Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

If it's not Li Xin, then who is it?

Thinking about what he had done during the day and what he had said earlier, a bitter feeling welled up in his mouth.

But the bitter bile came back up.

Along with the blood.

thump.

Yu Zheng's upper body slowly slid down.

Li Xin stepped forward.

Amidst the fearful gazes of five or six burly men in tight-fitting clothes, he swung his knife fearlessly.

"Crab horse, horse crab, I've heard you're rampant in the capital. I, Yang, am unworthy, and have come to learn from you."

Li Xin addressed the senior brother Ma by his name very politely.

He knew that the other party would not disappoint him tonight.

That renowned "Heavenly Star Brush" is about to strike at its own Achilles' heel.

"Playing tricks, Yongzhen, go and test his swordsmanship."

Ma Shiqing was studying the Azure Dragon Emerging from Water Formation with his eldest disciple, preparing to show off his military formation skills at the Wan Hua Lou.

It also serves to deter some audacious individuals and to enhance the prestige of the Yin family's Bagua (Eight Trigrams) tradition.

With this victory, the eldest disciple, Gu Yongzhen, will receive more support in the army and be able to advance further in his career.

You can gain a huge amount of goodwill by making just one move. If you don't do this kind of business, you're a complete fool.

We haven't really figured this out yet.

I could hear a commotion.

Upon coming out, he discovered that all eight of his close disciples were dead.

Except for the eldest disciple who is still alive...

Even the second disciple, who was hiding behind a tree to launch a sneak attack, was slashed diagonally and died a gruesome death.

The opponent's knife was both fast and sharp.

Every strike is deadly, possessing a power that can cut down everything.

"Lord Xinting, isn't this the demonic sword?"

He recognized the eye-catching treasured sword at a glance.

When he was with the Dongyi people, he dared not think about it, nor did he dare to ask for it.

But now, a hint of eagerness appeared in his eyes.

Compared to this historically famous sword, the pair of judge's pens he forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron seemed rather insignificant.

Although equally sharp, it lacked any spirit and was no longer worthy of its status.

"Me, I'll go?"

Gu Yongzhen was wearing armor. He had only come to pay his respects to his master morning and evening as a routine matter, and hadn't even taken off his armor when he encountered a powerful expert who had come to kill him.

He's not stupid.

One look at Li Xin's behavior and you'll understand.

Annihilation of the entire family.

What's wrong with young people today?

She explodes at the slightest provocation? That's incredibly naive.

The mask on Li Xin's head looked like he wasn't wearing one at all.

Nowadays, who doesn't know that there's a certain person in Beijing who loves to kill people while wearing a mask?

"What, you wouldn't dare? I don't have such a useless disciple." Veins bulged on Ma Shiqing's forehead; he was furious.

It must be admitted that Uncle Cheng is very capable.

But I'm not bad myself.

One's own apprentice is certainly no less capable than the other party's apprentice.

"You two come at me together."

Li Xin shook his head.

Even though he had already come to kill them all, and his disciples were almost all dead, this Senior Brother Ma was still acting like a great master.

I wonder who spoiled this bad habit of theirs?

He said no more, twisted his arm and waist, and raised his knife upwards.

call out……

The blade flashed like snow, whistling as it slashed towards the two men.

This strike is the Bagua Blade Style: Qian Tian Slash.

The knife attacks the upper body, sealing off all of the opponent's counter-attacks.

With Li Xin's agility, when he strikes, it appears to be on the left, but in reality, it's on the right.

His figure moved erratically, the blade flashing left and right.

With just one strike, he managed to trap both Ma Shiqing and his apprentice inside.

……

Chapter 113 Vast Fortune

"A jade belt wrapped around her waist."

Ma Shiqing had an arrogant look on his face, seemingly disdainful of making a move.

In reality, their mouths are very honest.

A cold shout.

The two, master and apprentice, wielding a knife and two pens, were already entangled in a web of troubles...

