"Brother Wan, a few miles ahead from here, we will reach the entrance of Qixia Mountain." About an hour later, Po Qian Dao pointed at a large continuous mountain that became increasingly clear in front of him and said.
Wan Dong nodded and was about to speak when his brows suddenly wrinkled.
Po Qian Dao asked, "What's wrong, Brother Wan?"
"Let's hurry up, there's a fight ahead!" Wan Dong replied.
"The sound of fighting?" Po Qiandao was stunned. He listened for a long time, but he didn't hear any sound of fighting. Turning to Wei Xuan, Li Wenying and the others, they saw that several young people also looked at each other in confusion.
Even Po Qian Dao's cultivation level couldn't hear anything, let alone them. At this time, the Wandong people were already dozens of feet away.
"Hurry up and follow!" Po Qian Dao said, and his body posture was immediately displayed to the extreme. His master and two uncles from Kuodao Sect were in Qixia Mountain, and he could not take any fight that happened in Qixia Mountain lightly.
"Hahaha... Wen Yixiao, I think today, you have to change your name to Wen Yixiao." At the foot of Qixia Mountain, an extremely arrogant laughter shot straight into the sky. A dozen seventh- and eighth-level warriors, led by two ninth-level masters, were besieging the three gray-haired old men.
Among the three old men who were surrounded, one of them was seriously injured. His chest was bloody and he could barely stand. With the support of two companions, he managed to hold on. The situation of his two companions was also not optimistic.
The dozen or so seventh- and eighth-level warriors around them were like hungry wolves, already very difficult to deal with, and the two ninth-level masters mixed in the crowd were even more like poisonous snakes. Once they caught sight of him, they would pounce. Come up and bite them hard. At this time, the bodies of these two people were already covered with injuries, and a lot of them were thanks to them.
But the man who laughed wildly did not join the battle. He stood aside with his arms folded, very leisurely, like a mouse teasing a cat! Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that these three people have fallen into a desperate situation.
"Xiong Tian, you bastard, you and I can challenge you to a duel if you can!" The old man, who had been seriously injured and had almost lost his combat effectiveness, roared hysterically with full of resentment.
If there were others around at this time, they would definitely shout in surprise. Xiong Tian, that is not the name of an ordinary person. The vice-president of the Thunder Club is a man of power in the Thunder City, and almost everyone knows him.
"Wen Yixiao, you'd better save it! I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the sun tomorrow after being hit by our president's thundering palm, and you still want to challenge me? It's really ridiculous! This White Dragon Snow Mountain is from your Tiandu country. Is there any place where I can get involved? You deserve to die here! Please work harder and kill these three old guys!"
"Second Junior Brother, Third Junior Brother, you don't have to worry about me, just go on your own while there is still a chance!"
Kuadaomen's population is not prosperous to begin with. If they all die here, Kuadaomen will basically collapse. Wen Yixiao hurriedly shouted at his two junior brothers who were desperately protecting him.
"Senior brother, how can we leave you alone?"
"Yes, senior brother, we senior brothers have always been one in life and death. If you die, how can we live alone?"
The two junior brothers were loyal and courageous, and shouted loudly together, with very determined expressions. They would rather die than retreat!
"Leave? None of you three can leave!" After hearing the conversation between the three brothers, Xiong Tian shouted and suddenly rushed in.
A pair of fists, filled with violent energy, whipped up strong winds, flying sand and rocks, extremely fierce and extremely domineering!
Not to mention the three old men, even the dozen seventh- and eighth-level warriors from the Thunder Club were swept aside because they couldn't dodge, vomiting blood.
This Xiong Tian is really worthy of his surname. He is indeed like a giant bear, with such an invincible "bear spirit" that sweeps across everything!
"Xiong, I'm here to take a punch from you!" Wen Yixiao's two junior brothers flew up in unison, and at the same time they raised the energy in their bodies, turned into galloping palm power, and struck at Xiong Tian from the left and right. .
"The clown!" Faced with the two men's attacks, Xiong Tian showed no fear and did not change his offensive. He had a kind of domineering attitude, like a benevolent king, the sky will fall and the earth will fall, but I will remain unmoved.
Amidst the roar, the fist power exploded, just like detonating hundreds of grenades at once, with loud rumbling noises and the sound of gas explosions everywhere.
The palm strength of Wen Yixiao and his two fellow apprentices was certainly extraordinary, but under such punch strength, they fell apart in an instant. Xiong Tian's fists flowed unimpeded as if they were in an uninhabited area, and hit the chests of both of them at the same time with a bang.
Wen Yixiao's two brothers spurted out a stream of blood arrows at the same time, and their bodies were like thrown sacks, flying backwards as fast as a meteor.
"Second child, third child!" Wen Yixiao let out a scream, his body trembled, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Hahaha... Wen Yixiao, is this the strength of your Broad Sword Sect? How ridiculous! Fortunately, our president still looked at you so highly and wanted to absorb you into our Thunder Club. Now it seems that you have refused. Otherwise, wouldn’t this become a joke for our Thunder Club?”
