Chapter 903 The Three Depressed Elders

"Eight Blades to Destroy Gods!"

The Fifth Elder Zuo Qiushan silently chanted in his heart.

"Eleven Bone-piercing Styles!"

Tuoba Shan shouted in a low voice.

Everyone only felt three flashes of cold light, which were divided into three paths, upper, middle and lower, and slashed towards Zhang Xing.

Once the three elders entered the fighting state, they were like completely different people, all showing the powerful momentum of a one-star war master.

With one swing of the sword, he burst out with 100% of his cultivation, and fought with a fighting style that was no one else but him and didn't care about his life.

"Elder Wu's one-sword slash has improved a lot compared to before. I guess it's not that easy for Zhang Xing to deal with it."

"Elder Zuo's eight-sword slash of gods is also a supreme martial art. It is a secret of our Wanren Mountain. Only elders can practice it."

"Although Elder Tuoba is the sixth-ranked elder, his strength is already firmly in the top three."

"Yes, if Zhang Xing wants to win, he will probably have to pay a price."

Just as everyone's mind was flashing, just as the three sword lights full of fighting spirit were about to hit Zhang Xing's body, Zhang Xing moved.

I saw three punches thrown out at a flash.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

After three sounds, the three sword auras that were originally as powerful as rainbows were instantly broken.

The three elders spit out blood at the same time.

This was not caused by Zhang Xing's dragon energy, but by his own fighting spirit.

Wulingshan's one-sword slash was about to touch Zhang Xing's neck, but at this moment, Zhang Xing threw a punch.

This punch hit the most fatal flaw of Lihuo Guiyuan Yidao Zhan.

If you ignore it, this right hand holding the knife will be broken by Zhang Xing's punch.

What's the point of fighting with a broken right hand? Wulingshan had no choice but to withdraw his move at the last moment despite internal injuries.

But his fighting spirit surged back, and he was injured and vomited blood.

The other two elders encountered the same situation.

At this time, the situation they encountered was like a car speeding at high speed. While driving, they suddenly found that there was a cliff in front of the road. If they didn't turn in time, they would definitely die.

If they turned, they might survive even if they hit the roadbed next to them.

Zhang Xing hasn't used this fighting method for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to use it, but his level is not enough.

Now he is also a one-star war master, and those so-called master-level martial arts are full of loopholes in his eyes.

Anyway, these three people are already chickens on the chopping board and can be slaughtered at any time, so there is no rush to do it.

The three elders were furious now. They were defeated in the first move. They were really angry because their cultivation was not fully developed and was suppressed.

However, the other elders and the hall master were shocked.

They asked themselves that under the same attack, no one had the confidence to easily break the move. They could only dodge or fight hard, and the price was serious injury.

Zhang Xing was indeed extraordinary. You didn't know until you saw it. You were shocked.

Just now they were secretly laughing at Zhang Xing, thinking that he was arrogant and dared to challenge three people.

If he challenged a one-star war master from other forces, he might win.

But the elders of Wanren Mountain mastered the martial arts of the master level, which was twice or even several times stronger than the ordinary one-star war master.

They thought that even if Zhang Xing was not defeated, he would be injured.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Xing not only did not lose, but also easily broke the move, causing the three elders to fight back and hurt their internal organs.

"Let's fight! Together!"

Wulingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

The second round of attacks from the three came.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

This time there was only the sound of the sword cutting through the air, and Zhang Xing was no longer visible where the sword passed.