Chapter 302: Fight against the Grandmaster!

Looking at the old sword-holding old man standing in front of the door, Ximen Qing was unprecedentedly afraid. Although he was as capable as the peak of the great martial arts master, he could not do anything to the master level.

A master, a sect master, has reached the level of being able to start a sect and recruit disciples. His attainments are far from what Ximen Qing’s current cultivation level can compete with.

Ximen Qing helped Wu Song retreat to the center of the yard, looked at the old man with a cautious look, and then asked Wu Song: "Erlang, how about it?"

Wu Song frowned, shook his shoulders, then snorted inwardly, saying, "It's okay, I'm a little bit!"

However, Ximen Qing did not think so. Wu Song's face was pale, and he must have been injured by the old man's internal force. At this time, even if Wu Song's left arm was not disabled, he was unconscious. He must be treated immediately, otherwise there will be hidden dangers and will be unsuccessful in the future.

"Yeah? What a strong body? I got my sword and my left arm was completely useless. Not bad, not bad!" The old man walked out slowly with his sword in his arms and said with a sneer.

His voice was like a saw, rubbing, extremely unpleasant and harsh.

At this moment, Yang Fan in the room also ran out. He hid behind the old man, looked at Ximen Qing and Wu Song, and then hurriedly said, "Grandpa Yang, if you kill them, they must be the killers sent by Zhang Wenyuan! No, no, don't kill them, capture them alive, leave them to me, I will torture them to death!"

The old man patted Yang Fan on the shoulder, very kindly, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me. Go to your father's place now, and then call on soldiers to protect you to prevent any accomplices. Leave it to me here."

Yang Fan nodded and then said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Yang!"

The old man snorted: "I don't take the two small big martial artists seriously yet! Don't worry!"

"I knew Grandpa Yang had the strongest martial arts skills. Humph, then I'll go first!" Yang Fan smiled proudly, glanced at Ximen Qing and Wu Song, then got up and ran out.

Seeing Yang Fan leave, the smile on the old man's face disappeared and became murderous: "You dare to kill my grandson, you are really looking for death. I know that you are forced by others. Now you have the choices to you, one is to die in my hands, and the other is to surrender to me, to the Yang family, and become the servants of the Yang family. In this way, I will spare you both! How about it? Give you two time to breathe and think!"

Two breaths, think about your sister!

Ximen Qing immediately sneered, "Don't think about it, let's choose the third one and fight to the death! If you have the ability, you will keep us!"

"Looking for death!" The old man narrowed his eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashed, and then suddenly exerted force, moved directly to Ximen Qing's head. Then the sharp sword slashed towards Ximen Qing's head like lightning.

The speed of this sword was as fast as lightning, which made Ximen Qing's muscles tremble and his hair shivered all over his body.

Isn’t a sword at the level of a master a joke?

Ximen Qing had to worry about it. Without thinking too much, she shot three stones and hit the falling sword. Then, Ximen Qing suddenly pushed Wu Song away, and then quickly found the Fang Tian Hua Ji behind her.

Swish! Ximen Qing pulled the Fangtian Huaji and pulled out the folded halberd. The Fangtian Huaji, which was only one meter tall, suddenly changed and turned into a giant war halberd nearly three meters long.

Then, Fang Tian's painting halberd flew and rotated like a compass, and landed on the old man's sword again.

Dangdangdang... After three collisions, the old man's body retreated rapidly, and his right hand holding the sword also trembled.

Ximen Qing can strive to be at the peak of the great martial arts master and be undefeated. It is not only because of his outstanding martial arts, but also because of his natural divine power! Although the old man in front of him is at the level of a master, it is obvious that the sword skills he practices are light and flexible. Facing Ximen Qing's great power, he is inevitably a little clumsy.

Of course, if Ximen Qing's war halberd had not implicit skills, then Ximen Qing would have died at this time. It is obvious that the old man's swordsmanship was very sharp and his technicality was too strong. Relying on strength alone was not the power of the old man at all. But Ximen Qing was very lucky. The "God of War Salvation Method" focused on skills!

The old man shook his hand and was a little surprised: "Born of divine power? What a clever halberd technique? Are there any feather arrows? Who are you? How could the old man of the Zhang family be the master of his? Could it be his disciple? No, it is impossible! Zhang Wenyuan does not have this ability. Could it be the disciple of the Zhang family's master?"

Ximen Qing raised his eyebrows. The Zhang family actually has a master at the level of a master?

At this time, the old man said again: "I don't care whose apprentice you are. Today, you must die!"

After saying that, the old man waved his sword and strangled him.

This sword technique is like the sky moving in the sky, the thunder roars fiercely, and the cold lights roaring at the nine states. Each sword is like a life hook that pursues the soul and seeks life. It is solemnly concealed by the light of the lantern, it shines sharply.

Ximen Qing gritted his teeth, and his breath suddenly expanded, bursting out all his own strength and circulating all his internal strength. For the first time, he used it without any worries.

Then I saw that the painting halberd in the square sky was like a dragon brushing against the clouds, the fierce tiger chasing the wind, the halberd's edge was vast and the cold air was forcing people. The killing technique, the locking technique, and the trapping technique, use it with all your strength.

The two of them fought back and forth, with sword and halberd, and fought for more than ten rounds.

However, Ximen Qing gritted his teeth, while the old man was calm and gentle.

