C841 Breaking Through the Enemy Line

Mi Shenmeng's sixth finger that appeared out of nowhere was different from his other five fingers. The thumb had two fingers, while the other four had three. The sixth finger had four fingers. The sixth finger of the four fingers was like a blade or a sword, like a fist. It was as if there was nothing he could do.

The third force was a cutting force. Like a pair of scissors, it cut through the defense of the knife, sword, and fist. It went straight in, and a force cut open a cut below Tang Yueye's ribs. Tang Yueye was secretly shocked, because it sounded like Mi Shenmeng had done a lot of things. In fact, it was all done in an instant.

Tang Yueye was shocked, and it immediately triggered his reaction. He circulated Qi Condensation and activated the defensive fortification that he had always been proud of - the horizontal bone.

Transverse Bone. It was a martial art that Tang Yueye had created himself. As the name implied, it was to cross all the bones. In fact, the reason why Tang Yueye was still able to survive after being injured so many times was because of this. He could even kill his opponent with injuries. After using the Transverse Bone, Tang Yueye was almost immune to all poisons and injuries. The reason why he said so was that the poison and damage could only linger on his skin and flesh. Tang Yueye's bones were like an iron wall that had been forged. No damage could penetrate Tang Yueye's internal organs.

Therefore, Tang Yueye, who had been poisoned and injured, could still kill in all directions. He could still win in the midst of defeat.

It was also because of this that Tang Yueye dared to have such a close combat battle with Mi Shenmeng.

After cutting open Tang Yueye's skin and flesh, Mi Shenmeng did not continue to fight. Instead, it suddenly changed from hard to soft. His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was playing a zither. He flicked one of Tang Yueye's ribs. The power of the horizontal bone was indeed not to be underestimated. Mi Shenmeng's fingers and nails seemed to have hit an entire granite rock. The opponent did not move.

However, Tang Yueye felt an inexplicable sense of danger. While he was pondering, his hands didn't relax. Mi Shenmeng used the central breakthrough method, while he lured the enemy into the depths. Then he first injured his limbs and let go of his opponent's vital points which were heavily guarded. One had to know that the accumulation of small amounts would lead to a qualitative change. If the opponent's non-vitals were damaged enough, the enemy would also fall. Therefore, in this short period of time, Mi Shenmeng's body had also been inflicted with a lot of injuries.

Tang Yueye felt a chill in his heart before he could find the source of the danger.

His heart was truly cold.

It was because the temperature of a person's heart was a little higher than the other parts. When one of Tang Yueye's ribs broke silently and pierced into his own heart, he naturally felt his heart turn cold.

He did not know what happened, but the horizontal bone actually lost its effect. But when Mi Shenmeng jumped back, he thought for a moment. He understood what was going on. He had been betrayed by his own people. He had not lost to Mi Shenmeng. He had lost to ___. He had lost to the combined martial arts of the Fang, Ye, Mi, and Tang families.

His horizontal bones were virtually the ultimate defense. Beneath his skin and flesh, there was a set of iron bones and iron bones. It was even more powerful than Mi Shenmeng's plate armor. However, it was still broken through by someone, without any sound. Without a trace, it broke like a long spear. It slaughtered its way into its own heart.

The reason why the horizontal bone was no longer powerful was because it encountered its natural enemy.

It was a type of poison.

It was a poison that Tang Yueye had once avoided at first sight, because he knew that he could not afford to offend this kind of poison. However, in the end, he still couldn't avoid it. Never in his dreams would he have thought that this poison would appear here. It would appear in the hands of this young man.

This poison was the poison that Tang Shaoshao used to change her expression. This kind of poison was absolutely fatal to the people from Tang Sect, but to outsiders, it wasn't that terrifying.

Therefore, Tang Yueye was defeated. The invincible Mr. Tang, the undefeatable legend of the martial world, Mr. Tang. And so he lost without any warning. Of course, not long ago, Mr. Tang was also defeated by Zhang Jingxuan and Tang Shaoshao. But at that time, it could not be said that he lost.

Now, he had lost. He had lost his life, but he had died. This had to be said, it was a type of sorrow for the people in Community of Martial Arts. No matter how powerful or glorious it was, in the end, it would be difficult for it to have a perfect ending.

In the battle between the two great experts, one was dead and the other injured. The dead were already dead, and the injured seemed to have suffered quite serious injuries as well.

Zhang Jingxuan was very worried about Mi Shenmeng's injuries. However, seeing that Mi Shenmeng was recovering very quickly, he secretly handed him a few more medicinal pellets. As for whether he should take them or not, it would be up to Mi Shenmeng to decide.

In the next match, Zhang Jingxuan made up his mind, and decided that it was better for him to personally take action. Although Mi Shenmeng had won one match, it could only be considered a miserable victory. If Shea Yanxue or Mi Ouping were to fight, no matter who their opponent was, they would fight. I can't even feel at ease. Furthermore, if Shea Yanxue or Mi Ouping were to be injured again, everyone would want to retreat unharmed today. Almost none of them would be able to do so. Furthermore, Ye Shiyuan was still in Si Shuiliu's hands. That girl's thoughts were unpredictable and worrying.

Therefore, although Zhang Jingxuan was the commander, he could not command the troops in the center. He could only charge and break through the enemy lines himself.

He slowly walked out. Everyone's eyes were on him.

Zhang Jingxuan noticed that Chung Suizhu's smiling face did not change. However, under her expression, Zhang Jingxuan noticed that there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in her emotions. Zhang Jingxuan only felt that he seemed to have grasped something, but he could not grasp it even though it was close to his hand. This kind of feeling made people want to scratch their ears and cheeks. Of course, in this situation, Zhang Jingxuan didn't have the time to think about so many things.

Arriving at the center of the arena, Zhang Jingxuan cupped his fists and bowed in all directions, but he did not show any disrespect to anyone. Only then did he say, "Everyone, I, Zhang Jingxuan want to say a few words."

At this point, he was suddenly interrupted by Chung Suizhu.

"Zhang Jingxuan, since you jumped out to speak, I have to ask you first. What identity does your words represent? A friend of Fu Lin, who represents the Qing Dynasty? Or is it Cult Master Zhang, the representative of the Litre Bucket Sect? Or perhaps, it was Cereal God, the Divine Immortal who had descended to this world. You are already speaking on behalf of the Divine Immortal?"

Anyone could hear that at the end of the sentence, Chung Suizhu carried a trace of sarcasm and sarcasm. Fortunately, Zhang Jingxuan wouldn't argue with her, because he really couldn't argue with her.