[Comprehensive martial arts] The bright moon shines on you

In the magnificent hall.

The shouting and killing outside the door almost never stopped, and people fell down forever every minute and every second.The bright red blood dyed the soil at the foot of the bamboo forest in Happy Forest red.

Carrying a sword and charging all the way in from outside the happy forest, Wang Lianhua's whole body was filled with murderous intent, and even the air in which she was surrounded seemed to be filled with the smell of fresh blood.

He had waited too long for this moment, like a sword tempered day and night in a raging fire.Once out of the sheath, the no longer suppressed killing intent and fighting intent soared into the sky, almost stirring Jiuxiao.After saying a word, Wang Lianhua was no longer willing to continue talking nonsense with the Happy King. The long sword in her hand flashed, and she joined the sword, and went straight to the man who had stood up from the throne.

And Wang Lianhua's shot seemed to break some false calm, and Shen Lang, Panda'er, and Bai Feifei also shot at the same time.

Happy King was the first to face Wang Lianhua's oncoming sword, and then, Panda'er's fist, Shen Lang's palm, and Bai Feifei's ghostly figure surrounded him.

Although Happy King's martial arts is high and strong, he can be called the overlord for a while, but the young people he is facing at this moment are also rare heroes in the world, dragons and phoenixes among them.Facing their cooperation, even a martial artist as advanced as him had to cheer up to deal with it.

What's more, besides the few of them, there was another person who was leisurely watching with a fan and didn't know what he was thinking.

Prince Wang Shaodian, as if he really came to see the excitement, shook the folding fan in his right hand, without any intention of putting it on the scabbard at his waist.The mysterious young man watched their fight, his eyes were full of interest, and he walked aside with special interest to make room for these people.

In the center of the hall, the sound of swords roared, murderous aura crisscrossed.Less than half a minute after the fight, Happy King already felt the pressure.He had to admit that he had indeed underestimated these young people before.Although they are not familiar with each other and have never cooperated before, these people are all extremely talented in martial arts.There is no need to deliberately practice in advance, and the coordination between the advance and retreat of several people has been seamless.Happy King seemed to be shrouded in a tight net, whenever he made a move, someone would stop him first.Other people's moves can always attack him when they are not expecting.He was like a person who couldn't stretch his arms and legs, and he had nowhere to use his martial arts, and he was extremely aggrieved.

On the periphery of the battle group, the man who was lazily standing outside watching with his lips pursed all the time quieted down unknowingly.When no one noticed, the smile on his lips remained, but the light in his eyes slowly became serious.That bit by bit of condensed cold light, no one who looked at it would never believe that he was just a worthless playboy.

In the center of the main hall, Wang Lianhua's sword was as bright as water, carrying a kind of icy coldness that did not match his whole person.And when Happy King was busy parrying his increasingly unpredictable sword moves, Bai Feifei suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost, and attacked his vest with a claw.

A stern look flashed across Happy King's eyes, he turned his body slightly, and slapped the approaching figure with his palm.At the same time, his other hand swept across in front of him, blocking the attacking palms of Shen Lang and Panda'er again.Just at the same time, the empty door in his chest opened.

This is an excellent opportunity to attack, but at this time, Shen Lang, Wang Lianhua and the other four have been blocked by Happy King, and it is too late to rush forward, so they can only watch this opportunity pass by.This is exactly the scary thing about Happy King. His martial arts is not without flaws, but he can always make this flaw appear when others can't catch it.

Bai Feifei, who was slapped away with a palm, gritted his teeth and watched Happy King retract his palm again, and he was about to return to the watertight state. This time, their attack in exchange for injuries seemed to return in vain again.At this moment, in the blue sky, a dazzled sword light flashed across the sky, as if it was a blue sky beyond the sky.

Bright red blood splashed out, illuminating everyone's vision. The Happy King took two steps back abruptly, staring at the young man who suddenly appeared not far away, holding a scimitar like a full moon.Just at that moment, this person flashed like a flash of lightning and slashed out with a knife, then slipped past his backhand attack strangely, and returned to the periphery of the battle group.

And the knife he slashed on his chest at the right time successfully left a long bloodstain on Happy King's body.

"Brother Wang..." Shen Lang looked at the person a few steps away, slightly astonished.After all, although Wang Shaodian said that he would make up the knife, no one thought that he would really make a move.

The slender fingers brushed the blade slowly, wiping away the precarious drop of blood hanging from the tip of the blade, and the blade, which was as clear as a pool of clear water, made the young man's fingertips pale.Wang Shaodian hooked his lips casually, and said without much sincerity, "I'm sorry, the posture you just posed was too good, and I couldn't help itching for a while."

"You..." The Happy King stared at him fiercely, his outburst of anger almost igniting the air.With five fingers on his right hand, just as he was about to make a move with fury, his body froze suddenly.

Almost in an instant, he found something wrong, and the happy king's eyes suddenly moved down, and fell on the knife in Wang Shaodian's hand.

When it was still in the sheath, the scimitar looked ordinary, except for a little more primitive appearance, it seemed to be no different from other scimitars.But at this moment, I don't know if it was because of the blood just seen, the scimitar was only being held casually in the young man's hand, and an astonishing killing intent was already bursting out.After being stained with blood, the blade, which was as clear as clear water, exuded a strange and magical nature, which made people's minds seized by it just by looking at it.

Happy King's pupils shrank sharply, "This knife..."

