Chapter 1335: Fierce battle

"you…"

At this moment, Wan Yunting's face was full of grief and anger, his red eyes were like two knives, and he was glaring fiercely at Jian Shisan, Han Dongri, and Fengxian in front of him.

The deaths of Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong completely stimulated Wan Yunting. His whole mood changed drastically, and he released a terrifying aura and murderous intent. He clenched his fists with both hands and roared: "You all deserve to die, ah..."

As Wan Yunting roared, he lost control of his emotions and rushed towards Jian Shisan and the others with his fists. With two punches, he knocked away the two believers of the Heavenly Eye Lord God Sect who were standing in front of him.

On the tree next to him, he fell to the ground again with a splash, spit out a mouthful of blood, and died immediately.

The other one did the same, leaving Jian Shisan and Han Dongri with serious expressions. Facing Wan Yunting, he roared and waved his fists. At this moment, he completely entered a berserk state, punching away the believers of the Sky Eye Lord Sect one by one.

He also grabbed a long knife, turned around, and cut a believer in half with one blow.

Now Jian Shisan and Han Dongri were no longer calm. Looking at Wan Yunting's furious form, he was even more powerful and terrifying than when they saw him in Country H and Snake Island.

"superior!"

However, Jian Shisan and the others are not intimidated. Besides, there are three of them. Jian Shisan alone is as powerful as Wan Yunting, not to mention Han Dongri and Fengxian assisting them. When the three of them saw this, they all

He showed his sword and charged towards Wan Yunting...

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

For a moment, the sound of swords clashing with metal and stone resounded through the woods here, accompanied by screams and roars. At this moment, Wan Yunting's eyes were bloodshot and he waved the long sword and Sword Thirteen in his hand. Han Dongrihe

The three Fengxians opened and closed, swords flashed, swords flashed, and energy flew everywhere. Wherever they went, the dead leaves on the ground flew up and danced, and the trees nearby were cracked, broken, and fell down by the flying energy...

"ah…"

The furious Wan Yunting struck the long knife raised in Fengxian's hand hard with a knife. The terrifying force knocked him away and scratched a length of seven or eight meters on the ground before he stopped. Fengxian's right hand holding the knife

Trembling, he looked up at Wan Yunting, who was fighting Jian Shisan and Han Dongri in front, and was shocked by his terrifying force.

"Go to hell..."

Wan Yunting, who was in a furious state, struck another blow with his backhand, knocking Han Dongri away. However, Jian Shisan seized the opportunity and cut open Wan Yunting's back with his sword, and a long wound suddenly flowed out.

Blood, Wan Yunting turned around in the air, and fiercely threw the long knife in his hand towards Jian Shisan...

when!

Jian Shisan raised his sword and split the flying long knife, and took a few steps back to distance himself from Wan Yunting. Then Han Dongri and Fengxian ran back, and the three of them confronted Wan Yunting...

The sharp pain from the sword wound on his back stimulated Wan Yunting. At this moment, he glared at Jian Shisan, Han Dongri, and Fengxian with red eyes. The anger in his heart was completely boiling. He was so emotional, even though he knew that he was not these three people.

opponents, but Wan Yunting just wants to kill them at this moment to avenge Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong...

"ah…"

Wan Yunting roared again, and single-handedly attacked Jian Shisan, Han Dongri, and Fengxian. He raised his foot and lifted a long knife on the ground and flew it towards Jian Shisan, causing him to quickly swipe his sword to block it.

…

But Wan Yunting had already fought with Han Dongri and Fengxian. He knocked the long knife out of Han Dongri's hand with a move of the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, and hit Han Dongri's chest hard with a move of the Tianshan Six Yang Palm with his left hand...

puff…!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Han Dongri's mouth, and he flew backwards as if he had been hit by a car. He hit a dead tree hard with a bang, and was directly broken. He rolled several times on the ground.

Then he crawled on the ground, vomiting blood constantly from his mouth, his face instantly turned pale, his breath was confused and weak...

At the same time, Wan Yunting's right chest was cut open by Fengxian's knife, and he was knocked out. He staggered back and forth before regaining his balance. He raised his head with a ferocious face, ignoring the pain on his body, and roared towards the sword again.

Thirteen to kill...

"Senior Brother Han..."

Fengxian quickly ran over to help Han Dongri up, and opened the clothes on his chest, only to see a purple-red palm print deeply imprinted on Han Dongri's chest.

Wan Yunting's palm directly knocked Han Dongri out of action, leaving him with no fighting power.

"damn it."

Upon seeing this, Fengxian cursed angrily and ignored Han Dongri. He held a long sword and fought back, joining forces with Jian Shisan to deal with Wan Yunting...

For a moment, the three of them were fighting fiercely in the woods. The clanking swords clashed with each other and the sound of metal and stone made the birds and animals fly away in the woods. Wan Yunting fell silent as Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong died tragically.

In grief and anger, with a ferocious face, he only wanted the lives of Jian Shisan and Fengxian at this moment...

But how can their lives be taken so easily? With the cooperation of Fengxian, Jian Shisan used a move of Thirteen Swords to make Wan Yunting lose again. He was kicked out hard and fell directly to the ground seven or eight meters away.

On the grass, my throat felt salty, and I almost spit out a mouthful of blood...

The three of them distanced themselves and took a short rest. Jian Shisan said sternly: "Wan Yunting, I advise you to just let it go, otherwise you will end up like those two women of yours."

