161 Air break
Linghu Chong's sword always surrounds Zuo Lengchan's four vital points, namely Zuo Lengchan's eyes, throat, sandalwood, and lower abdomen. Because Linghu Chong's moves are too fast, Zuo Lengchan must always block it with both hands, otherwise there will always be mistakes. {http:
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For Zuo Lengchan, as long as he catches Linghu Chong's sword, he will be the one who will destroy him.
Linghu Chong stabbed Zuo Lengchan with a sword. While Zuo Lengchan blocked it, he silently recited in his heart - Tan Zhong or throat.
Sure enough, Linghu Chong stabbed Zuo Lengchan into the middle of the temple with a sword, and Zuo Lengchan then silently recited - lower abdomen or throat.
The next sword had already stabbed the throat, and Zuo Lengchan opened again - Tanzhong or eye...
The next sword stabbed Zuo Lengchan and his right eye, Zuo Lengchan continued to recite silently - throat or sandalwood.
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Zuo Lengchan could guess correctly every time he stabbed a sword. He then confirmed that Linghu Chong's sword technique was limited in scope. After stabbing through the eyes, he had no time to directly draw his lower abdomen. After stabbing through the sandalwood, he had no chance to directly dazzling.
The eyes, throat, and sandalwood are all things that Zuo Lengchan must defend against, but he can use the cold ice to resist the lower abdomen.
With the next sword, Linghu rushed towards Tan Zhong.
Zuo Lengchan knew that the time had come. While blocking the attack, he collected Han Bing's true energy in his lower abdomen on the one hand, and waved his left arm to block his throat. Before Linghu Chong's next move, he had already grabbed his right palm.
Linghu Chong had no defense at all, and used attack as defense, aiming to entangle the opponent and consume his internal strength.
"Ice Divine Palm!" Zuo Lengchan was confident that his defense was fine. After nearly two hundred rounds of defense, he finally used a killer move and slapped it out with a palm. He broke the offense and defense cycle of the two. He caught off guard and the ice true energy in his hand was even more grand and wide, almost covering the whole body.
Everyone present was shocked. This sudden palm was like a fierce ghost suddenly popping out of a horror movie, and many people were already screaming in shock.
Linghu Chong waited for this moment, but also waited for a long time.
"Dugu Nine Swords - Breaking Qi Style!" Linghu Chong did not dodge or avoid Zuo Lengchan's extremely dark and cold palm, but instead tried his best to stab Zuo Lengchan's lower abdomen.
"Hmph, you just know two sword moves. You don't have internal strength. Practice sword moves in vain, so that you can see the century-old accumulation of Songshan!" Zuo Lengchan did not need defense this time. He only focused on one palm and slapped Linghu Chong's chest.
The entire Fengshantai also became cold like the ice true energy.
After fighting for more than 200 moves, the final result was a one-step decision.
White frost surged in Linghu Chong's chest, and gradually spread to his arms and abdomen.
Zuo Lengchan's face was ferocious, and he enjoyed the pleasure of destroying his opponent. (1_1)
At this time, the only one who can see through the situation on the field is Fang Xian. Even if he is as strong as Mo Dazhang and others, he is determined that Zuo Lengchan won. After all, internal strength is the basis of everything. Although Linghu Chong's sword technique is clever, it is ultimately difficult to defeat Zuo Lengchan's decades of hard work.
But they didn't know. The last move of Dugu Nine Swords, the Qi-breaking Style.
Linghu Chong's face was cold. He used all his last strength to hold the hilt of the sword, stirring slowly and rolling.
Zuo Lengchan only felt like a hole had broken in his body, and the true qi in his hands was exposed wildly, and the true qi in his palm gradually slowed down and solidified.
He slowly lowered his head and saw that the long sword had already penetrated his abdomen. There was no trace of true energy to protect his body from the lower abdomen. Blood slowly flowed out along the sword's edge and dripped.
Linghu Chong's face was also covered with white frost, but his hands were still moving, piercing Zuo Lengchan's internal organs bit by bit.
"This... this is impossible..." Zuo Lengchan's body trembled, and the ice true energy that had accumulated for many years was slowly melting by this hot sword.
Fang Xian sighed: "The broken Qi style... the broken Qi style... I didn't expect that he had mastered it so quickly."
At this time, Wang Yuyan was probably the only one who could understand Fang Xian's mood. When Feng Qingyang taught the decisive style, she could hear it clearly-
The style of breaking Qi is not to use a sword to break Qi, nor to use Qi to break Qi, but to use the heart to break Qi.
A sword is a dish, and a heart is a force. If the heart is strong, the sword tip will be pointed. If the person is decisive in the heart, the energy will be broken.
In this scene, a figure wearing a hat and veiled in the dark could no longer hold back.
"Brother Chong!!!!" Ren Yingying rushed into the stage regardless of everything, cut off Zuo Lengchan's right palm with a sword, and injected internal energy into Linghu Chong's body, "Why are you doing this? Fight for your life with your life!"
"Ying... Yingying..." Linghu Chong's cheeks were filled with cold frost, "This is the business of the Five Mountains... I asked me to solve the problem by myself... neither Brother Tian nor the God Sect... I should have my own integrity and pride!"
"Don't talk, protect the yang energy!" Ren Yingying held Linghu Chong's mouth and shouted, "Zu Qianqiu! Come with wine!"
Another figure in the crowd suddenly stepped out of the line and rushed into the stage, took out a wine gourd and poured it into Linghu Chong's mouth.
"Brother, this wine is very bad, you have to stand it."
On the other side, Zuo Lengchan looked at the long sword on his abdomen, looked at the broken arm that had frozen and frozen, and smiled heart-wrenchingly, "The ring competition... suddenly helped... I lost... You lost... I Zuo Lengchan won!! I am still alive! I won! I am the leader of the Five Mountains! I will unify the two paths of good and evil, and the world of martial arts!!!"
