doomsday overlord

"Hey, it's so powerful. You killed three innate masters so quickly. It's really powerful. However, you met the wrong opponent. You are only in the middle stage of martial arts, but I am in the late stage. You use a thin sword, and I use heavy punches. The winner is the winner.

It’s already obvious!”

While he was talking, a powerful martial artist from the later stage rushed over, clenched his hands, and aimed a heavy punch at Yan Hengwu's head.

boom!

Before anyone arrives, boxing skills are like vast rivers or deep sea waves, rolling and rushing, oppressing.

Yan Hengwu looked at it intently and immediately found the weak points in his boxing skills. He stabbed sharply with the rapier in his hand, treating his opponent as a sparring partner.

With a slightly better fighting spirit, Yan Hengwu suppressed the rapier with heavy punches, which really worked. With just one contact, Yan Hengwu was completely at a disadvantage.

However, it doesn't matter.

The force of the fist broke through the sword light, but the remaining force could not break through Yan Hengwu's fighting spirit shield.

Yan Hengwu's thin sword was like a violent storm, with an unbelievably fast speed, easily cutting through the fighting spirit.

As a sword that contained the power of a mid-level martial artist was thrust out, the fighting spirit sword light that could at least penetrate gold and iron and destroy houses turned out to be scattered as if it were made of tofu.

Even though his fists were fierce, they couldn't withstand Yan Hengwu's sword energy that was thrust out like rain!

Facing Yan Hengwu's physique, which was comparable to that of a great master, the strength of a late martial artist could not compete with it. After holding on for a moment, Yan Hengwu's sword pierced his heart, and he died angrily.

Even to the day of his death, this powerful late-stage martial artist could not understand why his opponent's rapier thrust out so fast.

He had seen assassination masters in the martial arts stage, but he had never encountered one so strong.

Putting the rapier into the embroidery, Yan Hengwu paused and pondered, and had some feelings about the rapier assassination technique. Of course, it was still very early for him to become a master of swordsmanship.

Wiping off the blood on the sword, Yan Hengwu tried to capture the feeling of the previous assassination. After a moment of silence, he jumped to the next team.

"Captain, the previous request for help came from this side. Why did the sound of fighting stop so quickly, and why did we not sense the fighting spirit of the martial arts master?"

"Yeah, I'm surprised too. Those who asked for help earlier were the innate masters at the core of the Blood Sea Alliance. Logically speaking, they can support us until we come over."

After leaving the previous battle place, Yan Hengwu's figure did not stop for a moment, flying quickly through the mountain stream stronghold.

Listening to the whistling of the wind in his ears and the shouts of the people behind him, he closed his eyes slightly and tried his best to use his spirit to feel and sense any air movement around his body. Even the slightest trace could not be escaped.

His feeling!

The spiritual power of the Grand Master level no longer exists, but his physical strength is not weaker than that of the Grand Master, and he is extremely sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth.

The four nearby strong men have already appeared in his induction. It is not a visit of spiritual power, but a speculation of the fluctuation of vitality through the physical body, but there is no deviation at all.

Yan Hengwu opened his eyes again, whipped out his rapier from his sleeve, and stabbed the person next to him.

call out!

With just one strike of the sword, the innate master was assassinated on the spot. However, Yan Hengwu did not slow down. He lightly borrowed force from the thick wall in front and reversed his body shape again. The movement power of the Beidou Transformation Fist allowed him to chase after the strong martial artist.

Beside him, the blade of the sword was spinning and appearing again.

The blade of the sword carried a silent sword pressure, which gave the late martial artist an indescribable mental oppression!

Looking at the swordsmanship assassination like raindrops from the sky, this man finally understood why there was no clash of powers in the martial arts stage.

It's not that there is none, it's that the fighting spirit power in the martial arts stage has been scattered by the swordsmanship and divided into countless small fighting spirit forces.

The sword light suddenly shot out from the body of the strong martial artist, carrying blood all over the sky and scattering into the void.

"How can this man's sword be so fast?"

"Ah! The captain is a strong martial artist in the late stage. Even a peak martial artist cannot kill him in one fell swoop. If he cannot be defeated, there is no problem in escaping."

"The captain comes from the Wuying Sect, and his strength is far beyond that of an ordinary late-stage martial artist, but in front of this man, he can't even escape or continue to ask for help..."

These two innate masters also wanted to pass on the news to their companions about the strength of Shanliu Stronghold so that they could preserve their strength, but Yan Hengwu would not give them a chance.

This group of strong men who broke into the stronghold was just for me to practice assassination skills. How could I let them escape?

The aura of Beidou's Youhui Fist was suddenly released. The two innate masters seemed to have been strangled by the neck, unable to move. They watched the fighting spirit pass through their bodies and take away their lives.

The killing did not stop, Yan Hengwu continued to practice swordsmanship with killing.

The sword is originally a killing weapon. A sword that has not experienced killing and blood baptism as a memorial cannot be called a qualified sword at all!

In order to master the sword in his sleeve and master the exquisite assassination technique, Yan Hengwu did not hesitate to kill.

This sword in the sleeve was taken from the peak innate master of the Blood Sea Alliance. He had already gone through the blood sacrifice, but the sword sacrificer was too weak. Now, a full forty innate and above strong men happened to use it to temper the sword.

After all ten strong martial artists were assassinated, Yan Hengwu's assassination skills had reached the point where he could enter the palace.

The training experience in his previous life was not in vain. After training and practice, Yan Hengwu's assassination skills improved rapidly.

Most of the remaining innate masters were killed, and the rest were left for the strong martial arts masters in the stronghold to practice.

