The moment Luo Changfeng's long sword was unsheathed, the tip of the sword turned into a streamer of light and sank into the throat of a man in black on the left.

Immediately, without stopping for even a moment, the tip of the sword left the throat of the man in black, and then slashed again, wiping the neck of the man in black on the right.

Immediately after that, with a twist of the wrist, the tip of the sword was already facing the left side, and it stabbed out again, and the second place on the left, the black-clothed man who was slightly protruding from the queue was stabbed in the throat.

While withdrawing the long sword, it slashed to the right again with the help of inertia, and a red line appeared on the neck of the black-clothed man on the right.

Two shots, exactly the same move, one stab and one cut, it can even be said to be one shot.

The fist sword in the hands of the four black-clothed men had just made a move of lifting up and retracting, and before they even finished the gesture, they were already unclear about the middle sword.

Obviously, their martial arts are much worse than Zhao Mingde, Yu Shihao and others.

At least Zhao Mingde's moves can still be sent, although they are much slower than Luo Changfeng, but they can finally enter the state of making moves.

But these men in black, let alone making moves, can't even finish the preparations for making a force.

After killing four people in a row in an instant, Luo Changfei took two steps back, just avoiding the fist swords stabbed from both sides.

After the weapon was stabbed, it was natural to take it back, but when the man in black withdrew his fist sword, Luo Changfeng's body seemed to be pulled by the fist sword.

The fist and sword stabbed out, he retreated, the fist and sword were withdrawn, and he entered.

Luo Changfeng suddenly took a diagonal step to the left with the retracted fist sword, and naturally, when this step was taken, it was also when the long sword in his hand stabbed out.

"Puff puff ......"

The man in black died five people in an instant, and the originally dense array suddenly had a gap.

Luo Changfeng stepped on dexterous footwork, broke into the gap, and wandered around the black-clothed world, never staying in any place for more than a second.

And as he swam away, the men in black kept falling to the ground with swords.

Ten steps to kill a person?

No, Luo Changfeng killed one person in one step.

Every step he took was just right, and there must be one or two people in the attack range of his long sword.

Step to the heart, heart to the eye, eye to the hand, hand to the sword.

Luo Changfeng's sword is very fast, but he is not only fast in the sword, the speed of the sword is built on the basis of fast eyes, fast hands, fast steps and fast bodies.

The cooperation of every inch of muscles and bones in the whole body and all the mind supported Luo Changfeng's hand, a fast sword that kills people like mustard.

After Luo Changfeng killed more than a dozen people in a row, the teenagers of the Iron Blood Youth League finally reacted, and the blood all over their bodies was instantly ignited.

"Brothers, kill it......" Chen Pi pulled out a single knife behind his back, shouted angrily, and took the lead in rushing towards the black-clothed man besieging Luo Changfeng.

"Kill ......"

When the teenagers saw that Luo Changfeng killed the man in black like a chicken, the fear of the man in black was suddenly swept away, and they rushed forward with red eyes and a hideous howl.

The man in black has been killed by Luo Changfeng to the point of being a little frightened, this guy's body and footwork are not so fast that they can't be caught at all.

But every step he took seemed to have been accurately calculated, and he just landed in a position that made them extremely uncomfortable.

His fist sword is too short to attack him, but his sword can pierce their throats with great accuracy, the most important thing, this kid's sword is too fast, there is no way to prevent it!

Someone found that Luo Changfeng focused on the side of his throat and neck, so he put the focus of defense on his neck.

Who knows, this kid likes to attack the side of the throat and neck, but not only the side of the throat, when they focus on the throat, but the heart and abdomen are inevitably swords.

The key point of a person is not only the throat, the sword in the heart and mouth is also difficult to escape death, although the sword in the abdomen will not die immediately, but it is also powerless to fight again.

At this time, seeing that the teenagers of the Iron Blood Youth League rushed up, the black-clothed people who surrounded Luo Changfeng changed their targets in unison with a very tacit understanding, and instead rushed towards the teenagers, they no longer paid attention to Luo Changfeng, and ran clean all at once.

“......”

Turning his head and looking around, looking at the empty body, Luo Changfeng was speechless.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang"

Suddenly, there was a sound of iron grinding behind him, Luo Changfeng's eyes stared, and Huo Ran looked back.

But he saw that the shield wall more than ten zhang away suddenly scattered, divided into a black-clothed man with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, forming a small shield formation and rushing towards him.

After the shield wall disappeared, the one that had been hidden behind the shield wall before, the ironclad car with a hideous and strange shape and a shining metallic luster was revealed.

On the left side of the ironclad car, there is a middle-aged man wearing a flag man and horse coat, looking to be in his forties, and on the right is a monk wearing a monk robe from the Western Regions.

Behind them, there were dozens of black-clothed men armed with long-handled knives and masked faces in black.

Luo Changfeng's heart is down, the eight-armed Arhat, the demon monk of the Western Regions, and the poisonous man Ma Ning'er.

Facing the black-clothed man with both hands and swords, Luo Changfeng dared to step forward to engage in battle, because because they held blades in both hands, and their defense was relatively weak.

But for these black-clothed people with shields in his hands, Luo Changfeng didn't dare to rush forward, his situation can be described as high offense, high sensitivity and low defense, and what he is most afraid of is this kind of high-defense opponent.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng did not hesitate at all, turned around and ran back.

Chen Jinnan over there was still in the mood to comment, "It is very good to know the current affairs, know the advance and retreat, and have self-knowledge." ”

After speaking, he said to the young man behind him, "Give me the sword." ”

Zhang Pu reversed the giant sword in his hand and stretched out the hilt in front of Chen Jinnan.

Chen Jinnan drew his sword out of its sheath and jumped up, as if turning into an off-string arrow, and rushed straight towards the small shield array formed by those black-clothed people.

"Changfeng, I will break his shield array, and you will clear the shield hand with the division. ”

Hearing Chen Jinnan's words, Luo Changfeng paused, turned around again, and shouted at Chen Jinnan's figure: "Master, there are many mechanisms on the ironclad car, so you must not approach rashly, let alone jump into the car." ”

"Got it. Chen Jinnan replied, and it was already in front of the shield array.

Seeing Chen Jinnan coming over, the seven small shield arrays immediately gathered together to form a large shield array, intending to find an opportunity to include Chen Jinnan in the array and catch turtles in an urn.

It's a pity that they never dreamed that in Chen Jinnan's hands, there would be such a divine weapon as the giant sword made of Xuantie.

Luo Changfeng looked at the eight-armed Arhat and the demon monk of the Western Regions next to the ironclad car, as well as the dozens of big swordsmen behind them, his eyes flashed slightly, and he turned around and jumped to the side of a young man.

With a sword in his hand, he stabbed to death the man in black who was fighting with the young man, and then grabbed the young man and said: "You immediately go to the temporary residence to find Zhu Xiaoqian, and tell her that the secret weapon of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin is needed here, just say that this is what my master said, and follow her if you come." ”

The young man was stunned, then nodded and said, "Understood." ”

The young man turned around and avoided the battlefield and ran towards his temporary residence, and Luo Changfeng turned around and rushed to the shield array.

Chen Jinnan, who jumped into the sky above the shield array, held the sword in both hands, raised it high, and slashed down with the momentum of splitting Huashan, "Open it for me." ”

"Qiang"

The half-inch-thick iron shield was no different from the wooden one in front of Chen Jinnan, and the sparks flew everywhere, and it was directly split by a sword.

Chen Jinnan fell into the formation, and the long sword in his hand slashed continuously, and the shield array was suddenly cut to pieces.