Chapter 790

"Of course. Since Master Wang is here in person, please go up the mountain The elder Wang held his breath more and more, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Reach out and point to the uphill steps.

Yan Qinrong didn't stop him. Since he was in this position, no matter what he did was meaningless.

What they can do is to retain the greatest vitality of the sect for the leaders who have not yet returned.

Wang Hou Zhong nodded slightly, ignoring the bleak and inexplicable scene of Ye Shanjian school, and stepped up the mountain stairs with the crowd watching.

The two elders followed.

The party quickly arrived at the spacious school yard in front of the top hall.

All the disciples of Yeshan sword sect have gathered on the school field paved with white stone bricks. At a glance, there are no less than a hundred people.

There are only about 20 people in the core. More than half of these 20 odd people are away from home.

The two elders and the three deacons who could really meet the enemy.

"According to the rules of the river and lake, it doesn't matter whether you are single to single or together." Wang Hou Zhong said lightly. "If I win, from today on, ye Shanjian sect will not be allowed to recruit any more apprentices publicly, and the plaque will be removed on the spot."

He didn't say what would happen if he lost.

No one on the field said that he lost, and the other five big sects were killed by him alone. As a great master of evil cult, he would not lose at all.

Wang Yue and Yan Qinrong looked at each other, and they both saw the death ambition in each other's eyes.

Today's war seems inevitable. In order to inherit the reputation of the school for thousands of years, even if they die, they will never retreat.

Sonorous.

Two crisp sound, two elders slowly out, standing opposite Wang Hou Zhong.

"Please give me your advice!" Both of them are the first-class masters in the world, and they are the first-class masters below the leader level. However, when they meet the great masters far beyond the leader level, they all know that the chance of winning this battle is almost zero.

But Wang Hou Zhong is notorious. If he fails, he must be spared.

Wang Houzhong looked at them.

"I heard that ye Shan sword sect had a formation called nine leaf square star array. I want to learn about it.

Don't worry. You can set up the battle calmly. I won't do it. "

Wang Yue and Wang Yue exchanged their eyes, almost at the same time.

"Set up

"Yes

All of a sudden, dozens of disciples rushed out and whirled around them. The sword light was bright, like countless silver snakes jumping.

The two elders cooperated with all the disciples to surround Wang Houzhong. The swords in all hands reflected the light from the sky, which quickly converged into nine flashes, which accurately illuminated Wang Houzhong's whole body.

"Good come!" Wang Houzhong was not surprised but pleased. The whole man actually fit into the side and rushed to the sword array like a hedgehog.

It was so crisp that more than ten blades were broken at the same time.

Wang Houzhong grabbed his five fingers and swept more than ten disciples like lightning.

Bang bang bang!!

All ye Shan's disciples who met him screamed and fell out, and the whole sword array was destroyed in an instant.

Two elders at the same time, one left and one right, with all their strength.

Ye Shanjian is the most powerful killing move of Ye Shan Ding Yang needle, which almost simultaneously stabs at his ear hole.

"Fresh hands." Wang Hou Zhong flicked it casually, and the two sword lights were easily rebounded.

The two elders changed their swords, and their swords fell on Wang Houzhong's shoulders like lightning.

But it didn't help. The blade collided with the skin like it was cut on the armor.

"What's the use of sword moves so fast? Weak, weak, too weak Wang Houzhong popped up with two palms.

With a crash, he smashed open the swords of the two elders with both palms, and gently patted them on their chests.

"Stop it!" All of a sudden, a shadow leaped up from the back of the hall and flew down towards this side.

But it's too late.

Two bangs.

Yan Qinrong and Wang Yue, two elders, only supported several moves more than ordinary disciples, and they were completely defeated and seriously injured.

"Well... Why should you be aggressive? You have to be forgiven. " As soon as the shadow landed, he tapped the ground twice, and the whole person, like a torrent, penetrated into the side of Wang Hou Zhong.

Shua!!

The finished shape of the three point sword light was printed on Wang Houzhong's chest.

How fast!!

No one in the audience saw how the three swords were made. Seeing a flower in front of his eyes, Wang Houzhong had already been hit by the sword.

"Long time no see, xinniang." Wang Houzhong grinned, as if he had seen an acquaintance, and looked at the empty shadow. The wound on his body actually just looked at exudation of a little blood and soon healed automatically.

"Wang Hou Zhong?" The shadow turned back like lightning and landed firmly. She is a hunchback old woman with silver head and wrinkled face.

"This is... Taishang elder!" Yan Qinrong recognized the identity of the old woman at the first time."Elder Taishang Wang Yue is also a face muddled. "Master song! You're still alive! "

The old woman sighed and looked at Wang Hou Zhong not far away.

"I've lived in seclusion for many years. If you didn't want to kill my nephew, I wouldn't want to get involved again."

Wang Hou Zhong smiles.

"For the sake of that year, I'll give you three moves." He pulled the straight knife he had just put away from his back with his backhand.

The old woman's face is slightly heavy. Although her skills and swordsmanship have reached the level of perfection in the school, she is worthy of the name of a master. However, she is faced with such evil masters as Wang Houzhong who really dominate the Wulin. The outcome is still unknown.

