The Record of Righteousness

However, what is extremely frightening is that the parts of He Bayue struck by those swords did not bleed or be injured like ordinary people!

On the contrary, his body was like a hard stone, steadily resisting the dull sound of those sharp swords.

The besieging soldiers had a look of horror on their faces. They hurriedly retracted their swords and slashed at He Bayue again!

But the result was that their swords struck the old man without any reaction.

In just a few breaths, He Bayue fought against thousands of enemies with one person.

His palm skills are flexible and changeable, as fast and flexible as a snake, and at the same time as steady as a mountain. A seemingly light palm contains a thousand catties of power.

Every palm strike contains the power to split the heaven and the earth, making the surrounding soldiers fearful.

The soldiers hit by this terrifying palm technique could still clearly hear the sound of their bones being shattered, even if they were wearing heavy armor.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body flew backwards, hitting other soldiers in the distance heavily.

Everyone who survived, including the Qingzhu Gang Leader and the Black Tiger Gang Leader, were stunned and couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

"This is the martial arts secret of Taishan Sect! Shi Gandang!"

"It is said that those who practice stone dare to be great, and their torsos are invulnerable! Now that I see it, it is really true! I will die without regrets if I can see such a unique skill in this life."

"If I'm not wrong about the palm technique used by Master He, it must be that of the twelve-style boxer."

"This is definitely just the tip of the iceberg of Master He's martial arts. The Taishan Sect mainly relies on swords, but now Master He only uses palm techniques and can still reach uninhabited areas. If he uses swords, it is just a piece of cake to deal with these more than a thousand officers and soldiers. dish."

"Stop talking so much, Huang Ting is going to kill us all. Since they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust!"

The remaining dozen or so gang leaders of small sects with better martial arts skills were all filled with indignation and stopped dodging.

After talking to each other, they all joined He Bayue's side to kill the soldiers.

For a time, with the assistance of the more than ten people, He Batayue's side showed its advantage, killing the surrounding soldiers like an overwhelming mountain.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Hao's thousand elite soldiers had suffered more than a hundred casualties!

He Bayue's face was cold and his eyes were as cold as ice, as if the soldiers in front of him were nothing more than insignificant ants.

His figure was like a majestic mountain. He flashed out in an instant, and his palm struck out like a gust of wind, slapping the chest of a young soldier in front of him hard!

The soldier looked stunned, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

But his chest sank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

A stream of blood spurted out with a sweet smell and some internal organs and flesh!

The soldier didn't even have time to feel the pain before he was killed on the spot by He Bayue's light palm.

He Bayue's figure stood firmly in the wave of red and black armor, like an unshakable mountain.

Facing the onslaught of hundreds of people, he remained calm and unafraid.

Once his thousand-pound palm technique is used, it can easily take away the lives of more than a dozen soldiers every time.

Dozens of densely packed corpses of soldiers were piled up at his feet, and the scene was horrific.

"Brother Ouyang! Anyway, that's the end of the matter. Why don't you follow me, my foolish brother, to overthrow the Ming Court and achieve eternal hegemony and eternal merits!"

Ouyang Shaoling's internal strength over the past few decades is no less vast than that of Nahe Bayue.

Facing the soldiers who were swarming forward, he just waved his beard with authority and flicked his sleeves.

That internal force exploded!

The soldiers who swarmed forward seemed to be struck by an invisible giant hand. Their cheeks swelled and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and they all flew out with a wailing sound.

Their bones were slightly broken and they lay on the ground struggling, but their lives were not in danger.

"He Bayue, have you already had the intention to rebel?!"

"Now that you have brought me to this Hongmen Banquet, aren't you trapping me in an unjust place?!"

He knew that once these officers and soldiers were killed now, Tianshan would inevitably become the enemy of Shu Ting, and both sides would fight to the death.

Ouyang Hewu and Ouyang Chengdu were struggling to resist the soldiers' attack.

Although they are famous disciples of Tianshan, they will not have any problem dealing with dozens of soldiers.

But facing the siege of hundreds or thousands of soldiers was still a bit difficult.

Moreover, the master has not expressed his position yet, so he does not dare to kill those soldiers easily.

Ouyang Cheng and Ouyang Hewu were fighting with their backs facing each other, their eyes red.

The shadows of swords, guns and swords of the surrounding soldiers were very dense.

"Zheng!!" sound!

Ouyang Cheng's arm armor was cut open by a soldier's blade!

Then the remaining soldiers looked ferocious and slashed at Ouyang Cheng's back with a "swish" sound, leaving a blood mark that was deep enough to show the bone!

He Bayue's face turned grim, and he jumped back in the air, waving his fingers lightly, and the vast internal energy gathered in his dantian.

He stretched out a hand and burst out with a burst of supreme and vast internal energy!

I saw dozens of soldiers around Ouyang Cheng screaming in agony, as if his chest had been hit by a huge boulder!

They all squirted out a mouthful of black and red blood mixed with fragments of organs and then collapsed to the ground.

"Thank you, Master He!"

This can be regarded as a solution for Ouyang Cheng.

"Brother!"

Ouyang Hewu was a little panicked and hurriedly ran over and took off Ouyang Cheng's clothes.

I saw a hideous wound on his back that was half a little finger wide and about half a foot long. The flesh and blood inside was still squirming and bleeding.

Ouyang Chengxin lost too much blood and looked pale. He struggled to hold on:

"It's okay! I'm fine!"

"Brother! You have to hold on!"

Ouyang Hewu cried and wanted to take out the golden wound medicine she carried with her to apply medicine to him to stop the bleeding.

But there were too many soldiers. Just when a batch of soldiers died, a large number of soldiers came.

She could only resist the attack of the soldiers with difficulty while protecting the seriously injured Ouyang Cheng.

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