Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 82

This land of Western Shu has always been remote, and the Shu Mountain School suddenly appeared here, and most people in the Jianghu did not know about it.

The sects of the Demon Sect who originally lived in Western Shu never paid attention to this place after they moved.

However, a few days ago, a news spread that even the sects of the Demon Sect couldn't stand the loneliness anymore.

The Demon Gate, or the Holy Gate, is also a sect with a long history.

At that time, Tianmo Cangchu established a side sect besides the authentic Taoist sect. Through the ages, he eliminated the strange and secret techniques learned by each school and kept the essential ones, and selected the ones that suited his own way. He then processed and compiled them into ten volumes of "Tianmo Ce". , is the beginning of the Demon Sect.

It's just that it's not unusual for the Heavenly Demon to combine its gains with its own power.

This inheritance has been scattered and divided since the days of Heavenly Demon. In the martial arts world, although it is still collectively known as the Demon Sect, it has been divided into two factions and six ways.

The Yingui Sect, which is composed of women engaged in traditional industries; the Butian Pavilion, which is composed of assassins and mercenaries; the Tianlian Sect, which represents the merchant class;

Because these sects, industries and behaviors are mostly contrary to the mainstream and cannot be orthodoxy in the world, the world calls them "demon gates".

The news of Fengyunpu spread to the Demon Sect, and immediately, the air-conditioning in this hidden place was sucked out!

What shocked them the most was the battle between Yang Ke and Shi Zhixuan, with neither winner nor loser.

At that time, the evil king deliberately kneaded the two factions and six ways, and then established the Holy Gate.

Just like this, since ancient times, there have always been madmen who came from the border areas and were called wild kings, demon lords, etc., trying to suppress the martial arts, unify the rivers and lakes, and dominate the world.

In recent years, there have been King Happy and King Xiaoyao successively proclaimed kings from the Western Regions and entered the Central Plains with the intention of dominating the world.

People in the world thought this evil king was also of the same kind, but who knows, he disappeared after only half of the work was done.

The various sects of the Demon Sect that were originally wary of him were relieved, but there were also people who had been following his trail.

When Meng Shentong ascended Mount Shu, there was a member of the Demon Sect, who saw his whereabouts and followed him secretly.

In the Shushan school grounds, Yang Ke was competing with Meng Shentong. Both sides had their own strengths in martial arts, and someone was spying on them from afar.

Feeling the invasion of a slight chill, the chill is nothing more than the key is the sinister aura contained in it, if it invades the meridians, even Yang Ke's Taixuan Zhenqi will be blocked from running.

He used his true energy to disperse the aura on the sword, but as soon as it was dispelled, it struck again, which was very difficult to deal with.

That is to say, Yang Ke already has the characteristic of endless life. As long as the true energy is not seriously consumed, it can be replenished in one breath, so that he can compete with Meng Shentong.

Meng Shentong only used the power of his palm to resist Yang Ke's attacking sword, and he passed a hundred and ten moves in a blink of an eye.

From the perspective of outsiders, the two are still in a stalemate stage, with no winner or loser.

"Master, is this the case with the Evil King?"

In a corridor in the lower courtyard, two people were watching the competition from a distance.

Despite the distance of hundreds of feet, no one noticed that there was anyone here.

Maybe I saw it, but I also regarded it as my own.

The woman who asked the question was pretty and lovely, with a natural charm in her gestures, but if any man saw it, it would be difficult for him to turn his eyes away.

When she thought about it, there was no difference between Yang Ke and Shi Zhixuan. Now, even with Meng Shentong, there was no difference between victory and defeat. Doesn't that mean that Shi Zhixuan's martial arts skills were like this?
It is true that the martial arts of the two people in the Shushan school are higher than hers, but the gap is by no means a gap that cannot be seen clearly.

Is Shi Zhixuan so powerful?

With such strength, how could it be possible for the elders in the sect and even the master to hate it to the bone, but they are still full of fear when they mention it.

With such strength, with three or five elders coming together, Shi Zhixuan can only flee, right?

Her question was not buried in her heart, but asked directly.

Momen, strength is the most important thing. The woman next to her was covered with a veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly. At this time, she looked at the field, but shook her head and said: "Meng Shentong also has some famous names in the Jianghu. , Martial arts, never stop here.

As for Shi Zhixuan, if Qing'er meets him, he will run as far as he can, if he can't escape, just resign himself to fate! "

The sword light on the field was shining, Yang Ke had used two or three hundred swords, and the sword style had not been repeated at all, and all the moves were killer moves.

However, still not three feet in front of Meng Shentong's body, and five feet away from Meng Shentong's body, it felt like piercing into quicksand, four feet, it became solid ice.

Even with the power of Yang Ke's long sword, he could only withdraw his sword and retreat, changing his moves again.

Naturally, it was impossible for the power of Meng's supernatural power to protect his entire body. He only had to protect that part before Yang Ke's sword arrived.

Therefore, after three hundred moves, his aura has not declined at all, and is even continuing to improve.

One only attacks but does not defend, and the other only defends but does not attack.

Yang Ke knows very well that Meng Shentong has accumulated momentum, and when he finishes accumulating, it will be a shocking blow.

The sword in his hand moved a little faster, and few people could see his sword clearly. In fact, only Gui Bing'e could see it clearly on the school grounds.

There was also a trace of worry in her eyes.

One breath is at least ten swords, almost to the extreme, but with such a fast sword, Meng Shentong is still able to block it with ease.

In front of him, behind him, above his head, left and right, there are sword shadows everywhere, but amidst the ding ding sound, Yang Ke's sword tip, at most, was only handed to him one foot in front of him.

So, how can you hurt someone?

"Hahahaha! If the head of Yang is just like this, such a grand scene will belong to Meng!"

Looking at the green and black aura on Meng Shentong's face and the scarlet eyes, it was obvious that this person had become possessed.

Yang Ke took the sword light away, stretched out his hand, and shouted:

"Sword come!"

In an instant, a sword was hanging around Meng Shentong. Yang Ke stretched out his hand to draw it. Suddenly, with a few sword sounds, those sharp swords changed their sword moves and struck at Meng Shentong.

Meng's supernatural power had already accumulated to the peak, so he was about to slap Yang Ke to death, and all the onlookers were slapped to death.

But in an instant, the sword he faced turned into seven swords. These seven swords were struck in a row, and one sword was stronger than the other. Although no one was holding the sword, it was more mysterious.

Meng Shentong's demon heart was born, he shouted loudly, without dodging or evading, he slapped out palm after palm, before the force of the palm was released, the whole body was filled with a blue-black aura, just look at that aura, those with low martial arts skills will have Feeling dizzy.

Meng Shentong struck out with a palm, and immediately avoided the seven swords that struck him, but there were eight other swords, shining with sword light, blocking them horizontally.

boom!boom!
There were a few muffled noises, and looking at Meng Shentong, he had already withdrawn his palms, the swords surrounding him were not missing at all, and his footsteps were still in place.

In the corridor over there, the girl looked at this side, her eyes sparkled, and she asked, "It seems that Meng Shentong is about to lose!"

Only in a blink of an eye, the outcome was so clear, looking at the sword hanging around Meng Shentong, and the young man with sword aura all over him, and the few people watching secretly, they were all amazed!
(End of this chapter)