Boom! A loud bang sounded.
Chu Tian's sword Qi clashed with Meng Shentong's palm power, and the sword Qi and palm power scattered in all directions. Countless soldiers from both sides who could not dodge in time died tragically in their exchange. After a long while, a loud bang was heard. The sword qi and palm force had the most complete explosion, shaking the surrounding people to retreat.
The experts such as Fei Hongjin and the others also felt their blood boiling. Zhang Zhaozhong even spat out a mouthful of blood. He had already been injured by the force produced by the exchange of blows.
How was this possible? How could Chu Zhaonan be so powerful? Fei Hongjin thought to himself in surprise as he secretly calmed his boiling blood and Qi while staring at Chu Tian in disbelief.
For a long time, as the disciple of the white-haired witch Lian Nishang, she had never liked this martial arts talent that her master had mentioned, but her senior brother was lacking in temperament. She asked herself, if they really fought, Chu Zhaonan might not be her match.
But now, for the first time, she realized that her previous thoughts were really too stupid! With the martial arts he had displayed, not to mention her, even if her master Lian Nishang came personally, or if her master uncle Master Huiming came down, they might not be his match! Unknowingly, this person's martial arts had become the best in Sky Mountain. No one in Sky Mountain Sect could win!
No, I must tell Master and Martial Uncle that Chu Zhaonan has been hiding his strength. This guy had been hiding his strength for so many years. He must have other motives. Fei Hongjin's bright eyes were filled with splendor. She made a decision in her heart. She wanted to tell her master and uncle-master what had happened.
Bang! Dust and smoke billowed. The fight between Chu Tian and Meng Shentong was indeed too exciting. For a moment, both sides had subconsciously stopped fighting. They watched the battle between Qiao Beiming and Zhang Danfeng that had spanned over a hundred years. They wanted to know who was stronger in this battle that would determine who was stronger between Qiao Beiming and Zhang Danfeng.
After a while, a figure was sent flying out of the dust and landed heavily on the ground. A deep pit was formed on the ground that was covered with broken stones, and a muffled sound was emitted.
How was this possible? Meng Shentong actually lost? Everyone looked at the figure that was sent flying. No matter if it was friend or foe, their eyes were flickering with an unknown color as they thought in horror.
"Haha, even the famous Meng Shentong, one of the five great experts of the Qing Dynasty, is only so-so!”A burst of hearty laughter rang out from the smoke and dust. Chu Tian walked out of the smoke and dust while laughing cheerfully. When he appeared in front of everyone again, they saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he held his Wandering Dragon Sword in his hand.
"Attack!" Meng Shentong was sent flying by Chu Tian. He flipped over and stood up from the ground, his eyes flashing with a terrifying cold light. He, Meng Shentong, had roamed the martial world for decades. Even if he was compared to Huiming, he was not much inferior. At the very least, in the eyes of most people in the martial world, even if Meng Shentong and Huiming were superior, they were not far apart.
But now, he was actually defeated by Huiming's disciple. He knew that his defeat in this battle was not his fault, but because he had never been able to cultivate the Asura Yin Fury Skill to the ninth level. When he attacked, he was unable to unleash his full strength.
However, if word got out, those ignorant Jianghu people might not think so. Therefore, at this moment, Meng Shentong had already made up his mind to risk his life. Ignoring his heavily injured body, he rushed toward Chu Tian again, putting on a stance that he would fight Chu Tian to the death!
"Good!" Chu Tian could not help but admire Meng Shentong's tenacity.
Some people might be enemies, but they were people worthy of respect!
Of course, Meng Shentong was not a good person. Whether it was his reputation or the things he had done, no one could treat him as a good person. However, he was definitely not a villain, nor was he a hypocrite or a hypocrite!
He was quite loyal to his daughter. When he fought against his opponent, he was open and aboveboard. He never used any tricks. He was worthy of the demeanor of a master. In terms of kinship and handling matters, it showed his own unique personality.
He was a well-deserved martial arts grandmaster!
Chu Tian didn't want to insult such an opponent! Seeing Meng Shentong rushing toward him again, his hands and feet became even more erratic. He used the Dark Yin Finger, the Carefree Finger, the Vajra Palm, the Soul-snatching Slaughter, the Tempest Steps, the Heaven Escape Voice Transmission, the Vajra Prajna Divine Art, the Yin-Yang White Bone Claw, the Spirit-stimulating and Bewitching Technique, the Eighteen Drops of Drenched Clothes, the Mahayana Prajna Palm, and the Asura Dark Fury Skill.
At the same time, his entire body seemed to have recovered to its peak in an instant. All the internal strength in his body was restored in an instant, and he seemed to have made further progress. He had already used the Great Demonic Disintegration Technique, which was known for killing 1,000 enemies and damaging 3,000 of himself. Tianxin knew that the old devil was determined to go all out.
With a clang, the Wandering Dragon Sword in Chu Tian's hand was sheathed. At the same time, a solemn and holy expression appeared on his face.
Sword Drawing Technique? Seeing Chu Tian's expression, Huo Qingtong was delighted. He immediately knew that Chu Tian had decided to show his true ability. This battle that spanned over a hundred years had now truly determined the victor. In an instant, the 30% sword technique in his hand became even more fierce, forcing Zhang Zhaozhong to retreat repeatedly.
Meng Shentong's palm power was heavy, his claw wind was sharp, and his leg techniques were connected. The distance of several feet between them was crossed by him in a short few breaths. He approached Chu Tian. Seeing that he was only ten feet away from Chu Tian, but Chu Tian still didn't move, he was delighted!
"Heaven Slaying Style!" Just as Meng Shentong's attack was about to land on Chu Tian, Chu Tian finally moved. He raised his head once again, and his entire person changed from being calm to being as sharp as a sword. He even shouted these three words in a noble tone.
Clang! A crisp sword sound rang out.
Along with the sound of the sword, a dazzling sword light appeared. When this sword light appeared, everyone present felt that the originally brilliant sun in front of them had lost its luster. The extremely terrifying sword seemed to be pointing at every pore on their bodies, making them feel a chill.
It was clearly broad daylight, a summer day, but it made people feel an indescribable chill!
What kind of martial art was this? This was definitely not the sword technique of Sky Mountain Sect! If the onlookers were like this, Meng Shentong, who was the first to bear the brunt, was naturally even more unbearable. He only felt that everything in front of him had disappeared. It was as if he was standing in an empty world. In front of him, a divine sword that covered the sky was slashing down at him.
He wanted to dodge, but he could not control his body at all. He could only watch as the sword slashed towards him. In the face of life and death, Meng Shentong had completely lost the ability to resist. This was the only thought left in his mind. Then, the long sword slashed at his body.
Kacha! It was too late to say, but it was too fast. In fact, Gu Xiao unsheathed his sword and used his trump card, Sword Drawing Art, to kill Meng Shentong. When the sword light fell, the sound of a sword returning to its sheath sounded. The others present opened their eyes again, wanting to see the outcome of this confrontation. Only three breaths had passed!
Pa! Meng Shentong's eyes, which were originally filled with hostility and ferocity, lost their luster. His entire body fell to the ground as if he was pushing down a mountain of gold and jade pillars, emitting a muffled sound.
"We won, we won!" Anyone could tell that Meng Shentong was already dead. The morale of the group of people who had returned was naturally boosted. They continued to charge toward Wang Weiyang, Zhang Zhaozhong, and the others. On the contrary, seeing their strongest being defeated, the morale of the Manqing side was naturally greatly reduced.
For a moment, the outcome of this confrontation seemed to have been decided.
However, at this moment, something unexpected happened!
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