"Kill!"

Ma Guangyuan took the lead in approaching the main hall of the Black Earth Gang, and the elder Sun Fu followed closely behind, followed by the five protectors and the four hall masters.

"Helper. Elder Zhao Man, who was fighting against Li Feishen and gradually falling behind because of the disparity in strength, was overjoyed when he saw Ma Guangyuan and Elder Sun Fu who were rushing over.

Li Feishen's face changed involuntarily, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Li Feishen, let's fight it out. Ma Guangyuan let out a long roar, and the double knives came out of their sheaths, and the sword light slashed a cross in the air, killing in the air.

"Ma Guangyuan, you are looking for death. Li Feishen was furious, because he had already seen the White Cloud Gang that had entered with him, what did this mean, it meant that the White Cloud Gang had unexpectedly attacked the Black Earth Gang.

This is not in line with the plan.

Originally, he Li Feishen thought that the Baiyun Gang had a loss, but the extent of the loss could not be determined, so he wanted to test it, and happened to meet the merchants of Qingtong Township, so he conspired to send people to disguise themselves as merchants and enter Qingtong Township with the cooperation of those merchants, and killed the Baiyun Gang, and Wang Xingyang's son was killed, which was also expected.

Li Feishen definitely didn't expect that Wang Er of the Black Mountain Group he sent out would turn his brain like a trick, planning to capture Wang Tianhua alive and come back as a bargaining chip to persecute Wang Xingyang, judging from Wang Xingyang's current reaction, there is really a possibility of success.

But it's a pity that Wang Er failed and was killed by Lin Xiao, and Wang Tianhua was also killed by Lin Xiao, no, to be precise, Wang Tianhua should have died by himself, if his attitude was better at that time, Lin Xiao might not really give him a ride, but give him a ride.

Ahem, anyway, the language is broad and profound.

Wang Tianhua was cold, suspected of being done by the Black Soil Gang, no, it should be said that it was done by the Black Soil Gang, so Wang Xingyang lost his mind in a rage, and Elder Zhao Man wanted to intercept him, but he was a step too slow, because Wang Xingyang under the rage was several percent faster than usual, and he couldn't intercept it.

Forced by the situation, Ma Guangyuan had to gather his gang to take the lead in launching a general attack.

Lin Xiao was actually very speechless, he killed Wang Tianhua at that time, but he didn't think about it so much, he just felt that he had made a choice in his heart, so happy and happy.

The contradiction between the Baiyun Gang and the Black Soil Gang has been a long-standing one, or it is not a contradiction, but interests, everyone wants to monopolize the eastern district of Lin'an County, and sooner or later there will be a battle, but Lin Xiao's actions have directly advanced this decisive battle.

Ma Guangyuan killed Li Feishen, and Elder Zhao Man and Elder Sun Fu immediately reinforced Elder Wang Xingyang.

The four true warriors, each fighting for themselves.

The people of the Black Soil Gang got the news one after another, and they rushed to the streets and alleys of the four halls as quickly as possible.

"Since the white cloud dog dares to come, then he will leave his life. ”

"Kill all the white cloud dogs. ”

The men of the Black Soil Gang rushed to kill one after another.

"Kill, double the reward. Feiyun Hall Master Kong Shan suddenly roared.

The words of doubling the reward sounded again, and once again inspired the Baiyun Gang, one by one shouting murderously, and slaughtering the people of the Black Earth Gang.

Wisps of murderous aura converge, rolling like an invisible torrent roaring and sweeping in all directions, like an oil pot boiling, normal people in this environment will not help but be affected, become excited, and blood boiling.

Lin Xiao only felt that there was a fighting intent in his chest, and his blood seemed to be boiling, but his spiritual will remained unmoved, not affected in the slightest, his mind was so clear, and he controlled all his strength.

Holding the scabbard in his right hand, he pulled out the White Bird Sword in his left hand, there was an awkward feeling at the beginning, not as smooth as his right hand, but Lin Xiao still stabbed out of the sword, and the sword swept through the air like a swift wind, and a sword swept through the neck of a master of the Black Soil Gang.

The sword is a sharp weapon and a killing weapon, but in the same way, the sword is not as hard as an axe or hammer, in fact, it is not suitable for hard objects, nor is it suitable for cutting hard objects such as bones, unless it is the kind of peerless sword, which is not afraid of damage.

But as a swordsman, you should understand the advantages and disadvantages of the sword and master the strength of the sword, instead of blindly lifting the sword and slashing indiscriminately.

The neck is undoubtedly the weakest part of the human body, the sword blade cuts into it like tofu, the momentum is like a bamboo, and it is killed at the minimum cost of the least strength, but if it is cut to the brain, the skull is hard, it always takes more strength, and if the sword is not good enough, it is easy to curl the edge.

What does it mean to curl the blade, that means to spend more money on a sword.

Many times, with a sword in hand, it is more advantageous to use it when you are used to it.

Under the internal practice, Lin Xiao is actually too lazy to kill, one is that he can't get battle points, and the other is that Lin Xiao gradually has his own concept, and he should swing his sword at the stronger.

Of course, the entry to internal training is weaker than himself, but Lin Xiao is still willing to kill it, that is for the sake of the face of the battle record, more or less it is five points, how much it accumulates.

As for the following internal training, Lin Xiao is disgusted, and perhaps in the future, he will dislike internal training and even the level of a true martial artist, and is unwilling to draw his sword and cut it, unless the situation is special.

