"Mu Jianheng?" Qi Guangchuan muttered, Lin Shuming looked strange, and asked him why. Qi Guangchuan said: "I remember that the chief swordsman of the Martial Arts Sect was a man named Li Zhanfeng. When did he change it? Lin Shuming asked again: "What is Mu Jianheng's strength?" Qi Guangchuan said: "I have never heard of this person. He may be a rising star of the martial arts. If he can become the chief swordsman, his strength should be remarkable.

As he said, the procession with swords and shields also reported to their families: "The messengers of the right banner of the Buyi sect are strange at night. Lin Shuming asked, "Senior Brother Qi, what is the origin of the Buyi Sect?" Qi Guangchuan said: "This religion is not a school in the Central Plains. It originated in the country of Naro and is the state religion of the country of Naro. There are many religious believers, and their power should not be underestimated. ”。

"The battle is on!".

Three Buddhists stood in a row, holding shields, staring at the three people at the Infinity Gate. Mu Jianheng yawned and said to the two people beside him, "They are all stinky men." It's boring. "Go ahead." Then she turned to a beautiful woman next to her and laughed with her mouth, how old is this? Can I marry someone.

The woman ran away blushing. How could such a disciple go out of the Wuji Gate? Looking at Xie Bufan's face again, he was obviously angry, but it was not easy to attack. The other two disciples of the Wuji Sect smiled and took out a long sword to greet the three disciples of the Buyi Sect.

Watching the two of them stab people with knives, the Seventh Master stepped forward, and the other two cult members set up shields to protect the left and right respectively, and put on a humanoid formation.

The disciples of Wujimen stabbed Qiye in the head and feet respectively, forcing him to mess with himself. That night, the left sword was raised, and one sword was opened. The shield on the right suddenly hit the bayonet. With a loud bang, a steel shield weighing dozens of catties pressed the sword to the ground. No matter how hard the disciples of the Wuji Sect tried, they couldn't take it back.

The Buddhists on the right suddenly stepped forward and slashed at the disciples. The apprentice had no choice but to abandon the sword and avoid it. Instead of pursuing, the Buddhists immediately returned to the strange night for protection.

The Wuji Sect disciple lost his weapon just by looking at it. They retreated in embarrassment, with much less energy. All the spectators thought that the Buyi faction's formation was ingenious and tightly coordinated, so they immediately looked at each other with different eyes. Looking at Mu Jianheng again, the fight here doesn't seem to have anything to do with him. He laughed and chatted with another beautiful woman.

Although Qi Ye had always paid close attention to Mu Jianheng, he was worried that when Mu Jianheng was numb and careless, he would deliberately pretend to feel this way and suddenly get into trouble. But look at him going farther and farther. He stood at the farthest red line. He was a hundred paces away from himself. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back in time no matter how soon he is.

A cold light flashed in his eyes as he whispered to the other two disciples. The three of them suddenly accelerated under their feet. The two disciples straddled the body of the Seventh Master, and the three of them rushed towards the two disciples of the Wuji Gate in a concave formation. Although these two disciples are not as good as Mu Jianheng, they are also masters in the Wuji Sect. They saw that the other party was in a state of encirclement.

When the other party was only ten paces away from him, the disciple with the sword swung his sword up and down. The throwing disciple rose into the air, his toes lightly touching the blade, and his body floated out of the encirclement. He held the sword in his hand, and the longsword flew back into his hand.

People couldn't help but shout at his superb kung fu. The strange night did not notice the jumping disciples. The three of them squeezed a few steps and brushed it! At the same time, three swords stretched out their hands and greeted the disciples in the middle. The disciple is ready. His sword flowed through his body. With a flick of his right wrist, several silver sword flowers bloomed on the long sword, and he blocked three scaffolds at the same time. Before his movements could grow old, the disciple stabbed the sword into the strange night. It's so fast, it's just amazing.

Lin Shuming was dazzled when he saw it. He only felt that his eyes couldn't keep up with his disciple's swordsmanship. Qi Guangchuan on the other side praised loudly: "What a fast sword!" This is the style of the martial arts with ups and downs, and it is necessary to fight quickly. Lin Shuming asked: "What is the style of wind, sword, and rain?" What other moves do you have besides wind, sword and rain.

Qi Guangchuan said: "It is said that there are seven moves in the Wuji Sword Technique, but only five moves have been handed down. The wind and sword rain style pays attention to breaking the enemy quickly, and the sword is extremely fast, and the strength is amazing. In addition to this pattern, I have also seen the style of the six-light flying sword, and I have never seen the other three. ”。

"Ahh

Suddenly, someone cried. It looks like someone is hurt. They turned to look. Just now, the Wuji Sect's disciple's face turned pale. A long wound on their arm was bleeding all the time. The longsword was also thrown away. I don't know what action to use to shatter his sword.

I saw that the strange night's hands gradually changed, dense black hair drilled out of the skin, the nails also became longer and sharper, the muscles on the body began to slowly expand and bulge, "tearing" a few times The clothes have been stretched open several openings, only to see that the exposed body is also covered with black hair, I saw that the hands of the strange night are gradually changing, dense black hair comes out of the skin, the nails are also longer and sharper, the muscles on the body begin to slowly expand and bulge, "tear and pull" a few times The clothes have been stretched open several times, only to see that the exposed body is also covered with black hair.

On a strange night, he raised his head, blood-red eyes, a mouth with fangs, no one touched, like a demon! The other two believers also looked like him, both with murderous and terrifying faces. All those present were stunned. They believed that the Buyeites should develop the skills of these people. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a cult.

The three Buddhists surrounded Mu Jianheng with fierce eyes. Their fangs interlaced in their mouths, making a sour squeak. Then they rushed over and tore him to shreds. The people in the field were drenched in cold sweat for Mu Jianheng. Several young female disciples covered their faces with their hands and couldn't stand it.

Mu Jianheng glanced at the three of them and snorted coldly: "If you don't let the good people do it, you will become a ghost, and I will fix you and send you to hell!" "I don't know if these three believers can understand people. The three of them roared together, brushed a few times, and disappeared in place, attacking Mu Jianheng from the top, middle, and bottom directions.

Mu Jianheng's eyes lit up suddenly. He had a sword in his hand. He didn't move, but a shadow flew out of him. The shadow looks exactly the same as Mu Jianheng. Armed with a long sword, he directly attacked a Buyi believer on the opposite side. Everyone was amazed at the time, and six or seven false shadows flew out and rushed towards the three Buddhists.

One of the disciples roared, clawing at the virtual shadow. He grabbed everything. At the moment when he was stunned, a virtual shadow cut through the sword on his shoulder, and blood flowed freely.