Xiong Tian rubbed the edge of his fist with a proud and vicious look on his face, and the words coming out of his mouth were even more full of sarcasm.
"You guys in the Thunder Club are all a bunch of villains, especially Li Honglei! If he hadn't attacked me despicably and shamelessly, would it be your turn to be arrogant here?" Wen Yixiao was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he clenched his fists tightly. , the nails are almost inserted into the flesh.
"What is so despicable and shameless? It's obvious that you are too stupid! You don't even think about it. Are you able to get your hands on the Explosive Flame Tiger? Who will die if you don't die if the tiger's mouth robs it of food? Also, kill an old thing like you. With the cultivation of our president Why do you need a sneak attack? Hahaha... You are so good at putting money on yourself, not to mention our president, even I can easily kill you!"
"What a shameless statement!" Wen Yixiao spat fiercely, wishing he could drown Xiong Tian with this spittle.
"Are you talking too much? Wen Yixiao, open your eyes and let me see clearly!" Xiong Tian shouted loudly and slapped his feet hard. There was a boom and the earth immediately trembled. An extremely terrifying aura shot straight into the sky, immediately making Wen Yixiao's eyes widen.
"Half...half-step to perfection!? This...how is this possible!?" Wen Yixiao's face turned gray, and his eyes were filled with unacceptable and disbelief.
"Hahaha..." Wen Yixiao's expression made Xiong Tian very satisfied, and his laughter became more and more proud. "What's impossible! With such a good thing as the core, it is not easy to advance successfully?" "
"Even you are half-way to perfection, then... isn't Li Honglei..."
"You old boy are not that stupid yet. Our president is a genius, so he is naturally much better than me! Although our president has not truly entered the realm of perfection, there is still a layer of paper between us. Once we get the Explosive Flame Tiger With the inner core, you can achieve perfection immediately. When the time comes, even Venerable Hidden Blade will be willing to bow down to our president! Hehe... Wen Yixiao, tell me now, if our president wants to kill you, why don't you use it? A sneak attack?"
"God... God has no eyes!" Wen Yixiao was greatly stimulated. He raised his head to the sky and let out a roar. A blood arrow shot straight into the sky from his throat.
"Senior brother..." A low voice sounded from behind Wen Yixiao.
Wen Yixiao looked back and saw his two junior brothers, supporting each other and standing up. His face was pale, his eyes were sad, and his brows were locked, expressing nothing but despair.
Although the two of them were also at the ninth level, they had no way to escape in front of Xiong Tian's half-step perfection.
Wen Yixiao felt infinite sadness in his heart. Is Kuadao Sect really going to die today
"If you dare to hurt my master, you will die!" As Wen Yixiao's heart surged with sadness, he roared and suddenly exploded, and thousands of knives flew through the air. A broad knife in his hand rolled up thousands of sharp and dazzling swords. Like a violent storm, it fell towards Xiong Tianduotou.
The two ninth-level masters under Xiong Tian were about to stand up, but Xiong Tian waved his hand and sneered, "They say that the sword that can break a thousand swords is the best. Today, I want to try it myself to see if it can break the sword." How powerful is Qian Dao's sword?"
"You want to try? Then try enough!" Seeing that his master and two uncles were severely injured, Po Qiandao's heart surged with anger. He even took action before Wan Dong, and as soon as he took action, he released his strongest move.
"Humph! I'm afraid it's better to meet him than to be famous!"
Xiong Tian sarcastically said, and when the sword that broke through the thousand swords was about to fall, he raised his fists and struck out. One force can defeat ten! Xiong Tian, who had completed half a step, didn't even bother to look for flaws in the Po Thousand Swordsmanship, and directly blasted out with the edge of his fist.
Half-step to perfection is only half a step further than the peak of the ninth level, but the gap brought by this half step is like a chasm.
The fierce and domineering fist power has nothing fancy, and even looks a bit clumsy under the brilliant and dazzling sword of Po Qian Dao. But the result of the collision between the two is shocking. The Dao Gang that broke through the thousand swords was as if it was made of paper and clay, and was extremely fragile. Under the power of Xiong Tian's fist, it fell apart in minutes and burst into pieces in the air.
"What!?" When Po Qian Dao saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting in shock.
"That's all! Punch me!" One punch shattered Po Qian Dao's sword, but Xiong Tian's fist did not restrain. He took advantage of the opportunity and hit Po Qian Dao's chest.
Po Qian Dao subconsciously moved the sword horizontally and blocked it in front of his chest. Hearing a bang, Po Qian Dao flew out with his sword and his body.
The broad knife resisted most of Xiong Tian's punch, but a small part still affected Po Qian Dao's body. And this small amount of punching force also caused considerable damage to Po Qian Dao, and blood gushed out from his mouth like a fountain.
"Thousand swords!" Wen Yixiao and his two junior brothers shouted almost at the same time, with a look of deep worry on their faces.
Po Qian Dao was a seedling they had discovered with great difficulty, and he was also the future leader of Kuadao Sect. The three of them would rather die than let him make any mistakes. (To be continued)