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

"What a great recognition from Shaolin!"

Yue Zhuoqun glanced at Shaolin San, smiled coldly, and looked at Zuo Lengchan: "So you merged the Five Mountains Sword Sects to be a dog for Shaolin!"

"Yue Buqun, you are so presumptuous!"

Zuo Lengchan's face was as gloomy as water. He just wanted to use the power of Shaolin to force the four sects to agree to merge. In his heart, he did not think that this was submission to Shaolin.

How could Yue Zhuoqun bear to call him a dog of Shaolin?

"Today, even if there are no Shaolin and fellow martial artists, the Five Mountains will inevitably merge, and you can't resist."

"Really? If you want to merge, you should first keep your position as the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect!"

"What do you mean?"

"The leader's flag has been given to you for more than 20 years, and my Huashan Sect should take it back."

When Yue Zhuoqun said this, Ding Xian, Mo Da, Tianmen and others' eyes lit up, and they all stood up to express their opinions:

"Zuo Lengchan, you act overbearingly and don't care about the meaning of the alliance. You are not worthy of being the leader of the Five Mountains.

Today, in front of fellow martial artists, return the leader's flag to Master Yue."

"Okay, okay, the merger hasn't started yet, but you are forcing me to abdicate first.

Yue Buqun, let me see why you can take back this leader's flag!"

Zuo Lengchan slapped the armrest of the chair, and his body flew into the air, like a flying bird landing in the field.

He had seen that the three sects of Hengshan, Hengshan, and Taishan were determined to stand on the side of Yue Zhuoqun. If Yue Zhuoqun was not defeated first, the plan of merging the sects would not be carried out at all.

Buzz!

The robe fluttered, and the majestic internal force permeated. The temperature around plummeted, and a layer of frost formed on the ground.

All the masters in the field were surprised at the terrible strength of Zuo Lengchan. Not only was his skill profound, but he also had the extremely cold attribute, which made people feel cold.

No wonder he dared to force the merger. Even without the support of Shaolin, he probably had the strength to do so.

"Okay, I'll let you know how narrow-minded you are."

Yue Zhuoqun smiled lightly, and without performing his light skill, he walked steadily to a few meters in front of Zuo Lengchan and stood still.

He stretched out his right hand and hooked it: "Come on, show the martial arts you have carefully comprehended for ten years."

This attitude was not only full of contempt, but also with condescending disdain.

"Looking for death!"

Zuo Lengchan roared, stepped on the ground and threw himself forward, breaking through the air with a palm attack on Yue Zhuoqun's chest.

When he made this palm attack, his expression was cold and fierce, his sleeves fluttered violently, and the extremely cold palm power was like an avalanche, with overwhelming power.

The ice qi not only transforms the internal force into an extremely cold one, but also a set of extremely powerful cold palm martial arts when it is activated by palm techniques.

When it hits the enemy, it first causes severe damage to the flesh, and then the palm power invades the enemy's body and freezes the meridians.

If the cold air invasion cannot be resolved, even if one's own skills are deeper than Zuo Lengchan, he will be suppressed to death.

Yue Zhuoqun seemed to be unable to feel the cold, and he also slapped out with a palm, and the energy exploded like waves, and the rolling momentum was like layers of clouds, completely wrapping the ice palm power,

Boom!

The ground shook, the flat and hard floor tiles shattered into large pieces, and the ice palm force was completely dispersed.

Thump, thump, thump.

Zuo Lengchan retreated three or four steps in a row, his chest heaving, and his heart was shocked.

"Is this the Purple Cloud Divine Art? No, in addition to the continuous Purple Cloud internal force, there is also a kind of pulling force. What kind of skill is this?"

"The Huashan secret skills are profound and unfathomable. How can you know everything?" Yue Zhuoqun laughed, his eyes flashing, and his temperament instantly changed from extraordinary to extremely cold: "I took your ice palm power, you also take my cold palm power!"

Swish!

The air shook slightly, and the gloomy cold air surged.

Mysterious Palm!

This palm was thrown, and there was no big strange phenomenon, just like a breeze floating.

But Zuo Lengchan felt a huge crisis, subconsciously urged his internal force, and slapped his palms at the same time.

But the power seemed to fall into the air, which was extremely strange.

He was surprised and thought that Yue Zhuoqun's palm was a fake move and did not activate his internal force.

However, the next moment, he felt a piercing coldness enveloping his body, spreading in his flesh and blood like a maggot in his tarsal bones. He couldn't force it out of his body with his internal force.

"What a strange cold palm."

Yue Zhuoqun's palm did not hit him, but the invisible force had already invaded his body, and his skin was faintly turning black.

He didn't dare to imagine how powerful the damage would be if this palm hit him.

If the palm power of the ice true qi is an avalanche and overwhelming, then the palm power of the Xuanming Divine Palm is like a rolling cold air, penetrating his bones and marrow, and freezing his teeth up and down.

Although the people around him could not feel the weirdness of the Xuanming Divine Palm, they could see that Zuo Lengchan had suffered a lot.

Ding Mian immediately stood up and held the long sword in his hand.Throw it into the field: "Brother, take the sword."

Fortunately, Zuo Lengchan's icy internal force has a certain similarity with the Xuanming palm force. Although he cannot force it out of his body, he can endure it and not lose his combat power on the spot.

Hearing Ding Mian's reminder, he jumped up, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, kicked the scabbard with his left foot, and kicked the scabbard out.

Clang!

In the air, looking down from a high place, he slashed with a sword.

The sky was filled with cold air from the sword, and the moves were powerful and open and closed, with a domineering aura that spanned thousands of miles.

And Yue Zhuoqun took a light step forward, and the depth of his right hand appeared at the tip of the sword with a mystery that could not be seen by the human eye.

Ding!

A sword that spanned thousands of miles was easily caught by him regardless of the cold air.

Zuo Lengchan's sword was suspended in the air.

Crash~

The heroes around him stood up subconsciously.

"What a magical finger technique."

They couldn't see the mystery of this pinch, but they felt that it was in line with the laws of nature.

It was clearly a pinch of two fingers, but the gap between the fingers was like a cage of heaven and earth, and nothing could escape, which made people feel gloomy.

"I seem to have heard about this magical finger technique from Senior Brother Kugua in the dining hall." In the Shaolin camp, Le Yin looked at the two senior brothers.

"It's Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger, but how can Yue Buqun also do it?" Le Kong and Le Jie also frowned, with doubts in their eyes.

Master Kugua is the master chef in the Shaolin dining hall, and he is a master at cooking.

Although he is in the dining hall, his martial arts are not weak at all. He once praised Lu Xiaofeng and talked about his Lingxi Finger a lot.

Everyone was still confused, and the battle in the field changed again.

Yue Zhuoqun's two fingers holding the tip of the sword turned and pulled lightly, and a strange traction force was generated.

The long sword drew a circle in the air and turned around.

Puff~

"Ah! My arm."

Zuo Lengchan screamed and fell from the air, and his left arm also fell to the ground.

Yue Zhuoqun actually controlled his sword and cut off his left arm at the shoulder. Blood sprayed from the broken arm, dyeing the ground red.

To outsiders, this scene looked like he was mutilating himself.

"Now, am I qualified to take back the leader's flag?"

Yue Zhuoqun ignored his screams and asked indifferently.