But now, Shanmen was humiliated and she had to fight.

"Ye Shan sword sect, song Xinru, please give me your advice!" She gently lifted the tip of her sword and pointed downward.

...

......

bang.

The broken sword was thrown on the ground, making a clear and pleasant sound.

In front of the hall of Ye Shan sword sect, on the broad school field, the elder of the Supreme Master song Xinru was half kneeling on the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and holding a broken sword handle in his hand, his whole body trembled.

Wang Houzhong looked calmly at Ye Shan's disciples who had fallen all over the place. At last, song Ru's eyes fell on him again.

"Is this your choice?" He said with a smile, "if you followed me and worshipped in the south, how could you have such a result today?

Once said, the power of the sword is limited, but if you practice the sword, you will be strong. But you don't listen. "

Song Xinru coughs twice, spits out a mouthful of blood foam, does not reply.

Wang Hou Zhong shook his head slightly.

"Is this the so-called Ye Shan sword technique? Is this what you call faith and persistence? "

He walked slowly to the school gate and looked at the plaque hanging above.

The four characters "light and smart as leaves" are engraved on the white wood.

"From today on, ye Shanjian sect will be removed." He suddenly raised his hand, a little white light suddenly hit the plaque.

Dang!

White light is still in the air, then suddenly out of the metal crisp ring, out of thin air by a little gray shadow, flying to the ground in the distance.

"It seems that when I was away, what happened on the mountain?"

A tall man with an inverted triangular upper body slowly stepped up the stairs from the foot of the mountain.

Lu Sheng's short hair was constantly stirred by the wind. He held the hilt of his sword. His shoulders were wide and his arms were long. His eyes were like the burning blades on the fire. He was in danger with some kind of burning heat.

"I have two sons, little one."

Wang Houzhong was a little surprised. Although it was just a throwing knife he threw away casually, the young man, who seemed to be no more than 30 years old, was able to stop it. His secret weapon technique alone was enough to rank among the top 100 in the world.

"It seems that you are very strong..." Lu Sheng looked at the disciples of Ye Shan sword sect lying all around.

Hou Zhong said. Younger generation, you have good eyes, would you like to join me? Falling into this kind of clique will only waste your life and have no future. " Wang Hou Zhong, with a smile on his face, said in an invitation.

In this era, to be calm and fearless in front of him can be regarded as daring.

"How are you?" Lu Sheng squinted.

"Of course. Ten times as much as this little pie. " Wang Hou Zhong said with a smile.

"If you want me to join you. As long as you can take my ten moves. " Lu Sheng laughed with ease.

"Ten moves?" Wang Houzhong also laughed, "even if it is a hundred moves, if you can break my skin, even if I lose."

In any case, ye Shan sword school, which is mainly light and agile, can't break his eight phase golden body and become a hard skill no matter how hard it stabs.

Lu Sheng has just made a breakthrough. He is looking for someone to try his own sword technique. Now he has the best one.

"It's just right. I just realized the true meaning of our school's swordsmanship." Lu Sheng smiles and holds his sword handle tightly. "Do you know why there are four big characters engraved on the plaque of our school, such as light and flexible leaves?"

"Why?" Wang Houzhong is slightly stunned. Isn't the meaning of the sword's lightness and changeability?

"That's because... Our school's swordsmanship is too heavy. Only when you practice it as light as a leaf can you be considered a master..."

Lu Sheng slowly pulls out his sword, and then people can see what the long sword behind him is.

It was a huge copper hammer with a bare handle and a head size!

"Don't say that he is not a sword. When his sword technique is practiced to the highest level, everything in the world is a sword."

Lu Sheng's eyes gently played a hammer flower, holding a copper hammer inclined to the ground.

"..."

the corners of Wang Houzhong's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer.

A group of elder disciples lying on the ground to heal their wounds almost didn't mention it.

Wang Yue, the elder of transmitting meritorious power, was so red that he wanted to find a crack to get in.You're carrying a hammer! That's a hammer!!

"Look at the combination of my two swords!" Lu Sheng said and put forward a heavy hammer from behind.

This one is more exaggerated. Its head is dark and full of spines, and its volume is about the size of a washbasin. There was still a trace of scarlet on the spines.

people have been unable to make complaints about it.

Wang Hou Zhong was speechless. I'm afraid I've met a fool with natural power?

He shook his head slightly.

"Come on, come on." As a great master, what he said is naturally full of credibility and will never go back on his word.

"Are you sure?" Lu Sheng asked again.

"Sure." Wang Hou Zhong affirmed, "use your best move. Let me tell you that the sword technique you have practiced is meaningless."

Lu Sheng squinted again.

Because he could not detect the spirit in vitro, he did not know the specific strength of the man in front of him. He only knew that he seemed to be very strong. But he didn't know how strong it was.

He pulled a thick chain from his waist and connected the two hammers together.

"In this case, I can only use my own flying sword skill..."

with a crash, he lifted his arm high, and in a group of people's ghost like expression, he shook hard, and pulled two heavy hammers with weight of more than 1000 kg, pulling and rotating the chain.

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