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Chapter 92 The Battle of Meizhuang (3)

Huang Zhonggong smiled bitterly and glanced at the body of Heibaizi. Although this man was beaten to death by Ren Woxing, Yue Fangxing threw him under his hands and was sucked by Linghu Chong. How could he say he had no grudges or grudges? But looking at the domineering Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian, and then looking at the four elders of the Demon Sect with their eyes flashing over there. He knew that no matter which side he chose, he could not get it. He had to nod and agreed to join forces with Yue Fangxing for the time being.

When Ren Woxing saw Yue Fangxing say a few words, he reached an agreement with one of them, making himself the most crowded party in the field. His eyes flashed and he suddenly blew up and he suddenly slapped Yue Fangxing. He was just shouted by Yue Fangxing and then he took a move through the black and white sect, not underestimating him, but he had all his strength as soon as he got up.

This was extremely fast, and everyone onlookers exclaimed. Linghu Chong knew Ren Woxing's skills and was worried that his junior brother would lose, so he wanted to rescue him, but there was no time.

Yue Fangxing was already prepared, and the sword in his hand shook and had already met. The sword was extremely fast and fierce, and it had a sense of decisiveness. It was the sword-slashing technique that was the strongest attacking sword-slashing technique in Yue Fangxing's sword technique.

Even though Ren Woxing had some expectations of his martial arts, he was surprised to see such a sharp move. He attacked empty-handedly and did not dare to take the sword's edge. His palm sank slightly, avoided the sword's edge, and flipped upwards, slapped Yue Fangxing's sword spine. He urgently changed the two moves, and wanted to take the initiative with the re-pair.

Of course, Yue Fangxing would not do as he wished. The sword edge slightly turned toward Ren Woxing's palm. Although his sword was not very sharp, the sharp blade had already become a line. With the cooperation of the sword-cutting technique, it was still more than enough to cut Ren Woxing's palm off.

Ren Woxing had to open his palms sideways for a while. His palms were exhausted, so he had to retreat slightly. In the blink of an eye, he rushed up again and fought with Yue Fangxing.

Both of them had extremely fast moves and had a delicate change. After a few moves in the blink of an eye, they didn't have any contact. The moves used seemed simple, but they produced countless changes halfway through, which were extremely subtle and mysterious.

The audience was extremely surprised to see that Yue Fangxing was just a young man in the tit-for-tat boy who could compete with Ren Woxing. They naturally could see that Yue Fangxing had taken advantage of the weapons, but he was able to not lose his advantage in the scene when fighting against Ren Woxing, and it would definitely be famous when it was heard. Linghu Chong saw that his junior brother seemed to have made great progress in his martial arts, and was also happy for him. He looked at Xiang Wentian, who was pressing the sword on the side, no longer thinking about going forward to attack.

Ren Woxing felt that he could not defeat a junior, and was extremely shocked: I have been practicing for more than ten years, but I didn’t know that the world’s martial arts progressed so quickly! First, I couldn’t defeat Linghu Chong with swordsmanship, but now I can’t defeat this kid. If I spread it, I don’t have the face to stay, and why should I regain the Divine Sect?

In shock and anger, Ren Woxing's palms became more and more fierce, and his palms were like a knife and an axe slashing, and the air around him was trembling slightly.

Since Yue Fangxing practiced the sword-cutting technique in the mountain torrent, he has now used it to fight against others for the first time. He is such a master. Under heavy pressure, he has used the exquisite points one by one, and has also realized many wonderful things that he had not understood when practicing swords. After more than twenty moves, Yue Fangxing became more and more skillful, his sword skills changed more exquisitely, but his sword power became more sharp.

Seeing this, Xiang Wentian looked at the gap, threw the sword in his hand over and said, "Master, don't let him show off his weapons!"

Ren Woxing took the long sword and immediately shook the momentum. He hit it with one sword. It was clever and clumsy, and it was accompanied by a thick true energy, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Yue Fangxing fought dozens of moves, and became more confident and did not retreat. He met with the sword. A few bangs, the two sword blades intersected, and after several more moves, they were still equal.