Wan Yunting looked ferocious, his blood-red eyes glared fiercely at Jian Shisan and Fengxian, and walked out of the grass with a long knife in hand. Feeling guilty and sad in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Even if I die, I will still take it with me.

You three will die together."

Fengxian turned to look at Jian Shisan and said: "Brother Jian, it seems that this guy is determined not to hand over the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect."

Jian Shisan looked directly at Wan Yunting in front of him with sinister eyes, and said coldly: "No matter what, capture him first and send him back to his adoptive father."

Fengxian nodded, and immediately Jian Shisan raised his sword and took the initiative to kill Wan Yunting, intending to capture him and take him back to Country H to be punished by his adoptive father...

Faced with Jian Shisan and Feng Xian joining forces to kill, Wan Yunting roared and swung his sword to attack them. The three of them fought against each other again, with swords flashing and shadows flying, and sword energy flying everywhere...

Wan Yunting even used the Great Sword Technique to knock Fengxian flying away, and they struggled with Jian Shisan. The two were equally matched in strength. Wan Yunting was full of murderous intent, and he was obviously fighting Jian Shisan...

Now Wan Yunting seems to be in berserk mode. He is out of control. He only wants the lives of Jian Shisan and Fengxian to avenge Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong. Therefore, he is emotionally aroused and is completely desperate.

The knife slashed randomly, each one heavier than the last, never leaving the back of Jian Shisan's head. He was beaten back and forth, and his heart was beating with fear. He didn't expect that Wan Yunting would go berserk and his strength would be so terrifying...

At this time, Fengxian came over to kill him, giving Jian Shisan a chance to breathe. However, Wan Yunting suddenly roared, swung his sword and flew away the long knife in Fengxian's hand, and directly grabbed his right hand with his left hand. The luck began.

Absorb power…

"ah…"

Suddenly Fengxian screamed strangely, his eyes widened, and his expression was distorted. He felt that Wan Yunting's left hand was like a magnet, constantly sucking the inner energy of his body along his right hand, making him scream in fear...

"No, it's a great way to absorb energy!"

Jian Shisan glared upon seeing this, knowing that Wan Yunting could absorb the power. It was precisely because Wan Yunting had absorbed his power that they let him kill and escape.

Jian Shisan immediately swung his sword to stop Wan Yunting, but when he rescued Fengxian, he saw that his face was pale and 70% of the power in his body had been sucked away by Wan Yunting. He roared and waved his palm towards Jian Shi

Three shots to go...

Jian Shisan, whose expression changed drastically, also quickly took action to catch Wan Yunting's palm. In the next second, he and Fengxian were thrown upside down and fell to the ground. Jian Shisan was shocked and looked at himself.

His left hand kept shaking. He didn't expect that Wan Yunting would use Fengxian's power to use such a powerful palm...

Fengxian had most of his power absorbed, and he collapsed there. Even Jian Shisan was injured by Wan Yunting's palm just now, and his left hand was injured...

But by the time he reacted, Wan Yunting had already run over there. Han Dongri, who had been leaning on a big tree trunk, doing cross-legged meditation and doing exercises to heal his injuries, took advantage of his lack of reaction. Wan Yunting grabbed Han Dongri with his left hand.

On top of Han Dongri's head, the Eight Desolations Magic Skill of Luck absorbed his inner energy...

"ah…"

Suddenly Han Dongri opened his eyes and let out a shrill scream, which made Jian Shisan glared at him and shouted: "Damn it, stop it..."

However, at this time, Yang Jingyi had already rushed over with many people from various sects, including Zhong Yulong, the head of Wudang Sect, Zhang Xuanliang from Longhu Mountain, Shi Yizhen from Huashan Sect, Liu Bing from Qingcheng Sect, and Abbot Renxin from Shaolin Sect.

, Lu Chenzi from the Kongtong Sect, Zhang Boyun from the Diancang Sect, and Yan Haojian from the Divine Sword Sect, etc. Many people from various sects witnessed the horrifying scene of Wan Yunting using the Eight Desolate Divine Skills to absorb Han Dongri's internal strength...

"This...is this the Eight Desolate Divine Skills?"

For a moment, everyone in the various sects stared, watching Wan Yunting use the power-absorbing technique. Everyone present was shocked.

Because the Dharma of Absorbing Kung Fu has always been regarded as a crooked Kung Fu by the righteous people, and the Xiaoyao Sect is famous for its Eight Desolate Gods, Zhong Yulong, Zhang Xuanliang, Abbot Renxin and others immediately recognized Wan Yunting's Kung Fu.

The Eight Desolate Divine Skills of the Xiaoyao Sect.

At this time, Jian Shisan was charging towards Wan Yunting with his sword. When he saw people from various sects, he stopped immediately. Seeing Han Dongri being absorbed by Wan Yunting's skills, he fainted.

Jian Shisan was furious, but he knew that people from various sects were present and he could not deal with Wan Yunting no matter what.

"Wan Yunting, just wait for me. One day, I will make you pay the price."

Jian Shisan said a harsh word, ignored Fengxian and Han Dongri, turned around and plunged into the woods.

Wan Yunting sucked up all the inner energy in Han Dongri's body. With a ferocious expression on his face, he didn't even look at the people from various sects who were coming over. He was about to chase Jian Shisan with his sword in hand, hoping to save his life.

…

"Brother Yunting..."

At this time, Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, Duan Yingying and the others ran out and shouted in fear to Wan Yunting. Suddenly his whole body was shaken and he froze in place. Then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

land…

"Brother Yunting..."
Chapter completed!