"Master Fang Sheng has also been defeated! This demon is so arrogant! Don't let him continue to be proud! You will kill with me!" Zhong Zhen, the nine-song sword of the Songshan faction, raised his long sword, shouted, and led everyone to kill the ancient legend. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the faint protection of the disciples of Huashan, the ancient legend is already less than 100 miles away from Yanjing City.

"Can't let this crumb enter Yanjing City! Everyone is spicy!" someone in the crowd shouted.

When the ancient legend was fighting, his anger gradually grew, and when he heard someone scolding him, he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted: "The first one to hit you first!"

The eyesight is amazing, and he instantly found the person who spoke, but it was a Taoist of the Taishan faction, and the ancient legend of the chivalrous luck was in his arm, and a cold ice palm hit him directly.

Fang Sheng and Yue Buqun shouted in unison: "Not good!" The two of them each took out their right palms, and they wanted to take the palm of Gu Chuanxia at the same time to save the lives of the Taishan Dao people.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in the air, and a person "ah" let out a long scream, and the front heart was hit by the palm of Fang Sheng and Yue Buqun, and the back was hit by the cold ice palm of the ancient legend, and the three extremely powerful forces struck him back and forth, and when he landed, his meridians were broken, his viscera was shattered, the cold poison entered the body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the blood in his mouth sprayed wildly with ice slag, and then he fell to the ground like a puddle of soft mud.

The last remaining Taishang Elder of the Taishan Sect also died at the hands of Gu Chuanxia.

"Gu Chuanxia, what kind of demon magic did you use!" Yu Qizi indirectly died in his own hands, which was an unbearable stain on Yue Buqun, who was bent on ruling the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Gu Chuanxia was also puzzled, this jade chime not only did not escape, but instead inserted himself at the intersection of the three people's palms, no matter how you look at it, it is not normal. It's clear that someone is taking advantage of the chaos.

It's just that Gu Chuanxia can't care about so much, he is now full of blood, and it makes no difference if he has the life of an elder of the Taishan Sect.

Fang Sheng looked at Gu Chuanxia and said with a solemn face: "Amitabha, you are good, you are good!

Although Gu Chuanxia had already taken it seriously in his heart, he couldn't help but be furious when he heard the words at this moment, and shouted: "I killed half of this person, and the two of you worked together to kill half of him, isn't it too shameless to count it on my account?"

Master Fang Sheng said righteously: "Amitabha, sin, sin. If you hadn't harmed others first, how could there be today's fight? In the final analysis, they all blame you for falling into the devil's path and being in the company of evil spirits. You should repay all the blood debts in this world!"

Gu Chuanxia laughed: "What a dignified old monk with a good face! What a famous and decent man in Kyushu." ”

"In this case, everything is on my account, but what?" Under the vicious fight, the ancient legend of the hero's ferocious attack, suddenly seemed to become a fierce beast, took it in his right hand, grabbed a person, it was the Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen, with his left hand snatched the Jiuqu Changhe Sword that he relied on to become famous, and put his body with his right hand, and then slapped it down, the true qi side, as if the sun was coming, Zhong Zhen's heavenly spirit cover was shattered, and he died.

With a sword in hand, the ancient legend is like a tiger with wings.

Although the Jiuqu Changhe Sword is a broad sword, the sword body is light and thin, and it is considered an outlier among the swords. The material of the sword is better than the Rainbow Sword used by Gu Chuanxia.

Seeing Gu Chuanxia's easy palm, Zhong Zhen, one of the famous Songshan Thirteen Taibao, was killed to death, and the heroes shouted in unison, frightened and angry. The strength of the ancient legend made them all feel the fear to the bone.

After the ancient legend shot Zhong Zhen to death, he shot like a madman, the sword of the nine-song long river flew, the right hand flickered with a fist, and the left hand sword slashed horizontally, the power was unstoppable, but seeing that the avenue was splashed with blood bit by bit, many corpses fell in a hundred miles outside Yanjing City, some of the heads were in different places, and some of them were broken limbs.

At this time, he couldn't care about showing mercy to the old people in Huashan, and he had no time to distinguish the faces of his opponents.

Ying Bailuo, a true disciple of the Huashan faction, also died under the sword of Gu Chuanxia.

The crowd saw Lauderno, and the ancient legend was angry, and his heart was full of demons.

"Lau Deno, give me death!" Yue Buqun, who originally wanted to stop Gu Chuanxia, paused slightly.

Gu Chuanxia had already raised his sword and flew over, and the sword was like thunder.

Lauderno's head was already flying high, and his face was still full of disbelief and horror.

Gradually, more and more people were killed, and the blood dyed the mountains and rivers red. Everything that Gu Chuanxia's eyes saw seemed to turn red, and there was blood flame burning between heaven and earth.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes who came to the periphery of Yanjing City to block the ancient legends have killed people with their own hands nine times out of ten, and they have become famous in the martial arts, after all, they can't just rely on friendship and boasting. Even if he hasn't killed anyone, I've seen a lot of murder and arson. What's more, there are still many people in the cult here, who usually kill people like hemp, and they never take the lives of ordinary people into account.

But such a thrilling battle at this moment is really something I have never seen in my life. There is only one enemy, but he is like a mad tiger, a mad dragon, a ghost, and an evil demon, slashing and killing indiscriminately, charging and striking. It's not organized, and it even seems to have forgotten its purpose.

Many masters stepped forward to fight, but they were all killed by him with faster, fiercer, more ruthless, and more refined moves, and were suppressed by him with the extremely strong and continuous Jiuyang True Qi. The third level of Jiuyang true qi, the quality of its true qi is simply to the point of shocking the world, and there are not many people in the world who can compete with the ancient legends of true qi.

The heroes are not cowardly and afraid of death, but seeing that the enemy is crazy and the martial arts are unstoppable, the sky and the earth are full of flesh and blood, people's heads are rolling, and they only hear the screams of death, but more than half of them have the intention of fleeing, and they all want to leave as soon as possible.

Poof!

Gu Chuanxia's body was broken one after another.

Although he is strong, he is not really able to block ten thousand with one and be invincible. If Yue Buqun, Mo Da, Fang Sheng and other masters hide in the crowd and attack, he will inevitably be injured.

Supporting his body with the Nine Curved Long River Sword, Gu Chuanxia's hair was messy, dyed blood-colored, and slimy on his head, covering his vision.

The heavy wheezing sound was clearly heard by the people around him.

"Everyone, don't be afraid! He's exhausted! He's just a man, not a god, not a demon! If you try hard, he'll die." Someone shouted.

Having said that, as long as Gu Chuanxia dragged his long sword and took a step forward, those who besieged Gu Chuanxia took a step back, step by step, and every step forward was a blood-colored footprint.

Blood mixes with the dirt, forming a mud that emits the stench of blood and triggers the ferocity in people's bodies.

The earth is shaking, this is the demons hidden deep in the ground smelling the rich fragrance of blood and a little unbearable, if it weren't for the fact that this place is close to Yanjing, the place where the dragon veins of the Ming Dynasty gather, there is a natural deterrent, these demons are afraid that they have already come out and run rampant, making the whole scene even more chaotic.

(To be continued.) )