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This "ray of heaven" was about a mile away from the gorge at the top of the slope to the gorge at the bottom of the slope, and these demon cult members rushed down from above, and in the blink of an eye, they approached the bottom of the slope.

I saw a person standing at the mouth of the slope gorge, wearing a green shirt and holding a long sword, blocking the mouth of the gorge that allowed one person to pass through.

The thief in front of him held a cooked copper stick and smashed it from the top of his head with a move of "Splitting Huashan", Yue Lingfeng felt that the wind was urgent, and he only heard the sound of this blade splitting the wind, and he knew that it was very heavy.

The other party expected that Yue Lingfeng was young, and his skill would definitely not be too strong, so he would definitely not dare to take his full blow. Even if he wanted to take it, the thin long sword in his hand had to be broken by him with a stick.

He had nowhere to hide in this narrow canyon, and he didn't want to be stoned to death by him. There is only one way to retreat. As soon as he exits the gorge, his own masters will rush out of the gorge.

The ideal is very plump, but the reality is unexpectedly skinny. Yue Lingfeng's long sword reached forward, and his wrist slanted towards a "sneer——! "A bang. The cooked copper stick that was nine feet long and the thickness of an egg was cut off by the sword in Yue Lingfeng's hand.

Although the first half was cut off, the downward momentum was still very strong, Yue Lingfeng caught this half of the cooked copper stick with his left hand, followed the downward momentum, and then sent it forward. At this time, the half of the stick in the hand of the man with the stick had been chopped off, and his neck and chest were all broken.

Hearing only a "poof", Yue Lingfeng inserted the half-truncated stick in his left hand into the throat of its original owner. Although the bevel cut by the long sword was not as sharp as the sword, it also pierced the throat with ease. The heavy rod pierced the throat and then slammed the man's cervical vertebrae forward.

The man immediately changed from rushing forward to falling on his back.

This person with a cooked copper stick was in the middle of the martial arts among his accomplices, and the people behind him didn't believe that he was killed by the back of a Huashan faction with one move.

And the next few people all thought of the target person information they got before they went south to do business: Yue Lingfeng, the son of Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan, the leader of the younger generation, and the sword with which he sharpened iron like clay. Once with the sword in his hand, he abolished the elders of the Huashan Sword Sect without worrying.

If it were on flat ground, these people, though they were afraid of the edge of his sword, would not be helpless. But use his body to avoid his edge, and try not to fight hard with his blade.

But the mountain road is narrow, and there is no other way than to intersect with frontal weapons. The man's body had just fallen, but two chain guns were stabbed at the same time, and they were coming quickly. It turned out that the two people behind were using chain guns, and the person behind jumped up, propped up with his feet on both sides of the cliff, and stabbed at Yue Lingfeng condescendingly.

Yue Lingfeng laughed, swung his long sword with his backhand, and broke the two spears with one sword, and the heads of the two of them were immediately cut off by Yue Lingfeng's sword. The half-cooked brass stick in his left hand stabbed forward again. Although this half-cooked copper rod was heavy, it was much lighter than a ninety-pound cold iron heavy sword. It stabbed out in Yue Lingfeng's hand, and the speed was as straight as an ordinary long sword.

The man's gun head had just been broken, and he was stunned, and he was desperate when he was poked neutral by a cooked copper stick. After the sword cut off the head of the spear, the sword momentum continued, and it stabbed upwards and stabbed the Guan Yuan point in the lower abdomen of the person above. Xia Dantian was pierced, the man was really angry, his legs were weak, and he could no longer support the cliffs on both sides, and he fell. The two bodies were stacked on top of each other.

After the corpses of the two of them, the shadow of the staff swayed, and an iron Zen staff was shot down on the head, and the fat head who waved the Zen staff scolded in his mouth: "Despicable! There's a kind of no sword! ”

Yue Lingfeng sneered: "A shameless sneak attack is also worthy of being despicable to others? That being said, he didn't fight hard with his iron staff, which was much harder than a cooked copper stick. Although the sword in Yue Lingfeng's hand was fierce and indestructible, Yue Lingfeng was still a little distressed when he fought hard with such a heavy iron rod.

