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A long knife with a hundred refined iron suddenly disintegrated, shattering into a dozen or twenty fragments and shooting out.

Under the infusion of internal force, the ejected fragments of fine iron, no less than the strong bow's accumulation in speed and power, shot head-on into the Songshan disciples who rushed up.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a burst of people turned on their backs, and the terrible screams were endless, more than a dozen people fell to the ground on the spot, blood overflowed, some people were broken by the broken iron pieces of hand, one hand seemed to be broken, and some people were broken leg bones or stray bullets like fragments pierced through the abdomen, but this is still good, at least life is worry-free.

The real misfortune is to be hit in the forehead, throat or heart by a splinter...... and other important parts, breaking a blood hole of the boss on the spot, the vitality passed rapidly, and the anger was overwhelming.

The power of one blow, the power of one thing.

If the king doesn't move, it's enough, and when he makes a move, the corpses are lying all over the place.

Although there were still nearly thirty of the remaining Songshan disciples, everyone was already frightened, and they looked at Wang Dong's eyes like a demon stepping out of hell.

"Ahh Traitor, you deserve to die! ”

When Zhong Zhen saw such a scene, the blue tendons on his forehead suddenly rose, although he was also frightened, but the anger in his heart was already like a boiling volcano, which was difficult to suppress, and it broke out in just an instant.

Swish!

A sword suddenly flashed out of Zhong Zhen's palm, it was his famous weapon "Jiuqu Sword", which jumped in the air and stabbed towards the king.

He is nicknamed the Sword of Nine Songs, and the sword momentum is out. Sure enough, it is a light and agile change, a tortuous and changing road, obviously a simple straight stab, but it is cruising back and forth, flickering left and right, nine bends and eighteen bends, and the peak is protruding. It's hard to guard, and it's extremely fast.

"Senior Brother Zhong, you attack him. Senior Brother Gao and I attacked him on the third road. ”

Divine Whip Deng Bagong let out a long roar, the black shadow in his hand flashed, and the long whip flew out steeply. Like a poisonous snake, he moved his neck around the king, and at the same time, Gao Kexin let out a loud cry.

The long sword was unsheathed, and a fierce killing move "Wanyue Chaozong" in the Songshan swordsmanship was unfolded, and in an instant, a cold light burst out, enveloping the big hole in Wang Dong's chest.

"Okay."

Zhong Zhen drank coldly, rolled on the ground, the earth dragon turned over, stabbed out with a sword, and attacked the king below the abdomen.

"Damn!"

Wang Dong's eyes were cold. Reach out and grab it, boom! A wave of energy emptied up, disturbing the air flow in front of him, groan! The nine-curved sword in Zhong Zhen's palm emitted a trembling sound, and it twisted crookedly. Attracted by a suction force, he has lost his head.

Wang moved his body and snatched it out, and with a thud, it hit Jong Jin's chest, and the latter immediately snorted, and his sternum sank into his chest. Blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the whole person flew out as if he had been hit by a locomotive.

When Zhong Zhen and his people were knocked into the air, they were grabbed by Wang Dong's claws, grabbed them back again, threw them in the air, and bumped into Gao Kexin.

The nine-curved sword in his palm was taken away by Wang Dong, and the nine-curved sword was as if it had been injected with new vitality as if it had been injected into his hand, and the dragon also seemed to be furious, trembling in the wind, and the long sword was contending.

The nine-curved sword was picked out like the wind, and the long whip swung out by Deng Bagong suddenly shattered into several sections, and when the latter was shocked, Wang Dong jumped into the air, and a sword was drawn, and the half-moon-shaped arc was cut down, only to hear a loud sound, Deng Bagong's big head flew into the sky, and blood was dripping down.

On the other side, Zhong Zhen was thrown out by Wang Dong and was meeting the long sword that Gao Kexin stabbed.

Gao Kexin's sword "Wanyue Chaozong" is the most domineering sword in Songshan swordsmanship, a sword stabbed out, there is no return, even if the head of Songshan Zuo Lengchan does not practice the situation of sending and receiving wishes, let alone Gao Kexin, in shock, a sword will run through Zhong Zhen, but Zhong Zhen was thrown out by Wang Dong, how powerful is the power?

Even though Zhong Zhen was pierced through his body by Gao Kexin's sword, the whole person hit Gao Kexin like a thick wall, and the two of them flew out more than ten meters away with a hula, fell heavily to the ground, and lost their breath.

Under the Songshan Gate, the 13th Taibao, in the blink of an eye, has gone to the third, plus another "big yin and yang hand" who died in the hands of the king, Lehou, the 13th Taibao of Songshan has lost four people under the hands of the king, if this matter spreads, the entire rivers and lakes are of course going to set off a stormy waves, and the Songshan faction is afraid that it will not die.

Wang Dong didn't care, his body was like electricity, shooting into the crowd, stabbing out one sword after another, and the remaining nearly thirty Songshan disciples only saw a dazzling sword light, but there was no shadow of the other party at all, and where the sword light flashed, where was there a panic, and suddenly, the sword light stopped abruptly.

At this moment, a group of Songshan disciples suddenly felt a sharp pain on their bodies, the wound cracked, and blood splattered, only to realize that they had been stabbed by the opponent's long sword unconsciously.

"You people, your martial arts are too poor, I'm too lazy to kill you, get out!"

Between the words, Wang Dong picked up the scabbard on the ground with a sword, and the nine-curved sword returned into the sheath, this nine-curved sword is the saber of Songshan Taibao, which is polished by hundreds of refined steel, sharp and compelling, far stronger than the sword under Wang Dong's hand.

