The red dragon flew across the sky, its roar was deafening, and it swept across the white snow in the sky.
Yitian's sharp sword energy is unparalleled, sweeping away enemies from all directions.
The two figures came and went, filling the Golden Summit of Emei with murderous intent.
Li Zhige's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he pushed out red dragons one by one as he waved his hands. His powerful palm force had the potential to overturn the golden roof and subdue the evil dragon.
Mie Mie Lao Ni, either you die today or I die!
Murderous intentions are boiling, and hair is dancing wildly.
Li Zhige strode forward, pressing close to Master Jue, with one palm after another, the surging Nine Yang Qi circulated throughout his body, making his skin blood red, like a demon walking out of hell.
In the hands of Master Miejie, she slashed with the long sword repeatedly, filling her with murderous intent to exterminate all things.
"Li Zhige, this is the Golden Summit of Emei. If you dare to act recklessly here, even the gods will not be able to save you today!"
Master Miejie was so filled with hatred that she rushed out to face the red dragon and slashed it with the power of heaven.
The Mie Sword and the Absolute Sword came out, the Mie Master's face was cold, and his fierce murderous intent was likely to make thousands of trees wither.
If you ask who is the most murderous in the martial arts world, it must be the old thief in front of you.
She abandoned the swordsmanship passed down by her ancestors and created her own Destruction Sword, Absolute Sword, and Yitian Sword. She either died or was maimed.
The red dragon bites with sword energy.
The murderous aura in the eyes of Li Zhige and Master Jue had begun to overflow.
boom!
Both palms were pushed outward together, Kanglong Youhui and Qianlong Wuyong were used at the same time. The two red dragons bared their teeth and claws and rushed towards Master Miejie from different angles.
Master Miejie's sword and palms were aligned. She carried the sword with her right hand and leaned on the sky to stab the head, piercing a red dragon. Using his left hand, he pressed his palm on the top of Chilong's head, crushing it into pieces.
The two rushed towards each other quickly, with murderous intent and madness in their eyes.
Around them, a group of Emei disciples opened their mouths wide, unable to believe the scene in front of them.
"impossible!"
"My master is a master of martial arts with incredible magical powers, and he even holds the Yitian Sword. Then why is Li Zhige able to fight against my master at such a young age?"
"Senior Sister Jingxuan, who has the upper hand, master or that person?"
Facing the junior sister's inquiry, Senior Sister Jingxuan of Emei shook her head and said with a solemn expression, "I don't know which one of them has the upper hand. That Li Zhige has powerful palm power, amazing momentum, full of murderous intent, and looks like he will not give up until he kills his master. She looks like Master, although she has great power, but she has not been able to defeat the opponent for such a long time, I'm afraid..."
Jingxuan frowned, she didn't dare to think deeper.
In the past, Master relied on the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword when facing enemies. If the Heavenly Sword was used, the winner would be determined clearly and decisively. Except for Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain, she had never seen anyone who dared to wield the Heavenly Sword like Li Zhige.
Ding Minjun sneered and said with a strange tone, "Sister Jingxuan, you have very little confidence in the master. Do you think the master will lose to that boy named Li Zhige?"
Jingxuan was frightened and hurriedly explained, "Junior sister Minjun, don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that!"
Ding Minjun glanced at Jingxuan meaningfully, raised his arrogant neck, and said with determination, "Junior sisters, don't panic. Even if Li Zhige has great martial arts skills, he will never be a match for Master."
But Ding Minjun's words did not reassure the Emei disciples. They looked at the two men with murderous intent in the square, and their hearts paled and their mouths went dry for a moment.
Zhou Zhiruo ignored the quarrel between Ding Minjun and Jingxuan. Her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and she prayed silently, "Bodhisattva, you must keep Master safe and sound."
Unfortunately, the Bodhisattva did not hear Zhou Zhiruo’s prayer.
When dragons fight in the wild, their blood is black and yellow.
Li Zhige danced wildly, blood boiling in his chest.
He hit harder and harder, and his energy seemed to be inexhaustible.
One by one, the red dragons roared and pushed out from his palms.
