensure him.

Because although the Zhishou Guan is strong, there have been land immortals throughout the ages, and the strong in the realm of heaven and man were born.

But his Shaolin Temple is not so simple.

Shaolin Temple is the head of the world's Buddhist gates.

Shaolin abbot Xuanci is an existence of the celestial realm.

The four great gods and monks are all existences of the land immortal realm.

In addition to the four great gods and monks, there are also heavenly people sitting in the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

No matter how strong the Zhi Guan Lord is, he is only one person after all.

Can't keep him Zhang Zhiwei.

With the words of Xuan Yan, the words fell.

Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wujian also looked at Zhang Zhiwei with some solemn expressions.

Xuan Yan is bullying people today, and coveting Zhang Zhiwei's inheritance of the Xiaoyao faction in his hands is to be killed.

But if it really kills.

The consequences are not ordinarily large.

The consequences are much greater than killing Qingcheng Sixiu, killing Yu Canghai, and offending the Wuyue Sword Faction.

After all, the Five Mountains Sword Sect is only a second-rate force in the final analysis, and it is much worse than behemoths such as the Shaolin Temple.

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei, he seemed to be a little hesitant.

Xuan Nan suddenly sneered: "Zhang Zhiwei, I know that you are a disciple of Zhishou Guan, and I also know that you are from the Daomen, until you know that Shouguan is a little worse than my Shaolin, as long as you want to let me go, I can guarantee that I will not be blamed in the future." "

Huh."

Zhang Zhiwei snorted, looking at Xuan Jian like he was looking at a two hundred and fifty.

Shaolin Temple is strong, but he is not weak in Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Moreover, he has a system in his body, and he has a hundred years of skill without a cliff.

Why fear him a Shaolin.

Looking at the look on Zhang Zhiwei's face, Xuan Nan's face changed slightly, and he just wanted to say something.

But suddenly I felt a chill in front of my eyes.

Swoosh!

Xuanjian's huge head suddenly flew out.

Death with a look of disbelief.