The night is dark and the wind is high, and on the top of a mountain in Qingyuan Mountain, the night wind and a few juniors and disciples look at the sound of the lights below, and they can faintly hear the bandits shouting along the wind.

Night Wind and a few people stood on the top of this mountain, until the third watch, as the lights fell silent, Night Wind said coldly: "Let's go, before tomorrow, I don't want to see a bandit alive, understand?"

In an instant, an atmosphere of solemnity echoed on the top of the mountain.

"Understood!" Ling Hu Chong and the others said firmly, thinking of what the bandits under the mountain had done, they did not hesitate at all.

After speaking, several people were like fallen leaves, and they went down the mountain.

His steps were light, and as soon as he stepped into the gate of the cottage, he heard a loud shout: "Who is it?"

Ling Hu Chong was taken aback, and said in his heart: "It's bad, I didn't expect them to set up a tower here, it's really careless." But although it was discovered, Ling Hu Chong was not in a hurry, his body was like a big peng rushing towards the tower, he was in the air, and he killed the big man on the tower with one finger in the air, and said to several junior disciples under the tower: "Since you can't come secretly, let's kill it openly!" After speaking, his body turned and fell into the stockade.

Like lightning, he slew at the bandits who had just come out of the house.

And with their exposure, for a while, all the bandits in the entire cottage came out of the house, holding big knives and long swords, looking at the few people who were killing, and rushed towards several people with a burst of shouts.

Brush, brush, brush

A series of amazing sword lights appeared out of thin air, stabbing out at an angle that was unthinkable, as fast as lightning, and some bandits were pierced through their backs before they even saw the shadow of the sword light, and they fell to the ground and died with bursts of screams.

Linghu Chong wielded the Dugu Nine Swords like a peerless swordsman, a sword and a sword are at different angles, no one can block a sword, no matter how to defend, they will be pierced through the throat by the long sword from an incredible angle and fall to the ground and die.

Tao Jun's body is like a breeze, supporting the willows to pass, the whole person seems to be extremely elegant, the breeze nine swords are not touched by the slightest fireworks, the person has not seen it, the sword has been coming, with the pace of the feet, like a gust of wind blowing, in the blink of an eye the bandits were killed and injured.

Ying Bailuo and Gao Genming are like a god of Shura killing, and with one punch, all the bandits are seriously injured and want to die, spurting blood from their mouths, and even hitting their heads and bursting their brains immediately.

With the hideous faces of the two of them, they are like demon gods killed from the Nine Hells.

Liang Fa and Shi Daizi are the simplest, with mysterious steps under their feet, killing the bandits with positive and negative knife formations, the knife sees blood, like a tornado passing by, not an inch of grass grows, and after a while, countless bandits have been cut off and died.

Although there were many bandits, in this short moment, they had killed nearly 100 people.

Luo Hu stood at the top of the steps, looking at several young men with strong martial arts, his face was extremely angry, thinking that he Luo Hu was the overlord of a hundred miles of land, although his cultivation was only in the first-class realm, but with his cunning and cautious character, he had been living an extremely nourishing life.

I don't want to, today I was bullied by a few hairy boys, I was too deceitful, even if it was some big factions, I didn't dare to be so arrogant, how could he not be angry, although he was not afraid of some sects, and he didn't want to offend, but since he was bullied, he wouldn't back down.

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Fucking cheer up Lao Tzu, if anyone can take their heads, Lao Tzu will promote him to the third master." ”

As soon as Luo Hu's voice fell, it caused the bandits to howl, and countless shouts of killing sounded from among the bandits, and everyone rushed to kill a few people, and in the blink of an eye, even if they were killed instantly as soon as they rushed up, they couldn't stop the enthusiasm of many bandits.

Gradually, as more and more people were killed, several people gradually became numb, and in this short period of time, more than 300 people had died at their hands.

The increase in killing, their experience in the enemy is also getting richer and richer, whether it is swordsmanship, fist or knife technique, they are all improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, although the body is extremely tired, but the effect of killing the enemy is also getting bigger and bigger, and finally when another bandit rushed up to kill, the remaining bandits finally came to their senses, looking at the remaining less than fifty people, they all retreated.

The eyes that looked at the few people were full of fear.

At this time, Luo Hu and the second master, Lin Xi, also walked down the steps, looked at the scene around them like Shura's hell, and their hearts twitched, you must know that this is the brother they get along with day and night, and in the blink of an eye, they have been separated by yin and yang.

His eyes burned angrily as he looked at Linghu and shouted at a few people: "What kind of grudge does Lao Tzu have with you, why do you want to kill my son-in-law and destroy my cottage?"

Ling Hu Chong sneered with a sneer in his eyes: "Don't you know that the Luo family is in charge? How many innocent people Qingyuan Mountain has killed over the years, I just came here to do the right thing for heaven!"

"Hahahaha! Luo Hu laughed angrily, looked at Linghu Chong and said: "Isn't what you are doing today to be angry and resentful, kill my brother, slaughter my homeland, how can I, Luo Hu, let you go." A powerful murderous aura poured out from the long knife in his hand and permeated the surroundings.

As soon as the words fell, the sword flashed, like a rolling Yangtze River towards Ling Hu Chong in front of him, Ling Hu Chong did not dare to be careless, after all, Luo Hu as a first-class master for many years, whether it is cultivation or experience, he can compare, and Ling Hu Chong's only advantage is in martial arts, Dugu Jiujian unfolded, and suddenly the clouds flowed, like a wild sky, in the blink of an eye, the sword collided dozens of times.

Luo Hu suddenly shouted, and his sword technique changed, like a big sun, with a rolling heat wave towards Linghu Chong, the blade was cold, and it flashed with a palpitating cold light in the moonlight.

The sword qi surged out, the wind and clouds surged, and the overwhelming energy was already roaring, making Hu Chong's expression calm, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, the long sword in his hand was a little in the void, and the sword qi was like lightning, as if it had crossed space, and had been intercepted in front of the thick-backed broadsword.

"When!" the two of them fought hard, and the sound was like a blast, and the stone slabs on the ground under their feet were completely shattered, and they rose up and shook away in all directions.

"Okay, since Lao Tzu's sword technique was completed, he hasn't met a comparable opponent, even if he is a disciple of the Great Gate Sect, but I didn't expect that your kid is really amazing! Luo Hu's words were full of appreciation, but his subordinates were merciless, flying in, a rainbow-like crystal burst on the knife, the blade slashed fiercely in the empty space in front of him, and the sharp knife qi stirred in the entire cottage.

The long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand changed at this time, like a desperate sword, and the sword was like a flying hong, passing through layers of sword qi and going straight to the vital point of Luo Hu's moves!

Facing Linghu Chong's sword, Luo Hu's knife changed again, and the huge sword qi instantly turned into thousands of fierce rays, enveloping Linghu Chong.

"It's good to come!" Ling Hu Chong's body swam around, and the long sword in his hand shook, which seemed to be a sword, but in fact it was more than ten swords, resolving Luo Hu's killing moves hidden in thousands of fierce mangs one by one.

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