Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 146 Martial Arts Festival ([-])

Seeing Ling Shifeng appearing, Zhao Fanxing couldn't help becoming alert: "Okay, Master Ling."

"Golden dragon swordsmanship!" Ling Shifeng rushed forward, swung his long sword, and slashed at the vital parts of his body continuously. Each sword carried fierce sword energy, like a flying dragon.

"Broken sword style!" Zhao Fanxing also drew his sword out of its sheath, cast "Dugu Nine Swords", flew back, and resisted with sword energy.

"Bang bang bang!" The sword energy of the two collided continuously, causing repeated explosions.

However, Ling Shifeng's offensive continued unabated. He stepped forward and slashed his long sword backhand, attacking Zhao Fanxing's lower body continuously, releasing a large amount of sword energy.

"Golden Dragon Sword Technique" is famous for its speed and ferocity, and the same goes for sword energy, which makes it difficult to dodge.

However, Zhao Fanxing had already judged the opponent's intentions, jumped up, swung the long sword in the air, and stabbed the opponent's throat from top to bottom.

The timing of this sword strike was just right, so Ling Shifeng had no choice but to give up the attack and sheath his sword to resist.

"Dang!" After a crisp sound, Zhao Fanxing's sword tip pierced the opponent's blade.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them came and went, fighting close to each other.

Ling Shifeng's swordsmanship was powerful and extremely fast. Every time he swung his sword, there was a sound of piercing through the air, leaving countless sword marks on the ground.

But Zhao Fanxing's swordsmanship could always find flaws in his moves, cutting, slashing and stabbing with great agility.

Ling Shifeng's arm and chest were almost hit by him several times, and he had to fly back to avoid it.

Zhao Fanxing also chased after him, spinning around in the air, slashing with his long sword like a windmill.

Ling Shifeng couldn't dodge in time, so he could only resist with his sword.

"Dang, clang, clang!" But Zhao Fanxing's attack was so powerful that his mouth was numb from the shock, and the long sword almost dropped from his hand.

"Split the stone and break the jade fist!" In desperation, Ling Shifeng swung his left fist from bottom to top, straight to the opponent's chest.

Zhao Fanxing was not in a hurry, he did a backflip and just dodged.

Ling Shifeng used boxing and sword at the same time.

"Splitting Stone and Breaking Jade Fist" is a powerful boxing technique of the Huashan School. Every time it is struck, it has the power to break mountains and crack rocks.

The "Golden Dragon Sword Technique" is fast and fierce, with sword energy flying horizontally and vertically.

All of a sudden, Ling Shifeng's fierce attack made everyone applaud.

But Zhao Fanxing's "Breaking Sword Style" was even better, using very agile sword moves to break the opponent's sword technique.

At the same time, he also used "Lingbo Weibu", dodging left and right, successfully avoiding Ling Shifeng's punch.

After continuous defense, Zhao Fanxing also found a chance to counterattack.

"There is no rain in the dense clouds!" He sheathed his sword and performed the "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms". He waved his palms and struck the enemy hundreds of times in succession, alternating between virtual and real, and unpredictable.

Ling Shifeng didn't expect this at all, so he could only block it with his long sword and left fist.

"Crack!" The two collided with each other one after another, blasting countless big holes in the surrounding ground.

But Ling Shifeng still couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by a palm on his left arm.

After the severe pain, he immediately felt soreness and numbness in his left arm and could not lift it.

With one arm left to use, Ling Shifeng was completely at a disadvantage.

Zhao Fanxing drew out his long sword again, and cast "Dugu Nine Swords", swinging the long sword up and down, slashing at the opponent's chest and lower abdomen at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Ling Shifeng had to continue to block with his sword.

But Zhao Fanxing seemed to have calculated his defense method correctly, the long sword suddenly changed direction and stabbed straight.

"Bah!" The tip of the sword directly broke through the protective energy on Ling Shifeng's body and stabbed his right arm.

With this sword, Zhao Fanxing saved some strength, otherwise, the opponent's right arm would be pierced through the muscles and bones, and he would be completely disabled.

