And when the crossbow bolts landed, the head of the sword-wielding soul man also happened to roll around in the rain.

The rainy night was dark and deep, and there were hidden lights in the houses on both sides.

Three sword shuttles flew and spun in the air, and the poplar tree touched the ground on tiptoe and landed smoothly in the rain.

The next moment, the three sword shuttles spun around the poplar tree.

Yang Shu looked indifferently at the people in front of him who were looking at him with fierce eyes, and just gently spit out three words from his mouth.

"Sky Splitting!"

Time seems to stop at this moment, but it doesn't really stop. Yang Fan, who was in the distance, only saw his brother's body suddenly turn into a light and shadow, like a swift arrow flying into the crowd. Immediately after, countless blood flew out.

The poplar after using the Split Sky is like a ruthless beast, frantically harvesting life.

On the other side, Zhao Wuji was standing in the rain, his slightly pale face without any emotion except calm. I saw his right hand, which was hanging outside his sleeve, slowly open, and a thin line of blood flowed down the back of his hand.

The sword shadow had been completely digested by Zhang Chong and the man in black. Zhao Wuji could no longer move forward, but was forced to retreat step by step.

Yang Shu finished destroying the soul guests who were blocking him, but he didn't move forward, but three sword shuttles flew out from around him, blocking Zhao Wuji's front.

Zhao Wuji and Yang Shu stood behind the invisible sword net woven by the three swords, and every line woven into this web represented unstoppable edge, representing death, whether it was a hard bluestone slab, a wall splashed by the rain or a corpse lying on the ground, it could not make those lines slow down or stop a point.

The wind can enter, the rain can enter, the dark night can enter, but people cannot enter.

No one dared to step into this invisible net that occupied a radius of three zhang, even the bravest masters, they would not know that walking in was death and forcibly stepped in, as for the Zhang family brothers who had escaped from the fifteenth sword, at this time, the pale face was eager to breathe, and the rosary and the golden light short sword were quietly suspended around them.

Zhang Chong looked at Zhao Wuji behind the sword shuttle, and said bitterly: "Your swordsmanship is indeed very powerful. I'll admit that you're much stronger now than I was when I was in the Water Soul Realm. But after all, you are only in the Water Soul Realm, even if your swordsmanship is better than mine, you can't be my opponent. It's a very clear fact, even if you don't admit it. ”

Zhao Wuji raised his left hand, took off a green leaf that fell on the placket of his clothes, and then raised his head to look at Zhang Chong and said calmly: "Your Zhang family has already attacked my Zhao family." Now the Zhao family doesn't know what the situation is, so today is either you die or I die. ”

Zhang Chong said: "We have a total of eight brothers, and the brother with the worst strength has died in the hands of Yang Fan. There are seven more, only one is the Wood Soul Realm, and the rest are all Golden Soul Realms. The fourth child and I are both at the peak of the Golden Soul Realm. In addition, on the Zhao family's side, there are also two brothers at the peak of the Golden Soul Realm. This is the real strength of our Zhang family. This strength, even if the other four of Sioux City join forces, it is not our opponent. Over the years, we have hidden our strength and not attacked the others, because they know the rules, and we are happy to let them block the sword for us in front. But the people of your Zhao family don't understand the rules too much, so you can't stay. So do you think the situation on your Zhao family's side is still possible?"

Zhao Wuji blinked, his expression did not change at all, he just said lightly: "The four great families are not your opponents when they join forces, what about the City Lord's Mansion?"

Zhang Chong said frankly: "The City Lord's Mansion naturally can't be compared with the four major families. The people in the court are naturally masters. ”

"That's fine. Zhao Wuji let out a long breath and said, "There will be no problem on the Zhao family's side." ”

Zhang Chong frowned slightly, and said, "What do you mean......?"

Zhao Wuji said: "Your guess is right. When I came, the people from the City Lord's Mansion had already arrived. ”

Zhang Chong was silent.

After a long time, Zhang Chong's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens to the Zhao family, in short, you will die." ”

"Alright, let's get the battle over quickly. Tonight's battle is related to the fate of my Zhao family, if the final result is, you will never be happy!"

Zhao Wuji said this calmly, ignoring the arm that was still bleeding, the Demon Slayer Sword shook, and it flew straight out like a poplar's sword shuttle.

This is the time.

As if hearing a clear order, another quaint-looking sword flew over, and the white light suddenly brightened, illuminating the rainy night, shining those long rain lines, and then one after another sword qi burst out, sneering through the rainy night, and attacking Zhang Chong and the man in black!

Zhao Wuji's sword intent is arrogant, but the sword intent of these sword qi is fierce!

A sword qi is fierce, but so many sword qi is indescribable with such a fierce force! In an instant, the Zhang family brothers felt the pressure like a mountain!

All their attention was diverted by the sword qi!

The black-clothed man's face changed suddenly, his eyes widened, his hands quickly changed between his knees, and the string of ironwood prayer beads flew up, spinning around his body at high speed.

Zhang Chong snorted, his face was as pale as snow, but the corners of his mouth were like blood, and the golden soul power suddenly erupted in all directions, controlling the golden short sword to fly up like lightning. The next moment, the short sword turned into a golden snake and rushed wildly!

"Golden Serpent Flurry!"

"Not good!" the black-clad man's pupils constricted. Those sword qi vaguely seemed to be absent under the cover of the majestic rain, and it wasn't until Xiao Ming flew in that he remembered that when these sudden sword qi appeared, the long sword in Zhao Wuji's hand was also thrown.

But now, where did Zhao Wuji's pitch-black long sword go?

The man in black was about to remind Zhang Chong beside him, but it was too late.

An extremely faint sword shadow silently bypassed the carriage, avoiding the perception of the two, and then suddenly accelerated at a half-human height, piercing through the carriage like a hot knife into snow, and the next moment it appeared in the back of Zhang Chong's head!

Zhang Chong sensed the chill behind his head, and there was great fear in his heart, and his hands hanging outside his sleeves made a wild move, but unfortunately the golden snake dancing in the air was only abrupt, but it was no longer able to save the Lord.

With a slight muffled pop, the Demon Slayer Sword stabbed into the back of his neck, then pierced his throat bone, hung with blood, and flew straight out brutally!

Zhang Chong stared, looking at Zhao Wuji in the rain, holding his bloody throat and leaning back heavily, until the moment of death, he finally confirmed that the young swordsman in front of him had really defeated him.

He didn't even have time to ask: "I see...... You can fly swords too!"

In fact, he was checkmated, and he didn't really see the Demon Slayer Sword.