After a stick of incense, Rong Chengjin vaguely guessed the sword path, the remnant front, and gradually gained the upper hand.

Remnant Feng gradually felt that Rong Chengjin's sword momentum was getting worse and worse, and he didn't care about his reputation and prestige at this time, so he hurriedly greeted everyone: "Brothers, big guys go together, deal with the evil demons, don't need the morality of the rivers and lakes, slaughter them, and eliminate the harm for the martial arts!"

Everyone got the order, and the heroes rushed up, drawing their swords and swinging their swords, holding axes and whips, their bodies flashed, and Rong Chengjin surrounded them in the middle.

Rong Chengjin sneered: "Yes! It should have been like this a long time ago, wouldn't it be much easier!"

Seeing that Rong Chengjin was dying, Remnant Feng actually pretended to be idle with a good look of time, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and shouted: "Kill!"

With the cooperation of everyone, after a few moves, a sword net was woven between the two, constantly encroaching on Rong Chengjin's space.

Hu Zuo saw that the sword of the remnant peak was getting faster and faster, Rong Chengjin's body had not yet recovered, his body was floating around, in a dilemma, and his shots were no longer as fierce and agile as they were a few days ago. After a long time, it is inevitable to lose, Hu Yue jumped to his feet in a hurry when he saw this, and he couldn't care about anything at the moment, so he hurriedly pulled out a bamboo cane from his waist, jumped into the battle group, and swept away with his cane.

Seeing his dignified posture, the wind on the head of the cane was groaning, and the connoisseur knew that this old man was called Lao Lao Miqiang, which should not be underestimated, he snorted coldly, leaned to avoid, his body floated, withdrew from Zhangyuan, stood still seven feet in front of his partner, and sneered: "What a beggar Elder Hu, what a chivalrous beggar, you colluded with the demons of Shura Temple to collude and act in embarrassment, and insulted the reputation of the beggar gang for hundreds of years of chivalry, and what you did made your fellow martial arts colleagues despised." From this moment on, for the public enemy of the world's righteous army, people and gods will be punished, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, you can't imagine a trace of peace!"

Rong Chengjin sneered when he heard this, and sneered: "Because you have the face and profess justice, I didn't know that a righteous person still has a black veil like you, and he refuses to show his true face." ”

Remnant Feng said coldly: "What do you know, to deal with a sinister and cunning demon like you, no matter poisoning and assassination, sneak attack and siege, it is all for the sake of martial arts, and there is no need to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes and the rules of martial arts." I don't want to show my true face, it's just to do good deeds without leaving a name!"

Rong Chengjin sneered: "It turns out that you all say that you are heroes who do good deeds and don't want to leave a name, so what do you ask me for the martial arts secrets of the Shura Temple three times and twice? Why are they willing to risk their deaths in order to get the dragon pattern jade sword and the lightning thunderbolt palm on my body? I don't understand, how do they divide the spoils after they take the martial arts secrets of my faction, do they cultivate together, or do they get it from those who are highly skilled?"

A sentence pierced the hearts of Remnant Feng and the others, Remnant Feng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he angrily reprimanded: "Phew! The reason why we are fighting for what you have is to leave a mark on your merits and make a name for yourself, and this is material evidence!"

When Rong Chengjin heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and said: "It turned out that it was to make meritorious contributions and become famous, who are you fooling? Fabricating these contradictory nonsense, even a three-year-old child may not be fooled, and it's shameless that you still say it!"

Seeing that Rong Chengjin was articulate and his words were very harsh, he obviously couldn't say anything about him, so he didn't argue anymore at the moment, sneered, pointed at Hu Yue and said: "The old man just saw from his deceitful body that the light skills he made were the same way as yours, you betrayed the organization, for him to be willing to risk the world's disapproval, and the entire Central Plains martial arts as an enemy, is it to get the martial arts of the Shura Temple from him, aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation if you do this?"

When Hu Yu heard this, he was so angry that he trembled, pointed at the remnant Feng, and said angrily: "You...... You...... Blood-spewed people....... nephew of the Jin family, I ...... You ......"

Rong Chengjin said: "Uncle Hu, don't worry, the thief made a mistake if he wanted to divert discord, the little nephew can trust your old man, and he won't let his treacherous plan not succeed!"

Remnant Feng sneered and said, "What a pair of hypocrites and hypocrisy!"

