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Chapter 7: The disintegration of the demon

Zhuo Tianqi had already turned off the six consciousnesses of the people who came, so it was naturally impossible to hear it. At this point, he would not show any mercy. He waved his hand and sent his mother and Duan Tianyu a few feet away. Then he raised his hand and slashed Huashan with one hand, and slashed at the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect with one hand.

Because Zhuo Tianqi used the disintegration of the demon, all the twelve meridians in his body were opened, and the Ren and Du meridians of the eight extraordinary meridians were forcibly opened. However, although the meridians were washed away, the meridians in his body were also shocked at this moment, as if they were dry land, and they were cracked.

However, the power of his palm was also real, with a rainbow of momentum, and his palm power hit the opponent like a piece of training.

The move of Strength Slashing Huashan is available in many martial arts, and it is both palm techniques, sword techniques, or sword techniques. They also have many similarities, not only the names are the same, but also the artistic conception is the same. They are all about moving forward and pushing the power of the whole body out to the opponent with the force of Mount Tai. Although there may be some differences between the moves, the artistic conception is absolutely the same.

This palm is undoubtedly the strongest palm in Zhuo Tianqi's life, and he used all his potential and life to fight. However, even such a palm is still so powerless to the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect in the innate realm.

He raised his hand gently, pulled out his sword, and then raised the tip of the sword slightly upward, but he did not show much power. Suddenly, a surge of sword energy surged to the tip of his sword and directly took Zhuo Tianqi's eyebrows. Zhuo Tianqi had to change his moves, change to slap, and slap the opponent's sword spine. At the same time, his body turned around in a state of progress and avoided the opponent's sword energy. At the same time, Zhuo Tianqi sent a palm again to directly grab the opponent's door.

Seeing Zhuo Tianqi easily avoiding his sword energy and being able to fight back with the flow, the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect immediately showed surprise on his face, and then said, "No wonder Senior Brother attaches great importance to the light skills of the Tianshan Sect so much. It turns out that there are really some tricks."

However, although he said it easily, he did not dare to be careless at all. After all, Zhuo Tianqi is in the same realm as him now. If he is not careful, he may still be injured by Zhuo Tianqi, or even beaten to death.

He pulled the tip of the sword downward, took out a sword flower, and cut it across to Zhuo Tianqi's palm. If Zhuo Tianqi did not withdraw his palm, he would definitely cut off his arm.

Seeing that his opponent suddenly pulled out a sword flower and cut it towards his arm, Zhuo Tianqi decisively withdrew his palm, then ticked one foot, and kicked the other foot at the lower plate.

Zhuo Tianqi never likes to use weapons, so he has never practiced other martial arts after getting started. He is just obsessed with kung fu, palm and legs. Although he is not old, he is still able to pass the kung fu.

Especially the twelve-way Tan Legs, they are even more amazing. The twelve-way Tan Legs are the basis of all leg techniques. Although they are simple, they are all-encompassing. Zhuo Tianqi spent a lot of effort on this, which is much more powerful than his hands.

The power was naturally extraordinary when used at this moment. Moreover, the distance between the two was approaching at this moment. When they kicked it out, the other party had no way to use a long sword to resist, so they could only fight with him with fists and feet.

Zhuo Tianqi knew very well that the other party was a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect. Sword technique was their specialty, but it was his weakness. If he wanted to defeat the other party, he had to let the other party abandon the sword and fight with his flesh palm. Only in this way could he have some chance of winning.

However, what Zhuo Tianqi did not expect was that the sword technique of the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect was really amazing. Under such circumstances, he could quickly withdraw his sword and stab him, and pick him at his thigh.

Although this move is not famous or a move, it has an unexpected effect, disrupting Zhuo Tianqi's pace. After fighting two moves, the two no longer have their own routines and cannot use any moves at all. Everything depends on instinct.

The disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect had already swept away the contempt he had just now and took it very seriously. He knew that Zhuo Tianqi was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Zhuo Tianqi was also secretly shocked at this moment. He thought that the opponent would never be able to use a long sword to resist this move, but the opponent's sword technique was really effective and he could even use it under such circumstances.

He was shocked, but at this moment he had no way to hold his legs back. He could only slap his palm on the ground, and then kicked the other leg out, but he took the other one's wrist directly.

At this moment, Zhuo Tianqi wanted to fight with the other party, so he had to let the other party take off his sword, otherwise he would not have any chance.

With one kick, Zhuo Tianqi thought the other party would withdraw his sword and return to the protection, but he didn't expect that the other party was not as he thought. Instead, he stung the sword without hesitation despite the danger of his palm being kicked.

