"So neat?"

Yang Xingzhou jumped down from the back of the fire bird with a spear in hand. After landing, he quietly looked at the nervous people in front of him: "You Japanese pirates, how come you are all my Chinese people? This style of painting is not

So right!"

He put the spear on his shoulder and glanced at the people in front of him: "That great monk, look at the posture of you holding the crescent shovel, you are a disciple of Southern Shaolin? How the hell did the disciples of Southern Shaolin become a group of Japanese pirates? Are you the ten?

Are the traitors who betrayed Southern Shaolin years ago foolish?"

The great monk shouted: "Yes, I am just stupid! Yang Xingzhou, you are so brave. You dare to come here alone. Do you really think that we are not masters?"

Yang Xingzhou ignored Monk Xinyu and turned his eyes to the middle-aged woman standing next to Xinyu: "There is a scar on the left cheek and she looks so coquettish. She is holding such a slender sword and has a flying knife in her waist.

Well, you should be Sikong Hong, a female disciple of the Nanhai Sword Sect. Tsk tsk. It is said that you had an affair with your man's nephew, stole the sword technique secret book of Nanhai Yijian, and poisoned the Nanhai Sword Sect to death.

He killed thirty-nine members of the Nanhai Sword Sect and greatly damaged the vitality of the Nanhai Sword Sect. It is still difficult to restore its old outlook."

The middle-aged woman's face was ashen: "Yang Xingzhou, have you said enough? Now that you are here, don't even think about leaving! If someone comes, shoot his big bird first!"

Yang Xingzhou clamped his legs and said in surprise: "So cruel? How did you know that I have a big bird? Have you heard here that Yang has a very big bird and is best at fighting?"

Sikong Hong was furious: "I didn't expect the famous Yang Xingzhou to be such a cheap man! Kill him!"

Before she could say the word "kill", someone in the woods nearby opened a bow and fired an arrow. Several arrows shot at the firebird that was hovering in the air and had not left yet, preparing to kill the firebird and cut off Yang Xingzhou.

A way out.

But I saw the Firebird suddenly take off into the sky. Such a huge body was incredibly dexterous. Like a petrel, it disappeared from its original position in an instant. When it appeared, it had already reached the sky above everyone's heads, and then its mouth was tied to its legs.

He pecked a cloth bag, and immediately the mouth of the bag was opened, pouring out a large group of snakes, scorpions and poisonous insects, raining down on the heads of everyone in the field.

At this time, several masters in front of him had already rushed towards Yang Xingzhou quickly, paying no attention to the things falling from the sky. Several other men jumped up, took off their shirts, and wrapped themselves around the flying poisonous insects, sparing several others from rushing towards him.

The worries of those who took action against Yang Xingzhou.

They cooperated so skillfully, and one could tell at a glance that it must have taken a long time of cooperation against the enemy to achieve such precise and skilled movements. This was a combined attack technique that was produced in actual combat and specially adjusted according to the actual combat situation. It is extremely powerful.

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The first person to attack Yang Xingzhou was a middle-aged spear. The tip of the spear flashed with a heart-stopping cold light. It broke through the void in an instant and pointed at Yang Xingzhou's chest. Then there was a man above his head holding two octagonal copper hammers, aiming at him.

He reached Yang Xingzhou's top door and struck him in the air. The copper hammer weighed at least three to four hundred kilograms. With such a blow, even a stubborn stone could be smashed into pieces.

Shaolin traitor Xinyu held a crescent shovel and slid forward with his body close to the ground. The crescent shovel was thrust diagonally towards Yang Xingzhou's crotch from below. At the same time, Sikong Hong twisted his body like a snake and went around behind Yang Xingzhou, holding a thin

The long sword stabbed Yang Xingzhou at the Dazhui point on the back of his head like a poisonous snake.

"good!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly, and the spear in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into a strong shadow all over the sky in an instant. The first spear pointed at the tip of the spear that was thrust towards him. The person holding the spear was shaken violently, and the entire spear was hit by an unparalleled force.

The powerful force flew away from his hand and penetrated directly through his left rib, bringing out a pool of blood and shooting backwards.