"Oh!" Ling Shifeng also knew this very well, and threw away the weapon in his hand to admit defeat: "Zhao Shaoxia, your martial arts are truly astonishing. I boast that my boxing and sword skills are very good, and I am not your opponent."

Zhao Fanxing could tell that the other party was very unwilling and could only say: "Junior is offended."

Ling Shifeng's eyes were lonely, he tapped the acupoints on his body to stop the bleeding, then turned around and left.

The disciples of the top ten sects cheered again.

Nangong Feiyan also showed a bright smile, staring at Zhao Fanxing affectionately.

Seeing the beauty looking at him like this, he bowed his head in embarrassment.

At this moment, a person suddenly shouted: "Zhao Shaoxia, I'll meet you."

The eighth person who appeared on the stage came over, and it was Lu Chaoyuan, the new head of the Hengshan School.

Lu Chaoyuan had a kind attitude, cupped his hands and said, "Zhao Shaoxia, thank you for your help before, this time, I will not be polite."

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "Okay, Master Lu."

"Cloud and Mist Sword Art!" Lu Chaoyuan rushed over before he finished speaking.

I saw his figure turned into clouds and mist, walking back and forth around Zhao Fanxing at an extremely fast speed.

The long sword also slashed and attacked from different directions.

Zhao Fanxing had seen the opponent's strength before, so he didn't neglect, and used the "Mozi swordsmanship" to meet the enemy.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The two swords intersected, and sparks flew everywhere.

Lu Chaoyuan attacked fiercely for a while, but found that Zhao Fanxing defended himself impenetrably, but couldn't find a chance.

He also exclaimed: "Zhao Shaoxia, it seems that my sword moves have been figured out by you."

"Three Flowers Palm Technique!" As he spoke, Lu Chaoyuan suddenly changed his moves, sheathed his sword, waved his palms and struck them continuously, releasing a series of palm winds, like flowers blooming.

Zhao Fanxing knew the strength of the opponent, so he immediately used "Lingboweibu" to jump up and avoid the attack.

"Boom boom boom!" The surrounding ground was blasted into countless large holes, and even a stone pillar behind him was blown to pieces.

But Zhao Fanxing relied on dodging in time, and did not suffer the slightest injury.

"Six Meridians Excalibur!" He also waved his fingers at this time, using the three flexible sword qi of "Shaoze Sword", "Shangyang Sword" and "Shaochong Sword" to strike at the top of the enemy's head, chest and back continuously .

Lu Chaoyuan didn't dare to be negligent and immediately resisted with palm wind.

"Bang bang bang!" The invisible sword energy collided with the palm wind and canceled each other out.

"Flying Knife Chasing Soul!" Zhao Fanxing raised his right hand, and a "Ice Flying Knife" also flew out from his fingertips, attacking the enemy.

Lu Chaoyuan hastily drew his sword to resist.

But the flying knife drew a silver arc in the air, attacking the enemy's back.

Lu Chaoyuan hurriedly ducked down to dodge.

"Whoosh!" The cold light flew past his back, piercing through his protective qi and scratching the skin on his back.

"Shua!" The cold air hit, Lu Chaoyuan's whole body became stiff and began to freeze.

Zhao Fanxing also used the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" and flew over, slapping the opponent's chest and lower abdomen continuously.

Lu Chaoyuan was powerless to dodge, so he had to forcibly resist.

"Papa!" But Zhao Fanxing's palm was extremely powerful, he didn't have an advantage in internal strength, he couldn't resist, he was sent flying out, his arms were numb, his body protection qi dissipated, and he was no longer able to fight back.

He immediately shouted: "I can't beat you, I admit defeat!"

Zhao Fanxing was going to continue attacking, but seeing the other party's expression, he stopped.

Lu Chaoyuan said: "Young Master Zhao, senior brother is right, I am really no match for you."

With that said, he also gave a wry smile, turned and left.

The top ten disciples cheered again.

Master Daotian, the abbot of Shaolin, also persuaded him at this time: "Young Xia Zhao, you have worked so hard, take a rest."

Zhao Fanxing agreed: "Okay."

Master Daotian nodded, and changed the topic: "The next battle will be between the old monk and Zhao Shaoxia."

(End of this chapter)