After a pause, he shouted: "Everyone has an order, and the beggar gang Dazhi divides the rudder Hu Zhuang and is willing to be with the devil, violating the agreement, and killing without mercy!"

Before he could say anything, he unfolded the Seven Absolute Sword Techniques, and led the crowd to attack and kill the two of them.

Hu played the stick method, the feet moved indefinitely, flickering east and west, and the guide hit the north to fight with the seven masters. I only felt that these seven people joined forces, like the waves of the Yangtze River, attacking him wave after wave, and he only had no power to fight back, and he was overwhelmed and tired of coping. Although they were lucky enough to injure two people in a row, they didn't seem to be harmed, and they only felt that the pressure on their bodies was getting heavier and heavier.

After a long time, Hu Yue inevitably couldn't support it, he was annoyed in his heart, and he squinted at a glimpse of the remnant blade's sword shadow, and the cold light was connected, forcing Rong Chengjin to retreat again and again, and his body was bright red, obviously injured.

Hu Zuo was in a panic, and if he was negligent, he was taken advantage of, and the man stood up with both palms and slapped Hu Zuo's chest. A strong force attacked, Hu Yu howled miserably, flew backwards for several feet, fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, life and death unknown.

Rong Chengjin heard Hu Zuo's scream, and couldn't help but worry about Hu Juan's safety, and he had no intention of fighting, so he hurriedly called: "Uncle Hu........"

With a flick of his body, he rushed out towards the place where Hu Yue was.

Remnant Feng had already guessed Rong Chengjin's intentions in his heart, and unfolded the Seven Absolute Sword Technique, blocking Rong Chengjin's way, finding time to resist, one sword was as tight as a sword, tightly entangled.

Rong Chengjin tried several times, but was blocked back. With a gloomy face, he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Remnant Feng sneered: "The old man called Hanako is dead, and it is useless to fight, the old man advises you to hand over the martial arts secrets of the Shura Temple, or you can be spared from dying!"

Rong Chengjin was sad and angry in his heart, and he was extremely angry, and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, if you want to cultivate the sword technique, come and get it!"

Words and words, guide the gods into the void, abandon the original and return to the source, and enter the realm of forgetfulness.

Seeing that his spirit was sluggish, the door in front of him was wide open, it was a good time to make a move, and after listening to it, he sneered: "What a madman who doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, since you are bent on seeking death, then the old man will fulfill you!"

After speaking, the long sword was raised, and a cold light slashed towards Rong Chengjin.

As soon as he got closer, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing on his face, and in an instant, thousands of sharp swords appeared in front of him. The sword came very strangely, as if it appeared out of thin air, the cold light was dotted, the cold air was dense, like the cold electric starlight, like smoke and illusion, faintly obvious. The first fashion is seven feet away, and it only takes a moment to run in front of you. Rao is remnant is experienced in a hundred battles and well-informed, and he didn't know how to crack it for a while, so he hurriedly turned over and jumped out of the distance.

As soon as the figure landed, there were already several screams in his ears, and when he looked closely, he saw Rong Chengjin stabbed out with a sword, and when he stabbed an accomplice, like a broken bucket, blood shot out, fell to the sky, and died in front of him.

Seeing that Rong Chengjin had no expression on his face, his steps were vague, and his body image was a wandering ghost, shuttling and flashing beside everyone.

Rong Chengjin's swordsmanship is weird, relying on the sharpness of the sword, the long sword is pointed directly, and one person is stabbed to death with one sword. While breathing, there were terrible howls from time to time, and all thirteen people were stabbed to death by the sword.

When Remnant Feng saw it, he was extremely shocked in his heart, and said: "Shura swordsmanship, such a vicious martial art!"

He is a famous hero, he does not want to run away from the wilderness, leaving people laughing, he is concentrating at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let the old man understand the power of Shura's swordsmanship again!" After speaking, he raised his sword and rushed towards Rong Chengjin, only to hear a "clanging" sound After the sound of the exchange, the clothes on the remnant Feng's body were torn, and Rong Chengjin poked a few holes in his chest, bleeding nonstop.

Remnant Feng looked down at the cold long sword on his chest, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, good Shura swordsmanship, what a weird swordsmanship......" After speaking, he spewed out a stream of blood arrows, languishing to the ground, and his soul returned to the underworld, and he died in Huangquan.