Martial Arts: Invincible Starting From The Full-Level Magic System

With a bang, the long sword fell to the ground.

Liang Da knelt down on his knees, his complacent and arrogant look still remained on his face, but his eyes had lost all vitality at this moment.

With a thud, Liang fell heavily to the ground with his head facing down, and completely lost his breath.

"who is it?!!"

The sudden change startled Monk Qiku, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the dark weapon.

Yun Pokong was also stunned for a moment, but he was ecstatic in his heart, thinking that it was Jin Yiwei's rescuers who had arrived.

However, when he saw the face of the visitor, his heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar.

Because the person who came was not Jin Yiwei, but a person wearing a grimace mask.

Seeing that Liang Da was killed by the ghost-masked man, several members of Baicaotang immediately shouted and wanted to avenge Liang Da.

But the ghost-masked man didn't even look at the ants, he just flicked his sleeves and sent the dozen or so people rushing up flying.

Those men flew upside down, vomited blood in mid-air, and died after landing.

The remaining members of Baicaotang didn't dare to stay any longer, they were frightened out of their wits, turned into birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

"Amitabha, who is the benefactor? A sneak attack from behind is not considered a hero!"

Monk Qiku looked at the ghost-masked man solemnly, and said.

But who knows that the ghost-masked man didn't want to talk to Monk Qiku at all, but cast his eyes on Yun Pokong, and said neatly: "I saved your son's life, you give me the blood ginseng, you and I owe nothing, it should be very Fair enough?"

"unfair!"

Before Qiku monk could speak, another voice came from a distance.

This time it was a group of young people who came from the same school.

This group of young disciples were all dressed in white, handsome, and holding long swords.

Their faces are full of arrogance, and they always look at people with their chins raised, their eyes condescending,

More than a dozen young disciples floated into Jianjianping, the leader looked at the ghost-masked man, and said righteously: "Repaying kindness with kindness is not what chivalrous people do."

"Although you saved Mr. Yunye just now, you still can't change your despicable heart of greed for ginseng.

"So the deal is not fair!"

"The people from Jingchanyuan are also here, what a bad luck!"

Although Monk Qiku didn't know the ghost-faced man, he knew these young disciples very well.

They are all disciples of Jingchanyuan.

Jingchanyuan has a little relationship with Buddhism and Taoism, and it can be regarded as one of the orthodox sects.

The disciples of Jingchanyuan also saw Monk Qiku, and there was a murderous intent in the depths of their eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

As a disciple of Zhengdao Jingchanyuan, when he saw a traitor like Monk Qiku, of course he wanted to kill demons.

But at this moment with a strong enemy at their side, they can only point their finger at the mysterious ghost-faced man.

The ghost-masked man's posture was very high, even if the people from the Jingchanyuan showed up, he didn't even look at them, but stared straight at Yun Pokong.

"Yun Pokong, what do you think? Do you want to give me the blood ginseng?"

Seeing so many masters gathered together, Yun Pokong was already in despair.

At this moment, many disciples of Feixue Villa also had cold hands and feet, and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart from fright.

Facing these powerful enemies, they have no chance of winning.

The leading disciple of Jingchanyuan looked at Yun Pokong and said: "Hero Yun, no matter what, Jingchanyuan will guarantee your safety.

"As a righteous disciple, this is my duty." 1

"No matter who it is, no one can snatch what belongs to Hero Yun!"

What he said was sonorous and powerful, and he was upright.

It's just that when the Qiku monk next to him heard these words, there was a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disgust and disgust.

He knows best what the disciples of Jingchanyuan are.

To say hypocrisy is light, to say high-sounding, hypocrisy is accurate.

The disciples of Jingchanyuan are a bunch of hypocrites through and through.

Yun Pokong looked at several people and said: "It is impossible to give the blood ginseng to you, it is no longer in my hands."