"Hahaha..." In the eerie silence, Wang Lianhua, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed hysterically.The long sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and he stood up unsteadily from the ground, reaching out his hand nonchalantly to wipe away a streak of blood that slipped from the corner of his lips.

Staring at the person a few steps away, Wang Lianhua's eyes were full of unmistakable pleasure.As if the hatred of more than ten years had been relieved once, he looked at Happy King and smiled very happily, "It seems that you don't need to wait for mother to come, you are already dead."

Although Happy King was stabbed, the wound was not particularly fatal. On the other hand, the rest of them, Wang Lianhua and Bai Feifei, were both injured. Although they could fight again, the outcome is still unknown.But at this time Wang Lianhua looked at Happy King as if he was looking at a dead person.Happy King's face was livid, he didn't look at Wang Lianhua, but instead set his eyes on Wang Shaodian, as if he was confirming something.

This development was somewhat beyond the expectations of the others. Shen Lang and the others who were about to continue to attack couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. Qi Qi looked at Wang Lianhua who smiled as if his revenge had been avenged.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Wang Lianhua turned her head and met Wang Shaodian's raised eyebrows.He covered his chest and coughed lightly, spit out the blood foam between his lips, and then slowly raised his lips, "If I'm not wrong, the knife in Brother Wang's hand should be the treasure of the Western Demon Cult. Moon Scimitar."

As soon as the last few words came out, the pupils of all the people present constricted suddenly, and their eyes all fell on the scimitar in Wang Shaodian's hand, which was glowing with a strange light.

The full moon scimitar, the most precious treasure of the western demon sect, is forged from the thousand-year-old cold mountain iron that has absorbed the essence of moonlight.The blade is tempered with the secret voodoo of the Western Demon Cult. Those who are poisoned have no medicine to cure it.

The full moon scimitar is generally in the hands of the leader of the demon sect, and it has only appeared three times in the Central Plains martial arts before.However, every time it appears, it is accompanied by an earthquake-like turmoil.The great reputation of the full moon scimitar was entirely forged by the blood of martial arts masters.Moreover, among the several kinds of poisons that the Xinglin Medicine King stated that there is no cure, the voodoo quenched on the blade of the full moon scimitar ranks among the top three.

Wang Lianhua suddenly identified the saber in Wang Shaodian's hand as the magical weapon that almost existed in legends. Even though the people present were not ordinary people, she couldn't help being a little surprised and hesitant.

Looking at Wang Lianhua's seemingly determined eyes, the young man holding the legendary magic knife raised his eyebrows slightly unexpectedly, and the corners of his thin lips slowly hooked, "How did you guess that?"

Seeing that he did not deny it, everyone's breathing was slightly stagnant, and Happy King's complexion completely darkened.

Wang Lianhua stared at the person in front of him who looked at him with some interest, and a big stone finally fell to the ground in her heart.

"I saw him in Shi Guanyin's magic cave. At that time, Shi Guanyin seemed to treat him very politely, and even moved forward the date of going back for him. This shows that his status must not be low. He, or behind him, has someone who makes Shi Guanyin A person whom Avalokitesvara deeply fears."

"He is not from the Central Plains, and there are not many forces in the frontiers of the Western Regions that can make Shi Guanyin afraid. Seeing the scimitar at his waist, don't you think of anything?"

"Wang Shaodian, it's not 'Dian', but 'Dian'. His name is already very clear. Add the little word for 'Wang'...it's 'Yu'. He is not an ordinary romantic at all." Dandy, he is the young leader of the Western Demon Cult, the son of Yu Luocha, Yu Tianbao."

A few words that Ming Yueye had said emerged in her mind, took a deep breath, Wang Lianhua looked at the pale eyes of the young man opposite, and said softly, "Western Demon Cult is not doing well during this period of time. Why is it so peaceful, the young leader is very interested, and even came to wade through this muddy water."

"So I'm asking you, how did you know?" The identity was revealed, but the young leader with a difficult personality didn't seem to be very unhappy.His eyes were still shining with interest, and he looked up and down at Wang Lianhua who was standing a few steps away.

At this moment, everyone seems to have forgotten the Happy King.Because they all already knew that the life of this man who once called the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes was doomed to come to an end.No one can cure the poison on the round moon scimitar.

Wang Lianhua looked at the young man in front of her, opened her mouth and was about to speak, when the gate of the main hall was suddenly smashed by a palm.The violent explosion made everyone look back, and then, they saw a beautiful woman in palace attire who was as beautiful as a fairy concubine came in across the threshold.It's just that the expression on the face of this palace beauty at this time is beyond the word "ugly".

"Mother?" Wang Lianhua watched in astonishment as Fairy Yunmeng approached with a cold face, the aura around her was both suppressed and manic, and the killing intent was almost condensed into substance.

Wang Lianhua suddenly had some bad premonition.

Under everyone's eyes, Fairy Yunmeng, who was approaching with an imposing manner about to come, didn't even take a look at Happy King, who was not far away, whose face was getting uglier.With a wave of her arm, she said quickly and decisively, "Leave this to me, you go back immediately and find the other boys."

When Wang Lianhua heard this sentence, her heart trembled suddenly, and her premonition of not wanting to grow stronger, "Mother, what happened..."

Fairy Yunmeng glanced at him, gritted her teeth with a cold face, and said, "Something happened to Mingyue."

As soon as she said this, several people present changed color.Shen Lang, Wang Lianhua, and... Yu Tianbao, the young leader of the Western Demon Cult who has been standing aside as if he doesn't care about anything.