Sword God

"Hey hey hey, we magic wind Sanying shot, never leave a live mouth." Sharp-billed monkey gills martially grinning.

"Magic wind Sanying?" Everyone is unclear, so this is a strange name.

Chen Zong thoughtfully.

"What does the three have to do with Mofengtang?" The coachman seemed to think of something, and asked Shen Sheng again, with a deep panic in his pupils.

How to say, how many giant gates can be regarded as a force that travels south and north. Although they can't compare with those big forces, the news is quite informed. They have a wide range of knowledge, know the existence of Mofengtang, and know the devil's name.

"Now that we know that we are disciples of Mofengtang, we are not obedient and let us kill." The warrior on the left laughed aloud, and his white teeth seemed to flash cold and murderous.

The escorts were extremely ugly, as if they had died.

Mo Feng Tang!

These three people turned out to be really people of Mofengtang.

In the carriage, the old man Wanfu looked pale and trembling.

"It's finished...the egg is finished...the egg, this... this time... is dead..." Wan Fu's trembling lips spoke incoherently.

"Man, what the hell is going on?" When Wan Fu behaved like this, others felt panic and asked quickly.

"They... they are the people of Mo Feng Tang..."

"What's wrong with Mofengtang? Is it powerful?"

"It's more powerful than Linyinyuan of Aojian Mountain Villa in Yindaobao." Wanfu's old face bitterly suffocated everyone.

Among their limited knowledge, Aojian Mountain Villa and Linshanyuan of Silverblade Fort are already the most powerful forces. The Demon Wind Hall, which has never been heard before, is even stronger than the three of them.

"Moreover, Mo Feng Tang does not follow rules, is cruel and murderous, does nothing evil, does nothing, is completely the Devil's Word." Wan Fu's words left everyone in shock and panic and despair.

dead!

Who wants to die?

Still killed for no reason.

Fear is like a virus spreading, even Mu Tieyun, who is proud, is panicked at this moment, he knows himself no matter how arrogant, he is nothing but the cultivation of the pinnacle of the seven-turn peak of vigor, can it be the same as the early stage of the eight-circle World War I is still an unknown number, not to mention the nine peaks of training.

Only Chen Zong's expression remained the same, and he was very calm and could not see the slightest panic.

"We dragged these three people and you took the opportunity to leave." An escort's face appeared in front of the car window and quickly said to the crowd that the meaning of their escort was to protect the guests.

"Don't want to leave any of them." The disciples of Mofengtang said coldly, bursting away with anger, like an invisible and cold viper snooping in the dark.

Another bloody spear burst into the air, like bloody lightning. It contains terrible black inner strength, which is violent, and it is like a ice cellar. The close influence makes everyone in the car body numb and bloody. As if solidified, it is difficult to move.

The magic sound screamed and wore gold cracked stone. In addition to Chen Zong, everyone in the carriage covered his ears with pain.

The bloody spear was shot at one of the escorts.

The internal strength and strength of the pinnacle of Jiujian Jiu Zhuan pinnacle were extremely irresistible, and the locked escort was directly penetrated, and he ran into another escort behind him.

One face-to-face, nine escorts were killed and one seriously injured.

The other two disciples of Mofengtang also shot. One rushed away like a cheetah. The speed was frightening. The short blade covered with fine serrations condensed black inner strength, like a turbulent flow. Black straight line, violently and mercilessly slayed to other escort guards.

The disciples of the jade monkey cheek jumped forward, looking at the high speed in mid-air, shooting down like a meteorite, a pair of claws flashing red light, and full of black inner strength, sharp and vicious.

"Kill!" The driver shouted, and his long sword broke into the air.

Other guards broke out with all their strength.

Battle of life and death.

Everyone in the car also recovered, quickly mobilized their inner strength to relieve discomfort, and quickly got up to rush out of the car and fled here.

They knew very well that, by virtue of their cultivation and strength, there was only one way to die for the disciples who went to Mofengtang.

There is only one car door, usually only one person can enter and exit.

"Go away."

"roll."

In order to break out of the car first, fight one by one.

"I'm going to enter the Linshan courtyard, you give me a hurry." Mu Tieyun roared, a pair of iron palms shot mercilessly, rolling up the amazing roaring sound, making the whole car vibrate. .

No one cares about him. At this time, at the critical moment of life and death, everyone wants to live, and whoever cares about what is going to become a disciple of Linshanyuan, even if they are true disciple of Linshanyuan, they will not be humble.

Chen Zong did not participate in the melee, but got up and moved, like the arrow from the string, which never blasted out from the big window.

Everything happened too quickly. When Chen Zong left the car, two escorts were killed, leaving only five.

With a light toe on the toe, and bursting with force, Chen Zong's speed surged again, as fast as a beam of light, the red thunder sword came out of the sheath, and the light of the sword ripped through the sky like a red lightning, killing the disciples of the magic wind cheek .

