Chapter 323 No martial ethics!

Nemo Star was horrified and tried to step back quickly to avoid the sword, but after taking only one step, he heard a slight "puffing" sound and felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then he lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

Xin Zhen drew out his sword and casually cut off Nemo Star's head. The small black head rolled on the floor and landed at the feet of National Master Jinlun. Its eyes were not closed yet, staring at National Master Jinlun, causing his eyelids to twitch violently.

Yin Kexi, Xiao Xiangzi and Ma Guangzuo were all shocked.

They all coveted the title of Mongolia's greatest warrior, so they fought openly or secretly many times on the way here to see who was stronger. However, the more they fought, the more they admired each other. Their martial arts skills were similar, so no one could surpass the other.

But this little Quanzhen Taoist priest cut off Nimoxing's head with just two moves, demonstrating his extremely terrifying strength.

Nemo Star might have been careless in the first fight, but in the second fight, Nemo Star must have given it his all. However, even so, he was pierced through the chest by a sword and then beheaded!

Now they finally understood what Master Jinlun said: the strength of this little Taoist priest is extremely terrifying!
Yin Kexi shouted loudly: "Everyone, come together. This little Taoist priest is too powerful. If we attack one by one, we will inevitably be defeated one by one like Nimoxing!"

Xiao Xiangzi nodded immediately and said, "That's right, we have to go together. Will you go to the state affairs?"

Imperial Master Jinlun nodded and said, "It should be so."

As soon as Master Jinlun said this, a strange howl was heard. Xiaoxiangzi's legs stiffened, and he jumped several feet and pointed the mourning stick down from mid-air.

Xin Zhen dodged to the side, and suddenly his eyes went dark. A puff of black smoke gushed out of the end of the mourning stick. He immediately smelled a fishy odor and felt slightly dizzy.

He cried out inwardly that something was wrong, knowing that there was poison hidden in the stick, and hurriedly stepped back.

Damn, this thing doesn't follow the ethics of martial arts. How can you use poison right at the start?

The King of France and Yin Kexi were beside Xin Zhen. Although they were not the first to be hit, they felt nauseous and wanted to vomit after smelling a little bit, so they quickly jumped away.

Xin Zhen had no idea that he had just killed Nemo Star in one fell swoop. Xiao Xiangzi was both happy and afraid.

He was happy because there was one less person competing for the title of "Mongolia's No. 1 Warrior", but he was afraid that Xin Zhen was so powerful that he was afraid he would be defeated by him.

So there is no way to hold back, and the killer move is used right from the start.

Fortunately, Xin Zhen saw the opportunity quickly and avoided the poisonous fog attack, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Xiaoxiangzi had already stuffed the antidote in his nose. He rushed forward in the black air, swinging his stick in pursuit.

Xin Zhen used his sword to attack his stiff knees.

Xiaoxiangzi drew back his stick to block, but was forced five feet away by Xin Zhen's move.

Xin Zhen turned his body sideways and saw Yin Kexi wielding a golden dragon whip, which was glittering with jewels, inlaid with gems, diamonds, and white jade. He was approaching him and immediately launched a sword move.

This sword was extremely clever. It not only pushed away Yin Kexi's golden dragon whip, but also went straight to Yin Kexi's chest. Yin Kexi hurriedly dived to the ground, then did a few somersaults and rolled away like a big ball, thus avoiding the same fate as Nemo Star.

How could Xin Zhen let go of such a good opportunity easily? He wanted to take his life if he caught up with him, but National Master Jinlun, Xiaoxiangzi and Ma Guangzuo all came forward to meet him.

Master Jinlun's long sword (his wheels had been confiscated by Xin Zhen, and there was no way to recast them at the moment, so he could only use the long sword instead), Xiaoxiangzi's mourning stick, and Ma Guangzuo's copper stick all attacked. Xin Zhen snorted coldly and used the move of boundless falling leaves. The sword light was like falling leaves, and there were only clinking sounds. The long sword, mourning stick, and copper stick were swept away one by one.

Imperial Master Jinlun, Xiaoxiangzi, Ma Guangzuo and Yin Kexi were all shocked.

The long sword of Master Jinlun is not an ordinary long sword, but a nine-ring sword, which weighs at least dozens of kilograms.

Xiaoxiangzi's mourning stick is made of fine steel, very solid and heavy, and is no less powerful than ordinary heavy weapons.

Ma Guangzuo's copper stick was thick and long, but it was a real heavy weapon, and it was actually swept away by Xin Zhen's sword!

But Xin Zhen held an ordinary long sword in his hand, which was considered a light weapon.

Generally speaking, light weapons do not fight head-on with heavy weapons, because it is basically difficult to gain an advantage.

However, facing three kinds of heavy weapons, Xin Zhen did not fear at all and collided with them. He even knocked the heavy weapons away, which showed that the internal strength of this young Taoist priest was much stronger than anyone else!

At this time, Yin Kexi got up from the ground, and seeing that Xin Zhen was old, he immediately whipped him with a whip, and laughed with hatred, "Give it to me!"

Xin Zhen seemed to just stretch out his hand casually and grabbed Yin Kexi's golden dragon whip. When Yin Kexi was about to shake the whip to fight back, the tail of the whip had already been grasped by Xin Zhen.

He immediately followed Xin Zhen's pull and pounced towards Xin Zhen, with a shining dagger in his left hand.

This move uses offense as defense and is a unique move derived from the eighteen styles of small grappling techniques.

Xin Zhen shouted: "Okay!"

The move Xin Zhen used to seize Yin Kexi was the Destroying Divine Claw from the Nine Yin Scriptures, and he used it extremely skillfully. Yin Kexi's response was also extremely ingenious, using offense as defense, which made Xin Zhen unable to help but applaud.

But no matter how good it was, he did not stop his kung fu. Xin Zhen used his left hand to perform grappling, but his right wrist turned, and the long sword was pressed against Xin Zhen's own arm, with the tip of the sword almost touching Xin Zhen's own throat, and he pulled it back in a self-destructive posture.

Xin Zhen was certainly not trying to commit suicide, but to counter Yin Kexi's close combat.

This move was even more clever. Yin Kexi wanted to use the close-range broken blade to destroy Xin Zhen's long sword, but he saw that the long sword could also be used for close-range melee. This extremely dangerous sword move made it impossible for Yin Kexi to dodge, and he was pierced through the chest by Xin Zhen's long sword!
At this moment, the national teacher's golden wheel, Ma Guangzuo's copper stick, and Xiaoxiangzi's pole and club attacked at the same time.

Xin Zhen let go of the golden whip and fought back to block.

Yin Kexi knew that he was seriously injured, so he slowly stepped back, sat cross-legged on the ground, and focused his Qi on his Dantian, pressing acupoints to stop the blood from spurting out. However, it was not that easy. The sword pierced his chest. Although that place was not the heart, the lungs had been pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The Imperial Master, Xiaoxiangzi and Ma Guangzuo did not dare to advance rashly and guarded the gate closely.

Faced with the heavy weapons of the three men, Xin Zhen had no choice but to infuse his internal force into the long sword, which made a hissing sound as he fought with the three men.

The Imperial Master and the other three surrounded him tightly, thinking that no matter how strong his internal strength was, he was only a teenager after all, and it would be difficult for him to last long facing the attack of three people.

But they didn't know that Xin Zhen was practicing the Nine Yin Scriptures, and his internal strength was cultivated ten times faster than that of an ordinary person. Although he had only practiced for a short ten years, his internal strength was not inferior to that of the Five Great Masters.

(End of this chapter)