Cheng Ling shuttled among the monks, and he didn't know how many dead souls had been added under the sword. Most of the tens of thousands of monks who entered the Danwang Valley gathered here, and now most of them have been killed by him.

When the monks saw his terrifying eyes, they were finally frightened, and they scattered and fled, regardless of the same family. Cheng Ling specially looked for the monks who gathered together to kill, and then gathered together to find death! Only the monks of the Murong family, the Ethereal Snow Sect, and the Dugu family, hundreds of people gathered together and slowly retreated towards the river.

Cheng Ling didn't care at all, the monks in front of him scattered and fled, and naturally his eyes swept to the crowd where the monks gathered the most, it was the three parties, a battle, they were basically not injured, and the three major forces combined, there were at least more than five hundred people.

His eyes flashed, and he stepped out, rushing in front of them in less than a few breaths.

Murong Qing, Traceless Gongzi, and Dugu Jian suddenly changed color, and said loudly: "Cheng Ling, you dare!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as the dragon yin sword swung, dozens of fierce sword qi slashed and killed more than a dozen monks in an instant.

The three of them were furious, and Murong Qing took the lead and said: "Up, I don't believe that with our three major forces, we can't take just one Cheng Ling!"

Traceless Gongzi and Dugu Jian were also provoked into real anger, their pride cannot be blasphemed, a disciple of a second-rate force, drove them like lost dogs, it was really unbearable!

Boom!

Dugu Jian sacrificed the long sword hanging on his back and killed Cheng Ling.

The Traceless Son's hands connected the dots, released the spell in the air, and killed Cheng Ling!

Yun Jingwen, Dugu Feiyan, and Murong Qianxue rushed up and restrained them from a distance. The six young masters, full of combat power, vowed to kill Cheng Ling here.

Cheng Ling's heart moved slightly, and she felt that the blood in her body was boiling. This kind of battle is interesting, and you can see where your limits are!

It's just that the six of them made a move, and the power was so great that they couldn't find a gap at all, and there were hundreds of disciples of the three major forces, who also attacked him on the side, forming a certain obstacle to him.

frowned, such a situation is not optimistic, the stalemate continues, and the consumption is too great. The Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique has a time limit, and he has suffered some injuries from the previous battle with Jiao Shao. Thinking of this, his body style changed, and he no longer fought with the six people, but started a fight.

Since the six of them are too strong to kill in a short period of time, then find your fellow disciples. Fifty percent of the spatial artistic conception was exerted to the limit, and Xuankong stepped out, leaving only afterimages, and the attacks of the six people could not capture his trajectory at all.

But Cheng Ling was in the group of monks, constantly killing their disciples. Every few breaths, a disciple died at his hands. Although the cultivation of these disciples is all in the consummation of the body, it is a pity that the combat power is still much worse than their chief.

What's more, in the face of Cheng Ling, who used the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique, his speed, attack power, and explosive power were many times stronger, and even the three chiefs couldn't capture his figure, and they didn't know what to do, and they didn't even know what to do.

Time passed slowly, and more than 500 disciples, suspended above the river, fell into the river one by one like dumplings. Murong Qing, Traceless Gongzi, and Dugu Jian, the three of them had a chill down their spines, such a terrifying body, such a killing speed, in less than half an hour, these senior brothers they brought. All of them will die at the hands of Cheng Ling.

Dugu Jian shouted angrily: "Cheng Ling, you have the ability to duel with us, just killing them, what is it, don't you ask yourself if you are not our opponent?"

The Traceless Boy helped on the side and said, "Yes, now we can't help you, but don't forget, the Danwang Valley will be closed soon, and after you go out, it will be your death!"

Murong Qing shouted angrily: "You have the ability to fight with Young Master Ben, do you only know how to hide! Waste, after this son goes out, he will definitely raze the Famous Sword Academy to the ground!"

Coercion, scolding, coercion, and so on.

Cheng Ling ignored it, as Evil Wind guessed, his purpose was to do his best to kill the living forces of the major forces. The Phaseless Sword Sect started too late, and there was a huge gap between it and the nine major forces, and it was a fool's dream to catch up.

Another point is that among the nine major forces, the three major sects of the Zhao family, the Shura Sword Sect, and the Fengyan Sect have not made a move themselves, and they still retain extremely strong strength. As long as the remaining major forces go downhill, the balance between these major forces will inevitably be upset.

At that time, the Phaseless Sword Sect will be able to seize a chance for development in the cracks!

The killing continues, and these more than 500 monks can be said to be the essence of the three major forces, and it is not easy to kill them all. Moreover, Murong Qing and the others would not let him kill easily, and kept intercepting them.

After another quarter of an hour, less than half of the monks remained. However, in this way, it would be more difficult for Cheng Ling to kill these monks again. The number of people is smaller, and it is easier for Murong Qing and the others to protect.

Cheng Ling silently calculated the time, from launching the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique, to now, it was almost an hour. With his keen soul sense, he knew that the closing time of Danwang Valley was definitely earlier than the time when he stopped the Heavenly Demon Sacrifice Technique, and it was about time to have a cup of tea.

