Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

the other side.

Hong Mingshi hugged Ma Chunhua and suddenly jumped back more than ten feet away from Wang Weiyang. He rolled his eyes and looked at the escorts from the [Zhenyuan Escort Bureau] who were yelling at him and said coldly.

"Whoever says another word of nonsense, I will crush this girl's throat immediately!"

Hong Mingshi's voice was cold and firm, full of majesty and threat.

The escorts from the [Zhenyuan Escort Bureau] were all frightened by Hong Mingshi's threat. For a moment, they fell into silence. They understood that this young man was not an ordinary person, and his strength and determination should not be underestimated.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Hong Mingshi snorted coldly and turned to look at Wang Weiyang in front of him, smiled slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Wang's kung fu is pretty good. Let's take our time and have fun some other time."

Afterwards, Hong Mingshi directly hugged the unconscious Ma Chunhua and used Qinggong to leave here, because he expected that with Ma Chunhua, the daughter of Ma Xingkong, the [Yum Victory Fist] in hand, they would not dare to kill him.

"Chun'er!"

Ma Xingkong shouted anxiously.

His voice was full of endless worry and weakness. He held on to his body and tried to catch up and save his daughter Ma Chunhua.

But due to the recurrence of old injuries, he fell to his knees in pain and could no longer move forward.

Ma Xingkong watched Hong Mingshi unceremoniously take away his daughter Ma Chunhua, and his heart was filled with anger and helplessness.

the other side.

At this moment, Xiao Zhonghui ran over regardless of what Xu Xingchen said just now. There was a trace of determination and worry in her eyes, as if she had something important to tell Xu Xingchen.

Just when Xiao Zhonghui was about to approach, she suddenly shouted softly.

"Disciple, get out of the way!"

Xu Xingchen, who was kneeling on the ground due to poisoning, felt a chill all over his body, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his entire body.

He felt as if his blood was frozen and unable to flow, while the figures of the monks were approaching quickly like ghosts.

Turning around, Xu Xingchen was horrified to find that one of the monks had rushed behind him at some point. He had a cold smile on his face and the long knife in his hand shone with cold light.

This foreign monk was holding a sharp long knife, and the blade was pointed directly at Xu Xingchen's neck, as if he wanted to cut him off.

"Shh..."

The knife came so fast that Xu Xingchen felt a chill in his heart. The cold knife energy had already touched his skin, as if the fingers of the god of death were gently stroking his lifeline.

"Disciple!"

However, at this critical moment, Xiao Zhonghui quickly moved forward, stretched out her slender jade hands, and without hesitation pulled up Xu Xingchen, who was kneeling on the ground after being poisoned.

"Chi..." A sharp sound cut through the air.

A two-inch-long wound was clearly exposed on Xu Xingchen's delicate and handsome side face, and blood continued to flow from the wound.

At this time, Xu Xingchen was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. If Xiao Zhonghui's reaction and skill were not extremely fast, he would undoubtedly have been decapitated with a knife.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Xiao Zhonghui shouted. She held Xu Xingchen's hand tightly and held him steady. Her eyes were full of concern and worry. She knew that Xu Xingchen was suffering from great pain at the moment.

"Huihui! I...I'm fine."

Xu Xingchen gritted his teeth and endured the pain of poisoning as he spoke. His voice was trembling, but his eyes revealed firm determination.

Two of the five monks acted quickly and intercepted Wang Weiyang and Ma Xingkong who wanted to come to help. Their strong bodies and sharp moves prevented Wang Weiyang and Ma Xingkong from getting close to the battlefield.

At the same time, the other two monks started a fierce duel with [Human Slaughter] Luo Gufeng and [Blood Shadow] Luo Tianyou. Their agility and ruthless moves made it difficult for them to fight against the two masters. point.

Of those five monks, two went to intercept Wang Weiyang and Ma Xingkong who wanted to come over to help, and the other two were fighting with [Human Slaughter] Luo Gufeng and [Blood Shadow] Luotian You.

After a long period of fierce fighting, [Human Slaughter] Luo Gufeng was furious. His face was full of anger. He could not accept that he was forced into such a situation by these monks.

"His grandma's turtle bastard! These smelly monks are crazy!"

Luo Gufeng shouted loudly, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, his eyes flashed with a trace of madness, he had decided to go all out and no longer hold any reservations.

His body instantly burst out with a powerful momentum, and his movements became more sharp and swift.

Every move of his fists and kicks was like the wind, carrying the power to destroy everything. His figure shuttled across the battlefield, as fast and fierce as a bolt of lightning.

"Bang bang... bang... bang bang... bang"

The atmosphere on the battlefield became tense and fierce. Both sides were going back and forth, each move delivering a fatal blow. Their bodies intertwined in the air, and the sounds of fists and feet could be heard endlessly.

