Chapter 105: Rush, Destroy with Effort

The sound of fighting was deafening in Prince Ning's Manor, and disciples of the Eight Desolations had already rushed in from the central courtyard. However, when they entered, they found that Zhu Hai and Jiang Disheng had been waiting here for a long time.

"Bahuang, that's great. It's just right for me to kill you to commemorate my eldest brother and third brother!" Looking at the group of Bahuang disciples in front of him, Zhu Hai had a blank expression on his face, and his cold voice was like a cold current blowing past.

Judging from the skills of these Eight Desolate disciples, each of them has at least reached the Great Perfection of Health Care, and several of them have entered the realm of refining organs. However, there are different levels of refining organs. For example, Zhu Hai is naturally gifted and has greater strength than ordinary people. Moreover, he has entered the realm of refining organs for many years and has been practicing in this realm for a long time. Naturally, his strength is not comparable to these Eight Desolate disciples.

Choking!

Zhu Hai lifted up the Nine-Ring Sword, and the metal rings collided with each other, making a crisp sound. As Zhu Hai's tall body approached, the sound rang in the ears of everyone in the Eight Desolate Worlds like the sound of morning bells and evening drums.

"Be careful, this person's strength should not be underestimated!" Jiang Xun, who was the leader of the group, gave a warning with a serious look. The pressure from Zhu Hai was too strong, like a mountain, and the heavy pressure from him increased with every step he took.

When Zhu Hai's figure approached to a certain distance, his majestic figure had blocked everyone's sight, and the thick shadow seemed to cover everyone.

Zheng!
At this moment, the sound of a sword broke the dullness. The long sword in Jiang Xun's hand vibrated and made a buzzing sound. He knew that Zhu Hai was gathering his strength and wanted to use this method to crush the spirit of his people so that he could easily kill him with a thunderous attack.

"laugh!"

Seeing that his purpose was seen through, Zhu Hai curled up his lips into a ferocious smile. The moment his sight fell on Jiang Xun, the nine-ring broadsword in his hand had already chopped down with a loud bang.

Whoops!

The metal blade reflected a dazzling light. Under Zhu Hai's tremendous power, the heavy blade carried the force of a collapsing mountain, and in an instant it cut through the air, making a wailing sound. Before the knife arrived, the strong and sharp blade wind had already cut off several strands of Jiang Xun's hair.

when!
The sound of swords colliding rang out, and only then did everyone see Zhu Hai's movements clearly. Facing Zhu Hai's sudden attack, even though he was well prepared, Jiang Xun's strength was still no match for him. He only used the sword's body to carry all the power to slash at him when the sword was about to hit him. Even so, at the moment of the sword's collision, Jiang Xun was still shocked by the huge force transmitted from the sword and staggered a few steps to the side.

"on!"

It was not until this moment that the other Eight Desolate disciples finally reacted. Facing a master like Zhu Hai, fighting alone was definitely not an option. The only way to win was to suppress him with numbers.

However, when everyone started to move, Jiang Disheng and others behind Zhu Hai also moved out. Jiang Disheng was a master who was not inferior to Zhu Hai. Once he came out, he directly separated many of the Eight Desolate disciples.

For a moment, the battlefield was divided into three places. Zhu Hai and Jiang Disheng were fighting with the disciples of Bahuang respectively, and the remaining members of Liushamen were fighting with the others.

The battle entered a fierce stage in a short time, and the whole courtyard was filled with tragic sounds and blood.

Hurala!
Just as everyone was fighting on their own, suddenly there was a sound of howling wind from outside the courtyard. Before anyone could react, the wind had swept the dust into the entire courtyard.

"Damn it, what kind of trick is this from Liushamen?"

One of the Eight Desolate disciples was blinded by the smoke and had to evade the battle circle. In fact, he was not the only one. Everyone had to temporarily leave the battle because of the sudden strong wind. When the smoke cleared, everyone looked up again and saw a figure in the courtyard.

"Who are you?"

Seeing this figure appearing in the field, no one dared to move rashly. It was obvious that the strong wind just now was caused by this figure. Without knowing whether it was an enemy or a friend, no one would directly attack and offend the other party.

