6kv Chapter 935 Shameful To Death
Chapter 935 Shameful To Death
"Haha, I have finally been promoted to the pinnacle of martial arts!" Shen Xuan laughed happily.
"You little bastard, how dare you sneak up on me!"
"Whoa!" came an angry roar, and Wu Zhihao rushed forward with a fierce look on his face, brandishing a killing sword.
Shen Xuan's face condensed, and he used his body skills without hesitation to avoid its sharp edge, and then hit him with a palm.
"Hmph! Your strength is indeed extraordinary, but just to this extent is it like defeating "Nine Seventy" and beating me? It's just a dream!" Wu Zhihao snorted coldly, and his body suddenly accelerated, like a ghost, and rushed towards Shen Xuan past.
"Ding!" Wu Zhihao's wrist shook, and the long sword flashed a cold light and stabbed Shen Xuan's chest.
"clang!"
In the midst of the lightning and flint, Shen Xuan's whip whip struck the killing sword hard, and a violent collision of gold and iron erupted, with sparks flying everywhere, which was shocking.
"Pfft!" Wu Zhihao's throat rolled, he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and his body flew out.
"This...how is this possible? How can your power be so strong?" Wu Zhihao's face changed drastically, and he said with disbelief.
"Hehe..." Shen Xuan's lips curved in an evil way, and he sneered: "Who do you think you are? You actually want to kill me?"
Listening to Shen Xuan's sarcastic words, Wu Zhihao's face turned red and he felt ashamed.
Shen Xuan's strength is obviously only at the peak of martial arts, but he has the strength to crush martial arts masters.
If the outside world knew that Wu Zhihao, the dignified elder of the Xuanyang Sect, had lost to a peak martial artist who was younger than his son, it would definitely make people laugh.
"Little bastard, I will fight you to the death today!" Wu Zhihao looked crazy, wiping the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth while frantically stimulating the true energy in his body.
Wu Zhihao's aura was rising steadily.
He was already a strong martial artist in the early stage. After using the secret technique, his strength reached the level of a half-step martial artist.
This is like the ending of an ordinary soldier fighting with a general on the battlefield using a machine gun.
"Boom!"
Wu Zhihao rushed over suddenly, and the killing sword in his hand burst out with a bright blue sword light.
"Splitting Wind Finger!" Shen Xuan raised his eyelids slightly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and pointed out "With a sharp whistling sound.
"boom!"
The next moment, the sword light disappeared without a trace, Shen Xuan remained motionless, and Wu Zhihao flew out like a sandbag and fell several feet away...
"Ahem..." Wu Zhihao vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at Shen Xuan with dull eyes, and asked with difficulty: "Boy, who are you? How could you possibly know the secret skill of my Xuanyang Sect? 11
"I said, I will send you to see King Yama!" Shen Xuan said with a cold face, then jumped up and punched hard.
Wu Zhihao's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly raised his sword to resist.
“Peng!
Click!
With a crisp sound of fractures, the killing sword in Wu Zhihao's hand came out, and Shen Xuan's fist hit his left arm, causing the entire arm to shatter and fracture instantly.
Shen Xuan's offensive did not stop. He stepped on the Nine Netherworld Spirit Art and came to Wu Zhihao 3.7 like a shadow. He punched Wu Zhihao hard again, hitting Wu Zhihao's abdomen and knocking him away. He fell to the ground and crawled. Can't get up.
"Pfft!" Wu Zhihao spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Shen Xuan walked over with a cold face and shouted in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
Wu Zhihao looked at Shen Xuan with hatred, gritted his teeth and said: "Young man named Shen, I advise you not to mess around, otherwise you will be the one who regrets it."