"Bang, chick."

Two consecutive sounds, the two succeeded one after another. At this moment, Zhuo Tianqi's right leg was directly cut by the opponent's long sword, and the long sword of the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect also came out of his hand. However, what Zhuo Tianqi did not expect was that the opponent's hand was nothing. He just felt that he had kicked an iron piece, and it was obvious that the opponent had an iron guard, so no wonder he dared to fight him head-on.

Logically speaking, the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect should have the upper hand in this fight. However, from the expressions of the two, it was not the case, because Zhuo Tianqi was not discouraged at all, but instead became excited. Without the other party, the other party had no sword, which was equivalent to the tiger without claws. The disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect without swords are much weaker than ordinary people in the martial arts world. Their kung fu is all on the sword, and without the sword, the combat power will decline sharply.

The disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect obviously realized this and looked at Zhuo Tianqi in surprise. He didn't even look at the sword that fell to the ground. It was obvious that Zhuo Tianqi had done something unexpected to him.

And this unexpected thing was that he underestimated the strength of Zhuo Tianqi's kicking out the leg. What he didn't expect was that Zhuo Tianqi could actually kick off the long sword in his hand with his guard.

Without caring about the sword injury on his leg, Zhuo Tianqi swooped forward and rushed towards the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect again. Then he slashed down with one palm, and his momentum was still powerful.

The disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect didn't seem to have expected that Zhuo Tianqi was so fierce, and he had no concerns about the injuries on his legs at all, and attacked him. He didn't react for a moment. When Zhuo Tianqi's palm wind had already blew on his cheek, he suddenly woke up.

However, at this moment, he thought about dealing with it, and it was obviously too late. He was shocked suddenly, and then instinctively raised his hand to face Zhuo Tianqi's palm.

"Bang"

After a muffled sound, the two of them were about to part. Then Zhuo Tianqi turned over and landed steadily on the ground, tapped his feet and rushed towards the other party again, completely in a desperate manner.

The disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect was knocked to the ground by Zhuo Tianqi's palm. Before he could get up, he was pounced on him again by Zhuo Tianqi. He kicked him in the waist, and then he punched him in an old fist.

Poor that disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect did not report his name at this time, and he was beaten into a pig's head with an old punch. In the end, he was beaten to death by Zhuo Tianqi without even having time to scream a few times.

After the disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect died, Zhuo Tianqi did not stop until he broke the other party's head, and then kicked the other party's body away, turning around and walking towards Gu Fanghua and the others in blood.

At this moment, Gu Fanghua was completely disgraced, her face was pale, her eyes were dull, and her mouth was big and full of surprise. She never thought that Zhuo Tianqi had such a side. He had always known that Zhuo Tianqi was very decisive and independent, but she was definitely not a cruel and bloodthirsty person.

She never thought that one day she would watch her son kill people in front of her. Even if that person was going to kill them. She was kind and always thought that she just needed to beat the other person away, and she never had the idea of ​​killing people. But now her son not only killed people, but also smashed people's heads alive.

Duan Tianyu was also shocked at this moment. When he saw Zhuo Tianqi coming, he couldn't help but take a step back. But soon his expression changed, and then he walked up to meet Zhuo Tianqi, wanting to support the other party.

"Senior Brother." Duan Tianyu's voice was a little trembling, and it was obvious that he was also scared by Zhuo Tianqi's appearance.

Seeing Duan Tianyu's appearance, Zhuo Tianqi nodded slightly, knowing that he had overcome the fear in his heart, but he was still a little uncomfortable. Thinking that Duan Tianyu was only fifteen years old, Zhuo Tianqi began to feel unbearable.

Zhuo Tianqi still held his breath and did not dare to speak. If he spoke at this moment, his true energy would be discharged and he would die immediately.

He raised his hand to signal Duan Tianyu to get out of the way, and then wrote with a stone on a smooth stone slab on the ground: "Take the ring on, go." After writing, he looked at Zhuo Tianqi, pointed at Gu Fanghua again, and then pointed to the depths of the forest.

"Senior brother, I'm going to go together. I'll carry you, let's go together." Duan Tianyu shook his head and said, "As he said, tears couldn't help but burst into tears. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhuo Tianqi's hand, and wanted to carry him on.

Seeing Duan Tianyu's hand reaching out, Zhuo Tianqi waved his hand to open it, then took off the seven-color ring that took him to travel to this world from his finger, handed it to Duan Tianyu, and then knelt down at Gu Fanghua.
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