All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 89: The World's Martial Arts
National shrine.

The bloody battle continued.

Some martial artists gathered the people to the center far away from the altar at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the Maitreya Sect had already reacted. More than ten thousand monks rushed in and fought with countless people from the martial arts world!
boom! !

Huang He grabbed the sweeping Demon Subduing Wand with one hand, and with the thick joints like steel pliers, he pulled it hard!
With one punch, he knocked the Maitreya follower in front of him so hard that his facial bones collapsed and his facial features shattered!

Bang!
He loosened his grip, and the corpse in front of him fell, revealing a blood-red altar not far away.

The melee overturned the incense burner, making the national shrine a little clearer at this moment.

Several Maitreya followers were holding weapons, trembling and not daring to step forward!

monster!

This old guy is a monster!

No one could withstand two of his punches head-on! His withered fists were like a mountain, powerful enough to crush any warrior!
"Go and kill the others."

"Leave him to me."

When the Maitreya believers heard this and saw the figures behind them, they felt relieved and quickly rushed towards the surroundings!
Huang He looked up and saw a man in aqua blue clothes with three pale bone nails stuck in his lower lip. He walked slowly down from the high platform at the back of the altar.

He had a long face with a beard, sharp eyes, and a strong aura.

He raised his head and looked at Huang He.

On that human face, there were blue-green scales on both cheeks, and the black pupils of the eyes had also turned blue-green.

"you're old."

The man's voice was hoarse and he stared at the old man.

Huang He stared at the man's lip piercings and uttered three words: "Liu Dixian!"

"Sure enough, how could a mere Nanhai County Governor make you rebel?"

"The position of Right Protector of Maitreya and those evil arts are what you want!"

The two people actually rose to fame at the same time.

Forty years ago, a chivalrous man was feared by the world. With his magic fists, he made Wudang Temple close its doors to visitors and Shaolin Temple offer sacrifices to the gods.

One of them occupied the water, acted on behalf of heaven, killed 20,000 soldiers of the imperial court, and protected the Huai River with the monsters in the water.

The two had met once before. At that time, Huang He was a young hero full of vigor and vitality, and Liu Dixian was an aging leader of the Water Margin.

Today, things are different.

Huang He was already an old man at this moment, but the other party not only did not look old, but seemed to have returned to his youth.

You know, this Liu Dixian is now over a hundred years old.

"In the martial arts world, if you don't break through the barriers by the time you reach adulthood, your whole life will be wasted."

Liu Dixian stood in front of Huang He and said, "Look, your meridians have been reversed in this battle. Even if you survive this fierce battle, how many days can you live?"

"Three days? Five days?"

Liu Dixian tilted his head and said, "As for me, I will use the dragon energy in the mountains and use magic to polish my muscles and bones. I can live for at least another forty years!"

"During this time, I will definitely be able to reach the second level!"

Huang He just looked at him indifferently.

Liu Dixian's fame is due to what he did, not his kung fu. When he was a pirate, he was just a fierce bandit without any foundation.

After joining the Maitreya Sect, he spent forty years at the age of sixty to reach the peak of the first level. I'm afraid he gained a lot of benefits.

but--

Facing Liu Dixian's chattering, Huang He just slowly took a stance and uttered two words.

"Rat!"

Liu Dixian, who was talking eloquently and condescendingly, was stunned, and then his face turned ashamed and angry!

"you wanna die!!"

boom!
Liu Dixian's feet and hands suddenly swelled up! It seemed as if they had grown four or five times thicker in an instant!
He rushed over with a sneer!

"Let's have a Kongtong party."

"Today, let this guardian shatter your fist techniques and power, and sever the foundation of your Taoist lineage!"

stab-

The swollen muscles tore open the cuffs, revealing the dark blue hand covered with hideous scales! The terrifying force tore open a strong wind, heading straight for Huang He!
Huang He did not avoid at all. A surge of energy surged along his chest like a puffed-up little mouse, making his arms congested with blood and red as if branded!
The thick joints supported the flesh and skin as it rushed towards the green-scaled hand!

boom! ! !
Under the intense impact, blood spurted out from the fists of both men! The scales on Liu Dixian's body were like blades. With one punch, the scales trembled, cutting off a large piece of flesh from Huang He's fist!
But Huang He didn't stop at all. He connected with a punch and immediately stepped sideways!

He approached Liu Dixian directly and punched him in the face!

boom! ! !
The face covered with green scales suddenly leaned back, but roared: "Not enough! Not enough! Are you tickling this guardian?"

Liu Dixian roared, and his face was covered with sharp scales!
Pfft!

Liu Dixian waved his hand violently, and his sharp claws tore five bloody scars on Huang He's chest so deep that the bones could be seen!
Huang He let his skin and flesh tear apart, but he didn't retreat a single step. He took advantage of the moment when Liu Dixian opened his mouth and punched him in the throat!
"Well!!"

This punch made Liu Dixian stagger!
Huang He immediately took eight steps to chase Chan, and in an instant he was beside him. His old body was like a skinny tiger, with strong tendons like dragons. He twisted his waist, grabbed the tip of his left fist with his right hand, and suddenly pushed his calf against the ground, twisting his waist!
The left elbow was like a swung axe, hitting Liu Dixian's chin hard!

The demonized body of the peak first level was smashed and flew two feet away!

boom! ! !
At this moment, the five fingers of Huang He's left hand, which had originally been used to fight, were twisted and broken, leaving a bloody mess! The skin and flesh on his left elbow exploded, revealing the pale bones.

But this old man was like a wild beast that had set its sights on the enemy. Without waiting for Liu Dixian to get up, he rushed forward to kill him!

bang bang bang! ! !
"you!!!"

