Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

At this moment, Yun Zhonghe could no longer suppress the rage in his heart. His angry roar pierced through the clouds and split the rocks, echoing in this empty land. Even the birds in the distance were frightened by the sudden roar and fled in all directions.

His body seemed to be driven by an invisible force, and instantly turned into a black lightning, rushing towards Xu Xingchen with swiftness and determination. His speed was so fast that it was astonishing, like a cheetah ready to pounce, just for that fatal blow.

The iron-clawed steel rod that was suddenly pulled out from behind shone with a cold light in the sunlight. Every time it was swung, it was accompanied by a whistling sound, pointing directly at Xu Xingchen's vitals, the head that was about to become his sacrifice for revenge.

This is not just a weapon, but also the embodiment of Yun Zhonghe's resentment and hatred over a period of time. At this moment, he is about to pour it all out, vowing to completely settle this feud in this instant.

However, facing this fierce and seemingly impeccable attack, Xu Xingchen appeared unusually calm and composed. His whole body tilted slightly at this moment, and his movements were as light as a swallow. He completed the dodge in almost a flash.

The iron claw and steel staff that seemed enough to make any living creature tremble seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and only gently brushed past Xu Xingchen's side. Although its edge was extremely sharp, it only brushed the corner of Xu Xingchen's clothes and brought up a breeze.

It didn't leave any trace on him.

This sudden turn of events not only made Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling, who were standing next to Xu Xingchen, widen their eyes with astonishment, but also their eyes were filled with shock and relief, as if they had witnessed an impossible miracle with their own eyes.

Zhong Ling's slender hands clenched into fists unconsciously, and an indescribable excitement surged in her heart; while Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes flickered with complex emotions, curiosity and amazement at this incredible scene.

As for Yun Zhonghe, he was known for his ruthlessness, but his expression changed rapidly at this moment, from full of confidence at the beginning to a dark blue color in an instant. In addition to disbelief, his deep eyes also showed a bit of unprecedented solemnity and murderous intent.

Yun Zhonghe never expected that his all-out attack would fail so easily.

Moreover, it happened in public, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him who always thought highly of himself. As Yun Zhonghe's anger continued to rise, his eyes became increasingly cold.

It was a light that was a mixture of anger, unwillingness and humiliation, as if it wanted to tear into pieces all obstacles that stood in its way.

"Whoosh-"

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, breaking the silence around. Yun Zhonghe suddenly turned around, like a cheetah ready to pounce, and instantly adjusted his attack posture.

The iron claw and steel staff in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, with a whistling sound, and went straight to Xu Xingchen's waist. This was the most direct and violent way to prove his strength.

Seeing this, Xu Xingchen quickly adjusted his body shape, and his feet seemed to be assisted by wind, and he instantly performed the [Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick]. His legs spun rapidly like windmills, driving the air flow around his body.

Forming a whirlwind force that cannot be underestimated, the whole person leaped up like an arrow, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and then used a [360-degree whirlwind kick].

"Whoosh-"

Only a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the iron claw and steel staff in Yun Zhonghe's hand turned into a silver lightning and passed directly under Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen used the [360-degree whirlwind kick] by taking advantage of the power of his whole body rotating in the air, concentrating all the strength of his body on his toes, doubling the power of this attack, and kicked fiercely towards Yun Zhonghe's shoulder below.

"boom!"

The dull and shocking sound seemed to tear the air apart, causing the entire space to tremble. Xu Xingchen's [360-degree whirlwind kick] reached its ultimate speed and power at this moment.

It hit Yun Zhonghe's seemingly indestructible shoulder with great precision. This attack not only utilized the power of his body spinning like a whirlwind, but also contained Xu Xingchen's deep internal strength. The force made it impossible for Yun Zhonghe to resist.

Yun Zhonghe's body was like being hit by a huge hammer. He lost his balance in an instant, and like a kite with a broken string, he flew backwards involuntarily, drawing a long arc.

"Clap clap..."

In the end, Yun Zhonghe's entire body fell heavily to the ground several meters away. The iron claw and steel staff in his hand also flew out of his hand at this moment, accompanied by the whistling wind, drawing a thrilling parabola in the air.

Then, the iron claw and steel rod slammed heavily on the ground, making a loud "clang" sound and raising dust.

Yun Zhonghe was lying on the ground, his face as pale as paper, with a streak of glaring blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured. His body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief and anger.

He could never have imagined that he, one of the famous "Four Evil Men" in the martial arts world, would be defeated so easily by an unknown young man, who was also a disciple of the Huashan Sect! !

"Fourth!!"

At once, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan cried out in surprise when they saw this. Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief, as if they had seen something incredible.

They had never expected that their fourth son Yun Zhonghe would fail at this critical moment and be defeated so miserably by a young man. Was it because their fourth son Yun Zhonghe had played with too many women? Or was it because the young man Xu Xingchen was too strong?

"Ah!! I will definitely chop off your head, you ignorant brat!!"

Yue Laosan was immediately furious, his voice was full of anger and uncontrollable violence, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire, staring at Xu Xingchen not far away, the crocodile-mouthed scissors in his hand.

In the sunlight, there was a flashing cold and dangerous light. Every slight shake seemed to foreshadow the coming storm. Yue Laosan roared angrily.

"Click... click..."

Two crisp and harsh metal collision sounds suddenly rang out. Those were the warnings given by the crocodile-jaw scissors when they were bitten tightly and then bitten again, like the whisper of death, which made people shudder.

Yue Laosan's body suddenly pounced forward like an enraged beast. The roof under his feet seemed to tremble at this moment, and a gust of wind blew straight towards Xu Xingchen.

His movements were swift and powerful, and the veins on his hands holding the crocodile shears were exposed, showing his anger and determination at the moment. In Yue Laosan's eyes, there was only Xu Xingchen, who was about to become the dead soul under his command. Everything else was no longer important.

Seeing Yue Lao San attacking swiftly, Xu Xingchen slightly extended his right palm, as if gathering the power between heaven and earth, and used the Shaolin [Dragon Capturing Skill] to strike out, aiming at the Hanming Sword that had pierced into the tree.

The Hanming sword that was deeply inserted into the tree trunk actually began to vibrate slowly under the powerful suction of Shaolin's [Dragon Capturing Skill]. Then, it seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

It was slowly pulled out from the tree and finally fell steadily into Xu Xingchen's right hand. At this moment, the sword body of the Hanming Sword flashed with a sharp cold light, which echoed with Xu Xingchen's eyes.

Xu Xingchen, holding the Hanming Sword, instantly became more upright and majestic. He stared at Yue Laosan who was looking aggressive in front of him with sharp eyes, then took a step forward and held the Hanming Sword across his chest.

The sharp tip of the sword was pointing at the pair of extremely sharp crocodile-mouth scissors in Yue Lao San's hands.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the Hanming Sword and the Crocodile-Shoulder Scissors collided fiercely in the air.

Sparks flew as two powerful forces collided and intertwined with each other, erupting in dazzling light and a strong shock wave. The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by this force.

During this fierce confrontation, Yue Laosan's whole body shook, and his feet seemed to be pushed suddenly by an invisible force, and he involuntarily took two steps back.

Every step left a deep footprint, revealing the tremendous pressure Yue Laosan was under under this impact. For a moment, Yue Laosan's tiger-like face changed slightly.

There was a flash of disbelief in his eyes. He obviously did not expect that Xu Xingchen, a young man, could have such a deep inner strength and such amazing explosive power.