But Zhu Hai was still a little annoyed that the battle was interrupted by this sudden figure, but he just suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Su Lie stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the people from Liusha Gate, and then his eyes fell on Zhu Hai who was standing in front of him.

"Are you Zhu Hai?"

A calm voice came out of his mouth. Although it was a question, Su Lie's tone was very affirmative. He had seen the portrait of the Liusha Sect master at Huang Jinsheng's place. Although the sturdy man in front of him was a little different from the portrait, his overall appearance was still somewhat similar.

After learning from Huang Jinsheng that Zhu Hai was going to harm him, Su Lie was not prepared to let him go. So when everyone attacked Ningwangzhuang, Su Lie quietly mixed in. Although the other party did not pose a threat to him, trouble is always trouble. Since he has the ability to eliminate the trouble in time, Su Lie is unwilling to let it grow.

Zhu Hai's expression froze when he heard Su Lie's words. After years of hanging out together, he could naturally hear the murderous intent behind Su Lie's calm words. Although he didn't know the man in front of him, since he had already determined that he was an enemy and not a friend, there was nothing to worry about.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the sword swung across the sky. The previous fight was just a warm-up for Zhu Hai. Now that his body was moving, the next blow was faster and more fierce.

Hiss!

The air made a sound like cloth tearing in front of the knife, and the sharp wind of the knife went straight to Su Lie's neck. Facing this knife, even pig iron would be cut into a big gap, not to mention flesh and blood.

The Eight Desolations disciples behind him didn't even have time to warn him, as the knife was only half a foot away from Su Lie. Zhu Hai's expression was ferocious, as if he had already seen the man's head soaring into the sky and blood gushing out.

however.

puff!
This ferocious knife did not cut across Su Lie's neck. Instead, it was pinched by Su Lie's five fingers when it was about to reach Su Lie.

The nine-ring broadsword suddenly stopped in front of Su Lie's neck, and the nine golden rings on it made a crisp collision sound due to inertia. The sharp wind from the broadsword blew across Su Lie's cheek, causing his black hair to flutter wildly in the air.

"How can this be!"

Seeing this, Zhu Hai let out a sound of disbelief. The knife just now was his full-strength attack, and it was a sudden attack. He was confident that even Xue Guo would not be able to take it head-on. However, such a knife was caught by the figure who suddenly appeared in front of him with one hand.

At this moment, Zhu Hai felt a little regretful, but no matter how hard he pulled, the Nine-ring Sword seemed to be growing on the man's hand, and did not move at all.

"If you have enough strength, you can take my punch."

Su Lie did not move his left hand, but his right hand had quietly clenched into a fist. With the sound of bones popping, a not-so-big fist was thrown out.

Whoohoo!
If Zhu Hai's sword could split pig iron, then Su Lie's punch could break a mountain in Zhu Hai's eyes. The air was squeezed by Su Lie's punch to form a strong wind pressure that hit Zhu Hai's face first, and Zhu Hai seemed to be distracted by the punch. He could only watch it grow bigger and bigger in his eyes until it was about to get close, then he suddenly roared:

"Jiang Disheng!"

Woohoo!

Along with the roar, a sound of breaking through the air came from behind Zhu Hai. Su Lie saw a sun-moon shovel breaking through the air and attacking him. If he did not retract the punch he had thrown at Zhu Hai, Zhu Hai would certainly die, but he would also be hit by the sun-moon shovel. Obviously, the opponent was thinking of attacking the enemy and saving him.

But do we need to hide?

boom!
At the critical moment, Su Lie's fist suddenly accelerated, and the air was faintly pulled out with a sharp whistle, and then his fist hit Zhu Hai right on the head.

Bang!
Zhu Hai's head exploded like a watermelon, and at the same time, amid the splatter of blood and flesh, Su Lie spread out his five fingers and grabbed the whistling Sun and Moon Shovel. Then, he used his arms, wrists, and five fingers to exert force together, and threw the Sun and Moon Shovel out again at the last moment.

With the tremendous force, the weapon returned to its original path like a cannonball at a faster speed than when it came.

Woohoo!

The air was torn apart again, leaving Jiang Disheng no time to react. In his horrified eyes, the Sun and Moon Shovel had already pierced into his chest and abdomen. The terrifying force carried his body and flew backwards, eventually nailing him to a big tree.

(End of this chapter)