Sword God

This team of Xihuangwei has a total of 18 people. The lowest training level is four rounds of training, and the highest level is seven rounds of training.

"Chen Zong, don't resist, let us enter the town." Feng Shaode, the captain of Lian Jing Jing Qi's recuperation, put away the portrait in his hand. His eyes were as cold as a knife, and he fell on Chen Zong's face with a firm tone and no doubt.

"Are you sure you want to stop me?" Chen Zong's voice was low and his eyes were killing.

Feng Shaode suddenly felt a creepy feeling, which reminded him of the powerful and unprovokable monsters in Xihuang. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but thought of all kinds of benefits. He bit his teeth to stand still, and even took a step forward to express his determination.

"Chen Zong, you need to be clear that our Xihuangwei represents the Zhenwu Alliance. Our duty is to guard the Xihuang and prevent all threats from appearing. Now, we have to investigate you and immediately put our hands to rest, waiting for arrangements." Feng Shao Dechang The sword came out of the sheath, and Sen Han's knife light flashed a blood in the air, pointing directly at Chen Zong, with a very harsh tone: "Otherwise, there is no amnesty to kill!"

Seventeen Qi Jin Wei Qi Qi took a step forward behind him in the middle of the seventeen training regimes, with a long sword out of the sheath, 17 neat blades of light swayed down, reflecting the residual sun like blood, pointing directly at Chen Zong, the murderous opportunity filled, the air seemed to be cold A few points.

"Then kill it." As soon as Chen Zong's words fell, he was like a blast of wind, and the purple sword light and the red sword light broke through the air, and in a blink of an eye, they killed the eighteen western desert guards.

Originally, there would be no conflict, but Xi Huangwei received an order to capture Chen Zong alive. If not, he would be killed directly. A battle of life and death is inevitable.

"Kill!" Feng Shaode saw Chen Zong so uninteresting, suddenly furious, a long knife waved, Xue Liang slashed the air, and chopped towards Chen Zong's head, and the other 17 West Abandoned Guardian Warriors long swords from all angles Kill to.

Eighteen knives, no siege of dead corners, cut off all retreats, terrible knife pressure Sen Han, amazing murderous pervasive, covering the whole body, the breeze bursts, it makes people shudder.

If this is replaced by another seven-strength training environment under such siege, there will be no doubt that Chen Zong is the exception.

The steps are flexible, the shape of the wind, passing between the knife and the light, the double swords are fighting against the gap between the knife and the light.

The sword is like a thunder and the sky is broken, and it looks like the sky is torn through the clouds. Under the magnificent scenery, it contains powerful murderous opportunities.

Eighteen Xihuangwei, the lowest is the four-turn practice of Jingjin Realm, the highest is only one person, Feng Shaode of the seven-turn practice of Jingjin Realm. The ordinary warriors of equal practice fight against them in a single life-and-death battle, and they must not die in the end.

Moreover, Xihuangwei is divided into one team after another, each team happens to be 18 people, and another team leader is good at teaming up. A team can often easily kill the fifth-level inferior monsters that are equivalent to seven strengths in training. , Even in the face of the fifth-grade middle-class monsters and beasts can also contend.

The sword light is fierce, and it turns into countless sword shadows, which surrounds all directions, splashing water, and even the air is isolated.

Feng Shaode's long knife fell suddenly, sharp and domineering, as if he could split the mountains and be extremely strong.

It was just that the knife fell through. A sword of light was like a red thunder, blooming in front of my eyes, as if it was shot down from the sky, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

When Feng Shaode realized that it was not good, the red thunder had already killed him.

The survival instincts tempered by the battle of life and death broke out, and the internal force was violent, and immediately retreated, while the long sword was waving, the knife was densely lighted, and it was shaped like a storm strangling. It was a life-and-death game.

The purple sword light seemed to come from outside the sky, penetrating the shadow of the sword and interweaving with the red thunder. One sword shattered the shadow of the sword, and one sword pierced Feng Shaode's eyebrow.

With a little blood bead rolling in the air, the encirclement of the 18 Western Wasteland Guards was broken by Chen Zong, and he lost his main body and became a piece of sand. However, after experiencing a hundred battles, Xihuangwei immediately made adjustments and restarted Form a team.

They are quick and Chen Zong's reaction is faster.

Double swords are sharp, seeing stitches, following the flaws, Chen Zong once again broke the joint of the 17 West Wild Guards, taking away two lives.

Losing the potential of joining forces, the remaining fifteen Xihuang Weixiu are the highest, but they have six turns to practice strength. They are not Chen Zong's opponents at all. Under the double swords, they blinked several times and died.

For those who want to kill themselves, Chen Zong will never be soft-hearted.

The enemy is the enemy.

Eighteen people were killed, and Chen Zong did not dare to stay in the slightest, because there are more Xihuangwei in Xihuang Town.

Soon after Chen Zong left, Xu Gaolin, one of the two deputy commanders of Xihuangwei, brought people and saw eighteen corpses. His face was extremely ugly, like a dark cloud, and a terrible breath spread out, surrounded by murderous opportunities There is a faint wind roaring.

"Vice Commander, all of them are sword wounds, all of them are deadly." A Xihuangwei quickly inspected the wounds of eighteen corpses: "The swordsman, the sword skill is very clever, each sword is very sharp , Control of power reaches an astonishing point."