Liu Dixian roared and roared!

He possesses a body that is absolutely superior to humans, and his sharp scales are comparable to the most perfect soft hedgehog armor! He is the best fighter to restrain Huang He!
"Ahhhh!!!"

"Die to me!!"

boom!
Boom boom boom! !

In the crazy confrontation, Liu Dixian, whose moves were far less sophisticated than Huang He's, was almost always being beaten!
But his eyes were filled with disbelief!

why!
Why doesn't this old man retreat or hide? ! !
Didn't he realize that every punch he threw would result in him cutting off flesh and blood? ! !

I can recover from my injuries, I have ambergris on me!!
but!

This old bastard!!!
His attack was like that of a mad beast, or like an endless rolling wave! He had no chance of taking any action at all!!!

Gradually, Liu Dixian's expression began to turn into fear and despair! He found that his scales were crumbling and his flesh was being pierced!

"Do not!!!"

Kongtong!

Kongtong Sect!!!
Huang He's eyes are sharp, like the most warlike falcon in the sky!
Flesh for flesh, blood for blood!!!

They are old, and when they die, they should take those grievances with them, rather than leaving them to future generations!
I've been harboring this resentment in my chest for forty years! How could I lose all these forty years of determination to a coward who's greedy for life, afraid of death, and betrays his friends for personal gain?!

boom! !

Huang He punched again!
stab-

The scales rubbed against the bones, cracking the last scales on Liu Dixian's chest!

puff!
With this punch, the entire fist pierced into Liu Dixian's chest!
Huang He's eyes were like a hunting tiger, calm as a lake, yet filled with murderous intent!
"Does it still itch?"

The calm voice made Liu Dixian's eyes widen suddenly, filled with horror!

Boom boom boom! ! !
Next!

The two top fighters in the first level tore everything around them apart with their violent attacks!
Finally, it crashed into the altar!
Click! !

The huge sacrificial tree was broken and fell down with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust!
Everyone nearby gasped and looked into the smoke.

Looking at the dust filled with fragrant mist, a thin figure stood up.

A hand that was almost reduced to bones, holding a huge, limp corpse, stood on the ruins.

Yin Hong's blood slid down her bony palm and soaked her white hair.

The old and deep voice made the people in the martial arts world boil with anger!

"Kill Maitreya's right guardian with a punch!"

"Kongtong, Yellow Crane!"

For a moment, the national memorial ground was in an uproar!
Sun Yi laughed!

"master!"

"fierce!!"

He blocked the Maitreya cultist's attack with a punch and hit him in the stomach with an elbow! The moment the cultist bent down, the spikes on his knuckles pierced his eyes!

boom!
As the corpse fell to the ground, he immediately went towards his master!

"Master, master!"

"master?"

Suddenly, Sun Yi's pace slowed down, his voice began to tremble, and he slowly walked in front of Huang He.

The old man's body was like a green pine tree, with his fists pointed toward the sky.

Almost all the flesh on his palms, arms, and wrists had been shaved off, leaving only a trace of blood on the pale bones.

His chest was almost turned open, and his clothes and white hair were all blood red.

A completely demonized corpse knelt at the old man's feet.

That fat body was as thick as three or four men, but it was smashed through the chest, leaving a bloody hole! The entire face covered with thick scales was also smashed, like a sunken blood bowl.

Sun Yi's lips trembled and tears rolled down his rough face.

It seems that I cannot see the seven or eight monks in red robes in front of me!

boom!
At this moment, a short old man slapped Sun Yi on the back of the head and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!"

"Let that old bastard Huang He get there first!"

bass!
The old man jumped over Huang He's body and rushed towards the eight Maitreya masters alone!

Amid the clanging sounds, Sun Yi suddenly wiped away his tears, his face filled with anger and fighting spirit, and he rushed forward!

But the old man didn't defend himself at all, letting the blade hit him, and he killed one person in one step!
When he rushed over, he had already killed eight sacrificial monks!

Blood was oozing out of his chest and abdominal wounds, but he was laughing heartily!

This sacrifice is at a high place, overlooking the whole scene.

"Today! All warriors in the world should know my Seven Dian Cang Swords!"

boom!
At this moment, the eighth corpse on the ground suddenly jumped up, and a sharp demon-subduing pestle stabbed towards the old man's neck!
The old man's pupils suddenly contracted. Damn it! The eighth sword's momentum was broken, and the cut was too light!

He wanted to dodge, but he stumbled and couldn't avoid it!

Hugh!

The old man closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

Pfft!

A long spear stabbed across the old man's cheek and directly pierced the monk's face!

The old man turned around and saw a girl dressed as an actor standing there with her gun in hand.

He laughed and said, "Whose good young man is this?"

"Emei, Duan Qing'e."

The actor's voice was cold and clear. She turned around and looked into the distance with the old man's eyes.

Sun Yi seemed to have sensed something as well, and suddenly looked outside the national memorial site.

The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood and said with a smile: "The bandits have finally arrived. We need you to come."

Outside the national sacrificial ground, countless ferocious ghost soldiers were lined up hundreds of meters away!

Duan Qing'e's slender figure leaped up and rushed straight forward!

Sun Yi kowtowed to his master's upright body, and without even wiping away his tears, he flew away!

In the bloody battle with Maitreya, those veterans of the martial arts world spontaneously fought in the front and blocked the most dangerous enemy.

At this moment, Duan Qing'e, Sun Yi and other young people all came down with weapons in hand!

He stood in front of the frightened people and the seriously injured martial arts masters!

Bang!
Bang bang!

At this moment, a sound like beating drums came from the belly of the mountain!
Bang bang bang!
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

For a time, there was panic!
(End of this chapter)