Chapter 8: Sword Qi

The terrain in the Cangling Mountains is steep, the peaks are stacked on top of each other, about thirty miles away from the edge, there is a Tiger Roaring Mountain, where the terrain is long, easy to defend and difficult to attack, once grasped here, it basically cuts off the two worlds inside and outside Cangling Mountain.

Now there are hundreds of people gathered here on this Tiger Roaring Mountain, most of them are dressed in gray, holding sharp swords, and their eyes are coldly scanning back and forth.

"Hey, senior brother, why are we all back to defend and wait here solemnly? Is there any big enemy?"

"I heard that the elders brought back a woman who was critical to the success or failure of this operation. ”

"Woman?

"Why are you asking so much......

"Senior brother, you don't even know. ”

"How could I not know, it seems to be a woman from the Nangong family, this woman was taken hostage, in order to force someone to hand over the treasure. ”

The senior brother said with a high face, he seemed to be very proud, not everyone knew about these news, if it wasn't for his wide range of roads and acquaintance with a few elite disciples, he would have learned the news.

"I also heard that Elder Hong Yuan and Senior Brother Fei Haonan joined forces, and they were both defeated by this terrible guy, and they are still lying seriously injured. ”

"Impossible, this is too terrifying, even Elder Hong Yuan is not his opponent......"

The gray-clothed disciple's eyes widened, and he seemed to look at the senior brother very eagerly, looking forward to the following, and the senior brother enjoyed such a gaze very much.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the gray-clothed senior brother saw a figure approaching in the distance, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"What people!"

The disciples in charge of the outpost around them all gathered around.

"Little ghost, stop, you are not allowed to pass here, where did you come from, where do you go back, I am too close to the mountain!"

Senior Brother in Gray drank again, but the footsteps of the person in front of him did not pause in the slightest, and when he heard the three words of Taiyimen, he seemed to speed up.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the figure of the young man appeared in front of the gray-clothed senior brother, and several senior brothers around him did not react, waiting to see the young man, it was already too late.

"Taiyimen, are you arrogant?"

Han Chuan said lightly, although he was not very old, he was not short, and standing in front of the gray-clothed senior brother at this time made the gray-clothed senior brother feel an invisible oppression.

In the face of Han Chuan's questioning, Senior Brother in Gray wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth and let out a voice.

"Quick...... Notice...... Elder ......"

The gray-clothed senior brother said to the junior brother next to him, but when he turned his head, he found that the more than ten senior brothers and junior brothers present were all on the ground, unconscious, and he was the only one standing.

"Ghost ...... Hell ......"

The gray-clothed senior brother shouted, then turned around and ran quickly towards the tiger roaring mountain, rolling and climbing, shouting as he ran.

Han Chuan didn't make a move, and let this gray-clothed senior brother escape, in order to tell them that I was here!

"Taiyimen...... The time of death has come. Han Chuan glanced up at the Tiger Roaring Mountain, and then his body jumped, and he was going up towards the Tiger Roaring Mountain.

Alerted by the gray-clothed senior brother, countless black-clothed elite disciples leaped down from the mountain, armed with sharp swords.

I saw Han Chuan's figure from a distance.

"Kill! Kill this person, and reward one of the four pins of pills!"

It was the second senior brother Chang Rujun who spoke, Fei Haonan was deposed, naturally it was these two senior brothers who took the position, it was really a good thing for this Chang Rujun, if Han Chuan was not against himself, then he must be invited to drink.

"Kill!"

Hearing this news, hundreds of elite disciples of the Taiyi Sect roared angrily and rushed towards Han Chuan like a mountain torrent and tsunami.

There are hundreds of elite disciples, the weakest strength is also the early stage of the Tiger and Leopard Realm, and the strongest has already reached the peak of the Tiger and Leopard Realm.

Hundreds of people attacked, shouting and killing.

Seeing this, Han Chuan also took off a note and cut off the side leaves.

Take a deep breath.

The swordsmanship that the master had given him was echoing in his mind, and the army of disciples was rapidly approaching, fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters.

"Kill!"

When he was less than ten meters, Han Chuan's eyes widened angrily, and a sword light burst out from his eyes, and several masters of the Tiger and Leopard Realm in front of him were suddenly blasted out.

"The first style of Xiuzhu swordsmanship, splendid mountains and rivers!"

The branches in his hand were like a dragon swinging its tail, and in the next moment, a strong momentum like a rainbow burst out, struggling to shake out the branches in his hand, like a long sword cutting its throat.

A ten-zhang wide sword qi was released.

"It's sword qi!"

Countless disciples stopped one after another, but it was too late, the sword qi fell on the body, like a flying stone into the water, the blood flew out, and they fell to the ground one after another, some disciples reacted in time, and used the sword rungs in front of them, but the moment of collision was the sword was cut off by the sword qi, and it was slashed on the body again, seriously injured!

