Chapter 700 Peak Showdown

Zhao Xinyu did not retreat but advanced. The Immortal Demon Sword was faster than Zhao Xinyu's. A hot breath filled the air, and a purple fire wolf roared towards the long knife.

boom.

The aftermath of the violent energy swept across, the sword seal shattered and disappeared, and the fire wolf only faded, shrouding the undead demon sword hidden in the sword.

The hard concrete floor was like paper, and large pieces of cement were swept up into the sky by the violent energy. The entire area looked like it had been bombed.

"puff."

He barely managed to escape the fire wolf mark, the Immortal Demon Sword was no longer cool and calm, a large piece of his black suit was burnt, and his handsome face that could drive thousands of girls crazy was a little pale.

He staggered back a few steps, shook the Immortal Demon Sword a few times, his chest heaved, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

After calming down the surging energy and blood, a cold light flashed, and the Immortal Demon Sword said coldly, "Dragon Thorn transformed into the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, but it seems that there is no one like you in the Dragon Thorn. Your movement skills are very familiar."

Speaking of Zhao Xinyu's movement skills, the Immortal Demon Sword's expression suddenly changed, "I follow you like a shadow, you are a ghost doctor."

Immediately, the Immortal Demon Sword shook his head, "You are not a ghost doctor, you are the descendant of a ghost doctor." When he said this, the fear in the Immortal Demon Sword's eyes dissipated a bit.

Following the flash of cold light in the hand of the Immortal Demon Sword, this time there was a hint of blood in the cold light. His face was grim, the cold light flashed, and in an instant, the area covered by the cold light was filled with thick blood.

"The ghost doctor is dead. How can you bear with me? Just die."

As the words rang out, the figure of the Immortal Demon Sword flew out, like a poisonous snake. The cold light condensed into a long knife again, but this time the long knife turned scarlet. The rich smell of blood permeated the mark of the knife, making people sick.

Zhao Xinyu's eyes were cold, and the sword mark changed. The nauseating smell of blood was not condensed, but because the short blade in the hand of the immortal demon sword killed too many people and absorbed too much essence. This happens only with blood.

Facing the long sword this time, Zhao Xinyu did not dodge and let the sword mark fall. When the sword mark was only an inch away from the top of his head, the broken hair on his head began to ripple. Zhao Xinyu's body moved in a posture that ordinary people could not imagine. Turning, the knife mark instantly fell against his body.

"Boom," a deep knife mark appeared on the concrete road, and cement blocks shot towards both sides. The doorless van became riddled with holes.

Seeing Zhao Xinyu dodge his attack in an incredible way, the Immortal Demon Sword's eyes suddenly shrank, the pores on his body closed, and a fear filled his heart.

In the past, ghost doctors were the nightmare of the dark world, the Black Dragon, and Iga. In the era when ghost doctors were everywhere, countless masters were killed.

At that time, the name of the ghost doctor had penetrated into the bone marrow of every Iga and Black Dragon man. Although he knew that the master of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade in front of him was not a ghost doctor, he was still afraid of the ghost doctor's successor.

Fear is fear, and the Immortal Demon Sword is not mediocre. The name that Fei Yu can remember for decades, the Immortal Demon Sword also has its own uniqueness.

The blow missed, and the cold light in the hand of the Immortal Demon Sword reappeared, the short blade whirled, and a blood-red sword mark condensed out again.

However, at this moment, when the Immortal Demon Sword's seals had just condensed and the Immortal Demon Sword took action in front, Zhao Xinyu had already made a plan. While avoiding the blow sideways, a strange handprint appeared in his hand, and the hot breath made him There was a slight sound in the space.

Because of this, as soon as the seal of the Immortal Demon Sword was condensed, he saw the coldness in Zhao Xinyu's eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The Immortal Demon Sword's heart shrank, and he suddenly felt an ominous feeling. premonition.

It's all a long story, but in fact, it only took a moment for Zhao Xinyu's handprint to condense into shape, shrouded in purple flames, and a purple blooming lotus had already arrived in front of the Immortal Demon Sword.

Zizzi.

As the smell of barbecue filled the air, the newly condensed mark of the Immortal Demon Sword turned into energy and dissipated in the space. His big right hand holding the knife shrank instantly and turned into a piece of black coal. His handsome face and chest were charred black.

"ah."

The Immortal Demon Sword screamed miserably and retreated. After landing, when he saw his right arm turned into black coal, the Immortal Demon Sword was shocked. His body trembled a few times, and a trace of resentment suddenly shot out from his eyes.

"I'll fight you."

