Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 216
The cavalry also charged with long spears from different directions, stabbing at Zhao Fanxing's chest and back.

"Dragon fights in the wild!" But he did not panic, stepped down from his horse, and used the palm of his hand to fight against the enemy.

"Bang bang bang" caused by the palm wind, turned countless cavalry bombers on their backs and fell to the ground sideways.

At the same time, the defenders of Gale City outside also launched a fierce attack, disrupting the formation of Zhou Chaogang's army.

For a time, his troops suffered countless casualties and blood flowed into rivers.

Zhou Chaogang also hurriedly organized troops to resist, trying to fight a bloody way.

But Zhao Fanxing will not give the enemy this chance.

"Suddenly!" He made a vertical leap, jumped behind the target, and pushed forward with both palms.

"Slap!" This palm hit Zhou Chaogang firmly on the back.

This general was just an ordinary person, unable to withstand such an attack at all, he fell directly off the horse, spitting blood, and breathing weakly.

Zhao Fanxing was also ready to add another palm to shatter the opponent's heart.

But at this moment, countless sword lights flashed, attacking his left and right sides.

"Broken Sword Style!" Zhao Fanxing immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and used "Dugu Nine Swords" to meet it.

I saw the long sword in his hand continuously slashing and stabbing straight, attacking the enemy's wrist and chest, directly resolving the opponent's moves.

The enemy was also forced to give up the attack, retreat and stand still.

At this time, Zhao Fanxing discovered the true identity of these guys, they were the swordsmen of the Divine Shadow Palace.

In addition, there is a killer wearing a blue mask.

He has a strong figure and holds a black soft whip in his hand.

Zhao Fanxing asked: "You want to prevent me from killing General Zhou?"

The blue-faced killer asked back: "You are not the king of Qi, right? As far as we know, the king of Qi does not know martial arts."

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "Whatever you think."

"Flying eagle swordsmanship!" Before he finished speaking, the swordsmen walked around him, slashing with their long swords, releasing countless sword qi.

"The Great Teleportation of the Universe!" Zhao Fanxing retracted his sword back to its sheath, waved his palms, directly pulled and teleported the opponent's sword energy, and sent it back intact.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the swordsmen hurriedly flew back and forth in the air to avoid their own sword energy.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword!" But at this moment, Zhao Fanxing waved his fingers and used the three flexible sword energies of "Shaoze Sword", "Shaochong Sword" and "Shang Yang Sword" to continuously chop the opponent's chest and back.

The swordsmen couldn't dodge in time, they could only hastily swing their swords to resist.

But they were still a step too late. They were hit one after another, their protective energy dissipated, and countless scars appeared on their backs and chests.

Blood flowed from it and fell to the ground.

However, Zhao Fanxing's offensive remained unabated, and he continued to wave his fingers, stabbing continuously with two strong sword qi of "Shaoshang Sword" and "Zhongchong Sword".

"Bang bang!" The swordsmen were already injured, unable to dodge in time, they were directly pierced through the heart by the invisible sword energy, fell into a pool of blood, and died completely.

But at this moment, the blue-faced killer suddenly jumped high, and the soft whip in his hand went from top to bottom, hitting Zhao Fanxing's vitals on the top of his head.

"Consonance Fingering!" He did not panic, stretched out two fingers of his left hand, and firmly clamped the soft whip of the other party.

"Fire Palm Technique!" The blue-faced killer refused to give up, waving his left palm and releasing a flaming palm wind.

Zhao Fanxing hurriedly jumped sideways to avoid it.

"Huh!" The flame palm hit the tent behind him, directly ignited it, and burned it to ashes.

The blue-faced killer also took advantage of the situation to withdraw his long whip, and beat Zhao Fanxing's shoulders and chest vitals continuously.

"Long Cloud Whip!" His moves were fast, but not powerful.

"Breaking Whip!" Zhao Fanxing immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and used "Dugu Nine Swords" to resist.

The long sword in his hand flew up and down, slashing constantly, every sword attack was a flaw in the blue-faced killer's moves.

However, whenever the blue-faced killer is in a passive situation, he will wave his left palm and release the palm of fire.

These palms are so powerful that Zhao Fanxing had to give up the strong attack and use the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" to fight against.

"Bang bang bang!" For a moment, the palms of the two collided continuously, causing repeated explosions.

The blue-faced killer is therefore in a state of both offense and defense.

The whip technique and palm technique he practiced complement each other, so that Zhao Fanxing could not find a way to defeat the enemy.

The blue-faced killer also stepped up his offensive at this time.

Seeing him push back with his left palm, he released a powerful flame shock wave, and swung a long whip with his right hand, hitting the opponent's lower body.

For a moment, Zhao Fanxing's legs and chest were attacked.

"The Great Teleportation of the Universe!" But he had been prepared for a long time, retracting the sword back into its sheath, mobilizing his inner strength, quickly waving his hands, and sending back the opponent's flame shock wave intact.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the blue-faced killer hurriedly gave up the attack and jumped sideways to avoid it.

"Seven Styles of Tyrant Saber!" Zhao Fanxing drew his saber out of its sheath at this moment, held the saber in both hands, and slashed at the opponent's throat.

The timing, strength, and speed of this move were all just right.

The blue-faced killer couldn't fight back, and couldn't dodge it, so he could only wave his long whip to resist.

"Dang!" Zhao Fanxing swung his saber forcefully, numb the opponent's jaw, and took several steps back.

"Meteor knife rain!" His offensive did not stop, but he jumped high and slashed with his knife.

The sword light fell from the sky like a meteor shower, attacking the enemy.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the blue-faced killer immediately waved his left palm, releasing countless flames and slashing winds to fight Zhao Fanxing.

But his knife light is faster.

The blue-faced killer couldn't deal with it in the end, and was hit in the back by one of them.

His protective zhenqi was damaged, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't stand upright, and he was gasping for breath.

Zhao Fanxing also took the opportunity to put the knife back into its sheath, took out the telescopic stick, and performed the "dog beating stick technique".

He used the "tripping" tactic, swinging the long stick in his hand from side to side, hitting the opponent's lower body.

The blue-faced killer was already injured, and his movement was much slower. His ankle was hit by a long stick, his center of gravity was unstable, and he tripped to the ground.

"Little Li Flying Knife!" Zhao Fanxing immediately withdrew his long stick, raised his right hand, and a flying knife flew out from his fingertips.

"Whoosh!" The cold light flickered, and before the blue-faced killer could defend himself, there was already a blood hole in his throat.

Blood kept gushing out, and he also clutched his throat, struggling desperately.

It didn't take long before the blue-faced killer was completely dead.

Seeing his helper die, Zhou Chaogang didn't run away, but yelled, "Damn it, you have such strength."

Zhao Fanxing didn't say much, but drew his sword out of its sheath and flew towards the enemy.

"Seven Styles of Tyrannical Saber!" He held the saber in both hands, and slashed towards him diagonally.

Zhou Chaogang immediately swung his long sword to resist.

"Dang!" But Zhao Fanxing's saber force was heavy, and the opponent's weapon was directly knocked out.

Zhou Chaogang was also shocked, his arms were numb and he was dizzy.

Zhao Fanxing did not stop attacking.

With a flash of the knife, Zhou Chaogang had already been decapitated.

Blood sprayed from the neck, forming a blood mist all over the sky.

Zhou Chaogang's body also fell on the ground, staining the ground red.

Zhao Fanxing immediately put the knife back into its sheath, secretly happy in his heart.

(End of this chapter)