Xu Gaolin nodded and his face became more gloomy. Of course he knew who was killed by Feng Shaode and other 18 people.

"Vice Commander, the murderer did not leave long. Judging from the traces left, the murderer's direction is Xihuang." Another Xihuangwei, who traced the trail, also said quickly.

"Chasing!" Xu Gaolin spit out a word, the murders permeated, and the air temperature dropped a lot out of thin air: "If you find Chen Zong, don't talk about killing."

At this time, Xu Gaolin could no longer manage so much. He dared to kill Xi Huangwei, and his sins could not be forgiven. As for the order of the Zhenwu Alliance, he ignored it.

"Yes!" One by one, Xi Huangwei's eyes were murderous.

He has been guarding the Western Wasteland for many years. The life-and-death battle and pressure all the time have tempered their tenacious spiritual will, and they have also changed their temperament and become more cruel.

For many years, he has been guarding Xihuang, and each Xihuangwei is his own brother, and he has a friendship of life and life. This kind of friendship is very deep.

Eighteen colleagues have been killed now, and they are all angry and full of killing intentions.

"I will make him regret coming to this world." A captain who had a strong relationship with Feng Shaode said with his teeth.

The Xihuangwei left half to continue to guard the Xihuang Town, hunting and killing the monsters who rushed out of the Xihuang, and the other half was led by Xu Gaolin to enter the Xihuang to chase down Chen Zong.

In addition to Xihuangwei, other warriors also entered the Xihuang.

"Chen Zong can kill the eighth, the strength is indeed very strong, but the only thing waiting for him is death." The sixth day soldier narrowed his eyes, a cold light, a deep tone, hiding a deep murderous opportunity.

The Twelve Celestial Soldiers of the Patriotic Martial Arts League, each of which is a nine-turn martial arts player, is called a genius, especially the top five.

"Sixth Brother, don't underestimate the enemy, this person Chen Zong is not that simple." Ninth Tianbing advised.

"Lao Jiu is right, the sixth can't have any enemy, but if Chen Zong appears in front of him, he will definitely die." The fifth day soldier smiled.

Because of the death of the Eighth Sky Soldier, Ba Wutian, the leader of the Bawu League, was arrogant. Although he didn't mean to do it himself, he made the eleven of the twelve Sky Soldiers in the Bawu League mobilize and took one of the five exercises. The fire exercise was also dispatched.

Like the twelve-day soldiers, the five-strength training practice is also a nine-turn practice of strength, but it has been a long time to master the martial arts realm. It is very terrible to discuss the strength of the first day soldier alone.

The fire exercised alone, the top three soldiers on the eleventh day, each on their own way, and the other eight were divided into two batches and chased into the western wasteland from different directions.

"Chen Zong, you really will pass by here. You are waiting here for a long time." A big man with a beard and a beard laughed, his strong body resembled an iron tower, exuding terrible oppression, and practicing strength nine. The scent of breath spread out and filled the surroundings.

"Are you here to die?" Chen Zong replied while speeding up and rushing towards the other party.

Since he was intercepted, he could only kill him in the past and use his double swords to kill a bloody path.

"Hey, everyone will say, rest assured, I won't kill you. After all, you are alive and can be worth 50 million white jade money." The bearded big man smiled straightly, waving a thick mace in his hand, bringing up terrible The strong wind roared, hitting Chen Zong fiercely under the cultivation practice of the eight-turn practice of Jingjing.

The force was heavy, and a hurricane roared. The terrible force repulsed the air into a short vacuum. It seemed like a mountain covered with needles fell down. It was going to smash Chen Zong into a patty.

Chen Zong's expression remains unchanged, the spirit of Qi has long been unified into one body, and his strength has been condensed to the extreme, and his control of himself has reached an astonishing height.

Fast footsteps, light figure, twisted at the moment when the mace fell, flexible as if there were no bones, bypassed by the mace, the double swords were sheathed, pierced into the two sharpest rays of light Air, kill each other.

A stick fell, a hard pause, and the terrible strong wind also blasted the ground into a big hole, the dust was flying, the big man clenched the mace in his hands, and the hard urge was swept across the thousand armies, as if he could blow the mountain. Suddenly, he swept fiercely towards Chen Zong, and caused a terrible storm to sweep.

Chen Zong's body lost weight, fluttered under the storm, and his sheathed double swords were killed at the fastest speed to the face of the Han. The terrible murderous Sen Han made the pupils of the Han shrink.

"Oh!" There was a rant, and if the sound thundered and thundered, this could affect the voices of ordinary martial artists who practiced the eight-turn martial arts, but it had no effect on Chen Zong.

Double swords, there is still no pause to kill.

The sword light flashed, and the two crossed each other. After Chen Zong landed, the double swords were sheathed. The man with a strong beard, who had the strength to practice the eighth turn, was stronger than the ordinary strength. Big eyes, can't believe that he was killed so easily.

With a loud bang, he fell to the ground, and Chen Zong quickly searched the other party to find some money tickets and immortals, etc. This kind of thing was familiar to Chen Zong, but it took a few breaths for Chen Zong After the search was completed, he quickly opened his body and left.

Afterwards, the chasing soldiers pursued closely, and there were road blockers appearing from time to time. This is now their situation. They must seize one minute and one second, get rid of them as far as possible, and escape into the depths of the western wasteland and into the mountains of the Beasts.