He glanced at everyone present weakly, regardless of the intestines and organs that had already been cut out, and waved his left hand tremblingly: "Call me... call me the leader of the left alliance... call me the leader of the Five Mountains... call me the overlord of the Jianghu... hurry up... call!"
This is a chilling and heartbreaking heartbreak.
At the last moment of his life, he only made the three words "Left Alliance Leader".
Fang Xian sighed and climbed to Fengshantai, holding the sword in one hand: "Left Alliance Leader, you won, you are the leader of the Five Mountains."
"Okay... OK... Tian Boguang, you said so..." Zuo Lengchan said with a gauntlet and laughed wildly, "Tian Boguang has admitted me! I am the leader of the Five Mountains! Haha...ha..."
Fang Xian activated the Beiming Divine Art, and the ice true energy leaked from Zuo Lengchan flowed into his body along the hilt of the sword and turned into Beiming true energy.
Zuo Lengchan had no different feelings about this, but felt that his body was getting colder and colder, as cold as his ice true energy.
With the leakage of true qi and the loss of blood, his eyes gradually darkened and became darker.
"I am the leader of the Zuo Alliance...I am the leader of the Zuo Alliance...The leader of the Zuo Alliance..."
After leaving in one last breath, Zuo Lengchan has become an ice sculpture.
Fang Xian also absorbed enough internal force and released the sword: "Okay, the leader of the Zuo Alliance has died suddenly. From Songshan, come and collect the corpse."
The disciples of Songshan were already full of red.
Zuo Lengchan's will is their will, and Zuo Lengchan's ambition is their ambition. When Zuo Lengchan dies, it seems that they are also dead.
Among the crowds of Songshan, thirteen masters standing in front drew their swords at the same time and slashed their necks across.
"The left leader... we were born from Songshan, and we died from Songshan ghosts... Our Thirteen Grandpas... went to the underworld to accompany you... break the Hall of Hell... and took charge of the life and death!"
"Break the Hall of Hell... Take charge of the life and death!!!"
After a shout of one another, the Thirteenth Taibao of Songshan died and died.
"Real Dead Soldier." Fang Xian lamented. Songshan is a power group surrounded by Zuo Lengchan's personal charm. The prosperity of this power group cannot be separated from everyone in Songshan. They absolutely admire Zuo Lengchan and are absolutely loyal. With Zuo Lengchan's death, the entire Songshan collapsed in an instant. It is said that Songshan is arrogant and arrogant. Songshan has his capital and his strength. At least the brave generals and soldiers who are so generous to die are still worthy of admiration.
The strong wine entered his stomach and was drunk in the beauty's arms. The cold air on Linghu Chong's body gradually dissipated, and a hint of blush appeared on his face.
"Yingying..." Linghu Chong raised his hand and gently stroked the tears on Ren Yingying's cheek, "I'm afraid...even if I come back to life, I'm just a useless person..."
"It's okay... It's okay... I don't care!" Ren Yingying untied her coat and wrapped herself with Linghu Chong, "Zuo Lengchan is dead, you are the head of the Five Mountains, you won!"
Linghu Chong just smiled faintly: "Yes... I won... Huashan won... Five Mountains won... This is my world... My justice..."
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, a wild bark broke the silence again.
"Unworthy people! Extremely childish! Justice is so simple! It's ready to go!!!"
Yue Buqun had already stood up at some point, his disheveled hair was like a mad dog, and two guys who shouldn't have appeared behind him who shouldn't have appeared here.
These two have distinct characteristics.
One of them was wearing a black cannon, with a dense beard, a masculinity on his face, and a sense of arrogant ruthlessness in his eyes. The other was wearing a red silk skirt with long hair and a beautiful face, but he always felt uncomfortable. Under the willow-leaf eyebrows, it was not the eyes of the phoenix.
"Dongfang Bubai!" Ren Yingying shouted in shock, "I have my own arrangements here, and I will not let the leader of the labor camp."
When I heard the four words Dongfang Bubai, the audience was silent, horrified and silent.
Fang Xian even gasped and was already pulling Wang Yuyan and was about to leave.
"Brothers, please withdraw quickly. This shemale is not something that can be done now..."
Seeing that Tian Boguang was so scared, Zhang Wuji felt a sense of pride: "What are you afraid of? I am here. I have never met an opponent except Mr. Sanfeng!"
"Brother, practice again. This shemale should be of the same level as Master Zhang Tian!"
"Oh?! Then I'll know it even more!"
Ouyang Ke: "Yes, look, there are no shemale in my harem yet, I want to meet you."
"Fuck... I'm curious to kill the cats, brothers!"
Dongfang Bubai looked at Ren Yingying with a wicked smile and said, "Yingying, you are not obedient again, Brother Lian, how do you think you will punish her?"
Brother Lian beside Dongfang Bubai is naturally the real man Yang Lianting: "Hmph, Ren Yingying, you have been killed by Meizhuang and killed four friends in Jiangnan. The murder of the sect of the fellow disciples has been revealed. The leader of the Dongfang Sect has ordered you to be killed!"
At this moment, a thick voice of the elderly was inserted violently.
"Bad! Killing people from the same sect? I'm so embarrassed to say this!" A strong and huge figure jumped out of the crowd, with black hair and white hair on his head, which was quite intimidating. "I killed the four friends in Jiangnan by myself. The four of them were accomplices of tigers, and they were more than dead. Dongfang Bubai, I'm in vain for many years! We usurped the throne and seized power, killed my confidant, imprisoned me, and now is the time to pay off my debts!"
Chapter completed!