Sword God

late at night.

No moon and no star.

The world was dark, and five fingers were hard to reach.

Many torches were ignited around the campsite, and the firelight swayed under the wind of the mountain, making a loud noise, the red light shining, the reflections interlaced heavily, a bit strange.

"Tonight, I am a little more alert. I leave here and return to the family hall at dawn." Deacon Chen Shaojie said to everyone.

"Deacon, what's wrong?" one asked.

"Unclear." Chen Shaojie shook his head: "All in all, if something goes wrong, you must join hands to protect yourself as much as possible."

After confessing it, let everyone stay in the camp, he went around to visit, after all, his cultivation base is nine layers of qi and blood, and his strength is very strong.

Time passed slowly, the wind blew, and the rustling voice continued to sound.

Aooo...

The sound is long, it is the sound of the wolf-shaped monster, and it is not surprising to hear it every night.

However, after the sound was heard, there was another whine, rolling continuously, as if the wolves were walking at night.

Roar……

The roar of tyranny, like a tiger's voice, sounded from another direction.

There were sounds, one after another, which made everyone's face change greatly.

Abnormal, very abnormal.

The dangerous breath quietly filled.

The fire in the camp is like a lighthouse in the night, and perhaps there are other guidelines.

From all directions, there was a figure swaying, approaching rapidly, and the thick fishy air mixed with the violent cold.

"Attention, there are monsters approaching."

"It's a monster group."

As soon as the voice sounded, everyone's faces changed greatly.

It’s normal for a monster to approach, it’s normal, and it may be encountered every night, but the monster group is different.

You know, the monsters around the mine are cleaned by the iron guards again and again, and there are not many left. Basically, there are three or two scattered. It is impossible to find more than four in groups. Today, there are many The monsters approached at the same time.

"Not good." The elder meditated, his face changing drastically.

Suddenly he thought that the shadow had infiltrated into the camp, circling around without any damage. It must have left something that could attract monsters, such as the beast powder that he had heard.

Only the monsters can smell the smell of this animal powder. As for human warriors, unless they are talented, they can’t smell anything, and this powder is gray, and when it is sprinkled on the ground, it is night. I can't see it at all.

It is just such a thing as attracting animal powder, I heard that it is difficult to make, and the elders are not sure.

"All Iron Guards listen to the order and immediately return to the defense." Without much thought, the elder immediately issued the order.

Thirty Iron Guards returned immediately, guarding the camp in all directions.

The elders themselves and Deacon Chen Shaojie also stood around the camp and looked around. With the help of the firelight, they could vaguely see a figure approaching.

Ten people including Chen Zong stood in the camp.

"We're going to help." Chen Kaiyue said, and walked with his sword.

"Go back and go back, ten of you, don't come over." The iron guards looked at it and immediately stopped.

This is a monster monster group, not two or three monster monsters. The dangers are completely different. Even if the lowest monsters are grouped, it is very scary.

In the final analysis, these ten clan cousins ​​are nothing but the cultivation of the five layers of Qi and Blood. There is only one way to die.

The children of the family hall are the future strength of the family. Appropriate tempering can make them grow up, but not excessively.

After being drunk, the crowd did not move forward, but stared ahead, a wave of wolves appeared.

"Red-top wolf pack."

A glance in the exclamation, at least thirty red-top wolves are approaching quickly.

One-on-one, the five-layered warrior in Qi and Blood Realm can easily kill the red-topped wolf, and even two or three heads can be killed. .

The tyrannical murderous sent out by thirty or so red-top wolves, although not directed against them, also made everyone chill.

On the other side, more than a dozen iron-claw wolves appeared, which were first-class middle-class monsters.

Three more iron-backed blue wolves appeared, which were first-class monsters.

Suddenly, an amazing roar sounded as if announcing the king's arrival, buzzing everyone's ears.

A huge figure jumped out of the grass and came into view.

It is two meters high, blood red, and the markings on the body seem to glow scarlet under the fire, like blood.

More than four meters in length, a thick tail swept between, as if bringing a burst of strong winds to roar.

Roar……

The big mouth of the blood basin was opened, and a roar was heard, and the scalp was numb.

The huge and cold eyes are full of domineering. There is a kind of life and death that is high above. When faced with it, those with insufficient cultivation will feel soft all over.

"Blood Tiger!"

"Even the bloody tiger appeared!"

"The fierce blood tiger is handed over to the old man to deal with." The elder said immediately.

The fierce blood tiger is red all over, and the markings on his body are scarlet. It is a second-class monster monster, and it is also the most top-level monster. It's not enough to see, only elite warriors can fight one, but they will be defeated in all probability.

Such a terrible monster, in the field, any one-on-one of the nine layers of Qi and Blood are not opponents.