The strong martial arts masters who defected to Caiyang Sect were too weak, so it was just a good opportunity to sharpen their skills and let them experience the power of Blood Sea Alliance's secret boxing skills so that they could have an intuitive understanding.

Yan Hengwu slowly wiped the rapier, feeling its every move. Although it was ordinary iron, as long as humans gave it spirit and life-like meaning, it would be his most loyal partner.

The unity of man and sword is not an empty talk. If it reaches this point, with the sword in hand, the power of swordsmanship can be increased several times.

This realization was naturally gained when he shared the spirit of Du Feifan, the ancestor of Tongtian Sword, in the Forbidden Land of Beidou.

Yan Hengwu has no doubts about the understanding of this originator of swordsmanship. With this level of experience, practicing assassination skills will get twice the result with half the effort.

Yan Hengwu quietly held the rapier and gave it new life.

"If you fall into my hands, you should also have a new name. I am reborn and have made unremitting efforts to change the destiny of this world. Then you can call it Subversion."

As soon as I thought about it, the words came out of my mouth.

"Subversion! Subversion Sword!"

After saying that, Yan Hengwu seemed to feel much more relaxed. He looked up at the sky, the sun had already risen from the horizon, and a new day had arrived.

The sky turned white, and the leader was the first to break the silence and said: "Lord Spider, all the teams we sent out were killed, and we didn't achieve any results at all."

It was only then that the Chief Leader realized that he had been despising the enemy. In order to suppress the Spider Lord, he had belittled the Spider Lord and belittled the enemy everywhere. Now, he had to devote 120% of his efforts to fight today's battle.

"There was no light of fire in the Shanliu stronghold, nor was there a sound of gunfire. You and I were not the only ones who guessed the outcome. In any case, last night's setback has damaged our morale. Now it's all up to you and me to solve the problem.

, take down Shanliu’s high-level force.”

Zhu Zhi'an paused and continued: "I have already sent a message asking my third senior brother to come for help. We just need to hold on until he comes."

The leader's body trembled slightly, and he immediately said: "I have heard of the name of Venerable Blood Snake, the inheritor of Five Poison Style Fist. Haha, today I can see the style of Venerable Blood Snake, so this trip is not in vain.

.For the sake of safety, I also invited a strong man from my clan to come and help."

The two venerables came to an agreement, and the fighting spirit in their bodies suddenly rose, like the morning sun getting stronger and stronger, turning into two streams of light and shooting towards the room where the venerable Tiger Wolf Zhao Zhi was.

As if being swept by a tornado, the concrete platform where Zhao Zhi was standing was suddenly torn apart by the stream of light, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground, swinging far away.

When the battle started, Zhao Zhi did not need to imitate the auras of two venerable levels, but concentrated his strength in one place to resist the two people in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

Three loud noises in succession were the impact of Wu Zunqi's momentum, three times in a row.

The first time, Zhao Zhi defeated the Chief Master, the Chief Master's face was flushed, and the momentum he had accumulated all night dropped to a lower level. The second time, when he defeated the Spider Master, Zhu Zhian felt his heart was hit by a heavy hammer, and he was trembling with fear.

Three times, one against two, the momentum of the two venerables of the Blood Sea Alliance was knocked back.

Zhu Zhian and the Chief Leader looked at each other and exclaimed: "Wuzun Late Stage!"

"Too careless!"

Both of them are the inheritors of the Blood Sea Alliance's top boxing skills, but they are still unable to even out the gap in realm with their boxing skills. Between the early martial master and the late martial master, there is no need to compete for victory or defeat.

"Master Chief, when will the seniors of your clan arrive?"

"Half a day later..."

With a bitter sigh, both of them took out a Blood Sea Pill and used forbidden techniques to increase their fighting energy.

After a moment, the loft where the two of them were standing suddenly collapsed, and two powerful and slightly frivolous late-stage Wu Zun auras rose up.

"charge!"

Two roars touched everyone's hearts. After a day of confrontation and a night of waiting, the battle finally began.

Hundreds of artillery shells flew through the air like arrows, and all landed at the temporary headquarters of Shanliu Stronghold. The power of the gunpowder spread rapidly, setting off bursts of explosions that resounded throughout the world.

The silence of the morning light was broken by the sound of artillery fire. The huge Blood Sea Alliance convoy immediately split into three groups and charged towards the Shanliu stronghold.

Each tank is equipped with peak innate and even martial arts masters, and is equipped with T21 heavy artillery that can kill innate masters, and V43 sniper rifles that can penetrate the shield of innate fighting energy.

Well-equipped and powerful, everyone in the Blood Sea Alliance is full of confidence in this battle and vows to suppress everyone in the slums and make them fear the Blood Sea Alliance and succumb to it.

In this battle, the Blood Sea Alliance will establish its prestige among the poor, letting the poor people in the Central Plains know that in addition to the three mountain-like first-class forces, there is another existence that they can look up to - the Blood Sea Alliance.

"Five poisonous killing fists!"

"The magic folding hand!"

The two sages of the Blood Sea Alliance showed their special skills when they took action, and the strongest boxing skills they had practiced were displayed as soon as they met.

Facing the strong ones in the later stage of Wu Zun, if you still want to play tricks, you can only be killed instantly. Of course, now you can just hold on.

Zhao Zhi snorted coldly, not paying attention to his opponent who had tried so hard to equalize his strength.

The many secret boxing skills of the strong men of the Blood Sea Alliance are indeed powerful, and the boxing skills displayed by the two opponents in front of them are the ultimate secrets, but the White Bone Sect inherits one side and has become the most outstanding existence among the third-rate forces in the Central Plains, and its heritage cannot be underestimated.

Chapter 10 Practicing Assassination Techniques and Fighting against the Two Lords of the Blood Sea Alliance