Chi Ming pointed his sword at Chu Xianzhao and said a word concisely and clearly.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the sound of breaking wind sounded all around, and the companions around Chi Ming almost came out side by side, like a group of hungry wolves culled, forming a momentum of copying Chu instantaneously.

Chu Xianzhao did not flinch even half a step, his right hand was holding the shadow, and his left hand was pure and the left hand was pure and backward.

In an instant, the sword turned into a brilliant one.

I saw a red sword qi roaring out, and the sword roar resounded throughout the street in an instant, and the red sword qi was like a red dragon circulating around him, and the moment it appeared, it was going to be devoured.

The sword qi swirled and disappeared in a flash, Chu Xuanzhao was still in place, and the first person to attack him was all shattered, flying upside down like a broken kite, and falling heavily into the rain.

Chu instantly summoned the blade of the sword to the ground, a strand of white hair covered his eyes, and the blood slowly slipped from Chengying's sword body, and then melted into the rain.

More and more black-clothed swordsmen jumped off the roof, striding on the rain and crushing towards Chu Xianzhao.

Chu Xianzhao clenched the hilt of his sword and muttered, "One sword and two dragons!"

The red dragon's sword qi rose again, and the red sword qi surged out again like an overwhelming force, tearing out a ravine on the ground like a withering and decaying, and instantly enveloping those swordsmen who wanted to surround him.

A sword red dragon is known as the pinnacle of sword qi, and the sword qi pouring out alone is enough to encroach on half of the entire street, like a raging flood gushing out, and no grass grows everywhere it goes.

Now that Chu Xuanzhao has cultivated the body of dragon blood, the sword and double dragon he used are naturally too much higher than his past self.

This sword double dragon directly enveloped all those who surrounded him, and the red sword qi staggered back and forth like a vast ocean, but the wolves who surrounded him naturally manipulated the swordsmanship very ingeniously, like a fish swimming in a net to find a flaw, and the sword broke the qi and planned to take Chu Xuanzhao's head directly.

Chu instantaneously summoned and the two swordsmen who were about to pierce his heart passed by, a trace of absolute color flashed in his eyes, and the two swords in his hands turned around and strangled, and the sword qi suddenly turned into a roaring dragon, fiercely penetrating their bodies and splitting them in two.

This sword qi was too turbulent, and the ground under his feet directly tore out a bottomless ravine, not to mention the ordinary **, and the screams and wails were endless for a while.

Chu Xuanzhao held the sword with his backhand again, cut off their heads with an expressionless face, and there were a few more rolling heads on the ground, and without hesitation, he continued to sweep forward with his sword.

The young man who was as white as frost held his sword in a dashing manner, and every time he shot was like a brave soldier who had entered the infantry formation of 10,000 people, the slender sword body was like the fan of the windmill of death, and the red sword qi roared out through the rain, and every time he swung out a sword, a figure flew up.

The Falling God Steel Sword is known as breaking armor like cutting paper, some people are knocked to the alley wall by horizontal sword parry, and they faint instantly, some people roll and are cut by the sword qi, and the figure keeps flying out when the sword qi is swaying, and the sound of horror resounded through the streets that were still dead and silent before.

After dozens of people died, a look of shock flashed in the eyes of the rest of the wolves. Even if you know it's not good, you don't have any thoughts of retreating.

Although this white-haired man's swordsmanship is extraordinary, which of the swordsmen of the Dead Wolf Crowd is not a murderous demon, and who does not have hundreds of lives in his hands.

At this time, many people were stimulated by Chu Xuanzhao's strength, and their eyes were red and rushed to kill, completely ignoring the events before and after their deaths, and almost every attack was an exchange of lives.

Chu instantly summoned the unhurried double sword dance, his posture could be described as fluttering like a bird, and every time he rolled up the red dragon sword qi, he would inevitably fly away several enemies.

The more courageous the wolves are, the more favorable the situation will be for Chu Xuanzhao now.

If there is not much difference in strength, it is naturally a move to get twice the result with half the effort with half the effort with more enemies and fewer enemies, and if it is in front of the absolute difference in strength, it will be like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Chu instantly summoned like a mad dragon that was about to break the sky, and he kept rushing forward, and after dozens of swords, several wolves with slightly weaker strength were separated by the sword qi and shattered.

Chi Ming's face, who had been watching the battle from the side, suddenly became solemn, and he slowly clenched the hilt of his sword, and the fiery red sword seemed to still look dazzling in the rain, as if it would burn at any time.

