Chapter 37: The Catastrophe of Songshan
In front of the mountain gate, there were seven or eight hundred people, but so many people did not make any sound......
Twilight fell, the moon was gone, the jade rabbit in the sky was covered by a black cloud, the lights were lit in front of the mountain gate, the silence was suddenly broken, and the sound of the feet was in vain!
Then the Songshan Gate people separated the two roads, and from the crowd, Zuo Lengchan walked out.
Although he broke his arm, his expression was still cold, but the arrogance was no longer there. His pride has remained in Shaolin along with his right arm.
When Zuo Lengchan saw anything, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly and couldn't stop shaking.
This is fear, and this is hatred.
"What kind of grudge do my Songshan faction have with Your Excellency?"
Arbitrarily said lightly: "You see, my martial arts are very good." ”
Zuo Lengchan forcibly suppressed his trembling lips and forced himself to calm down: "Yes, today, everyone says that Your Excellency is the best in the world, no one is invincible, and no one dares to touch Your Excellency's sword. ”
Laughed arbitrarily: "Since no one is invincible, what is it that I can't do?" ”
Zuo Lengchan gritted his teeth and said, "Do you really want to exterminate my Songshan faction?" ”
Yi bowed his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I am indeed here to kill them all, no matter how much you ask, it can't change anything, you just have to bear it, of course, you can also resist." ”
Zuo Lengchan began to tremble and said, "You...... You...... In the world, you can't lift a single word, no matter how strong your divine sword is in any martial arts, you can't run rampant and kill at will. ”
Shook his head arbitrarily and said: "I only talk about my own reasoning, and I only treat the words of others as nonsense." ”
Zuo Lengchan hissed: "What is your reasoning?" ”
Arbitrarily smiled and said: "The truth of happiness, anything, but anything that can make me happy, I will do it, slaughter the Songshan faction, I think I will be happy." ”
"Kill him!"
A loud shout, very decisive.
Many Songshan disciples immediately rushed up, they all knew what kind of character he was, they had either seen or heard of this murderous scene.
And at the moment there is a dead body, and at the moment his words ......
In order to survive, they are merciless, when someone takes his life to survive, then his sword will not hesitate, his moves must be more ruthless, and his martial arts will be three points stronger.
But if the gap is too great, everything is in vain......
He said arbitrarily that he was going to slaughter the Songshan faction, and this was indeed a massacre.
The moonlight shone lightly, and it happened to be in front of the mountain gate...... The clouds are open, the moon is now, and people are dead!
In a flash of light, the surging crowd turned into a rain of blood, and walked towards the crowd at will, his steps were not slow, but the sword shadow appeared in his hand, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on life.
Life, like weeds, is to be trampled on and cut off.
Any sword is wielded, the sword blade is indestructible everywhere it goes, cutting gold and silver, cutting the heart and throat, a figure flies sideways and sweeps backwards, the sword light flashes, and life stops.
No matter who you are, in the face of any sword blade, you will be as weak as a child, and you will be vulnerable.
The silver light was shining, like thousands of people surrounding, the surging crowd, the sound of killing rose and fell...... Nowadays, the dense crowd is not so dense, it has been much looser.
Terrible people, swords that are more terrible than terrible, the cold wind is biting, and the bloody wind penetrates people.
In the beginning, they would rather die, but never without a fight!
As long as you kill any of the Excaliburs, you can be in charge and pivotal in the "Songshan Faction"!
As long as you kill any Excalibur, you can become famous and majestic!
Then, then, under that strange and colorful posture, under the light of the most holy and absolute sword, this fighting spirit, such a thought, began to change.
Now, now, they are burned by their fighting spirit.
They made the craziest combos at will, and they responded with the wildest killings.
The fighting spirit has been extinguished by killing, and if it is extinguished like this, it will never burn again.
Zhao Sihai took the lead and started to run, because he saw how Zhang Jingchao and Bu Shen died, and at that moment, the sword light was like a dream, like an illusion.
It was a kind of beauty, a moment of beauty, and a moment later, the two of them were cut open by the sword.
Zhao Sihai didn't make a move, he got up, touched the ground on his toes, and flew out towards the crowd...... However, the sword light suddenly found him.
The sword light chased after him like a rainbow lightning, no matter how fast he retreated, he was not as fast as this sword, and the sword light caught up with Zhao Sihai; Then he let out a long roar, and the sword in his hand turned into a flying rainbow.
But before he could reach this sword, another sword had broken through his sword light, and then stabbed him through the throat.
"Whew"!
The moonlight is like water, there are people under the moon, people in white, people are in the moonlight; People were quiet, and at some point, the place suddenly became quiet again, and everyone watched as they pulled out their swords at will.
It is impossible to count how many people died, but there were definitely more lying corpses than standing.
He turned around arbitrarily, didn't say another Yu, and walked over again, where the sword light went, he was frightened and cried. Life and death are momentary matters, but his sword light seems to be eternal.
Because his sword light is frozen at the moment when everyone dies!
This kill came to the end, from the twilight, to the dawn, from the mountain gate, to the main hall......
Zuo Lengchan and Deng Bagong had already shrunk in the corner of the hall and walked over step by step.
Sha Tianjiang hid behind any of them, suddenly Shi Qi's hand, and suddenly the figure in front of him flashed, and it was empty.
A palm fell, landed on the top of Sha Tianjiang's head, and with a "bang", the place where he was standing was torn apart, and blood flowers burst out from his mouth, ears, eyes and nose.
Deng Bagong's pale face, but his red eyes, finally fought for his life, and handed out twelve moves in an instant, of which nine were strange moves, and the last three were killing moves.
But at any moment, the man flew out.
Flew far, far away, and fell to the ground without a sound.
Finally, he looked at Zuo Lengchan and flicked his fingers gently.
Between the two, they are more than three or four feet apart.
His finger wind fell on Zuo Lengchan, Zuo Lengchan did not avoid or hide, nor did he make a move to resist, as he said before, he had to endure it.
Blood burst out, Zuo Lengchan was still dead after all, and the Songshan faction was dead, so there was no reason for him to be alive.
The Songshan garrison has been stained red with blood, and there are blood nets everywhere, one vertical and longitudinal, criss-crossed, and spread like a net! The blood web was intertwined, traversing the entire mountain gate, and it was almost impossible to find a clean place.
It is always pleasant to kill, because arbitrarily kill only those who can make you happy.
But after the killing, there is only fatigue and emptiness.
At the foot of the stairs of the mountain gate, the little girl was standing there, and there were many corpses at her feet, and there were several scars on her body. But she still smiled like a flower and said, "Brother Ren, where are we going next?" ”
Arbitrary did not speak.
"Ah, Brother Ren, where's your sword?"
"It's broken!"
"Broken? No, I'm going to help you get it back. ”
Qu Feiyan turned around and was about to go back, and said casually and lightly: "You should go back to find your grandfather." ”