Both of them secretly praised each other. Ren Woxing was surprised that Yue Fangxing was young, but his skills were almost comparable to Xiang Wentian. No wonder he could fight with himself with superb sword skills. Yue Fangxing praised Ren Woxing's deep skills, which seemed to be half a step higher than his father. As long as he saw in his life, only Feng Qingyang could have surpassed this person. If he hadn't been extremely sharp in his sword-cutting technique and had an advantage in weapons, he would have been defeated in these few moves.

When Ren Woxing was surprised, he no longer regarded Yue Fangxing as a junior, but regarded him as an equal master. He focused his entire lifelong ability when he set out his sword.

After several moves, the two of them used several tricks. Ren Woxing's sword technique was clumsy. Yue Fangxing was forced to intersect with his long sword several times. Every time he felt a suction force coming, and some of his true energy was sucked away by the other party, which made him very shocked. He dared to fight Ren Woxing, but of course he was extremely careful with the star-sucking technique that was so powerful that he kept his true energy steady and held Yuan Shuyi. In this way, he could still be sucked by the other party, which was really shocking.

Yue Fangxing noticed his intention and immediately used another method of his own thoughts to speed up the circulation of the true qi, and then he moved away. The true qi behind him was quickly connected, like a ball, which was the round and round meaning of Hunyuan Gong. In this way, Ren Woxing naturally couldn't stick to it and absorb a large amount of true qi.

However, Yue Fangxing's Hunyuan Gong has not yet been completed, and there is still a gap in his operation. Every time he intersects with Ren Woxing's long sword, his true energy will still be absorbed by him. Of course, this true energy is very small for Yue Fangxing, and it just accelerates his true energy consumption.

Yue Fangxing noticed this and felt great peace in his heart, and his sword skills became more and more fierce. Ren Woxing failed to gain the upper hand even when he used several moves.

At this time, a crackling sound suddenly came from the side, but Bao Dachu and the other four people next to them took advantage of the battle between the two and broke out of the window. Ren Woxing's reputation was too great, and Xiang Wentian was not a mediocre player. Huang Zhonggong and Huashan formed a united force, and the four of them became the weakest side, so they took advantage of the fight between the two sides and took the opportunity to escape.

Ren Woxing noticed the movement there, remembered that these four people were their main target, and saw that Yue Fangxing's Star-Absorbing Technique was not very effective and could not be taken down for a while. He snorted coldly, jumped out of the battle circle, and chased with Xiang Wentian.

Yue Fangxing and Ren Woxing fought dozens of moves. Not only did they suck some of their true energy away from the other party, but they consumed a lot of energy. Not only did they not be sure to beat the other party, but they would fall by accident and naturally would not chase after them. Linghu Chong didn't know what he was thinking and didn't move.

Everyone came and went there, leaving only Yue Fangxing, Linghu Chong and Meizhuang in the field.

Yue Fangxing stood up with his sword, slightly calmed down his true energy, looked at the three men of Meizhuang, and said, "Master Huang Zhuang, this black and white boy asked my senior brother about the Star-absorbing Technique, but he accidentally sucked away his skills. I'm really sorry!"

After this, the five people had a common friendship against the enemy. Huang Zhonggong and the other two could even say that Yue Fangxing was safe. Hearing his words, Huang Zhonggong sighed and said, "I knew that my second brother had this idea, but I didn't expect him to really seek the Star-sucking Demon. When we and the four of us guarded this person, we had already made a poisonous oath. Now that the second brother has ended up like this, it's really retribution... Alas!" Even though he said so, he couldn't help but sigh. After all, the four of us had been together for more than ten years, how could there be no feelings?

Seeing him like this, Linghu Chong felt sorry for him and bowed to Hei Baizi's body. After all, this person lost his martial arts skills, which was caused by him. Although he did not intend, he could not deny it.

Yue Fangxing exposed the matter and said, "Now Ren Woxing has been born. I wonder what the three owners have planned?" The purpose of these people here is to guard Ren Woxing. Now that he has been born, of course there is no need to stay here. Yue Fangxing naturally has some ideas.

Huang Zhonggong and others were worried when they heard what he asked. Now there was another dispute within the Demon Cult. Although the three of them had good martial arts, they were not worth mentioning to the sides of the fight. They must surrender to one side. But they lived in seclusion for more than ten years and just didn't want to pay attention to these disputes. How could they still be willing to set foot in it? However, the Demon Cult has a huge power and is full of ears and ears, so how could they avoid it?
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