Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Great Elder Escaped, and the Killing on Song Mountain

The sudden death of Zuo Lengchan and Luo Tian suddenly made Mo Da and Tianmen Dao Chief, who were still struggling under the hands of the two just now, be ignorant for a while, and the two of them looked at Luo Tian and Zuo Lengchan who fell to the ground with blank eyes. There was a hint of puzzlement in their eyes, they didn't understand why Zuo Lengchan and Luo Tian, who were still majestic just now, died at this moment.

"Could it be that you have been hit by some secret weapon?"

Mo Da and Tianmen Dao Leader looked at the traces of penetration on the two of them, and thought of it in unison.

"But what kind of secret weapon can make two peerless realm masters kill without even reacting? This is too powerful, isn't it?

Thinking of this, the two came to Sanding's side.

"Head Dingxian, do you know who helped us just now? What kind of secret weapon did Zuo Lengchan and Luo Tian fall into?" Tianmen Daoist is a person who can't hide his thoughts, as soon as he came to Sanding's side, he asked anxiously, although Mr. Mo Da was also very curious, silently waiting for the three of them to answer.

But where did Sanding still have the heart to answer their questions at this time, at this time their minds were still echoing the scene of the five swords in the sky just now, and their eyes were staring at Night Wind blankly, even if they were well-informed, they couldn't understand how Night Wind did such an unthinkable thing.

"Is this a martial art, or is it a means?"

"Dingxian Master, Dingxian Master???" Tianmen Daoist looked at Dingxian Shitai and looked at the night breeze blankly, and couldn't help but ask a few more words, but saw that Dingxian Shitai still didn't move, and couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart, and just wanted to step forward to shake Dingxian Shitai awake, but was stopped by Mr. Mo Da stretched out his hand.

"Master Mo, you?" wanted to get angry, but saw Mr. Mo Da pointing at the night wind, with an incredible look in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrible. The head of the Heavenly Gate looked in the direction that Mr. Mo Da pointed to, but this look, he couldn't help but open his eyes for a moment.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Seeing the six long swords surrounding the night wind, the lightning continued to stab towards the Great Elder, and the sharp tips of the swords even made a "buzzing" sound against the air. It can be seen that the speed of the long sword is simply beyond the speed that human eyes can see.

If it weren't for the long sword stabbing at the Great Elder one by one, I'm afraid that with his realm, he wouldn't even be able to see the appearance of the sword, as if it turned into six silver rays of light and constantly flew around the Great Elder.

At this time, the Great Elder has long lost the demeanor of a master, in the face of the strange attack of the night wind, he has no way at all, and even knows that Zuo Lengchan and Luo Tian were killed by the night wind commanding the long sword, it is useless, in the face of the night wind, he can only protect himself now, originally a long sword has made him feel extremely unstoppable,

The six long swords he was facing now made him even more distracted, and he even believed that if he continued, let alone fighting with the night wind, even his own true qi would be slowly exhausted by the night wind.

"It can't go on like this!"

The Great Elder said fiercely in his heart, his body slammed suddenly, avoiding the vital point, he instantly slapped out four palms, forcibly knocked the four long swords in front of him away, and let the two long swords stab from his arms and legs, a stream of true qi lifted, tightened his muscles, clamped the two passing long swords, let out a long whistle, and turned into a wisp of green smoke and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

The speed was so fast that even Yue Buqun and his wife disappeared without reacting.

With the departure of the Great Elder, at this time, the powerful men on the mountain and the disciples of the Songshan faction also reacted one after another, preparing to start evacuating, but it was easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and the group of heroes was caught off guard by these people, and some relatives and friends were killed one after another, how could they be allowed to withdraw easily. In an instant, these people were entangled one after another, and the fierce shouts of killing became louder.

At this time, Yue Buqun and his wife also recovered from the magical means of the night wind just now, maybe he was not an opponent against Luo Tian and the Great Elder, but in the face of these big men, he didn't want to let go, he reached out and sucked the long sword on the ground into his hand, endured his own injuries, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to go, how can it be so easy, the disciples of the Huashan Sect listen to the order, kill!"

His words were sent out with true qi, and they were heard from far and near, and every time the people in the strong suit and the Songshan faction heard a word, their hearts seemed to beat violently involuntarily. It's very sad.

As soon as the words fell, more than 20 disciples of the Huashan faction agreed in unison, and suddenly the sword light was great, and they formed a two-yi sword formation, thinking about killing them.

With the Huashan faction taking the lead, the disciples of the Hengshan faction, the Taishan faction, and the Hengshan faction were not to be outdone, and they all killed more bravely, but compared with the sword formation of the Huashan faction, the efficiency of killing the enemy was far inferior, and there were even a few who were killed.

In terms of martial arts, the hundreds of people in the Hades Hall are not weak, after all, they are all elite disciples cultivated by the Hades Palace, and even the weakest ones have a first-class realm in martial arts cultivation, but in front of the Liangyi Sword Formation of the Huashan Sect, it is still not enough to see, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people died in the hands of the disciples of the Huashan Sect.

The heads of the Dingyi sect and the other sects looked at the performance of the disciples under their disciples and the performance of the disciples of the Huashan faction, and they were all ugly, but in order to reduce the casualties of the disciples under them, they rushed towards the enemy one after another.

With the addition of these leaders, in the blink of an eye, the situation has developed in a more favorable direction for several factions.

In particular, the twenty-eight second-generation disciples of the Huashan Sect formed a two-yi sword formation to form an arrow and kill into the crowd, as long as they met the person, they would be killed by the sword with almost one move.

Although the Songshan faction and the Hades palace have more than ten times more numbers than the Huashan faction. However, there are only a few dozen people who can fight with the Huashan faction at the same time. The rest could not rise until the belligerents were defeated or killed. They don't have any formations, but with years of actual combat experience, martial arts cultivation, and some cooperation with each other, they can't talk about the Liangyi Sword Formation created by Night Wind at all.

Moreover, the Liangyi Sword Formation created by the night wind has a bonus effect, even if it is cultivated one or two realms higher than them, it is not good, in the face of such a formation of the Huashan faction, the people of the Hades Palace and the Songshan faction have a headache, what kind of formation is this, this is obviously a huge meat grinder. is constantly reaping their lives.

"Ahem, Feng'er, what do you think now?" After Yue Buqun boosted his morale, he put his whole heart on the night wind who was still standing there expressionlessly beside him.

"Yes, Feng'er, how are you now, why did you become like this?" Ning Zhong asked with a worried face, but also distressed.

"Master, Master, the disciple is fine, it's just related to the kendo he comprehended back then, and now the disciple's state is not good! Please forgive the master, the disciple will take a step forward and go back to the mountain for retreat! Everything will be said when the disciple leaves the customs!" The night breeze said coldly, and a pair of eyes looked at Yue Buqun and his wife without the slightest emotion.

"What did you comprehend the way of the sword back then?" Yue Buqun was shocked when he heard this, but he heard what Ye Feng had said back then, and he knew how serious this situation was, so his eyes couldn't help but shrink and said: "Okay! Okay! You hurry back to the mountain! Everything here is a good teacher, you go to retreat!"

Night Wind nodded, apologized to Master and Master, and turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared on the Songshan Feng Zen Platform in a blink of an eye, faster than the Great Elder just now.

"Senior brother, Feng'er, is this?" Ning Zhong looked at the disappearing figure of the night wind, and couldn't help but turn his head to ask Yue Buqun.

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