As the words fell, the short blade that landed on the ground suddenly flew up and turned into a silver light and struck Zhao Xinyu. The originally bright eyes of the Immortal Demon Sword quickly dimmed.

After severely injuring the Immortal Demon Sword, Zhao Xinyu lost his vigilance. The Immortal Demon Sword fought back at the cost of his life, and Zhao Xinyu's expression suddenly changed.

His figure collapsed, and the metal mask on his face fell into two halves. The treasure on his body fell to the ground, and then he felt a chill in his chest. When he stood up, a handful of blood mist filled the air from his chest, and there was an extra line on his chest. There was a crack that was as long as a foot, and the squirming internal organs could be vaguely seen.

Zhao Xinyu's face suddenly turned pale. He quickly took out the elixir and swallowed it. The ointment also covered the huge wound.

Following the bandages wrapped around his body, he is a Chinese medicine doctor and knows how bad his body is. Over there, Li Fei and Qin Yayang are still facing an Imperial Martial Realm. At this moment, the two of them have no power to fight back. He had to go to the rescue. If he waited for the opponent to knock down Li Fei and Qin Yayang, he would have no way to survive under the heavy injuries.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Xinyu had more circles of bandages on his body. He looked at the Immortal Demon Sword, but saw that the Immortal Demon Sword was staring at him. His handsome face was already full of wrinkles, his black hair had turned white, and his eyes were white. His eyes were even more cloudy, and the vitality in his body was rapidly draining away.

The Immortal Demon Sword staggered a few steps and said hoarsely: "It's really you, how could you be..."

Zhao Xinyu didn't give him any time to finish his words. With a flick of his wrist, a silver needle as thick as a chopstick was inserted into the choked voice of the Immortal Demon Sword.

The Immortal Demon Sword staggered a few times and fell to the ground. His eyes were full of disbelief until he died.

The organization has been keeping an eye on Zhao Xinyu over the years, and the Yanhuang Iron Brigade has continued to take action. They have thought about many possibilities, but they have never thought of Zhao Xinyu. In their hearts, Zhao Xinyu is a useless person with multiple formulas.

However, the Yanhuang Iron Brigade only took action in Pengcheng. They had also suspected that Zhao Xinyu was related to the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, so they kept testing in Xihanling.

But for more than a month, Zhao Xinyu saw no reaction from them, which made them sure that Zhao Xinyu had nothing to do with the Yanhuang Iron Brigade.

It wasn't until a near-death blow knocked off Zhao Xinyu's mask that he saw clearly that the master of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, who had the peak cultivation level of the middle stage of the Imperial Martial Realm, was none other than Zhao Xinyu, whom they classified as useless.

He regretted why the organization underestimated Zhao Xinyu. When his consciousness dissipated, he felt a little hopeful that the organization could discover Zhao Xinyu's abnormality early. If Zhao Xinyu was allowed to continue like this, there would be another letdown in China. The ghost doctor who made the world tremble.

Zhao Xinyu glanced at the Immortal Demon Sword whose vitality was rapidly dissipating, swallowed a few pills, and moved past the van like a roc.

In mid-air, a fierce and domineering aura filled the air from Zhao Xinyu's body, causing the space to tremble wherever it went. In an instant, a hot aura filled the air, and purple flames enveloped the early-stage master of the Imperial Martial Realm who had the absolute upper hand. .

"Fire flames burn the sky."

Purple flames filled the sky. The layers of purple flames condensed into a huge purple flame, covering the area that the purple flames passed through. The space was distorted and harsh sounds continued.

"boom."

The purple flames raged, the terrifying heat wave surged into the sky, black gaps appeared in the space, and the aura of destruction filled the air from the gaps.

Kick, kick, kick...

Zhao Xinyu, who was severely injured by the Undead Demon Sword, fell back, blood seeping from the thick bandage, and his face turned gray.

Pure Lotus Purple Altar, the strange fire on the list of strange fires, is not an ordinary fire attribute technique.

Zhao Xinyu's sneak attack and the gap in cultivation level severely damaged the master in the early stage of the Imperial Martial Realm with one move. How could Wuying Qin Yayang, who had been wandering in the dark world for many years, miss such an opportunity? Li Fei moved, and the master of the Imperial Martial Realm resisted. This created an opportunity for Wuying Qin Yayang.

When he came to his senses, his breath rushed out towards his neck, and blood surged from his neck. He fell to the ground clutching his neck. He tried his best to turn his head to look at Zhao Xinyu who had landed on the ground.

When he saw Zhao Xinyu's gray face, there was a trace of horror in his eyes. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but blood surged out of his mouth, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the enemy was dead, Qin Yayang chuckled and turned to look at Zhao Xinyu. Then his eyes shrank and he moved to Zhao Xinyu's side. When he saw the bleeding bandage on Zhao Xinyu's body, Qin Yayang became anxious.