With one sword, more than twenty disciples fell to the ground, and before they stopped, the second sword qi swept in again.

"Uhhh

Bang bang bangβ€”β€”β€”β€”

This sword knocked down more disciples in the middle of the Tiger and Leopard Realm, and a few disciples in the late stage of the Tiger and Leopard Realm were slightly injured.

Under just two swords, nearly half of the disciples fell in a pool of blood!

The most important thing Han Chuan is not holding a sword, but just a branch that he picks casually!

"The Devil...... Devil ......"

The gray-clothed senior brother who had reported the news earlier did not participate in the battle, but hid aside to watch a tragic massacre, the white-clothed young man slashed dozens of disciples with a sword, and blood flew everywhere, but his body was not stained with blood, like a white-clothed devil.

The remaining disciples surrounded Han Chuan, but they didn't dare to step forward, Han Chuan took one step, they took one step back, two steps back, two steps back.

"Let your elders come out. Han Chuan said lightly. If Han Chuan had said this from the beginning, it would have been estimated that he would be despised by countless people, but now, looking at the blood all over the ground and the seriously injured disciple, combined with the latter's cold eyes, if he didn't shout, he would definitely kill them all.

"The elder will be here in a while, don't be arrogant!"

Chang Rujun snorted coldly, the cold light in his eyes was vibrant, and he was constantly looking for an opportunity to kill Han Chuan, this person killed and injured the disciples in the sect, if he could take it down, it would definitely be a great achievement, but the strength of the other party was too strong, which made Chang Rujun feel tricky.

As soon as Chang Rujun's voice fell, Han Chuan's eyes looked over, Chang Rujun was shocked, and the next moment his body retreated, but it was too late, Han Chuan was faster, and he came to Chang Rujun's side in an instant, and when he reached out and grabbed it, he grabbed Chang Rujun's sword-holding hand.

With a slight twist of his wrist, Chang Rujun suddenly knelt on the ground, and the sword in his hand was also against his neck, Chang Rujun suddenly felt a sharp breath on his neck, and he would cut his neck in half at any time!

"Let go of Second Senior Brother!"

"Let go of the second senior brother!"

Seeing Chang Rujun being held hostage, the disciples shouted one after another, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"Is it that you used the four-grade pill to reward me?" Han Chuan said lightly, but at this time, Chang Rujun didn't dare to speak when he heard this, as if he was being targeted by the devil, he was already scared, and it was the first time he felt that death was so close to him.

In the face of spirit beasts, he can still be calm and calm, but in the face of Han Chuan, he seems to be a murderous maniac.

"I'll count to three, if your sect elders don't show up, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Han Chuan said, his tone was indifferent, and Chang Rujun's body trembled when he heard this.

"Three"

"Two"

Han Chuan's hand was slightly forced, and Chang Rujun suddenly cried.

"Don't, don't kill me......"

"One"

As if the death penalty had been announced, Chang Rujun's eyes suddenly widened.

"Stop!"

At this moment, an angry shout sounded, and then the nine figures descended quickly like a tiger descending from the mountain.

One of them was also holding a young girl in his hand, and when he saw this girl, Han Chuan's eyes suddenly burst into murder.

"Nangong Xiaoyi!"

"You murderous beast, not only take away the treasure of my sect, but also kill the people of my sect, quickly release my disciples, otherwise you will definitely die without a corpse!"

The leader had a dark face, his eyes were like copper bells, and his mouth was full of short beards, and when he saw Han Chuan holding Chang Rujun hostage, he immediately shouted.

"You shrunken turtles are finally willing to come out, let my friend go, and I'll let you go safely. Han Chuan said lightly.

"Hmph, you're still here when you're dying, do you think you'll be able to leave alive today, hand over your things, and we can consider letting your friend go." ”

The second elder who was holding Nangong Xiaoyi hostage snorted coldly.

"Childe, leave me alone, hurry up. ”

Nangong Xiaoyi struggled and shouted, and the second elder suddenly slapped Nangong Xiaoyi's face when he heard this.

Smack-

"Shut up!"

Nangong Xiaoyi's white and tender face suddenly had a five-finger handprint, a palm containing strength, which made the corners of Nangong Xiaoyi's mouth overflow with blood, and tears suddenly welled up.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, Han Chuan's eyes were regretful, and he directly exerted force in his hand, and suddenly Chang Rujun's head was directly cut off.

Hmmmβ€”β€”β€”β€”

Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain, and Chang Rujun's head suddenly flew dozens of meters high and landed in front of the elder in an instant.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill someone, and when Nangong Xiaoyi is held hostage, Han Chuan killed the only hostage, does this guy want to break the net.

The second elder stared at the severed head on the ground, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a black shadow flashing towards him.