At this time, Sanfeng's long sword flew out, killing You Ze's enemy with a single blow.

The nine-man formation was broken.

Then use both hands to perform Tai Chi.

Then his eyes opened, and a cold front shot out.

Arms outstretched.

Just hear a bang.

That rope, that bundle of cloth, everything was broken.

The smoke and dust rushed in all directions.

The eight people who rushed up all let out a scream and flew backwards for more than 20 steps.

Then he vomited blood, and none of the dead or wounded had the strength to fight.

"Inner strength is infinite, how is this possible!"

"Ninth rank ascension genius has the breath!"

Li Shan and Li Shui were incomparably shocked.

Just now, they were somewhat affected.

Zhang Sanfeng's internal strength is far superior to ordinary people, at least the thickness of six or seven fifth-rank masters.

How could this old man have so many.

Obviously only a sixth grade.

That's right, real strength can't fool them.

They knew Zhang Sanfeng's true strength by now.

But this old man is a bit strange.

Could it be that there are three or four dantians?

"It's a pity that the seven disciples of the old way are not here, otherwise the real martial arts seven-section formation can destroy your mountain gate with one move!" Sanfeng sighed with regret, and then slowly walked towards Zhang Shui in the black robe:

"If you died 20 years ago, why are you still alive?"

Hearing this, Zhang Shui shrank his pupils, turned and fled!

Chapter 422 Shocked Zhang Lu and others

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't be killed even in the narrow-death battle, and his two brothers couldn't beat him.

So Zhang Shui wanted to escape immediately.

20 years ago, he chose to hide for the sake of the overall situation.

Live like a mouse.

You can't be in front of others.

It was hard to be forced into this world.

I haven't stood here for a while, how can I die.

He still has a bright future.

He can control Hanzhong and is one of the most powerful people in Hanzhong.

He can't die!

But he was fast, Zhang Sanfeng had expected him.

Kicking the handle of the knife, the knife flew straight to Zhang Shui's back.

Zhang Shui dodges.

At this time, a strong wind came from behind.

He bowed his head again.

But the fist also followed.

A blow to his spine.

Click!

Zhang Shui collapsed.

Before landing, Zhang Sanfeng punched again with his other hand.

Zhang Shui's body flew out.

Hit hard on the stairs.

Rolling the wheel while spitting blood.

Until it stopped on the ground, there was no sound at all.

At this time, Zhang Shan took the opportunity to escape to the back mountain.

Zhang Sanfeng ran after him.

When the news was in front of Wudoumi's middle and low-level disciples, there was still a sentence that echoed for a long time.

"The children of the great-great-grandchildren, disperse on their own, stay here, do evil, and get rid of them all!"

Everyone was stunned by Yi Mumu in front of him.

Basically, the elders and deacons were all killed by an old man named Zhang Sanfeng.

Even the black elder of the fifth rank died under his fist.

The leader ran away in fright, and I'm afraid he couldn't escape the ending of death.

The Five Dou Rice Sect was wiped out once.

All the upper echelons are dead.

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