In the blink of an eye, the disciple of Mofengtang felt that he was locked in by a terrible sharp edge, as if it had been pierced, and the corner of his eyes glimpsed a flash of red lightning, with a little bit of gray star.

"Look for death!" The warrior with a sharp-billed monkey's cheeks changed greatly, making a high-pitched, screaming sound, and a pair of black claws filled with claws, and he grabbed it fiercely, like a devil's claw.

"This person is handed over to me." At the same time, there was a word in the ear of the guard of the nine-turned car guard who was at the disadvantage of fighting with the disciples of Mofengtang. The voice was very plain, but it contained an indescribable edge. .

"You have to be careful," said one side, breathing a sigh of relief, holding back the pain of the claws tearing the wound. The warrior quickly waved his sword to support the others.

Chen Zong observes the combat situation of other guards while wielding his sword. Seeing that they can compete with the two disciples of Mofengtang for a time or two, they have no plans to show their full strength.

The sword was like lightning and thunder, defeating the opponent's claw offensive, tearing the black smoke and sharp and domineering.

The superb sword skills, even if not using all the power, also allowed Chen Zongneng to deal with the opponent's offensive with ease, while breaking one by one, disrupting the opponent's rhythm and bringing it into his own rhythm to suppress the opponent.

After the battle in the carriage ended, some people were injured, and the giant camel car was also broken, but their eyes were drawn to Chen Zong.

"That's...Chen Zong..."

"He...he...he..."

"How could he... how could he have such strength..." Mu Tieyun looked like hell, rubbing his eyes hard and looking again, not a dream, nor an illusion, it was really Chen Zong, who was fighting with that fierce Spicy warrior fighting.

Judging from the breath, Chen Zong was indeed the cultivation practice in the early stage of the eighth turn, but the breath from the inner strength was powerful and domineering. Exercises.

"The best at the ground level..." Mu Tieyun immediately envied it. You know, the exercises he practiced are nothing more than superior quality at the ground level. Perhaps for many individual practitioners, the superior quality at the ground level is already very good. It is also his chance that Mu Tieyun could practice to the ground level.

"Genius... true genius..."

"It's too strong, so I can practice the cultivation at the early stage of the eighth turn of Jingjing, and strive to practice the peak of the nineth turn of Jingjing."

One by one, they realized that Chen Zong, who had remained silent and low-key, was the real genius, not the high-profile people like Mu Tieyun.

As if feeling the eyes of everyone, Mu Tieyun was a little angry and angry.

While suppressing his opponent, Chen Zong paid attention to the battle situation of several others. Seeing that the guards were constantly injured and gradually became unsupported, they strengthened the power of swordsmanship.

The sword is like thunder, and the flame is like lightning.

The roaring sound burst into the ears.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of red sword lights breaking through the sky like a rainstorm.

The warrior with pointed jaws quickly waved his two claws to block, but the violent impact of the force made his hands numb, and a sword was silent, like a floating light through the clouds, almost to the extreme.

"No..." There is only a little red light in the eyes of the jaws of the jaguar monkey, like a meteor crossing the sky and assassinating.

This sword is too fast to evade or resist.

A sword pierced into the throat, pierced out from the back of the neck, and quickly pulled up again, bringing a slip of blood to roll in the air, and a big figure reflected the figure that turned and drifted away, so chic and so calm, immediately , Fall into the darkness.

The red lightning ripped through the air and struck the bloody spear. The tyrannical force deflected the bloody spear. The driver, who was almost pierced, picked up a life and quickly split a knife.

There are still two warriors of the Mofengtang, and there are five escort guards at Jumen Automobile, all of which are wounded, with varying degrees of severity, but they all have a certain combat effectiveness.

"This person is handed over to me, and you will support them." Chen Zong said as he repelled the enemy with his sword.

"Okay, thank you." The coachman glanced at the body of one of the warriors in Mofengtang. He was shocked in his heart, but he did not drag the mud. He immediately made a decision and killed another person.

Fighting against one with five people, even if it is not defeated, it can last longer.

"Boy, no matter who you are, I dare to kill the people of Mofengtang, just against us, you are dead." The other side threatened Chen Zong with a fierce bloody spear.

Chen Zong's answer is a sword.

This man's strength is even stronger than that of the jaguars, but for Chen Zong, it is nothing.

Under the light of the thunder and lightning, the opponent's offensive was broken, the rhythm was disrupted, and he could only passively defend. He could not find the slightest chance of counterattack. If he stayed for a long time, he would lose his ear. Under the severe pain, the reaction was slightly slower, and there was a difference between life and death.

After slashing the opponent, Chen Zong's body flashed, the speed of the shocking surge increased, and a sword resembled a thunder from the outside. With a snorting sound, he pierced the last warrior of Mofengtang. The guards engaged in a fight, too late to respond, a sword pierced through the forehead.