As soon as this remark came out, Monk Qiku was completely angry, his patience was completely exhausted, and he turned into an angry King Kong, "I really don't cry when I see the coffin, I want to die!"

Before he finished speaking, Monk Tian Ku slapped the disciples of Feixue Villa on the side.

The palm force swept across, smashing two or three disciples into pieces, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Yun Pokong's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily, "Stop!"

However, Monk Qiku just pretended not to hear, and was still massacring the Common disciples of Feixue Villa.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died at the hands of Monk Qiku.

The ghost-masked man turned a blind eye, put his hands behind his back, and said nothing.

The people from the Jingchanyuan, who spoke so righteously a second ago, also stood by and watched, and no one made a move to stop them.

Just as Monk Qiku expected, the disciples of Jingchanyuan are all hypocrites.

What righteous disciples? It's ridiculous.

He obviously came here for blood ginseng, but he insisted on pretending to be a righteous hero, which really made him sick.

ah ah ah!!!

With a burst of shrill screams, the disciples of Common in Feixue Villa suffered heavy casualties.

Soon, monk Qiku's feet were covered with corpses, and blood flowed like a river.

Looking at the stumped limbs and broken arms under his feet, Monk Qiku put his hands together and shouted a Buddha's name with a miserable face: "Amitabha, so good."

"The poor monk didn't want to kill people, but the world is deeply trapped in the sea of ​​suffering, and there is no escape. Only the poor monk sacrificed his life to become the Taoist, and sent them to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

After finishing speaking, Monk Qiku smiled ferociously at Yun Pokong, overflowing with holy aura.

In Yun Pokong's eyes, Monk Qiku is more terrifying than the cruelest devil.

The ghost-masked man also spoke at this time, "Yun Pokong, do you still want to be stubborn?"

After speaking, he raised his palm to point at the seriously injured Yun Ye, and said indifferently: "If you don't hand over the bloody ginseng, your son will be the next to die."

"I can save him, and of course I can kill him!"

Yun Pokong stood in front of Yun Ye with his seriously injured body, and said in grief and indignation: "It is impossible to give blood ginseng to you. I have already informed Jin Yiwei about the blood ginseng and dedicated it to His Majesty the Emperor. The people from Jin Yiwei are already here." On the way."

"If I hand over the blood ginseng to you, I, Feixue Villa, have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, and my whole family will still be wiped out!"

As soon as these words came out, Monk Qiku and the disciples of the Jingchanyuan all changed expression, and the breathing of the ghost-masked man became a little heavy.

Jin Yiwei's people are not easy to mess with. As one of the three knives used by the imperial court to suppress the Jianghu, Jin Yiwei is the sharpest one.

There are so many strong inside Jinyiwei, comparable to any sect in Jianghu.

What's more, Jin Yiwei is the son of the emperor's army, and offending Jin Yiwei is a violation of imperial power, which is a crime of disrespect.

Even the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism dare not provoke them easily.

"You actually notified Jin Yiwei, damn it!"

Monk Qiku's face was gloomy, his eyes flickered with a cold light, and he wished he could kill Yun Pokong immediately.

But he was afraid of Jin Yiwei's prestige, so he didn't dare to take action easily.

The imperial court has long said that as long as the sects of the rivers and lakes are willing to be loyal to the imperial court, the imperial court will protect them.

Yun Pokong offered the blood ginseng to the emperor, which was equivalent to taking refuge in the imperial court, and the imperial court would protect Feixue Villa.

If he killed Yun Pokong at this moment, Jin Yiwei would definitely issue a sea arrest document and hunt him down throughout Dazhou.

If Common is wanted, Ku and Pu are not afraid.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, who doesn't have a few lives? Being wanted by Jin Yiwei is not a big deal.

As long as you want to escape, you can still escape.

…………… Ask for flowers…

But blood ginseng is already a tribute to the royal family, and robbing tribute is a serious crime, and the arrest warrant must be the highest order.