The second spear stabbed the strong man in the air holding an octagonal copper hammer. The tip of the spear passed through the gap of the copper hammer and hit the man's throat. It stopped at the touch. Then the spear retreated and stabbed Sikong Hong behind him like lightning.

Sikong Hong was shocked and jumped back, but he was too late. The rapier in his hand shook, and when it came into contact with the grip of the gun, it exploded into a cloud of fragments, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air and splashing in all directions.

The gun pierced through Sikong Hong's right chest without any delay. Before Sikong Hong's scream could be heard, Yang Xingzhou had already pulled it out, and the tip of the gun stabbed forward diagonally, aiming at Xin Yu who was attacking from the ground.

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boom!

Xinyu's eyes widened, and with a roar, he forcibly turned his forward thrust into a roll to one side, narrowly escaping Yang Xingzhou's fatal shot, but at the critical moment, his luck was reversed.

Infuriating, after the wolf escaped in embarrassment, the meridians were swollen to the point of bursting, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly, and before the force of the gun became old, it changed from a forward thrust to a sweeping sweep, and the tip of the gun exploded into dreamy light spots, covering everyone around him like pear blossoms and snowflakes.

Puff puff!

A dozen masters who rushed from all directions were torn open by the force from the spear tip before they could get close, and their meridians were cut to pieces and died.

The gun shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and Yang Xingzhou's body appeared next to Sikong Hong. He lifted him up in the air with his chest and back broken, and with a slight shake, the body was torn into pieces and blood splattered all over the ground.

boom!

It was not until this moment that the body of the strong man holding an octagonal copper hammer in the sky fell to the ground. The two copper hammers smashed two large pits into the ground.

In just a few breaths, five or six people were already dead at the scene. Of those who attacked Yang Xingzhou, only Xinyu survived. The rest were all instantly killed by Yang Xingzhou, even Sikong Hong of the South China Sea Sword Sect known as the Poison Widow.

, and died under Yang Xingzhou's gun without any resistance.

The scene became eerily quiet, and all the people nearby who saw this situation were heartbroken. For the first time, they felt what fear was, and they knew what a true peerless master was.

Among this group of Japanese pirates, apart from the eldest boss Hikawa Okamoto Taro and the second boss Tao Bengo, who are far away in Ryukyu and have never been in China, monk Xinyu and Sikong Hong are the most powerful. They just used spears and octagonal copper hammers.

The two of them were also the best among them, but when facing Yang Xingzhou, they were like a mantis trying to block a car. They were easily crushed by Yang Xingzhou and could not even offer effective resistance.

"As expected, he is a disciple of Shaolin and has authentic martial arts."

After Yang Xingzhou tore apart Sikong Hong's body, he held the spear in his hand and looked at Xinyu, who was not far away, panting slightly and looking horrified, and said with a smile: "It's amazing that you can avoid a casual shot from me! Xinyu, you betrayed me.

Southern Shaolin, it seems that it is because of a girl. Other than that, you have not done much evil. If you are willing to submit to me, I can spare your life."

The crescent shovel in Monk Xinyu's hand shook slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Submit to you? Can you help me take revenge? If you can help me destroy Southern Shaolin and kill the second-rank Hou Baodai of the current dynasty, I will be willing to die on the ground and become you

You are a lackey! But do you dare? Can you do it?"

Yang Xingzhou was stunned and said: "Hou Baodai? It is said that this Hou Baodai is in charge of the southeast and has a high and powerful position. He is a feudal official. Why do you have a feud with him? Tell me, if this Hou Baodai deserves to be killed, I will kill it for you.

It doesn’t matter, it’s just that Southern Shaolin is an upright martial arts school after all. Even if what they do is wrong, it is much better than the evil sect, and hundreds of times better than you Japanese pirates. I will not help you destroy this Southern Shaolin.”

He chuckled and said: "You are just a traitor from Southern Shaolin. There are at least a dozen masters like you in the Southern Shaolin Temple. For you to kill so many masters similar to you, do you think you are worth it?"

What?"

Xinyu shouted loudly: "Since it's not worth it, then stop talking nonsense!"
Chapter completed!