With the half-cooked copper rod in his left hand, he fought hard with the fat head. Both took a step back at the same time. Yue Lingfeng stepped back and put the sword into the scabbard as he stepped back, and picked up the other half of the cooked copper stick to his right hand with a toe pick. In one hand, he held a four-foot-long cooked copper broken stick.

The fat big head Tuo saw Yue Lingfeng put away the sword, and his heart relaxed, and thought: "His sword is broken, and it is indeed only a thin piece of iron, and he is afraid to fight with my heavy shovel." How strong can you be as a person who usually wields a sword? Isn't it an early death to attack the enemy's strengths with one's own shortcomings? "I want to smash the iron staff down with all my might.

I saw a flash of purple qi on Yue Lingfeng's face, and two cooked copper short sticks went up at the same time. "Dang!" With a loud bang, Yue Lingfeng's upper body shook, but he took two steps back with a fat head, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and numb.

He was shocked in his heart: "At a young age, he actually has this ability." I just saw a purple aura on his face, could it be "Zixia Divine Skill"? Yes! This guy is Yue Buqun's only son, and he got Yue Buqun's true inheritance. This Huashan faction qi sword is unique, this Zixia magic skill is really not simple. ”

However, in this narrow mountain road, they could not rush down the mountain to support their companions without solving Yue Lingfeng. Although the martial arts of the companions below were stronger than those ambushed on the slope, they were outnumbered after all. There are nearly sixty people from the Huashan and Hengshan factions combined, not to mention that the sword formation of the Hengshan faction is also extremely powerful.

Originally, they planned to use this valley and gorge to make it impossible for the nuns of the Hengshan Sect to form a sword formation, and they took advantage of the location to make a beautiful way to win more with less. I don't know how the people at the bottom of the slope were found to be hiding. The people of Huashan and Hengshan fought before they entered the canyon.

They were not numerically superior and were divided into two parts. This line of canyon was originally their advantage, but now it has become their biggest obstacle. was blocked here by a Huashan junior.

The fat big head Tuo's iron Zen staff is a long weapon, which can not be used in this gorge that is only more than one person wide, and can only use the tricks of splitting, picking, and stabbing straight when it is turned over and over. On the contrary, it was not as flexible as the cooked copper stick that Yue Lingfeng's hand broke into two.

Yue Lingfeng's moves are not fancy, but he is constantly fighting with the fat head's iron Zen staff. The purple qi on his face became thicker and thicker.

The fat big head Tuo and Yue Lingfeng fought for more than thirty times in a row, and the tiger's mouth in both hands was already cracked. At this time, he knew in his heart that the other party's strength was not weak, and his internal strength was even better than his own.

This kind of hard work without fancy, I have suffered a loss. However, seeing that the purple qi on his face is getting thicker and thicker, he can't hold on for long. I only need to grit my teeth and fight him a few more times, and maybe my companion behind me will seize the opportunity to take his life.

Yue Lingfeng naturally knew that these people were all sent by Zuo Lengchan, and he not only wanted to protect his juniors and disciples and the masters of the Hengshan faction, but also didn't want to expose his strength too early, so that Zuo Lengchan didn't dare to continue to advance and merge the faction, or come up with other vicious strategies.

You have to grasp the proportions of your own strength. He wanted to make Zuo Lengchan mistakenly think that his strength was lower than that of a first-class master like the Thirteenth Taibao, but with the sword in his hand, he could cause trouble for a first-class master.

Whether it was in Huashan and Lu Zhengrong before, Cheng Bu Worry, Cong Bu gave up the move, or now he is doing it with this fat head. The strength revealed was all carefully planned by him.