This red sword has a very special sword nature, whenever he uses his own qi machine, the sword body will show a bright color like red charcoal, and ordinary weapons will be fused the next moment when they encounter this sword, and many, many swordsmen who don't know the details have capsized in the gutter under his sword.

He used this sword to kill many, many people, whether it was a swordsman in the rivers and lakes or a master of the Sword Sect, someone died on his sword.

Either way, Chi Ming believed that the bald ghost, who knew the height of the sky, would die under his sword, and the sword in his hand would be broken along with it.

After the big sword in his hand turned out a full sword circle, he personally jumped up and slashed at the top of Chu Xuanzhao's head!

This sword seems to be plain and white, but in fact, in an instant, the sword body rose with fire, and there was a scorching light in the rain, like the sun hanging high in the night rain, with an extremely terrifying force, falling towards Chu Xuanzhao's foothold,

Chu Xuanzhao was not afraid, the long sword in his hand drew a full arc like a full moon, and his backhand negative sword blocked this sneak attack.

Between the two swords, the sound of gold and iron colliding was endless, and the sword wind blew in all directions, making the blood and water on the ground advance layer by layer like ripples, and the scene was quite spectacular.

One is fast enough, the other is ruthless enough, and the sword qi hedge is endless.

Chi Ming said hoarsely, "This is ...... Fallen God Steel Sword?!"

The sword qi on the twin swords in Chu Xianzhao's hands rose again and again, and there was a faint tendency for the sword qi to turn into sword gang.

After he blocked Chi Ming's sneak attack, the shadow in his hand came out of his hand and stabbed him in the chest.

Chi Ying turned slightly, and drew another sword and stabbed it at Chengying's sword, but the seemingly light sword moved Chengying away from his chest.

Chu instantaneously turned around, and then raised his leg and kicked Chi Ming's chest, kicking him back to the roof.

All in one go, clean.

Chi Ming, who had done a useless job with a sword, shouted angrily, bent his knees and continued to eject out, and continued to slash at Chu Xuanzhao, the force was strong enough to break the tree at the waist.

The two swords collided and exploded through the streets.

The qi in Chu Xuanzhao's body just didn't turn around, and he was blown out by his brave sword, his body swayed with the wind, and during this period, people kept rushing up, and he had to wantonly slash the enemy and retreat, the sword qi was chaotic, blood was splashed everywhere, and there were several corpses around him.

Chu instantly summoned the sword to kill, and the clothes on his body were stained red with blood, but they were soon washed away by the rain, and in the blink of an eye, there were several corpses lying at his feet.

The crown disappeared at some point, and the white hair slowly revealed a little red, like the proud red plum in the cold and cold.

He relied on his own sunrise blood to be far more powerful than his peers, and the sword of domineering opened and closed wantonly, and the sword of the dragon surging like a tide.

Even in the case of Wang Xi's silence, he still seemed to be at ease in the repeated encirclement and suppression of the hundreds of swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, as if the French hand-painted ink was splashed, and the sword intent was not cramped, only wanton.

Chi Ming's face, who had finally managed to stand firm, became more and more gloomy, and he wondered where this freak came from?

The strength of the qi in his body is unimaginable, and his swordsmanship at a young age is even better than those old monsters in the Sword Sect.

With such unreasonable swordsmanship, it is simply a transcendent swordsmanship that is beyond the sky, this kid must have a master behind him, if it weren't for his rich combat experience, I'm afraid that the first round of combat just now would have killed his men.

Chi Ming tried his best to suppress the horror and anger in his heart, I am afraid that if he continues, I am afraid that his subordinates will be killed by him.

Crowd tactics didn't do much for him, and these men were just sticks for sharpening his swords.

Their strength is not at the same level at all, and no matter how many lambs there are, it is difficult to hunt lions, and he still understands this truth.

The attack of the Dead Filthy Wolf Crowd became more and more rapid, and the sword light intertwined into a large net, enveloping Chu Xuanzhao in it.

Chu Xuanzhao shuttled through it like a swimming fish with an expressionless face, the sound of treading water resounded, and the sound of metals colliding in turn was so harsh, but he didn't let the opponent's weapon touch his body once.

Chu instantly summoned the long sword and slammed into the red darkness to face to face, and with a handful of the sword, he wanted to penetrate the chest of the leader of the Dead Snake Clan.

Chi Ming stabbed out with a sword without hesitation, making it clear that he was fighting for his life with injuries in exchange for injuries, and the rest of the snake qi no longer gave Chu Xianzhao a chance to catch the leader alone, and dozens of big swords slashed down at his head.