The last monk showed a fierce cold light in his eyes, raised his long sword and rushed towards where Xu Xingchen and Xiao Zhonghui were.

"Shh..."

The monk was extremely fast, and his blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Facing the sudden threat from the foreign monk, Xiao Zhonghui's heart tightened, and without the weapons in her hands, she waved her palms to protect Xu Xingchen.

The monk raised his knife and struck at him. Xu Xingchen quickly used all his strength to push Xiao Zhonghui away and shouted.

"Huihui, go away!"

As he shouted, Xiao Zhonghui was pushed backwards, her body drew a graceful arc in the air, and finally landed steadily several meters away.

"Disciple!"

Xiao Zhonghui exclaimed.

The foreign monk ignored Xiao Zhonghui and chased after Xu Xingchen, mumbling without knowing what to say.

Xu Xingchen's anger immediately dropped from his dantian, and he swung his palms violently to meet the blow from the monk.

"boom!"

This air flow was like an invisible barrier in Xu Xingchen's palms, blocking the attack of the monk. The long knife in his hand collided with the air flow in Xu Xingchen's palms, making a loud noise.

But he couldn't break through. A trace of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes. He didn't expect that this frail young man who seemed to have no power to restrain a chicken actually had such a powerful internal strength.

"Break it for me!"

The light in Xu Xingchen's eyes became even brighter and he shouted coldly.

At the same time, the energy field exploded instantly under the stimulation of the "Arhat's Magical Art of Subduing Demons", and like a huge palm, it thrust towards the sharp knife in the hand of the monk in front of him.

"Rumble..."

A huge roar sounded.

It was as if the heaven and earth were shaking.The invisible force collided with the long knife, making a sharp metal collision sound.

"Crackling..."

In an instant, the sharp long knife in the monk's hand collapsed into countless small fragments under the burst of invisible power, and scattered in all directions. These fragments streaked across the night sky like meteors and shimmered with cold light.

"boom!"

"puff…"

At the same time, the monk was also hit by the shock wave after the violent energy explosion, and his body seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force.

His whole body instantly spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, blooming like a bloody flower in the air.

His body drew an arc in the air, flew out, and finally hit hard under a big tree.

"boom!"

The big tree was shaken by the force of the impact, its branches were broken one after another, and the leaves rustled down. The monk's body fell heavily to the ground, making a dull impact.

The monk's body curled up together, blood continuously poured out of his mouth and dyed the surrounding land red. His head tilted and he left this world completely.

At the same time, because Xu Xingchen was too anxious to protect Xiao Zhonghui, he mobilized his inner strength to fight back with all his strength, causing the poisonous gas in his body to invade again instantly without the blockage of Xu Xingchen's inner strength.

The poisonous gas spread quickly like a poisonous snake, causing Xu Xingchen to feel a sharp pain. The poisonous gas raging in his body made him feel weaker and weaker.

At this time, Xu Xingchen's breathing became rapid and difficult, and every breath felt like he was fighting against death.

"puff…"

In the end, Xu Xingchen could no longer hold back a mouthful of bright red blood spurting out of his mouth.

The whole person fell down, his body fell to the ground weakly, blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth, staining the ground red.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhonghui was heartbroken and staggered to her feet. She rushed forward, lifted up Xu Xingchen's body and cried anxiously.

"Xu Xingchen! Xu Xingchen!"

However, no matter how Xiao Zhonghui shouted, Xu Xingchen never responded. His eyes were closed tightly and his face was as pale as paper.

"The turtle bastard..."

Just when Luo Gufeng was about to yell at the monks, he felt the cold wind on his vest and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the knife.

The monk laughed ferociously, and was about to raise his knife to strike again, when suddenly a strange man in gray robe slowly walked out from behind a big stone next to him.

This strange man is tall and has a gloomy face, which gives people a mysterious and terrifying feeling. His body towers into the clouds, like an insurmountable mountain, which makes people feel awe.

His face was shrouded in a haze, like a shadow in the night, revealing an elusive and mysterious atmosphere. His eyes were deep and cold, as if they were hiding endless secrets and mysteries.

The foreign monk glanced at the gray-robed stranger who had arrived, and suddenly had a look of horror on his face. He ignored Luo Gufeng and was about to fly backwards as soon as he put his feet down.

However, just when he was about to escape, a gray shadow suddenly flashed across the scene. The gray-robed stranger who had just been on the spot had appeared in front of him. The long sword he was holding in his hand thrust straight out, and the speed was so fast that he could not escape. People were stunned.

"Zheng!"

At this time, the monk's eyes widened in horror. He did not expect this sudden attack at all.

There was a "puchi".

The sharp sword tip penetrated Fan Monk's chest, and blood spurted out.

"what!"

The monk let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground in pain. .