All the most wanted criminals in Tianzi will be chased and killed by Jin Yiwei with all their strength, and they will never stop dying!

At that time, Monk Qiku will really have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

Afraid of Jin Yiwei's prestige, Monk Qiku and the people in Jingchanyuan all felt withdrawn, but there was still one person in the field who was still relentless, and that was the ghost-masked man.

Seeing that the ghost-masked man's murderous aura had not subsided, he said indifferently: "Others are afraid of Jin Yiwei, but I am not.

"I will not give up whatever I say today, but I will definitely get ginseng!"

"If you don't hand it in, I'll slaughter the whole family of Feixue Villa. Find it yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghost-masked man made a bold move, grabbed Xiang Yun Pokong, and wanted to capture him and torture him to extract a confession.

Seeing that the ghost-masked man made a move unscrupulously, Monk Qiku's complexion was uncertain, and the greed in his heart was aroused again.

Anyway, he had already killed so many people in Feixue Villa, and had formed a blood feud, so he didn't care about killing one or two more people.

Just escape in time and hide in a remote mountain village corner.

The world is so big and the rivers and lakes are so far away, presumably even Jin Yiwei will not be able to find him for a while.

And as long as he gets blood ginseng, his skills can go one step further.

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At that time, Jin Yiwei will not be able to detect him.

Isn't the purpose of walking in the rivers and lakes to practice martial arts?

Now that the opportunity is right in front of you, how can you hold back?

If he retreats today, his heart of martial arts will be wounded from then on, how can he prove the way by killing and save all living beings?

Having made up his mind, Monk Qiku also made a bold move, grabbing Yun Pokong.

Although he is one step behind the ghost face man, as long as the person is not dead, he has a chance.

At that time, the ghost-faced man and the ghost-faced man will use their own methods.

And just as Monk Qiku made his move, the leading disciple of Jingchanyuan also made his move.

The Qingling long sword came out of its sheath, and with a sword cry, it stabbed at the back of the ghost-masked man.

This sword strike was fierce, without any mercy!

Although he is a disciple of the righteous way, he directly attacked and conspired, without any regard for face.

Monk Qiku seemed to have expected this scene long ago, he sneered, and the internal strength in his palm increased by another three points.

"presumptuous!"

The ghost-masked man thought he was going to win, but the two behind him came to kill him at the same time, so he had to turn around and fight back.

It is a taboo for warriors to open the empty door on the back.

If he didn't withdraw his hand in time, he would be seriously injured with just one move.

"You two are courting death!"

The ghost-masked man was furious, his left foot bent slightly, and he pushed his right palm forward, and immediately slapped out a mighty palm force, forcing Monk Qiku and the disciples of Jingchanyuan to retreat.

In terms of skill, the ghost-masked man is the strongest among the three, even if he is one against two, he will not lose at all.

After forcing the two of them back, the ghost-masked man grabbed Yun Pokong with his backhand.

Yun Pokong was already seriously injured, he had no strength to fight back at this moment, he could only watch the ultimate move come down, closed his eyes in despair and waited for death.

scoff!

At this moment, suddenly there was the sound of lightning and thunder.

Everyone saw a bolt of lightning shooting from the sky, the lightning speed was extremely fast, and the instant it appeared, it had already hit the ghost-faced man's palm.

With a puff, blood splashed, and a bloody hole appeared in the palm of the ghost-masked man.

The ghost-masked man was wounded, couldn't help but let out a scream, and backed away again and again.

With a bang, lightning shot into the ground, shaking Qingshi's ground out of cobweb cracks.

Monk Qiku and the disciples of Jingchanyuan took a closer look and found that the lightning was actually a stone.

Pebbles that can be seen everywhere are like the most terrifying hidden weapons in the world.

In just a split second, the ghost-faced man was injured, forcing him to retreat.

At the critical moment, Xiao Wuji finally reached five!.