"Little kid, the halberd technique is good, very good. But it's just good. Take my sword: 'Dungeon Cage'!"

After saying that, the old man's sword danced with sword flowers. Countless sword flowers flew and turned into meteors. With long silver sword light, they turned into a cage in the air, covering Ximen Qing from top to bottom.

Ximen Qing was very nervous. Each sword light was not a phantom, it was the entity of the sword. It was caused by the speed of the sword. As long as the sword light touched the body, it would definitely cut the body into countless half.

Ximen Qing took a deep breath, then he raised his breath and the Emperor Qi Yunxiao suddenly emitted it.

Ximen Qing's eyes were like the emperor's dragon eyes and starry eyes. He locked the old man in black with one eye and emitted the power of thunder and the emperor's power. The Fangtian painting halberd in Ximen Qing's hand suddenly shook, and then he leaned over like a cyan dragon and attacked the old man.

The old man was frightened and his body trembled: "This...how is this? This is martial arts? How could you understand martial arts at a young age? I have been a master for several years and even touched a little bit of fur. How could you understand it?"

The old man was so angry that his eyes widened, stared at Ximen Qing tightly, and shouted fiercely: "You have to die, no one can save you!"

Then, the old man's divine cage collided with Ximen Qing's Emperor Qi Yunxiao.

If Mars hits the Earth, the two collided and immediately sparked ripples.

Ximen Qing suddenly felt a surging gloomy internal force entering his body along the halberd, causing Ximen Qing to swell up his blood and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

A sword at the level of a master is indeed sharp!

But the old man's situation is not much better.

The reason why martial arts is envied by martial arts practitioners all over the world is because of its terrible attack power and its magnificent combat power that can fight beyond the level! At this time, Ximen Qing's internal strength was rolling, and it was a full-strength attack. In addition, the Emperor Qi Yunxiao used, this attack was even more powerful.

Ximen Qing spitted out a mouthful of blood and retreated. The old man also took a few steps back, his face suddenly turned dark red, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat.

"Very good, very good. It's good to hurt me, very good, very good!" The old man was not angry but happy, and then danced his sword again.

Ximen Qing immediately smiled bitterly. At this time, he was already injured, and it would be a little difficult to perform martial arts with all his strength. And it was only used, not only the power was reduced, but it would also cause great damage to Ximen Qing's body.

But there is no way. Facing the old man at the level of a master, Ximen Qing must fight!

It was a while since then, the old man waved his sword and stroked towards Ximen Qing's neck. Ximen Qing gritted his teeth, motivated his internal strength, and went up again.

Bang bang bang bang... there were several more impacts, and each time, it was very powerful. But after each impact, Ximen Qing would spit out a mouthful of blood. In the end, Ximen Qing's qi was weak and his injuries became increasingly severe.

At the same time, outside the yard, a large number of soldiers were gathering, surrounding the entire yard into an iron barrel.

Just when Ximen Qing couldn't hold on, Wu Song, who was cultivating, shouted loudly, roaring like a tiger: "Brother, I'll help you!"

After saying that, he held a whistle stick in his hand and hit the old man.

Seeing Wu Song joining in, Ximen Qing was overjoyed, and then, he shot stones and fired them layer by layer without feather arrows.

For a moment, the old man was beaten a little mixed with his hands and feet and his steps were messy. While dealing with Wu Song's whistle, the old man dealt with strange stones flying in, he also had to concentrate on Ximen Qing's Fangtian Painting Halberd.

With Wu Song's joining, Ximen Qing's pressure was greatly reduced, and he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, before Ximen Qing could breathe a sigh of relief, the old man whistled: "Two bastards have forced me to this level. You should die, die, I will not kill you tonight and become a master!"

After saying that, the old man jumped up, and the sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, slashing towards Wu Song's head. The speed of this sword was actually three points faster than before, as if it had reached the limit of the old man. The sword energy was sharp and the air was cut into pieces.

Wu Song glared and shouted, "If you want to kill me, don't think about it!"

After saying that, Wu Song not only did not dodge, but also wanted to use his body to greet him, and wanted to seriously injure the old man in a way that he exchanged his life for another life.

It’s just that the old man’s sword was too weird and too fast. Wu Song couldn’t dodge it. Even if he wanted to fight, he couldn’t fight.

Seeing that the old man's sword was about to slash Wu Song's head, Ximen Qing, who was beside him, had his eyes red with hatred. He didn't even think about it. He shouted fiercely in the future, like an angry dragon roaring: "I see you dare!"

Immediately, Ximen Qing's steps moved continuously, and his steps on the snow-trench actually made a breakthrough, reaching the perfect state of walking on the clouds without snow-trench!

Under pressure, Ximen Qing's light skills finally broke through the original shackles and reached the realm of great success. At this time, Ximen Qing's figure was as fast as a ghost, moving one step at a time, layer by layer of afterimage, so fast that the old man's eyes were so serious.

Ximen Qing came directly to Wu Song, and then he opened the sword attacked by the old man with a halberd. But how could the old man's sword technique be broken so easily? Then he saw the old man's body twisting, and his sword actually stabbed Ximen Qing's chest with the force of rebound.

Even though Ximen Qing's light skills reached great success, Ximen Qing still couldn't dodge the sword at such a close distance and such a fast speed. The sword pierced into Ximen Qing's right chest with a slight moment.

puff...

Ximen Qing squirted out a blood arrow, his face pale.

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