Chapter 8: The Ghost Door Opens in the Midnight (Part II)

"It's coming. "Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Jiang Chen looked up slightly at the stairs leading to the second floor not far away, and said lightly.

A cold air was already rippling in the air, and the wind blew through it and made people's hairs stand on end. The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and martial arts masters like the Six Sword Slaves were even better, and the hundred armor soldiers were already extremely nervous, and the palms of the hands holding Changge were already full of sweat, and their faces were tense and forced themselves to calm down.

"Boom la la ......"

A strange sound sounded in the lobby, like the sound of a cicada breaking its cocoon. Everyone was just about to look around, but they saw that the seven-star Longyuan sword in Jiang Chen's hand had been quickly unsheathed, the cold light flashed, and the heads of the two Han and Tang armor soldiers behind Jiang Chen had already flown up, but in the blink of an eye, everyone saw such a scene, and a wave of anger was about to erupt.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?" a sergeant dressed in the armor of a squad officer yelled at Jiang Chen, he didn't understand why His Highness, who they were trying to protect, had killed them in turn.

Jiang Chen didn't speak, without any explanation. Before the head landed, Jiang Chen's sword was extremely fast, and the two armorers were already dead without even feeling the pain and fear, but at the moment when the heads were separated, a stream of black blood gushed out from the section and splashed all over the faces of the people around them.

"Black Blood!" said Zhen Gang, and his words were full of shock.

Everyone was also taken aback.

"Black blood, it means that he has been dead for at least two hours. The blindfolded old man cut off the water and gave his own conclusions.

"But why can they still walk like living people, no different from ordinary people?" This time it was another tall man among the six sword slaves who spoke, with a hideous and vicious feeling in his eyes, holding a sword in his hand that was not like a sword, but a bit like the ring-headed knife that prevailed in the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Jiang Chen looked at the five people gathered together on the side, and said lightly with a nervous expression: "It's not that complicated, they were possessed after being killed by ghosts, and they are not the only two of us with such friends, don't you say?"

In the second half of the sentence, Jiang Chen raised the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Killing Intent in his hand, and the head of the sword pointed directly at the five Han and Tang armor soldiers who were in a line not far away, and seemed to be strictly guarding the surroundings, and the implication was already self-evident.

Hearing this, the five "people" looked at Jiang Chen, they had always lowered their heads slightly, but now they raised their heads, and everyone could clearly see the cracks on their faces and the corpse spots that had appeared after they had been dead for a long time. The five points let out a terrible roar that was not like a human being, and the skin on his face fell off like a grease to reveal the intertwined pus-filled muscle tissue inside, and rushed towards Jiang Chen's direction at an incredible speed.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth showed a sneer again.

Jiang Chen didn't make a move, but there were still several people in the middle of him and those ghosts, the long sword in his hand was circulating, and when the cold light flashed, the four-foot-three-inch long sword had been carried behind by Jiang Chen.

The first to shoot was none other than the six sword slaves, and the first to shoot was the soul destroyer sisters who were closest to those ghosts among the six sword slaves, only to see the two of them, and at the same time threw a simple narrow sword with gold and silver chains tied at the end of their hands, the speed was extremely fast, and one of the five people was instantly entangled by two narrow swords, and then the two of them pulled hard at the same time, and one of the five people had been strangled to death by the two sisters who turned their souls and destroyed their souls.

Shot again, this time it was a small young man among the six sword slaves, who looked like he was in his early twenties, with two gold-veined narrow swords on his back. I saw that the ghost-like speed of the ghost exploded instantly, and came to one of the remaining four people, before the armorer who was possessed by the ghost could react, a sword had pierced the heart, and at the same time, the other sword was swimming back and forth in the flesh and blood around the armor, but between breaths, the dragon flew back to its original position like a ghost again, and the body of the armorer possessed by the ghost, limbs and head had slowly slid to the ground like water tofu, and the five heads were separated, leaving only the torso still lying on the ground and spurting black blood. It is unbelievable that the dragon dismembered the enemy in an instant.

The next shot was the bald man Chaoshen, the sword move of the chaotic god was clean and neat, one blow was killed, the cold light flickered, a sword sealed the throat, and with the throat of the third armor soldier splashed with the blood stain of a foot long, the five people have gone to the third.

The water break is the oldest of the five, but it is also the most unfathomable. When the remaining two armorers rushed not far away, Broken Water only left an incomplete afterimage in place, and in the next moment, Broken Water's figure had appeared not far behind the two armorers.

"Puff ......"

A series of blood mist continued to erupt around the body of one of the armor soldiers, and the acupuncture points of his whole body exploded one after another in an instant, which was very miserable.

Jiang Chen saw it in his eyes: "The land of the hundred sects, the nameless building "Shadowless Sword". Jiang Chen had already seen the old man's identity from the sword moves.

The last person is naturally Zhengang, if the five people in front of him are all killed with unparalleled skills and domineering power, then Zhengang is completely different, the sword is fierce and has no skills at all, and the victory or defeat is known when the sword comes out. Breaking ten skills with one force, at least in Jiang Chen's eyes, in the face of absolute power, all skills and intrigues are nonsense. Obviously, Jiang Chen is not the only one who holds this point of view, and the same is true for Zhengang, just look at the last armorer who was smashed into flesh by Zhengang's sword under his feet, his body was shattered, and his dismemberment was much more complete than that of the dragon.

It seems that a long time has passed, but in fact, everything just happens between breaths, and Jiang Chen can be regarded as having a simple understanding of the strength of the six sword slaves. In all fairness, the strength of the six sword slaves is not the strongest, Zhengang and Broken Water are only in the Wugong Realm, and the chaotic gods have a first glimpse of the Wugong Realm, and the peak of the Wuhou is the peak, and the soul is much worse, but he has just entered the Wuhou. Even if they fight alone, even if they are really strong, the water is broken, and the chaos god may not be able to defeat Jiang Chen's opponent, but the six of them together are different, the six of them have been honed into an extremely accurate killing machine, everyone knows what to do and how to do it, the division of labor is clear, and they cooperate with each other, so if this is the enemy, it is very terrifying. At least Jiang Chen thinks that it is not easy for him to defeat the six sword slaves and join forces, at most he is only sixty percent sure, and the remaining forty percent are all gone, as for the six sword slaves to keep Jiang Chen, it is absolutely impossible.