Chapter 107: Songhe Villa (5)

The sudden blessing of the spirit made the evil slashing blade clear at the same time, and the light on the blade body suddenly rose. The eighteen earth maps engraved on both sides of the blade, Peng Hui shone with a trace of golden light, jumping up like a resurrection.

The vivid phantom of the eighteen earth maps is constantly rotating around the blade. The light of Aomori Mori carried by the virtual shadow, under the square lights of Songhe Villa, exudes a cold, Xun Can. The temperature around him, in the moment when the phantom flickered, suddenly dropped by several degrees, and the chill was overwhelming.

In the illusory maze, the evil blade was mysteriously divided into two, divided into left and right, and slashed down from top to bottom, slashing out two psychedelic and real knives.

Of course, it wasn't that the Evil Slash Blade was split in two, but that this strange force acted on the Evil Slashing Blade, causing the speed of the Slashing Blade to suddenly triple its speed.

Yes, this is the sixth form of the Heavenly Sword Thirteen Slashes, "Heavenly Pupil Double Appearance". Like the eyes of a fairy, they appear in the blink of an eye, but what appears is not gentleness, but a sign of death, the light of a spirit.

At this time, there was no space for the ghost to dodge, and the two evil blades that appeared in an instant were like ghosts haunted by ghosts, and there was no way to dodge and no way to dodge. With a sharp slash of teeth and eyes, he drank like thunder, and with a sharp slash of the double-edged shovel in his right hand, he flew away, forming a half-arc, with a whistling and cold light, like a crescent moon in the night, spinning out from back to front.

This is not that the ghost Li Zhao is out of strength and comes out of his hands, but a hidden weapon technique, called a spinning dart, but when it is usually used, it is a money dart, but now it has become a double-edged shovel.

At the moment when the double-edged shovel took off his hand, the ghost head was lowered, his eyes turned up, his palms were closed and divided, divided and turned, and the wind rushed into the nine palms, and the palms slammed into Wang Heng's chest. Now the ghost does not seek to save his life, but only to hurt the enemy, and wants to get some money back before he dies.

In an instant, the two figures collided violently and became a mess. The bright sword light, the misty palm shadow, the whistling strange roar, and the reverberating strong wind gathered and divided, divided and collapsed, bringing out the fluffy blood spots, pieces of minced meat, scattered and flying.

The ghost's body was slashed by the two slashes of the evil blade, and with a "bang", it was divided into four, and the stump limbs, broken arms, and the upper body with an angry round head flew away.

And the ghost's double-edged shovel was thrown with a desperate throw, and a bloody wound half an inch deep and about five centimeters long was cut on Wang Heng's right shoulder.

At this time, on the square of Songhe Villa, the figures were sweeping, the wolves were running, and the disciples of Tianlongtang were chasing and killing the Ghost Head Gang, and the Ghost Head Gang was also fighting for their lives.

A white-clothed Tianlong Hall disciple had just pulled out his long sword from the back of a ghost head gang member when his left arm was cut off by a ghost head machete next to him. And after the ghost head knife flashed in an instant, a steel long sword passed through his chest.

The disciples of the two factions are slashing and stabbing with their lives, you give me a sword, I give you a sword, and the emphasis is on exchanging life for life and killing to stop killing.

The rockery creek with gurgling water was full of gurgling blood. The rocks were covered with blood, and the broken hands, crippled legs, and skulls like crushed tomatoes hung on the rockery and scattered on the concrete floor.

The original white cement floor has now turned black and purple, sticky and thick, dripping with human blood.

The original fairyland-like atmosphere of Songhe Villa has now turned into a tragic Yama Hall and a bleak slaughterhouse. Human flesh is so worthless to be thrown everywhere, and blood is so cheap to be waved around. The original fresh life turned into a pile of dead flesh in an instant.

The golden knife was against the two personal guards of the ghost, and the moment the ghost Li Zhao was divided, his eyes were red. A ghost-headed knife in the hand of the tall guard slashed and chopped wildly, and his body rushed into the golden knife without dodging.

At the same time that Song Shan's golden knife split his heart, the ghost head knife also took away the two taels of flesh on Song Shan's left calf.

In an instant, the golden knife Song Shan was furious, and the seven orifices were smoking, his dignified middle-level martial artist, a first-class master who became famous in the rivers and lakes, was actually injured by a high-level hard hand of the Xuanduan, where was the face?

The huge golden knife swung wildly and practiced in strips, and the essence was scattered and shot out in all directions. Shaking his hands, he rushed up and down twenty-three times, and the knives did not leave the opponent's head and chest.

The last ghost guard, although he has the heart to kill the enemy desperately, the gap between strength and cultivation is too big.

Seeing the stormy tide of attack, he closed his eyes helplessly, roared and slashed forward thirteen times. There was no way, it wasn't that he didn't want to use his eyes to find the location of the golden knife, but because of the dense and fierce knife net, he couldn't find it, so he desperately listened to the location and slashed to resist.

Under the surging tide of the golden sword Song Mountain's furious waves, the body of the ghost guard's body rotated with the light of the golden sword. In a single breath, the head and chest were slashed eight times, the knife penetrated into the bone, the blade broke tendons, and the entire upper body was split apart.

And the last incense master of the Ghost Head Gang, when the general trend has gone and he is flustered, was hit by the rotary knife, silver fork knife and fork, left and right, and retreated again and again. One was not careful, and was pierced through the head by the swallow dart of the flying swallow, and died of despair.

Only the ghost head of the Ghost Gang who was fighting with Zhao Zhongyou on the side of the wall saw that things were not good, and he hurriedly made a move to "ghost shadow longing". The palms suddenly waved illusory, and the clouds attacked twenty-one palms in a row, and the palms carried the wind, and the wind swept the cold, like a dark cloud, and the head of the iron gate was covered with a brain.

The iron gate was high, and the iron gate in his hand slammed into the twenty-one palms of the ghost shadow from the bottom up. But what Tiezha Zhao Zhong never expected was that the wild attack of the ghost shadow was not to fight to the death, but to take the opportunity to escape.

In a series of "bangbang" palm gate slamming sounds, the ghost shadow took advantage of the huge momentum of the iron gate, and the figure rose into the air violently, swept obliquely, climbed over the wall, and fled.

As for Zhao Zhong of the Iron Gate, he is quite brave, but he really doesn't dare to compliment his light body kung fu, and he hasn't even had the opportunity to catch up with the ghost shadow and a piece of clothing.

When he returned to the square of Songhe Villa sullenly, a large iron gate smashed the remaining five or six ghost gangs in the square who had no time to escape.

At this point, the raid on the three strongholds of the Ghost Head Gang in H City was all over, and the curtain came to an end with the Tianlong Hall led by Wang Heng winning a complete victory.

Golden Dao Song Shan immediately instructed the disciples in the hall to take care of and bandage the wounded, and he and Zhao Zhong of the iron gate accompanied Wang Heng into the main hall of Songhe Villa.

This is a hall of three or four hundred square meters, in the middle of the hall is placed a circle of leather sofas, in front of the sofa coffee table is full of all kinds of fruits, cigarettes and some wine. It seems that when Tianlongtang didn't kill it, the Ghost Head Gang was holding a meeting here.