Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 164 Eight Great Elders

Half an hour later, outside the main altar of the Demon Cult.

The ten major factions have already launched an attack on the city in front of them according to Zhao Fanxing's original plan.

The disciples of Wudang, Shaolin, Kongtong, Kunlun, and Tianshan, the five major sects, have entered the city and started a head-on confrontation with the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Thousands of artillery pieces in the rear are also constantly bombarding the target.

"Boom!" Amidst the deafening sound of cannonballs, countless disciples of the Devil's Cult were blown to pieces.

But at this moment, eight demon sect elders led the demon sect disciples and killed them from behind.

Among them are the masters of Demon Sword Hall, Evil Ghost Hall, Black Blood Hall, Blood Sword Hall, and Heavy Armor Hall.

The head of the Emei School, Baimei Taoist Priest, immediately flew up and launched a counterattack.

His subordinates Ouyang Zhong, Song Dajiang, Yan Xiang and others were also among them.

Xu Canghai, the head of the Kongtong School, also used the "White Tiger Palm Technique", fighting with the enemy with his powerful palm style.

Nangong Feiyan, Lu Zhaoming, and Huangfu Jingyun also fought hard.

Because the two major sects had so many masters, the demon sect's disciples' offensive was delayed and they could not achieve success.

But the eight demon sect elders sneered at this moment: "Haha, it seems that the famous and decent people are nothing more than this."

Although the eight of them were completely different in appearance and stature, they were wearing the same yellow and black robes, and they were full of true energy and murderous aura.

"Blood Demon Formation!" The elders of the Demon Cult leaped, surrounded Xu Canghai, waved their palms, and slapped at the same time, releasing eight dark red shock waves.

Facing the encirclement of the enemy, Xu Canghai could only resist with his palm wind.

"Boom boom boom!" The palm wind and the shock wave collided and canceled each other out.

But the offensive of the elders of the Devil's Cult has just begun.

They kept changing positions, flying around Xu Canghai, and slapped their palms continuously, releasing dark red palm wind.

For a while, Xu Canghai was trapped in the formation of the elders of the Demon Cult, unable to fight back, and could only resist passively.

But the internal strength of these eight people was extremely deep. After fighting for a while, he couldn't hold it any longer, his whole body was surging with energy and blood, and he became dizzy.

"What a powerful martial art." Zhao Fanxing watched from the dark, knowing that he could no longer stand by and help.

"Long Xiao Nine Heavens!" He flew up and cast "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", releasing nine golden dragons, swooping down from the air and attacking the opponent.

Seeing his menacing approach, the eight elders of the Demon Sect immediately formed a defensive formation, waved their palms at the same time, released a dark red shock wave, and confronted him in the air.

"Boom boom boom!" Even so, the golden dragon smashed the shock wave and sent all the elders of the Demon Cult flying away.

Although their body protection zhenqi was not damaged, they could not stand still and almost fell down.

Zhao Fanxing took the opportunity to come to Xu Canghai, cupped his hands and said, "Master Xu, leave this place to me, you can go back and rest."

Xu Canghai waved his hand: "How can this be done? Leader, the subordinates also need to contribute their strength."

Zhao Fanxing said: "This is an order. I am the leader of the alliance. You must obey my orders."

Xu Canghai smiled bitterly and said, "Okay then."

After saying that, he flew away.

At the same time, the eight elders of the Demon Sect finally returned to normal, surrounded Zhao Fanxing, and said, "You are the leader of Zhao, right?"

He nodded: "Exactly."

The elder of the Demon Sect said: "Our eight elders have practiced the 'Blood Demon Formation' together, and have killed countless famous masters. They can be regarded as invincible. Today, do you want to try with your life?"

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "Then I would like to ask your Excellency to make a move."

The elders of the Devil's Cult immediately walked around him, and slapped his chest and back with both palms, and the palms became faster and faster.

"Breaking Qi Style!" Zhao Fanxing drew his sword out of its sheath at this moment, and cast "Dugu Nine Swords", waving the long sword continuously, and using the sword energy to attack the flaws of the opponent's true energy.

"Bang bang bang!" Although the formations of the elders of the Demon Cult were extremely powerful, they were broken one after another by Zhao Fanxing's exquisite sword moves, and they just couldn't gain the upper hand.

The demon sect elder was almost injured by his sword energy.

Under the ebb and flow, they also showed shocked expressions, and decided to continue to strengthen the offensive.

The eight elders waved their palms and pushed back at the same time, releasing eight pillars of dark red air, attacking Zhao Fanxing's head from the air.

"Lingbo Weibu!" Seeing the enemy's fierce attack, he used Qinggong and moved sideways to the ground to avoid the attack.

"Boom boom boom!" The dark red gas column hit the ground continuously, blasting countless big holes, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

After dodging continuously, Zhao Fanxing flew towards the enemy.

The demon sect elders immediately stood together, waved their palms at the same time, and released sixteen dark red palm winds, attacking his lower abdomen, chest, and face at the same time.

The speed of these palms was extremely fast, and Zhao Fanxing was about to be unable to dodge.

"The indestructible power of the Vajra!" But at this moment, he activated his internal energy and turned his skin into gold.

"Bang bang bang!" The enemy's palm hit his body, just scratching the surface.

"Chaotic sword style!" Zhao Fanxing seized the opportunity, swung his long sword, and slashed continuously.

The sword light flickered, and it was struck thousands of times at an extremely fast speed.

The elders of the Demon Sect were too close and were hit by him one after another.

"Dang, clang, clang!" They blocked most of the attacks, but their protective qi was severely damaged, almost shattered.

The face of the elder of the Devil's Cult was terrified, and he hurriedly flew back.

However, Zhao Fanxing pursued him closely and continued to use the "Breaking Qi Style" sword attack.

I saw the long sword in his hand sweeping and lifting continuously, releasing a series of sword energy.

Every sword qi hits the weak point of the opponent's true qi, breaking the moves of the elders of the Demon Sect.

They were also forced to have no way to retreat, and their body shields were shattered.

But at this moment, the eight elders of the Devil's Cult suddenly took out daggers from their arms, surrounded Zhao Fanxing, and stabbed at his chest and back at the same time.

This blow was very stealthy, and the speed and timing were just right.

"Broken sword style!" Zhao Fanxing was already prepared, soaring into the air, spinning around in the air, and slashing diagonally with the long sword, attacking the opponent's flaws in his moves.

"Ah!" The sword light flickered, and the screams continued. The eight elders of the Devil's Cult couldn't dodge in time, but they were hit by him on the wrist. The dagger fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

"Swing the sword!" Zhao Fanxing didn't fall down, but tapped the ground with the tip of the sword lightly, and flew sideways in the air, and the long sword also swept across.

The silver sword light drew countless arcs in the air.

The elder of the Devil's religion couldn't judge the position and timing of his move, and was hit directly in the chest.

"Bah!" More blood gushes out, and these eight people can only endure the severe pain and fly back.

"Serial Flying Knife!" Zhao Fanxing didn't chase after him, but cast "Little Li Flying Knife". With a wave of his hands, the flying knives flew out from his fingertips.

Countless cold lights flickered, and before the eight elders of the Demon Cult had run far, blood holes appeared on the back of their necks.

They all opened their eyes wide, and fell straight in a pool of blood, dying of breath.

(End of this chapter)