Moreover, this nine-curved sword is still easy to use, but Wang Dong is disrespectful.

"Who is Zunjia? The husband dares to do it, but he dares to report his name, and he will have a good reward under the Songshan Gate in the future. ”

The group of Songshan disciples looked at each other, looked at each other for a moment, and the look of shock gradually receded, and it was the old voice in the middle of it.

"Is this seeking revenge on me?"

Wang Dong laughed, "I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, Lei Feng is also, sue sù Zuo Lengzen, if you want to find me for revenge, just come." ”

Hearing this, the old man of Songshan moved in his heart, remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Le Houle of this sect was also killed by the honorable driver?" ”

Wang said: "Lehou? Are you the so-called big yin and yang hand?! If yes, that's right. ”

"Good, good, good!" The old man of Songshan erupted into an angry long laugh when he looked up to the sky, said three good words in a row, and looked at the king a few times, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance in the bottom of his heart, and then waved his hand, led his disciples to carry the corpse on the ground, and quickly left.

Wang Dong smiled indifferently. Return to the restaurant where you came and continue drinking.

I didn't care about the matter at all.

Helping the Hengshan faction solve this great trouble is also purely a whim, although this Hengshan faction is the only one in the Wuyue Sword Sect Although it is a group of nuns, no matter how old it is, it can still be called chivalrous and righteous, and it is too unjust to die in vain under the hands of the Songshan faction.

Although Wang Dong himself is not a righteous person, he always feels it. It's always good to have a little more righteousness in the rivers and lakes where demons and monsters are rampant, since you have encountered it. If you can help again, it's okay to lend a hand, of course, if it's beyond your own capacity. That can't be helped.

To put it simply, he may not have had much kindness in helping the Hengshan faction, and naturally, he didn't jump out and tell the nuns of the Hengshan faction that he was their life-saving benefactor.

Come without a trace, go without a trace, do good deeds without leaving a name, isn't it Lei Feng?

Wang Dong chuckled, took a sip of wine, and drank it for another half an hour. He drunkenly climbed on the horse's back, patted the horse and roamed along, lying on his back on the horse's back, drinking without a sip of wine.

At this time, although the sky is not so dark that you can't see your fingers, it is also a moonless night. The surroundings were pitch black, but as soon as Wang Dong was interested, he immediately took advantage of the night and drove his horse out of the town, which was as good as he wanted.

It is the longitudinal horse rivers and lakes that are free to do whatever they want.

About an hour or two after Wang Dongchi left the town. The disciples of the Hengshan Sect were late in coming, first for a moment of surprise for this uninhabited town, and then they found traces of the previous fight.

The torch was lit, and the flames reflected in front of the eyes as if it were day.

Master Dingjing frowned, standing in the dilapidated restaurant, investigating the traces around him, looking at it for a long time, and he had already estimated it.

"Before we came, there were masters fighting here, Yilin, tell Senior Sister Sù to strengthen your vigilance and be cautious."

Mrs. Dingjing looked at one of the nuns and commanded.

"Yes."

After Yilin walked out of the restaurant, Mrs. Dingjing wandered in the lobby for a while, suddenly picked up a piece of broken tiles, picked up another piece, and checked more than a dozen broken tiles one after another, these broken tiles are very different, but they all have one thing in common, that is, the incision is as smooth as a mirror, and it is obvious that it has been cut by a sharp weapon.

There was a hint of surprise on her face: "What a fast swordsmanship, and it's not one person, it's one, two, three...... There were seven people in total. ”

Master Dingjing has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and there is no doubt about his rich experience, and from the broken tile cuts, he deduced that there were originally seven swordsmen in the house.

"But-!"

She looked up, and looked at the hole in the beam of the room above her head, and a look of solemnity swept across her face.

The speed of the swordsmanship of the seven swordsmen had certainly surprised her, but it was only a little surprised, only the opponents of the seven swordsmen had to be moved, from the current situation of the lobby of the restaurant, except for the broken roof and a few large holes in the wall, there was almost no damage in the hall.

There is only one reason for this.

That is, a master with extremely high martial arts broke through the roof of the house, fell from the sky, and blasted out the seven swordsmen in the house in only three or two breaths, only in this way can the layout of the hall not be damaged.

She pondered and walked out of the big hole, paced to the long street, and sure enough, she found that there were traces of human bodies falling and smashing bluestone slabs on the street, and there were many places of blood on the ground.

Moreover, Master Dingjing also found that the scale of this battle was not enough, and there were at least forty or fifty people from the messy footprints on the ground.

And the enemy - there is only one!

"Who is the master here?"

Master Dingjing muttered to herself, and suddenly, a nun named Yilin cried out, "Uncle Shi, we found this? ”

There were two things that the nuns found, one was a broken piece of iron, and the other was a whip several inches long.

Master Dingjing smashed the iron piece first, and after a few glances, his face became more and more solemn, and when the fifth piece of iron was broken, he suddenly saw an obvious fingerprint pressed on it, which went deep into the fragment, and his face couldn't help but change: "What a deep internal force." ”

After a few whips, his face was even more shocked: "Huh? This seems to be the whip of Deng Bagong of the Songshan faction, Deng Bagong is known as the divine whip, the whip method is unpredictable, and there are thousands of changes, and it was cut off by a sword, so powerful swordsmanship. ”

Master Dingjing gasped too much.

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