Chu Xuanzhao chose to dodge and roll, and the double swords in his hands picked apart the swords like playing a piano, and got rid of their siege without any condensation.

"Qingzhu, it's your turn to appear!" Chi Ming shouted in the direction that Chu Xuan was summoning.

A man in a green shirt with a hat appeared under the corner of the street, and suddenly floated over.

I saw him draw out a long sword as slender as a bamboo, and the sword intent stabbed straight out, and the sword qi was furious and pure like a mad python out of the well.

For a while, even the rain on the street was jumped up by this sword qi, stabbing Chu Xuanzhao's back.

In the face of such a powerful sword qi, Chu Xianzhao didn't have time to react for a while, but he didn't have time to parry and confront him, so he could only turn sideways to avoid it.

The murderous swords of the Dead Wolves are not chaotic, among them are the main attackers who kill fiercely, the flanks who are brutal and furious, the pullers who knock on the side, and the hidden ones who are dormant in the battle.

At this time, the hidden man finally surfaced, and when his right hand holding the hilt of the sword felt a familiar tremble, he already knew that his sword had pierced the stranger's body again, and he couldn't help but smile proudly, and now wait for the moment when the blood flower rises, and the mission is over.

Then, the blood flower didn't appear, but his smile immediately froze.

He was confident that his sword had really pierced the white-haired boy's back, and the touch on the tip of the sword made him feel a little strange, and he didn't know what power blocked his fatal sword, so that the sword in his hand did not directly penetrate the opponent's body.

There was no expected blood flower, and he had lost the opportunity to stab the second sword.

Chu Xuanzhao turned around like a windmill, and with his strong ** control ability, he slammed his face with the hilt of his sword.

The Hidden One raised his left arm desperately, trying to block the hilt of the sword that swung like a terrifying fist,

There was a crunch, and the next moment he heard the sound of his own bones breaking, and he screamed angrily.

He knew that he had underestimated the strength of the other party, forcibly endured the severe pain, and used the qi in his body to retreat, but how could Chu Xuanzhao let him escape?

Chu Xuanzhao made an astonishing move, and the Chengying in his right hand swung out an extremely long sword qi to force back the snake people who came behind, even though he was separated by a layer of skin, the pale red mark on his eyebrows unconsciously appeared again,

He let go of his left hand Chunjun, and held Chengying with his backhand instead of retreating, only ten steps away from the hidden one, this time he planned to kill one person in ten steps!

Instant!

This sword was practiced by him when he cut a waterfall at the foot of Tai'an Mountain, and he only practiced this sword for ten years.

Chengying swept out a beautiful sword qi trajectory, and stabbed straight away with a hearty momentum, like a sword that pierced the sun, and could fold the eyebrows of the world's beauties.

How could his sword speed be so fast!

The Hidden One screamed in horror, frantically shook his wrist and slashed his sword, shrouding himself in dazzling sword light and staggering back.

Chu instantly summoned him and then smoothly withdrew his sword, and after the hidden man snorted, he felt an unbearable pain quickly stain half of his body, and there was more fear in his eyes.

The only wound on his body appeared under his neck, blood flowed down his neck uncontrollably mixed with rain, his trembling right hand was on the ground, the tip of the sword pierced in the rain, the blood flowed slightly, and even the layer of water had a few more bright red lines,

The Hidden One did not even utter his last words, and then fell heavily into the water, and there was no more arrogance to speak of.

Until now, the blood-stained robe on Chu Xianzhao's body was shattered inch by inch under the tearing of the sword qi, revealing a close-fitting inner armor as bright as molten silver, and it was this inner armor that blocked the deadly sword of the hidden one for him.

Now he didn't even sleep and took off this Yunyin inner armor given to him by Shen Sanqian, just to live, to live until Ying Liyang came to find him!

At this moment, he finally tore off the fragile shell hidden under the protection of the Shen family, and his white hair danced in the wind and rain, which made him more and more like a demon who had entered the world.

At first, the Dead Wolf Crowd felt a little condescending and crushing, but after fighting him a few times, there was only a heart-scratching anger left.

They have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, how could they have been so embarrassed?

Seeing that his right-hand man was slaughtered by him with a sword, the leader Chi Ming's eyes widened and he was shocked: "Instant killing?

Chu instantly summoned the qi around his body like a spring, and his face was expressionless and he used an instantaneous killing attack again, and the blade of the sword pierced directly into Chi Ming's heart.