Among the dragons, Li Zhige seemed to transform into a big dragon and rushed towards Master Miejie.
The reason why the Jiuyang Zhenjing is the world's most powerful internal refining skill is because the Nine Yang Zhenqi is purer and stronger than the Zhenqi produced by ordinary internal skills.
The key point is that Jiuyang's true energy recovers very quickly, like spring water, gurgling from Li Zhige's dantian.
By continuously pushing his palms, Li Zhige's murderous intention was accumulated to an extreme, and his momentum also climbed to an extreme.
On the other hand, Master Miejie was unable to defeat Li Zhige for a long time. Her aura was steadily declining, her qi in her dantian was almost exhausted, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Seeing Li Zhige charging towards him, Master Miejie's eyes were fierce. He ignored it, forced up his energy, and stabbed out the sword with all his strength. He tried to break the Heavenly Sword into Li Zhige's chest even if his internal organs were shattered.
I have to admit that Master Miejie is a ruthless person, ruthless to his enemies and ruthless to himself.
clang!
Li Zhige turned sideways and slapped the Yitian Sword with his palm.
The Yitian Sword took Master Miejie astray.
Before Master Jue could stand upright, Li Zhige put his palm on Master Jue's chin and pushed it up.
Click!
Master Jiejie’s jaw bone was shattered.
Without giving her any chance to breathe, Li Zhige chased after Master Jue, changed his palms, clenched his fists, and struck out continuously.
boom! boom! boom!
Like hitting a sandbag, the heavy fist kept hitting his chest, making a series of muffled sounds.
Blood spurts out desperately, melting the snow on the ground.
Li Zhige punched with all his strength, hitting seven, seven, seven, and nineteen punches in a row, pouring out all the suppressed hatred in Yao's heart.
In Emei Square, Master Miejie was kneeling on the snow, her chest collapsed, and blood spilled from her mouth and nose. Not a single bone in her body was intact, like a rag doll without any bones to support it.
Li Zhige panted slightly, his eyes full of pleasure, and asked Master Miejie who was kneeling in front of him, "Old thief, do you have any regrets?"
Master Miejie's life was gone. She took a strong breath and refused to swallow it. She stared at Li Zhige with ferocious eyes and sneered, "I don't regret it. I only regret that I didn't rush to the Divine Fist Sect to kill you to death." !”
Li Zhige's eyes were stern, he took a step forward, stretched out his hands to hold Master Miejie's head.
Twist it hard.
The blood is like a pillar, sizzling and sputtering, melting large areas of snow.
With a bang, the headless body fell to the ground.
"Master!!!"
A group of Emei disciples came back to their senses from Master Miejie's defeat and looked at the head in Li Zhige's hand with disbelief on their faces.
The head was dripping with blood, its eyes were wide open, and it refused to rest in peace.
A group of Emei disciples raised their swords and looked at Li Zhige with hatred burning in their eyes. That look in his eyes made him want to tear Li Zhige into pieces.
"Li Zhige, you evil thief, give back my master's life!"
Several Emei disciples were so distraught that they raised their swords to fight out.
Jingxuan stopped in front of several Emei disciples. There was no trace of hatred in her eyes, and she roared, "Junior Sister Jingjia, Junior Sister Jingcheng, Junior Sister Jinyi, and Junior Sister Lingzhu, please calm down."
"Even Master can't defeat that evil thief. Are you going to go up and die in vain?"
"Sister, do you want us to do nothing and just watch the evil thief leave with Master's head?"
Jingxuan remained silent.
As the senior sister of Emei, she cannot let her anger go to her head and watch her junior sisters die.
Zhou Zhiruo stood in the crowd, her head buzzed, her eyes lost color, and her ears lost sound.
boom!
Zhou Zhiruo fell to the ground and passed out.
"Junior Sister Zhiruo!"
Jingxuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who had fallen unconscious and fell, and felt even more confused for a moment.
Li Zhige held up his head, bent down to pick up the Yitian Sword, ignored the Emei disciples whose eyes were spitting fire, and turned around and walked towards the foot of Mount Emei in large strides.
