The killing continued, and there were more and more monks surrounding him, although they were shocked by Cheng Ling's swordsmanship and lethality, if they couldn't kill him here, they would flee from this place and wait for the other party's cultivation to improve, which would be a nightmare for these forces.

Nowadays, there are monks in all directions, as well as disciples and elders of several major forces, and even monks of the Tribulation Period. As long as Cheng Ling is dragged here, and when the monks of the Tribulation Period arrive, it will be his death!

The group of monks emerged wave after wave, and the encirclement group gradually thickened, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the number of monks around Cheng Ling increased to more than 10,000 people. The movement became louder and louder, and many disciples of small forces surrounded them.

Within the five-meter forbidden area, where Cheng Ling's long sword reached, a stubble monk fell. There were many monks rushing towards Cheng Ling from the left and right and from behind. They concealed their breath and suddenly attacked when they came to Cheng Ling's side.

Cheng Ling stood calm and still, but the fingers of his right hand flicked gently, as if plucking the strings. Whether it was the monks on the left or the right or behind them, even if they didn't see it with their own eyes, they could still feel the trajectory and angle of their fluttering.

You can even feel where their attacks are coming from.

The powerful soul sensing power is very obvious to Cheng Ling. The five monks rushed within five meters, their speed increasing suddenly.

Cheng Ling's calm eyes shone with a touch of fierceness, and his right hand grabbed the Dragon Yin Sword like lightning, and the bright light slashed through the sky like a match. The sword light had not disappeared yet, and a cold light appeared on the left and right sides and behind the air, which was the result of the sword light condensing and merging into the sword qi, which was extremely powerful.

A terrifying scene appeared, and the five monks who flew towards it didn't seem to see the cold light, and even more like they took the initiative to meet the cold sword qi of the vital parts.

Poof!poof!poof!poof!poof!

Five voices sounded at the same time, and the five monks flew out upside down in an instant, their eyebrows were broken through a blood hole the thickness of a little finger, blood spurted out like an arrow, and the Yuan Shen was also shattered by the moment of the hole.

In less than a breath, five monks died under Cheng Ling's sword.

In mid-air, the two old men stood suspended in the air, looking at Cheng Ling's swordsmanship in the encirclement, and they were all shocked in their hearts.

"This son must die, with his current cultivation, he can comprehend the realm of the heart sword, where the heart is, where the sword goes. As long as his mind moves, he can kill with one blow, and if he grows up again, no one in the same realm can control him, and he can even kill enemies across the border!"

"Yes, shall we do it now?"

"Wait, there are still many disciples of these forces, so he will take advantage of the chaos to escape!"

Cheng Ling was silent, the long sword in his hand was still harvesting the lives of these monks, completely immersed in the perception of swordsmanship. The third level of the kendo realm, from entering the Yujing City to reach the early stage, killing a large number of dried corpses in the Danwang Valley, and killing many monks, has greatly improved.

Now, in the face of the tens of thousands of monks who surrounded him, he was even more unwilling to give up the rare opportunity, his mind relaxed, and his spiritual power was released to the limit, sensing attacks from all directions and killing the monks who rushed over.

Gradually, the range of the forbidden area around him gradually increased, from five meters, to six meters, seven meters! The seven-meter forbidden area was already twice the size of the Dragon Yin Sword, and the arm plus the long sword, three meters thought that it was the basic control range of the swordsman, and it was extremely rare to reach five meters, and it was absolutely rare to rise to seven meters.

The kendo realm has been raised again, reaching the middle stage of the third layer!

In the face of such a group attack, it is often best to kill with one sword, and if it is not possible to achieve a fatal sword, the subsequent monks will replenish it, and completely provoke the injured monks, making it more difficult to deal with.

And Cheng Ling is often fatal with a sword, killing monks, thousands of monks are killed, and within seven meters it has truly become his forbidden area!

The length of the human arm plus the length of the sword will not exceed two meters, but this also has to calculate the speed of the monk's flying and the sword light and condensed sword qi when the sword is released, etc., in general, the distance of three meters is the domain of the swordsman.

Cheng Ling's superb swordsmanship, coupled with the powerful induction of the soul, and the sharpness of the sword element, made it so that once a monk rushed into the seven-meter forbidden area, he would be immediately killed by the Dragon Yin Sword!

In the case of group battles, it is not conducive to the recovery of the sword qi of the swordsman, so it is best not to use the killing move without using it, because the killing move often consumes a lot of sword energy.

In the case of not using killing moves, the mastery of swordsmanship becomes extremely important, and the importance of various reactions, fighting experience, etc., will also be magnified, and how to maximize the power of swordsmanship with the lowest loss of oneself has become a key point.

After many kills, Cheng Ling's kendo realm has improved again, and the forbidden area formed has increased significantly, and in this area, unless the speed exceeds the limit of what can be captured, he will intercept and kill.

The monks who besieged Cheng Ling were very depressed, and if the other party killed them with absolute strength, they would only be unwilling. But now, the other party didn't give him any chance at all, and a sword stabbed at random, and he died inexplicably.