The elder's cultivation is beyond the realm of qi and blood, and he is naturally not afraid of the fierce blood tiger, but just as he planned to deal with the fierce blood tiger, another terrible roar came from another direction, and the roar was full of tigers. The domineering roar is different, with an unparalleled rage.

Bang bang, the ground trembles, and a huge black figure appears, which is bigger than the fierce blood tiger.

As soon as the huge black figure appeared, he stood upright like a person, and reached a staggering five meters in height.

"Black scale bear!"

The elder's complexion is also ugly.

The black scale bear is also a second-class monster, but its strength is extremely amazing, and it is not the hair that grows on the body, but the scales, and it has amazing defense.

It can be said that the danger of the black scale bear is above the fierce blood tiger. Even if the elder shot, he could not kill the opponent within a few strokes.

Sizzle sizzle...

The strange sound made the scalp numb and cold when heard, and came from another direction. I saw a huge python with the thickness of the adult's waist quickly swam away. Under the fire light, it was faintly distinguishable. That huge The python shows black and red stripes intertwined, with a hint of faint luster, and there is a rustling sound between the figures swimming.

"Such a big python!"

"You scale python!"

After recognizing the huge python, everyone's face was even more ugly, and it was a terrible monster that was not inferior to the fierce blood tiger.

In addition, there are more common second-grade inferior monsters, second-grade inferior monsters and second-grade inferior monsters.

"Dangerous."

Including the elders, everyone's face is very dignified.

If it is a group of first-level monsters, with the elder master and thirty-one elite warriors with at least seven levels of Qi and Blood Realm, they can be slashed and repelled without much cost, but once the Level monsters, and, more than one level two monsters, things started to become very troublesome.

"Elder, please let me wait for the war." Chen Zong pleaded: "Perhaps, our strength is insufficient, but we are also martial artists, the children of the Chen family, and the spirit of the tiger."

"Elder, please let me wait for the war." Including Chen Waixiu, who hated Chen Zong and Chen Zhong, also said so earnestly.

At this moment, they forgot the others and had a tiger in their hearts.

"In this case, you wait for ten people, then go there, remember, protect yourself, there is hope in life." The elder looked at the ten people deeply and pointed next to each other.

That place is the direction in which the red-crowned wolf of the first-class beast demon beast struck.

"Chen Zong, give me your sword. In my hand, it has a greater effect." Chen Kaiyue said to Chen Zong.

"Chen Kaiyue, your swordsmanship may not be comparable to the brother of the Chen clan." Chen Zhong said.

"Really? Chen Zong, do you dare to compare with me to see who killed more monsters and stronger, if you lose, give me the sword in your hand." Chen Kaiyue looked coldly at Chen Zhong At a glance, directly provoked Chen Zong.

"If you lose, what can you give me?" Chen Zong asked.

"If I lose, I owe you a favor." Chen Kaiyue always talks about his favor.

"Chen Kaiyue, you take your relationship too seriously." Chen Chong couldn't help laughing, and the other several also gave Chen Kaiyue a glance.

It's hard to say the level of human relations, but no one thinks that Chen Kaiyue's human condition can be comparable to the treasure iron sword in Chen Zong's hands.

Chen Kaiyue was annoyed: "Chen Zong, would you dare to bet against me?"

"I don't want to." Chen Zong responded directly.

Not afraid, but not wanting, what's the use of gambling?

At this moment, more than thirty red-top wolves rushed over and flew towards the crowd.

"Tigers start!"

"Break the water!"

"A glance at the light!

All of them exhibited the inferior martial arts learned by the people, almost all of which reached Xiaocheng. The spectroscopic glances exhibited by Chen Kaiyue were eight sword lights. Although it was not particularly clear, it also proved the first weight of his spectroscopic sword technique. , Initially reached the state of great success.

It's no wonder that he is so confident in himself that he is indeed a little better than ordinary warriors of the same level.

Chen Zong did not use the splitting sword technique, because the eight-form power of the real sword in the inferior realm was not inferior to the splitting shadow, and it did not need to urge the time to explode the power of blood, faster.

The corners of everyone's eyes only glimpsed a shining and dazzling sword light, as if shooting a meteor in the night sky, breaking through the air instantly, and glimpsed a ray of blood beads flying, reflected by the firelight, reflecting the strange Bright red.

A sword followed by a sword, and the sword rushed to death, blinking, and three red-crowned wolves died under Chen Zong's sword.

The figure flashed, the steps were like the wind, very flexible to avoid the claws and bites of the red-top wolf, the sword rose from the sword, the sword light dazzled, and the red-top wolf was shot again.

The eight types of true swords combine the pace and body shape of the swordsmanship to reach the minimum. Not only the changes in swordsmanship, but also the body shape and pace have become more subtle.