The Black Soil Gang originally had five protectors, but in Qingpeng Township, Lin Xiao killed a protector who had completed internal training, and sent two leading teams to camouflage and attack Qingtong Township, and they have not returned so far, and there are only five left.

The crane rises in the wind, and the sword is one.

Even though he swung the sword with his left hand, after two times, the jerky feeling had gradually disappeared, and it was like a wheel coated with lubricating oil, becoming smoother, and even if it was not as smooth as his right hand, it was gradually getting closer.

After all, it is the basic swordsmanship that transcends the realm of incarnation, comprehending the true meaning of the sword and the true meaning of swordsmanship, which is a kind of detachment and a new level of realm.

Perhaps, to put it simply, the realm of the true meaning of the sword is not just a simple swordsmanship level, for a while and a half, with Lin Xiao's current experience and accumulation, it is difficult to say why, it can only be affirmed that swordsmanship for himself, in fact, there is no difference between left and right hands, the difference is only in habits.

That's all!

When habits become natural, the left-handed sword or the right-handed sword can actually be done as smoothly.

How to get used to the left-handed sword faster to the point where it is like the right-handed sword, without him, only fighting, only slashing.

"I don't do my best, and this strength is enough to reach the point of consummation of internal training and even killing internal training. Lin Xiao said secretly, the sword light had already been killed by cold lightning, and there was a roar of thunder, shaking in all directions.

Among the remaining five protectors of the White Cloud Gang, Eagle Sword Feng Mingde is one of them, and he is also the only master of internal training in the White Cloud Gang at present, of course, his strength may not be stronger than Lin Xiao's internal training Xiaocheng.

In the Black Soil Gang, there is only one of the most powerful of the five protectors, and he is also a complete internal practice.

The Baiyun Gang suffered heavy losses because of the attack of the ghoul guard of the night corpse Wang Yuwenhou, and two of the protectors of the inner training died, and the Black Earth Gang was because of the two internal training of the perfect protectors, one died under Lin Xiao's sword in Qingpeng Township, and the other did not return in Qingtong Township, and did not return, even if he was alive, it was equal to nothing.

Feng Mingde condescendingly volleyed an eagle's beak-shaped broadsword at the Black Earth Gang's master of internal training, and Lin Xiao slashed at a master of internal training with a sword.

Even if it is a left-handed sword, it is difficult to resist, and a sword kills like thunder.

"Maybe when I recover from my injuries, I can buy another sword, and run into the wind with my left hand and thunder with my right hand?" Lin Xiao had a whim.

But, that's an afterword, now you have to fight, you have to kill, you have to earn a record.

The Tianyun Group of the White Cloud Gang suffered heavy losses that night, and the Black Mountain Group of the Black Soil Gang was only beheaded by Lin Xiao before, and the loss was very small, but now that Lin Xiao has arrived, the loss will be great.

Other internal exercises, even if it is a big success against a small one, it is difficult to kill with one blow, unless it is a complete battle against a small success, but Lin Xiao is different, his sword is very fast, very accurate, and very fierce, every sword follows the weakness, and every sword is a lore.

The swordsmanship of the True Artistic Realm is so superb, even if it is not blessed with the spiritual will and turns into an invisible sword blade, it can also leapfrog the level and kill.

A mere eighteen-year-old young man, but he comprehended the true meaning of the sword, and stepped beyond the body sword realm into the sword realm, how amazing, if he faced a group of ordinary martial artists, he couldn't do the kill, wouldn't he be blind.

......

Wang Xingyang's sword is like a fierce wolf with fangs, the sword is sharp and incomparable, and the sword kills wildly, exerting a second-rate swordsmanship to the extreme.

In fact, the most suitable martial arts for true martial artists should be first-class martial arts, but first-class martial arts are too few and too precious, among the martial artists in the entire world, there are only a few true martial artists who can master first-class martial arts, and it is still unknown whether there is a tenth of the whole.

Second-rate martial arts, in fact, are also suitable for true martial artists, after all, second-rate martial arts involve the use of internal force, internal strength is internal force, internal qi is also internal force, although there are differences, but it is still feasible to use internal qi to perform second-rate martial arts, as for internal qi to perform third-rate martial arts, it will not work, it is better not to enter the flow of martial arts.

The martial arts are the basic martial arts, the most basic, and there are not too many curves and restrictions, the only deficiency is that it is relatively shallow and weak.

Wang Xingyang has practiced this second-rate swordsmanship for many years, although he has not been transformed, but he has also cultivated to the state of perfection, each sword is extremely fierce, showing its essence, between the sword light splashing, it is like a group of wolves rushing to kill, the sound of the sword roar is more like a wolf howl, very terrifying.

Wang Xingyang, who is full of anger and murder, is like a wolf king controlling the wolves.

Kill!

Thinking of Wang Tianhua being killed, the Wang family was equal to the end, Wang Xingyang's anger in his heart became higher and higher, and his shots became more and more fierce and ruthless, completely disregarding his own safety, as long as he killed, he just wanted to kill.

"It's crazy. The face of the elder of the Black Soil Gang, who was fighting fiercely with Wang Xingyang, changed greatly, he couldn't care about life and death like Wang Xingyang, so he could only retreat under Wang Xingyang's sword.

"Give me death!" Wang Xingyang, who was rushing out of his sword like a pack of wolves, suddenly burst out, his internal qi suddenly exploded in a unique way, his hideous face suddenly turned pale, he snorted unconsciously, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he swung out a more powerful sword, the sword roar suddenly sounded like the wolf king roaring in the long night, and the sword light rushed as if the wolf king suddenly rushed out of the wolves, and made the most ferocious and deadly blow.