Yan Yingying also heard the movement outside, reached out to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow, and when the sleeve robe trembled, eight cold iron needles with cold light shimmered in an instant appeared among her slender fingers.

There are a total of sixty-eight disciples of the Nanyin Sect who came to the trial, all of whom are the new inner disciples, and they belong to the core of the Nanyin Sect's future cultivation, and their strength is at least in the early stage of bone refining, and they are relatively young and have great potential.

As soon as these sixty-eight people entered, they were divided into three groups, each group had a different number of people, and the largest group of thirty people was heading towards the elixir room in a hurry.

Slightly fewer than this group were the number of people who went to the weapons room, twenty-seven.

However, there were only eleven people who came to the martial arts room.

It can be seen from this that this group of inner disciples of the Nanyin Sect paid far more attention to elixirs and weapons than to exercises and martial arts.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this, after all, they are the new inner disciples of the Nanyin Sect, and the sect will give exercises and martial arts, but elixirs and weapons are hard to find.

Chen Luo held the Xuanfeng Sword in his hand, listened to the movement outside with his ears pricked up, and then read in a low voice, "Listen to the footsteps, there are eleven people here, all of them are strong insiders, at least they are bone refining martial artists. ”

Is he talking to me, Yan Yingying heard Chen Luo's words, and a trace of warmth suddenly flashed in her heart, maybe she was used to being coldly spoken by Chen Luo, and the slightest sign of being kind to her made her feel cared for.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and Chen Luo's throat suddenly rolled, not nervous, but a prelude to a tiger roar.

At this moment, eleven disciples of the Nanyin Sect walked in, they were defenseless, they all thought that the thieves who had broken into the tomb had already left.

"Roar—"

The moment they stepped into the martial arts room, when they saw Chen Luo and Yan Yingying, an earth-shattering tiger roar suddenly resounded from this side, rolling sound waves, like thunder, and slammed towards them.

"Hmm-"

These eleven people were defenseless at all, so that the sound wave rushed violently, and their spirits were in a trance.

"Kill!"

Chen Luo shouted sharply, like a fierce beast hunting for food, he swept up, and the Xuanfeng Sword in his hand slammed down towards the head of a disciple who was walking in front.

The sword was sparkling, and a sword slashed down, pouring the strength of Chen Luo's whole body, directly splitting the disciple's head open, blood soaring, * overflowing, and a fishy smell wafted in the air.

Yan Yingying's movements were not slow, and at the same time as Chen Luo made a move, the eight cold iron needles in her hand turned into eight points of cold light, burst out, and rushed towards the necks of the eight disciples.

Sneering –

The blood flashed, and five disciples were pierced through their throats by the cold light, and they disappeared in an instant. But the skin of the other three disciples was extremely hard, and they were stunned when the cold iron needle pierced their necks less than half an inch, and they were stuck, and they couldn't move forward for half a minute.

"The bold thief is still in the tomb!"

"Kill my fellow disciples, kill my siblings, the sin is unforgivable, you can stay here today!"

"Take the heads of these two thieves and avenge their dead brothers! Then hand over their bodies to the sect, extract their souls, and burn them with yin fire for forty-nine days, so that they will be wiped out in incomparable pain!"

The remaining five disciples of the Nanyin Sect were shocked and angry, and in the midst of a loud shout, three people rushed towards Yan Yingying, and two of them came towards Chen Luo.

Obviously, Yan Yingying killed five Nanyin Sect disciples in one fell swoop, making them feel that Yan Yingying's threat was the greatest.

......

The two disciples who besieged Chen Luo, one was strong, his arms were round, and his muscles bulged one by one, and he knew at a glance that he was an extremely explosive guy.

The other cheeks on both sides were slightly sunken, and the whole person looked very thin, not at all like a martial artist in the Bone Refining Realm, but a little like a weak scholar.

"Li Tan, I'll attack the left, you attack the right, and solve this guy in ten moves. The stout man said to the scholarly man.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Li Tan's mouth, "Where do you need ten moves, within three moves, it is enough to solve this guy." ”

With that, Li Tan suddenly rushed towards Chen Luo, his palms raised, his palms were black, and the evil qi was rolling in.

Yin Evil Palm!

Chen Luo's eyes were slightly condensed, his body was deflected, and his footsteps moved sideways, which was to avoid this yin palm.

However, just as Chen Luo dodged the Yin Demon Palm, the sturdy man suddenly flashed behind him, and a punch blasted out, like a violent bear opening a mountain, and the brutal force pressed over, making the air scream.

"Seven Star Move!"

Chen Luo's face was as usual, his body rose suddenly, and his footsteps stepped in the air, which made his body a step higher.

Whew-

The strong man's punch missed, and a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that Chen Luo's body technique would be so good.

Li Tan saw that the strong man's attack failed, and was about to raise his palm to attack again, but just when he had this idea, a sharp broadsword slashed towards him.

"The first style of the sword, the sword has no return!"