Chi Ming snorted coldly, and in an instant, his arm strength increased dramatically, and the leader of the wolf clan, who had always been known for his bravery, raised his right arm, and the sword body of the big sword in his hand bloomed with a bright light, and he turned the sword momentum roundly, directly blocking Chu Xianzhao's instantaneous attack.

Chu Xuanzhao turned around with a sword without hesitation, and the whole person rolled the sword away, and the sword aura was dazzling.

Compared to the furious Chi Ming, Chu Xuanzhao's attack was too calm, and the sword in his left hand was domineering, and when he integrated the sword intent, he launched an attack in an orderly manner, obviously with a bit of grandmaster spirit.

The sword god of Xilin once used sword qi as an offline killing game, and the sword qi was split in the air like a chess player's falling piece, and countless sword locusts could not avoid it.

After Chengying and Chunjun and Chi Ming struck each other a hundred times in a row, Chu instantly summoned his big sleeves and swaggered, and the two swords crossed and suppressed Chi Ming's big sword.

At this moment, his sword qi filled the sword body, and then poured out like a vast ocean, using a move in the dragon sword to fly in the sky.

This sword is most suitable for breaking the stalemate sword game, and the sword qi soars like a dragon raising its head.

Chi Ming was extremely shocked, and he couldn't understand that this young white-haired man could use such a fierce sword.

Chi Ming's body was wrapped in countless sword qi, and the whole person flew upside down, and was smashed into the air by his own subordinates to catch his body, so as not to end up on all fours.

Such a sword made Chi Ming secretly surprised, this was a time when someone could still pose a deadly threat to them under the siege of the Dead Wolves.

They are jackals wandering in the rivers and lakes, even if the tigers in the mountains and forests are slightly careless against their siege, they have to be eaten by them, but Chu Xianzhao is simply a young dragon hunted by them, just now they launched a siege against him again and again, but Chu Xianzhao used his sword as his teeth, so that their group of jackals felt that they were fighting with the young dragon, and they were still not at a disadvantage.

Although no matter how sharp the teeth of the jackals were, they couldn't bite through his dragon scales, but their joint attack was like a raging storm, and Chu Xuanzhao also felt that the qi in his body was almost exhausted by their repeated attacks, even so, he didn't dare to show the slightest fatigue in front of these murderous swordsmen.

The only option to break their alliance is to kill the man who dictates to everyone.

The combined attack of the jackals is certainly powerful, but once the wolf king is killed, the entire wolf pack will be like a plate of scattered sand in an instant, and they can kill all of them without much effort.

Chu instantly summoned his arms to sweep through several black-clothed swordsmen who wanted to get close to him, and at the same time, he squatted down, and the qi in his body suddenly skyrocketed, intending to take Chi Ming's head directly.

Chi Ming suddenly shouted angrily: "Form a killing sword formation!"

The sword is the life of a swordsman, the life of a swordsman is the blood that has flowed on the sword, the swordsman in the sword sect practices the way of the sword only to smooth out the world with the sword, this is the sword that was born to save people, but most of the swordsmen in the rivers and lakes do not have outstanding sword cultivation talents, and there is no avenue to reach the sky with the guidance of a master, so they are in order to survive from the moment they hold the sword, like a hungry wolf walking through the streets and alleys of the rivers and lakes, killing and robbing goods without saying a word, this is the birth of the murder sword.

This is the darkest era of the rivers and lakes, and it is also the era when human life is as cheap as grass, swordsmen are not sabers to save people but only to protect themselves and kill people, so they have practiced the most terrible and ruthless swordsmanship, there is no elegance and decency of the swordsmanship of the Spirit Sword School, and there is no Qinglian Sword Sect swordsmanship chic and happy, every sword used by the swordsmen is as mysterious as a mouse, as fast as a wolf, as cunning as a fox, and as deadly as a snake, this is the so-called dead wolf sword flow.

Among the twenty-four black-clothed swordsmen, they raised the sword in their hands, and walked around Chu Xuanzhao with their bodies bent, and there was a hidden formation between the actions, blocking all his retreats, they were bathed in heavy rain, and the blade of the sword pointed to their foothold, like a demon who chose people to devour.

Chu Xianzhao had never seen such a sword formation, their attack had not yet been launched, but the murderous aura was everywhere, and the chill in his eyes seemed to pass through his heart.

He had encountered so many enemies, but this was the first time he had felt such a strong murderous aura, especially with the shattered corpses on all sides, which made him feel like he was in the Asura Hell.

In an instant, his fighting spirit was destroyed by the murderous aura, and he almost couldn't help but scream.