Looking at Zuo Lengchan, who was firmly guarding the gate, Xu Yang's mind was quickly calculating.

Escape, it must be no fun, no matter how lucky he is, Zuo Lengchan will be a little sparse at this critical moment, and he will underestimate the enemy for a while, and really let himself escape, then all the efforts he made in the Huashan faction before will be wiped out in an instant, and he will return to the situation of being poor and white.

That's just too much to pay.

At that time, as a remnant disciple of the Huashan faction, even if Xu Yang can escape by luck, he will have to work hard for the rise of the Huashan faction for the rest of his life, and worship other sects, and there will be no reason for people to accept you.

This will undoubtedly make his road to heaven again uncertain.

This choice is certainly unacceptable.

Faced with such a predicament, Xu Yang felt that the answer had become simpler.

The sword, already in hand.

All the screams and noise in the hall have been left behind, and at this moment, in Xu Yang's eyes, there are only more than twenty masked masters who are killing and killing.

said that it is a master, but it is just a general term on the rivers and lakes.

There is no difference between a master and a master.

Dongfang is undefeated and is certainly a master, and Tian Boguang and Yu Canghai are also masters.

Among these more than 20 people, there are naturally first-class masters of the grade of the Thirteen Taibao, and there will also be some second-rate masters who are just used to fill up in Xu Yang's eyes.

Of course, in the rivers and lakes, these second-rate masters, if they pull out any of them, they can also be intimidating, but in the eyes of Xu Yang now, so-called masters such as Tian Boguang have long been unable to be their own swords.

That's it!

As for the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, there are naturally high and low levels between them.

The few people with the highest martial arts have all died under Xu Yang, although some of them used some means, but the ones who remained, except for a few, the others belonged to the weaker kind of first-class masters.

It stands to reason that these masters who killed the Golden Dao Gate today, except for Zuo Lengchan, are not to be afraid.

However, there are too many of them.

The so-called too many ants can bite an elephant to death, they are not ants, and Xu Yang will not be an elephant.

It can be said that it is a confrontation between a fierce tiger and more than 20 hungry wolves.

But don't forget, behind the hungry wolf, there is also a male lion who is watching all this indifferently.

Because it was calculated this time, Xu Yang didn't have enough time to arrange too many means before the Songshan faction.

So, tonight must be a duel of strengths.

In that case, let's go for it.

Xu Yang relaxed his mentality, at this time, no one can be relied on, the only thing he can rely on is the long sword in his hand.

With a strange tremor on the tip of the sword, it stabbed at the nearest masked man.

Xu Yang could see that he was a master, even among the more than 20 masked people, he could definitely rank in the top ten.

It's just right to bring the sacrificial flag!

The masked man had just chopped down two middle-aged men dressed as gentry, and to be honest, with his status, doing such a thing was simply a knife to kill chickens, but he had to do it.

Senior Brother Zuo's order, no one in the Songshan faction has ever dared to disobey it.

said that he was murderous, even if Senior Brother Zuo asked him to commit suicide immediately, he would not hesitate for a moment.

Because he knew that since Senior Brother Zuo had given this order, he must have his reasons.

Trust is based on strength and victory after victory.

Even though the last two operations had unfortunately failed, he still felt that Senior Brother Zuo's arrangement was correct, but he might not have been lucky.

Therefore, even if Senior Brother Zuo's order this time was to kill these unarmed people, he didn't think there was anything wrong, he was just a little angry.

However, when he found out that there was a disciple of the Huashan Sect who actually dared to swing a sword at him, he laughed instead.

It's rare, a bloody Huashan disciple, then I will fulfill you and send you back to the West!

It's just that the young man is courageous, but his martial arts are obviously not good, look at this sword, it is crooked and has no strength.

Or to step forward with this sword, which had exhausted all his courage.

As soon as the masked man drew his sword, he wanted to swing away the long sword stabbed by the Huashan disciple.

However, his sword fell short.

His heart, along with the sword, fell empty.

He knew he was wrong.

Couldn't be more wrong.

Deadly wrong!

Then, watching the opponent's seemingly crooked and weak sword, it drew a strange angle, as if it had broken the boundary of time and space, and had inexplicably appeared on his neck.

"You!" Before the sound fell, he felt the strength of his whole body be instantly drained, like blood gushing from his neck, never to return.

Zuo Lengchan saw this scene, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

He never thought that Bu Shen would be defeated in one move, and the person who killed him turned out to be just a young disciple of the Huashan Sect with no name.

What a means.

It seems that Yue Buqun's dormant years are not useless, but he has cultivated a lot of talents.

Before Zuo Lengzen could turn around, he saw that the disciple of the Huashan Sect who he had never seen before had already killed three people with a sword in an instant.

