The silent communication between the two was under Jun Chen's eyes, and the corners of their mouths rose slightly.

In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is futile.

Strength is the criterion for the last laugh.

Wow!

The old man on the left pulled out a soft sword, his eyes were vicious, the soft sword was like a poisonous snake in his hand, and the sound of the sword groaning represented the poisonous snake spitting out letters, hissing and calling non-stop.

The old man on the right is not idle, now it is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Jun Chen's body moved, and in the face of the soft sword that stabbed over, he just raised two fingers and pinched it gently, and suddenly, the offensive was completely resolved at this moment.

The old man on the left was slightly stunned, and wanted to pull it out, but found that it seemed to be caught by iron tongs, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out.

Call!

Here comes the fist.

It was another old man's attack.

Jun Chen moved, his elbow slammed into the soft sword, and then grabbed the opponent's throat with one hand.

Hearing the sound of the fist wind, he threw people at the old man who waved his fist like garbage.

Bang!

Seeing this, the old man on the right hurriedly collected his strength to avoid accidental injury, but it was too sudden, and he could only collect three points of force, and the remaining seven points of force were all hit on his companion.

"Wow!" was smashed again, his throat was choked and thrown as a sandbag, and he was beaten by his companions, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth, and his breath dropped by half.

"How are you?" The old man on the right hurriedly asked, with a little guilt in his eyes.

"You let me try it with a punch!" His voice was a little weak, and if it was in his heyday, he would definitely be deaf to his ears.

At this moment, Jun Chen had already come to the front.

Stacked on top of each other, it just saves a lot of effort.

Jun Chen slapped a palm, and the palm wind whirred, bursting out with unprecedented destructive power, and it seemed to be accompanied by a subtle phoenix roar.

If this palm is on a person, death is inevitable, and it is difficult to say whether the body will be torn apart.

Both of them had pupils shocked.

The old man who was not injured had a fierce look in his eyes, and quickly responded, treating his companion as a meat shield, if he didn't do this, both of them would die!

Now that you're injured and half-dead, keep shining brightly!

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of your family!"

"Bastard, bastard! You vile and shameless villain! You don't have to die well! The injured old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried his best to shout, and the hot palm wind rolled in front of him, hitting his face like a knife.

No way!

If you go on like this, you will die! Will die!

Hate only hates that he has injuries on his body now, and there is no room for reaction.

He could only watch Jun Chen's palm slap on his body.

Puff puff!

Like fireworks, the body of a phoenix palm burst out of the Dao blood mist.

Man, who is already dead and cannot die anymore.

Rao is someone who is used as a meat shield, and the old man who survived is still not very comfortable, and his hands are numb, which is the residual palm power, penetrating into his hands.

"How many shields do you have?" Jun Chen's voice drifted into the old man's ears like a ghost.

At this moment, his pupils dilated, and he hurriedly threw the dead meat shield to the left.

Poof!

One sword, no bones!

Jun Chen stuck Shunlai's soft sword on the ground casually and looked at the other party coldly.

Taking this opportunity, the old man hurriedly retreated, his tense nerves loosened slightly, and he immediately felt pain in his hands.

He looked down at his hands, his eyes full of shock and horror.

The flesh and blood of the rough palm were blurred, as if it had been blown up by dynamite, and the phosphorus and phosphorus white bones inside could be seen.

Jun Chen seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and said: "What if you have a meat shield, damn it, you have to die." ”

"Ho!" As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he suddenly couldn't speak, and then he felt something in his throat blocked.

I saw a red line slowly emerging from my throat, and blood continued to flow out of my mouth and red line.

Bang!

Die!

"Little junior brother, you're a little slow." Lou Zilan spoke softly.

The person who killed the old man was none other than Lou Zilan.

Just when the blood-colored fireworks were released.

Lou Zilan saw that there was a good opportunity, and couldn't help but make a move, and the silk thread connected to the silver needle was as sharp as a knife, quickly cutting through the opponent's throat.

The other party can't detect it, and when death falls to the ground, he doesn't know who did it.

"I was about to break the two of them in a row, didn't I stop when I saw that you made a move, senior sister." Jun Chen shrugged his shoulders, and his opponent was robbed, not annoyed at all.

That is, Lou Zilan made a move, which gave the other party a few more seconds to live.

Otherwise, it would have become a corpse a long time ago, and it would still be able to move.

As soon as the four old men died, the morale of the army was disheartened.

The people of the Killing Hall joined forces with the people of Manhualou to kill all sides, leaving no one behind.

The smell of blood was strong.

The soil was stained dark red with blood.

"How." Jun Chen looked at Shan Feng who came to him, he was asking about the casualties.

Shan Feng spoke, "There are only minor injuries, no one is dead!" ”

The answer from Manhualou was the same.

These are very weak.

It can be said that he was thrown out to die, in order to find out his own combat effectiveness.

Jun Chen nodded slightly expressionlessly, "Keep walking." ”

The crowd continued to march towards the Shanling faction.

......

In the main hall of the Shanling faction.

Hu Zhi was the first, and then he was the elder of the sect and the strong man brought by the helpers.

At this time, a disciple ran in in a panic and almost tripped over the threshold.

Hu Zhi's face sank, "Panicked, what kind of system!" The sky hasn't fallen! ”

The disciple trembled, and hurriedly said, "Sect Master, our people, the whole army has been wiped out.....

Hu Zhi had already expected it, because it was not the elite who was sent out to intercept it, and said lightly: "What about their people." ”

"One...... Not a single one ..... dead," the disciple replied.

"What? Not a single one died?! ”

"Impossible....."

"How long did they hold out?"

"When did the fight start?"

The people seated opened their mouths, and each asked different questions.

The disciple's face was pale, and he didn't know which one to answer first.

"Quiet!" As soon as Hu Zhi spoke, the audience fell silent.

After all, he is the master of the Shanling Sect, and this is his territory.

"Say, how long the battle lasts." Hu Zhi asked.

"It seems to be...... Three minutes......" The disciple raised his head slightly, looked at Hu Zhi, and stretched out three fingers.

Deathly quiet.

There was fire in Hu Zhi's eyes, and his tone was aggravated, "Tell me clearly, how long will it take!" ”

"Three...... Three minutes, less than four minutes......" The disciple gave an accurate number.

Hu Zhi's face was so gloomy that he wanted to eat people, clenched his fists for a long time and didn't speak, "Go out." ”

"Yes." The disciple couldn't wait to run away immediately, it was too much pressure.

"It seems that the person Junchen is looking for is still quite powerful." The old woman said lightly, "However, it's still not enough!" ”