The dim pupils imprinted the figures of their companions, who, like themselves, fell down one by one, and the wounds were all fatal.

The battle continued, and soon the time of a stick of incense passed. The two old men suspended in the air had gloomy faces, they had already overestimated Cheng Ling's combat power as much as possible, and they didn't expect that now, the other party's strength was still increasing.

Cheng Ling's swordsmanship is very simple, basically some basic sword styles, there are no powerful sword moves to show, but it is extremely rare to be able to exert such power in the basic sword style, this person must not stay, otherwise it will be a disaster for the nine major forces!

One of the old men said: "I can't let him kill anymore, in just one stick of incense, thousands of monks have already been killed, you strike first or I will come!"

Another old man stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Nangong, please first!"

The old man nodded slightly, just suspended in mid-air, and his momentum suddenly exploded, surrounded by red flames, a trace of it emanated, and the monks under him felt the scorching heat one by one, and they couldn't even breathe normally!

As soon as he stretched out his right hand and put his two fingers together, a fire dragon shot out from his two fingers and killed Cheng Ling!

In fact, Cheng Ling had already sensed the situation above, and the aura of the two old men was strong, at least during the tribulation period. Seeing that the other party didn't make a move easily, he was immersed in the realm of comprehending the sword, and the situation in front of him was by no means conducive to his escape, only by mixing in the group of monks could he have a glimmer of life.

But I didn't expect the other party to be unbearable after all, and took action in person. The divine sense sensed the onrushing fire dragon, and the scorching energy burned even the void with a sneering sound.

Cheng Ling was secretly frightened, and Xuankong stepped out, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and his true body had already rushed into the group of monks in an instant. The monks were in chaos, weapons

Spells were overwhelming. Cheng Ling's figure flashed, and Xuan Ao's footwork moved between square inches to avoid those attacks.

But now, instead of being surrounded by a group of monks, he rushed into the group of monks, and those attacks were dodged by him, and the monks around him were hit by the pond fish!

"Damn, fellow Daoists of Lingyun Pavilion, you can make a move when you see it!"

"My grass, Tsing Yi Lou, don't take the opportunity to retaliate, isn't it just to rob you of a piece of land?"

"Baicaomen, you dare to sneak attack Lao Tzu, you just don't want to live!"

"Alas, the fairies of the Heavenly Immortal Gate, their subordinates are merciful, how can they attack the vital places!"

“......”

The monks screamed and screamed, and for a moment they were in a mess, not knowing how to attack. Cheng Ling secretly said that God helps me, and the figure is disillusioned from time to time, and when it reappears, it has reached the other side of the monk group, and is planning to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Who knew that the old man of the Nangong family had already locked him, his hands were connected, and the spells in his hands were constantly attacking, so he didn't care whether it would harm Chi Yu, these monks of small forces, if they died, they would die, and it would be better to avenge Nangong Hao!

Cheng Ling secretly scolded the other party for his ruthless methods, but in this way, the other party could not form a joint force, several major forces were on top, and they didn't care about the life or death of the disciples of the rest of the forces, and if this continued, internal contradictions would inevitably arise.

The figure flashed, but it didn't greet it, and kept shuttling among the monks, and most of the spells issued by the old man hit those monks!

"Damn, the Nangong family deceives people too much, and they don't care if we live or die!"

"These big power monks are all in their sights, we pursued Cheng Ling, and became their cannon fodder, Lao Tzu quit, let's leave!"

Thousands of monks accused and cursed, but their protesters did not pay attention to it at all. The stronger the spells played by both hands, Cheng Ling's figure flickered, so that the spells fell short one by one, but there were more injured monks, and some were killed on the spot!

The monks could no longer bear it, and in the midst of their screams, they scattered and fled. Cheng Ling was waiting for this opportunity, and Xuankong stepped out, followed by a huge number of monks rushing into the dense forest.

However, he did not let his guard down, the rest of the monks of the Tribulation Period did not see it, and the two Tribulation Periods observed by the Divine Sense before must have locked themselves firmly, and if they wanted to escape from their pursuit, unless they used the Imperial Sword Technique, they would not be able to escape at all with their own abilities.

He could only go deeper and deeper into the dense forest, trying to lure them to secluded corners and then deal with them.

The two old men chased into the dense forest, tracking all the way, and they were shocked in their hearts.

With their cultivation during the tribulation period, they couldn't catch up for a while, what grade was the other party's body style? The shock that Cheng Ling brought to them was too great, such a character must find a way to strangle it, and it must not be let go!

Cheng Ling had already used his body technique to the limit, and he kept replenishing the consumed sword yuan with pills along the way.

If it was just a Raider Monk, he might have planned to fight it. With his own body cultivation and Flying Sword Technique, he didn't believe that he didn't have the power to fight, let alone use the secret method in times of crisis.

But the two of them are not what he can compete with at present, and in desperation, he can only keep shuttling through the dense forest like a lost dog, his divine sense constantly pays attention to the surrounding environment, and he is ready to take the opportunity to get out at every opportunity!