None of these three people are not masters, and they are also masters among masters.

Zuo Lengchan suddenly realized, no wonder the previous fifteen Songshan masters actually fell quietly on the Jade Girl Peak, it seems that this person must have made a move.

Not to mention him, even Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong, who were not far away, were also dumbfounded.

Ning Zhong had seen Lin Pingzhi's method of forcing Zhong Zhen to death, but at that time, he didn't seem to have such a strong murderous aura, nor did he have such a decisive sword move.

And at this moment, he is like a killing god!

Could it be that when Jade Girl Peak was there, this little apprentice still kept his hand?

Isn't it scary?

Wang Yuanba was relieved on the one hand, but worried on the other, of course he could see that those masked people were not vulgar, but there were traces of the Songshan faction's martial arts in their moves, so his grandson could stab three masked masters to death with three swords, which can be said to be joyful and worried.

Happily, there are successors to the son-in-law's family, and the grandson will definitely be able to glorify the lintel of the Lin family.

The worry is that the situation is difficult to control now, the higher the martial arts, the easier it is to be besieged by those masked masters, even if Ping Zhi is covered in iron, it is difficult to deal with so many masters.

Sure enough, the rest of the masters were aware of this young swordsman in white clothes, they had never seen such sharp swordsmanship, let alone a person who killed a master like a mustard.

Even if the leader of the Left Alliance does it himself, he can't kill one person in one step, right?

Later, they put the thought behind them.

No matter how high the martial arts are, at his age, it is nothing more than having a talent in the way of the sword, and the internal strength must be insufficient, even if it is consumed, so many masters will consume you to death.

These masked men all stopped their pursuit and faintly surrounded Xu Yang from all directions.

Xu Yang didn't mind, since he had made up his mind, then only by killing these people in front of him could he have a glimmer of life.

Don't forget, there is also a Zuo Lengzen watching from the side.

With his martial arts, if he hadn't seen the opportunity, it would have been impossible to make a move at will.

Even if he is covered with his face, he is still the cold and lonely leader of the left alliance.

There are probably less than ten people in the world who can be worthy of his shot.

I entered his vision today, I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky?

Xu Yang thought about his thoughts and took the fourth step.

No matter what kind of ghost is in front of you, it's just a sword.

There was a sound of wind coming from behind him.

Xu Yang didn't mind, since he was standing in this killing field, he would definitely be besieged.

You come as you come, and I will go with only one sword.

Swinging a sword at random behind him, he didn't look at it, and continued to step forward.

With the sound of his footsteps, the fourth master clutched his neck and fell in a pool of blood.

Four steps, four swords, four lives.

The fact that such an amazing killing would appear in the here and now was something that no one had ever imagined beforehand.

In the fifth step, the masked man in front of Xu Yang trembled a little.

The whip had been drawn, and that was not his intention, but a habit he had developed over the years of fighting.

No matter how strong the enemy is, he must take this whip to get within three steps of himself.

It's become an instinct.

However, Xu Yang did not answer.

The step he took seemingly casually was already within two steps of Deng Bagong's close approach, and the length of his arm and the sword in his hand was enough to threaten his life.

So Xu Yang took out his sword, ignoring the long whip that came behind him, and the whistling sound that came out.

Like a poisonous snake spitting letters, the long whip swept in the wind, but suddenly, the sound of the poisonous snake suddenly stopped, and the long whip shaped like white bones had lost its previous power, and fell softly on the ground, like a dead snake with seven inches broken.

Because its owner, at the moment, has fallen.

Five steps, five swords, five lives.

Zuo Lengchan was terrified, the swordsmanship of this white-clothed young man made him feel a sense of powerlessness from the depths of his heart.

It's not a crisis, it's not fear, it's just powerlessness.

It was like the feeling he had when he first entered the sect many years ago, and watched his mentor being killed by the Demon Sect Elder.

There is no need to stop it, because it can't be stopped at all.

After escaping death, he became angry, and the feeling of powerlessness made him feel ashamed.

Years later, he finally killed the Demon Sect elder with his own hands and avenged his mentor.

He finally got rid of the shame that had haunted him for half his life, and no one ever made him feel powerless again.

It's just that at that time, Zuo Lengchan was just a nameless disciple, just as young as the young man in white today, he had a bright future and great potential.

Therefore, he didn't take that feeling of powerlessness to heart at all, because he knew that one day, he would eventually break through to a peak, and the Demon Sect master who made him feel powerless was bound to fall at his feet and become a stepping stone for him to climb the peak of his life.

But he never thought that this slightly rusty, shameful sense of powerlessness would actually befall him for the second time in this life.

The object is a teenager who is far younger than him back then.

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How can it be!?