Chen Luo slashed out with a sword, blocking all his retreats, with a tragic aura of either the enemy or my death.

The Xuanfeng Sword seemed to have been infected by Chen Luo, the cold light on the sword body was cold, and a sword momentum without regrets rushed suddenly, making the air on this side become solemn.

"This ......" Although Li Tan was a martial artist at the peak of bone refining, he was still slightly stunned when he faced this kind of tragic sword move for the first time, until the shadow of the Xuanfeng Sword in his pupils was getting closer and closer, and then he suddenly raised a pair of jet-black palms and slammed towards the broadsword that slashed over.

Boom!

As if it was the impact of gold and iron, the ground on which Li Tan was standing suddenly cracked, his feet were sunk into the ground, and in the midst of the dust, a mouthful of blood shot out of his throat.

Chen Luo also felt that his palms were numb, and a trace of scarlet blood oozed from the tiger's mouth, his strength before he used the Killing Seal was limited after all, and he desperately used the first sword of "Overlord Sword" to get out of the way, and it was only the man named Li Tan who was injured by it, and he himself was also a burst of blood and blood.

"This "Overlord Sword" is really powerful, this first style of sword has no return, I only learned the fur, and it actually exerted such power. Chen Luo thought to himself, and suddenly a strong wind suddenly hit behind him, making the hairs on his whole body stand up.

"Retreat!"

Chen Luo kicked in the air, his body flew abruptly to the side, and when he landed on the ground again, he was already some distance away from Li Tan and the stout man.

Seeing that the second attack failed again, the sturdy man looked at Li Tan who was spitting blood with concern while resentful, "Are you okay?" ”

"-Ahem, it seems that we underestimated this guy just now, although his own strength is limited, but his combat skills are very good. ”

Li Tan coughed and continued: "Every time he uses that kind of body technique, it is at the most ingenious time, not only unloading our offensive, but also turning defense into offense, and making counter-battle moves. ”

The sturdy man's face also became serious, and his two attacks before and after were all missed, which can no longer be described as coincidence and luck.

Chen Luo didn't care what the two people were thinking, the Xuanfeng sword was inserted downward, that is, he stood in front of him, his left hand formed the Taiming seal, and his right hand formed the Great Yang seal, and then without any interruption, he suddenly put his hands together.

Wow –

The air around him suddenly boiled, and under the stunned gaze of Li Tan and the strong man, Chen Luo's body was filled with the air flow seeping in from all directions, and the green tendons were bursting up, exuding an incomparably powerful aura.

Boom!

Chen Luo took a step abruptly, the ground cracked under his feet, and when the dust was raised, Chen Luo quickly swept out, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Li Tan and the others.

"Die!"

Chen Luo suddenly rushed out with a punch, surpassing the strength of the peak of bone refining, and landed fiercely in front of the strong man.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the strong man's facial features were sunken, and scarlet blood shot out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The stout man's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes widened, and he was frightened and unwilling, but he had no breath in his nose, and he wouldn't live long.

Li Tan was stunned, but he still reacted immediately, and when he saw the strong man being killed by a single blow, a strong killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"You should die too!"

Chen Luo would not give him a chance to fight back, and while killing the strong man with one blow, he also climbed the Xuanfeng Sword on his back with his right hand.

"The first style of the sword, the sword has no return!"

As soon as the Xuanfeng Sword slashed, the incomparably cold sword light flashed, and the air seemed to have dropped to freezing, making Li Tan's body tremble uncontrollably.

Hmmm-

The sword light swept over Li Tan's neck, and then he felt himself flying, and he also saw a headless corpse in the air, blood gushing out.

Beheading!

Chen Luo stepped on Li Tan's skull, and his gaze swept like lightning towards Yan Yingying, who was besieged by the three disciples of the Nanyin Sect and retreated.

At this moment, Yan Yingying has already suffered a lot of injuries on her body, especially a scar on her right arm, which is deep in the bones, and the blood can't stop flowing out.

"In the face of three martial artists at the peak of bone refining, it is not bad that she can support it for so long. ”

Chen Luo squinted his eyes, and then kicked his legs and feet violently, and Li Tan's head became a football, whistling, and rushing towards one of the disciples of the Nanyin Sect.

The disciple of the Nanyin Sect was also quite alert, and he felt that there was a strong wind behind him, and he dodged when he landed, just avoiding it.

Boom!

Li Tan's head slammed against the wall, and then rolled to the ground, spinning his bones.

"Hmm-" Seeing Li Tan's head, the three Nanyin Sect disciples were startled, and they glanced over with their afterglow.

When they saw that Li Tan and the strong man were all dead, their hearts were filled with monstrous waves, and it had only been a long time before the two peak martial artists of bone refining actually died in the hands of that thief.

Yan Yingying also took advantage of their uncertainty, suddenly pulled out and swept to Chen Luo's side.

"Aren't you afraid that the sect's wrath will affect your family by slaughtering my fellow sect like this?" a disciple of the Nanyin Sect shouted sharply.