During this time, it was the last chance to save his life, and the place where he hoped to teleport out was not a gathering place for the disciples of the great forces.

But now, because the number of monks has decreased, Murong Qing and Traceless Gongzi have gradually figured out Cheng Ling's fighting style.

Murong Qing's eyes flashed, and he said: "Traceless Prince, go to the east to copy, Brother Dugu, you guard the north, Qianxue, you guard the west, Fairy Jingwen, go to the south to wait, Feiyan girl, you intercept below!"

With his instructions, several people came to the corresponding directions, Murong Qing jumped up, came to the top, and the six people occupied six directions, and gradually approached Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling sneered in his heart, playing the formation path with himself, but there are still some doorways, the six prescription positions are indeed covered by them, and his moving area is gradually decreasing. But in this way, the monks present will not be able to withstand their own attacks!

Thinking of this, he didn't pay attention to the gradual advance of the six, but continued to kill the group of monks.

Lone Jian's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother Murong, if you continue like this, will you let him kill all those disciples?"

Murong Qing gritted his teeth and said, "If you fight for attrition, you have to kill him on the spot." He is using the space body method, we have captured the slightest trace at all, we can only compress and move the space, as long as the six directions are combined, it is his death period, do you have a better way?"

The five of them immediately shut up, and in desperation, they could only endure the pain and watch the monks in their family and sect die one by one in the hands of Cheng Ling, and they pressed again, and the attack they sent out was extremely close to Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling's heart moved, and as soon as his left hand stretched out, a simple long sword came into his hand. The sword body is very long, a few points longer than the dragon sword, and it seems to be a part of his body when held in his hand.

The sword species was first manifested in front of the world.

After a long period of killing,

There are also those dry corpses with extremely strong killing qi and anger qi supplement, and the sword species in the body has finally reached the level of a lower-grade sword weapon, and the first layer of the Flying Sword Technique can already be used.

The pressure brought to him by the six people gradually increased, and time was running out, so he must kill as much as possible before closing.

Murong Qing, Traceless Gongzi, and Dugu Jian were all shocked when they saw him take out another long sword, could it be that he still had the ability to kill the enemy with two swords. After seeing that it was a low-grade sword weapon, their hearts were relieved again, with their current cultivation, the low-grade sword weapon could no longer pose any threat, unless it directly hit the vital point!

It's just that things often go in unexpected directions. I saw Cheng Ling raise the low-grade sword weapon high, muttering in his mouth, and after a while, the two long swords were thrown upward, and the two fingers were connected.

In an instant, the two long swords conjured up thousands of afterimages, like raindrops, and killed the more than 100 monks in the field!

The Dragon Blade was a trick, and he didn't want to show his sword skills in front of them. Therefore, the two long swords were deliberately thrown into the air, causing a chaotic effect, and the remaining sword species, that is, the Dragon Feather Sword, was the fundamental!

The first style of the Flying Sword Technique, the Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty!

White sword light fell from the sky, like a long sword falling straight down, from a dozen at the beginning, to dozens, hundreds, thousands, and even ten thousand!

The hundreds of monks in the field all looked at the sword light in the sky in shock, and they didn't know how to dodge at all!

Snort! Snor......t!

The sound of the long sword and the body kept ringing, and more than a hundred monks fell into the river one by one, just for a moment, there was no one left, only six people were left in the field!

They looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and a chill appeared in their hearts, Murong Qing's voice became hoarse, and he intervened and asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Dugu Jian shook his head blankly, and said categorically: "This can't be a sword technique, there is no sword technique in the world that can achieve the effect of ten thousand swords at once, it must be an extremely strong spell, I didn't expect him to not only have superb swordsmanship, but even spells are so terrifying." ”

The Traceless Son thought for a moment before he said: "Liu Qingyan, do you remember Liu Qingyan? Her Extreme Golden Dao is the effect of ten thousand kinds of blades, it is too strong, could it be that they are passed down by a master, but what kind of spell has such a powerful effect!"

The six people were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Cheng Ling in front of them in disbelief, although they still divided the six positions and trapped him in them, they couldn't help but start to defend themselves, and they didn't dare to take a step forward!

Cheng Ling stretched out his hands, returned the two long swords to his hands, indifferently glanced at the six people in the field, and said coldly: "Today, it depends on the creation you are waiting for!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he came to Dugu Yan's side in an instant, and with a sword in his right hand, he hit the opponent's vital point.

Dugu Yan's long sword rung, blocking his blow, Dugu Jian was shocked, and hurriedly abandoned the northern position to rush to the rescue. Cheng Ling sneered, he just wanted to attract Dugu Jian over, so that the encirclement would reveal a flaw!

With a shake of his body, he gave up Dugu Yan and swept towards Dugu Jian with a sword. Dugu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, just thinking that he had escaped, but suddenly, another long sword appeared behind him in an instant, slashing a sword light, and completely passed through his throat.

"Ho...... Ho ......!"

Dugu Yan's eyes dimmed instantly, flashed a trace of nostalgia for life, and grabbed her throat with both hands, but the blood that spurted out still couldn't be stopped, and after a while, her body became soft, and she slowly fell towards the river!