"Xinyu."

Zhao Xinyu let out a long breath, "Hurry and pack up and leave immediately." While speaking, Zhao Xinyu no longer had the strength to stand, and his whole body collapsed on the ground.

Zhao Xinyu was too seriously injured and could not return to Wenying Pavilion from the water. There was no other way for Li Fei to ask Tian Wei and the others to send Zhao Xinyu to Sanlong Bend, and they returned to Wenying Pavilion at night.

At Sanlongwan, Gao Zhengguo, who was in charge of staying behind, everyone's expressions changed when they saw Zhao Xinyu being carried out of the commercial vehicle by Tian Wei and others.

"Xinyu."

Zhao Xinyu, who was already extremely weak, looked at the concerned eyes and grinned, "Send me to my room quickly, I want to heal my wounds."

After sending Zhao Xinyu to his exclusive room, Gao Zhengguo and the others surrounded Tian Wei and asked, "Tian Wei, what's going on?"

Gao Zhengguo also entered the Xihan Ridge with Tian Wei, Zhang Jianye, and Wang Liheng, and they also followed Zhao Xinyu on many missions.

They were able to escape unscathed every time. Not to mention Zhao Xinyu, they were rarely injured. This time, Zhao Xinyu was not only injured, but was also carried back, which shocked them.

They couldn't think of anyone who could be the target of this mission, who could hurt the man they admired to such an extent.

When Tian Wei told the story of today's attack and killing mission, everyone's expressions changed. The two great ninjas in Iga were both in the Imperial Martial Realm.

The three of them worked together to kill two Imperial Martial Realm Ninjas. One of them was killed by Zhao Xinyu independently, but he was seriously injured only because of his carelessness and a near-death blow from the Immortal Demon Sword. Even after being seriously injured, Zhao Xinyu also severely damaged another Imperial Martial Realm. This record shocked everyone.

After listening to Tian Wei's words, Gao Zhengguo looked at the other disciples of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, "You all heard it, now our enemies are getting stronger and stronger, even the Jonin of Iga has appeared, we can't rely on the five of them for everything. Leader, we will practice for an extra hour starting tomorrow."

"Gao Zhengguo, is Xinyu okay?"

Gao Zhengguo shook his head, "If you still don't believe in Xinyu's medical skills, he will definitely be fine. He will be fully recovered in a few days. Okay, everyone should go to rest first. Those on duty must be careful."

In the space, the surging space energy wrapped Zhao Xinyu in it. Zhao Xinyu endured the pain and took off the bandage wrapped around his body. As the blood surged, his whole body turned red in an instant.

Applying the ointment again, swallowing the elixir, and looking at the wound that was no longer gushing blood, Zhao Xinyu gasped a few times. He had lost so much blood that he was dizzy at the moment and didn't even have the strength to sit up.

Slowly lying down, I was thinking of taking a short rest and waiting for my movement skills to recover, but this time I couldn't open my eyes.

At this moment, the side of Fengren Mountain has been completely blocked, and the villagers who had been sleeping were awakened. They stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the road with flashing lights in the distance. Their eyes were full of doubts. They didn't know what was going on. What happened next.

On both sides of the road where the Immortal Demon Sword was intercepted, the heavily armed law enforcers looked solemn. They were all familiar with the bullet holes in the windshield, and they were not surprised.

But the concrete road that looked like it had been bombed made them a little bit uneasy. There were no traces of any explosives at the scene.

They couldn't imagine what kind of force could turn the hard cement into such a state, and the van was riddled with holes from splashing cement blocks.

What surprised them most was that there were large bloodstains on the ground. There were large bloodstains and bullet holes the size of teacups. There must have been casualties, but no one was seen at the scene. Where had everyone gone?

"Captain, we found out that these two vehicles are from Sharp Edge Mountain. We have also investigated and found that someone rented a farm just over a month ago, and the owner also left these two vans to them."

"Let's go and see the farm."

At the Hidden Dragon Headquarters, Long Hui, Long Qing, and Jiao Hongzhuo hurriedly came in from the outside. Long Hui felt relieved when he saw Ning Zhiyuan with a faint smile on his face.

"Zhiyuan, what's wrong so late?"

"Uncle, please take a look at these things first." While speaking, Ning Zhiyuan pushed a stack of photos in front of Long Hui.

Long Hui picked up the photo and narrowed his eyes slightly. There were six corpses, four of them had no heads, one looked like charcoal, and the other looked a little familiar.

The next moment, his mind flashed, "Is this Miyamoto?"