Chapter 318: The True Killer God

There was a clanging sound. Master Jinlun was not surprised. He thought that the opponent's sword should be broken. He was about to chop it with the wheel, but unexpectedly, a huge force came from the golden wheel, which made his palm numb. He even felt that he could not hold the golden wheel.

Xin Zhen exclaimed, "Your golden wheel is really weird. Ha, your internal strength is pretty good. I wanted to knock your golden wheel off with one move, but I didn't expect you could still hold it. Then take a few more of my moves!"

Master Jinlun was horrified. He heard a series of rapid "chi chi" sounds and saw a flash of sword in front of him. The enemy's sword had already attacked within a few inches in front of him.

This was a really unexpected event. It was too late to resist or dodge. In a critical moment, he shook his wrist and swung the golden wheel towards Xin Zhen's Tanzhong acupoint. This was a vital point of the human body. No matter how strong your martial arts were, if you were hit, your life would be in danger.

He had no other choice but to use a risky move that would hurt both sides and force the enemy to draw his sword to protect himself.

As expected, Xin Zhen was unwilling to fight him to the death, so he swung his sword to hit the wheel. The wheel was heavy and the sword was light. If it were someone else, this sword strike would be ineffective.

But who is Xin Zhen? He met the attack with the power of Tai Chi on his sword. The rotation was just right, in line with the Tai Chi principle of "four ounces to move a great object". The iron wheel turned and flew towards the head of the national teacher.

Master Jinlun had just dodged one attack, but saw Jinlun coming at him at an even faster speed. He was so frightened that he had no choice but to roll on the ground to avoid being cut off his head by Jinlun.

It only took a split second, but National Master Jinlun had already experienced a cycle from life to death and from death to life. He hurriedly used his Qinggong skills and quickly retreated to the side, with fear on his face.

Xin Zhen smiled and said, "You've mastered the lazy donkey rolling move to perfection. Get up and take a few more of my moves." As he spoke, he raised his sword towards Master Jinlun.

However, after receiving Xin Zhen's first move, National Master Jinlun was extremely frightened and would not dare to block his second move head-on. He used his lightness skills to move around between the tables and chairs in the hall, but he did not dare to fight Xin Zhen head-on.

At this time, Master Jinlun no longer felt that he was the leader of a sect. He just wanted to get out of the reach of Xin Zhen's sword. He saw his figure floating in the air and going very fast. He swayed a few times and hid behind a few tables. Then, with a clang, he took out four wheels from under his robe.

These four wheels were the same size as the golden wheels he had used before, but they were black in color and were made of fine iron. The Vajra Mantra was also engraved on the wheels.

He has a total of five wheels, namely gold, silver, copper, iron and lead. When he really encounters a powerful enemy, he can use all five wheels at the same time. However, he has only used the gold wheel in the past and has defeated countless powerful enemies. Therefore, he was given the title of Golden Wheel National Master. He has never used the other four wheels, namely silver, copper, iron and lead. In fact, according to his martial arts skills, he should be called the "Five Wheel National Master".

He took a sudden step forward, and the iron wheel suddenly slipped out of his hand and flew towards Xin Zhen.

This trick was beyond everyone's expectations. The iron wheel spun rapidly and hit Xin Zhen.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the national teacher stretched out his long arm and threw the lead wheel suddenly, chasing the iron wheel. Then he quickly threw the silver and bronze wheels as well. The four wheels turned in the air and hit Xin Zhen one after another. The wheels did not come very fast, but before they arrived, the gust of wind had already arrived, and the force was extremely fierce.

Xin Zhen let out a sigh and used his long sword to tap the four wheels of iron, lead, silver and copper one by one. There was a series of clanging sounds, and the wheels were pushed back by Xin Zhen at a faster speed.

But this time he was prepared. He flicked the rim of the wheel with his palm, and the golden wheel seemed to come alive. It suddenly turned in the air and chased after Xin Zhen again.

Xin Zhen pushed again, and he also pushed. The four wheels flew faster and faster, and the power contained in them became stronger and stronger. The two of them were like two naughty children playing with spinning tops. The more the fight went on, the more shocked the Golden Wheel Imperial Master became. In the past, he dared to let go of his weapon and use the flying wheel to hit the enemy because he expected the enemy to be unable to take the wheel.

If the opponent hit the flywheel with a weapon, no matter how heavy the steel whip or sword was, it would have been thrown away after it hit the flywheel. How could he have expected that Xin Zhen had the ability to turn the wheel?
Not only did Yang Guo kill two of his disciples whom he had spent countless efforts to train, but now even his own invincible weapon was unable to do anything to the other party. This was truly the greatest setback he had ever encountered in his life.

The more he fought, the more astonished he became, thinking to himself, "The world is so big, there are so many talented people. How could I dream of such incredible swordsmanship in Mongolia?
Alas! I am just a frog in a well, and I underestimated the heroes of the world. "

His morale was dampened and he no longer wanted to fight, but this was a life-and-death duel, so there was no reason for the other party to let him go.

He was determined, and when Xin Zhen turned the wheel back, he suddenly turned the wheel towards the crowd of onlookers. This frightened the crowd in the hall.

Xin Zhen said angrily: "You despicable bald donkey!"

Then he used his sword to knock the wheels away one by one and saved the crowd of onlookers. However, the Golden Wheel National Master flew away very quickly and after a few quick shakes, he disappeared into the corner of the wall.

"Fuck!" Even someone as well-mannered as Xin Zhen was so angry that he burst into swearing.

When the Mongolian warriors saw Master Jinlun fleeing, they all scattered like birds and beasts.

Xin Zhen was full of anger and had no intention of letting these Mongolian warriors go, so he immediately rushed into the group of Mongolian warriors. Immediately, broken limbs and arms flew out and screams were heard.

In an instant, Xin Zhen killed and maimed more than a dozen of the dozens of Mongolian warriors. The rest fled in all directions, but Xin Zhen did not let them go. He chased them and killed them one by one. In the end, only a dozen or so escaped.

When Xin Zhen returned with his Taoist robe soaked in blood and holding a blood-stained sword, he found that none of the heroes in the hall dared to look him in the eye.

The heroes avoided Xin Zhen's gaze. Some thought to themselves that the Quanzhen Sect had produced a killer god. This little Taoist priest was indeed from the Changchun lineage. He was even more brave and fierce than the Changchun Zhenren Qiu Chuji. The Quanzhen Sect must not be provoked in the future.

Xin Zhen did not think that he was so cruel. Whether it was killing Huodu, Dalba, Elder Peng and dozens of Mongolian warriors, these people were either Mongolians or traitors. Now the two countries were in a hostile relationship. They came to his house with knives and guns to make trouble. If he didn't kill them, would he leave them to kill the Han people?
However, when Xin Zhen looked at Huang Rong, Huang Rong's eyes actually dodged for a moment. Xin Zhen was stunned, then he smiled in his heart and thought to himself that Huang Rong would be afraid one day too.

Xin Zhen felt like teasing him, so he turned to look at Guo Fu, and then at Wu Dunru. The two of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Xin Zhen sighed and thought that they were all idiots.

Xin Zhen looked at Xiao Longnu. Xiao Longnu was still looking at him clearly. She didn't avoid him at all. Instead, there seemed to be some strange color in her eyes. Xin Zhen was a little puzzled.

Then Xin Zhen felt a burning gaze and when he turned around, it was Cheng Ying.

(End of this chapter)