At the same time, he lowered his body and rushed down the ground.

One attack targets the left rib, the other the right chest.

Like two jade belts, they drew an arc, sandwiching Li Xin's chest, abdomen, waist, and ribs.

Gu Yongzhen, relying on the heavy armor she wore, was not afraid of Li Xin's fierce sword strikes.

His body was almost touching the ground as he slashed horizontally at an angle.

The wind howled fiercely.

Ma Shiqing was even more cautious, using one stroke to search for the knife and then another to strike seven major acupoints on Li Xin's chest.

Defense can be combined with offense; advance before attacking.

It turns out.

Ma Shiqing has been able to build such a great reputation.

His rich practical experience is one reason, but the biggest reason is that he is very good at assessing situations.

They almost never put themselves in a disadvantageous position.

He had just swung the pen he was using to protect his neck to his right side when he suddenly felt it lighten in his hand.

Another stroke, with seven lines of ink, plunged down, transforming from a rapid attack into a slanted attack.

At the same time, the tip of the pen nodded.

Point the needles to the Yangchi and Taiyuan acupoints on Li Xin's wrist.

Li Xin let out a soft "hmm," but he wasn't in a hurry to forcefully strike.

I felt a chill on my wrist...

With a swift movement, he changed the diagonal slash into a horizontal parry, deflecting the judge's pen with a snap.

His left hand slipped through his right arm, his palm soft as a cow's tongue, and he caught the long, sharp blade that was slashing down from his waist.

The [Heaven and Earth Palm Force] surges like waves, erupting suddenly.

With a whoosh, the longsword bounced heavily backward.

Gu Yongzhen's arm bones cracked, indicating that they had been dislocated from the elbow.

He was greatly alarmed, threw down his knife, and fled.

With his head down and legs up, and his body still in mid-air, he heard a thunderclap.

boom……

The blade flashed like the moon.

【Southeast Wind Sweeps】

He recognized the blade; its momentum blended into the wind as it slashed swiftly against it.

Normally, when encountering this Bagua Sect sword, one can only guard the gate.

Block if you can, parry if you can...

When you can't block or defend, you have to rely on quick movements to dodge.

But now that he has just taken off and is in mid-air, he cannot make any extra movements.

The opponent's strike was so fast it was like a phantom, and he had no way to counter it.

Where is Master?

In his final moments, he had only one thought in his mind: his master had promised to attack them together.

Surprisingly, two pens couldn't stop the opponent's palm strike and knife attack?

Should you let yourself take all the attacks head-on?

In his despair, the blade flashed across his neck, severing the steel neck guard.

With a whoosh, his head flew off.

Only then did he realize that his master, Ma Shiqing, had already retreated more than three zhang away.

You beast!

Gu Yongzhen's thoughts froze, and she fell into a deathly silence and darkness.

Ma Shiqing's eyes reddened.

"How did you draw your sword so quickly? What kind of internal energy is that?"

He was known for his exceptional accuracy in identifying acupoints and his rapid change of tactics, making him virtually unmatched in the capital.

However, just as they changed their tactics and countered the opponent's moves, they found themselves hampered at every turn.

Not only was her exquisite brushwork completely thwarted by the opponent, but she was also significantly slower.

The most outrageous thing was that his Xuanbing Force, which he had painstakingly cultivated for thirty years and was as solid and sharp as an ice blade or snow blade, was completely destroyed by the opponent's force.

The intense heat was like the blazing sun. The sheer force of the energy emanating from it almost melted the entire body.

In a head-on confrontation, after only two rounds, he was already in grave danger.

One of the judge's pens was severed, and at the same time, the opponent's light yet heavy blade strike left half of his body weak and aching.

They were at a complete disadvantage from the very first exchange.

How could he dare to launch a preemptive attack?

They could only retreat in panic.

He retreated halfway and saw his eldest disciple.

His blade was shattered with a single palm strike, and his head was severed with two blows.