In the field, the sword light flickered, the figures swayed, and seven figures gathered in front of the temple gate.

The way of a killer lies in assassination!

If the assassination attempt fails, most will immediately flee and look for another opportunity.

But this Netherworld Seven Sword Envoy was not like this, but chose to show up and attack!

This shows that they are very confident in their own strength, so confident that even the assassination just now was done at will.

Outside the temple, heavy rain poured, lightning and thunder, seven figures of different heights and different costumes stood in front of the door. The only thing they have in common is that each of them is armed with a knife!

The knives are not the same, there are long knives, short knives, mandarin duck knives, and simple knives!

Their original nicknames on the rivers and lakes are also different, because their sword skills are not one in the first place.

There are Horror Knife, Five Tiger Broken Door Knife, Wind Chasing Knife, Bafang Tibetan Knife, and Absolute Knife!

But there's one thing they all share!

That's murderous!

Extremely murderous!

Under this common murderous aura, seven people with different exercises and different sword techniques turned out to be one, and an invisible murderous aura permeated the entire dilapidated mountain god temple.

In the small temple here, even the muffled thunder and lightning on the horizon have to give way!

"Battle Formation!"

Yang Tianshi's eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and he spit out these two words word by word from his mouth.

There is one thing in this world that can make the weak threaten the strong, and that is the method of battle formation!

The origin of the method of battle formation is no longer traceable, but in order to form a battle array, it must be consistent in the exercises, have the same mind, and cooperate with each other for many years to exert its power.

Therefore, the law of battle formations has always been the private property of the military and various major factions.

But the seven people outside the temple gate violated this law, in Yang Tianshi's senses, the breath of the seven people was connected to each other, like one person, this situation can only be achieved by the method of battle formation.

"How is that possible?"

"How could it be?"

The middle-aged scribe, that is, the Soul Sword, Xiao Bai looked proud.

"Our sect master's martial arts cultivation is unparalleled in the world, so what's so strange about modifying the method of the battle formation!"

"Hmph! It's just a rat with a hidden head and a tail!"

Yang Tianshi sneered and said disdainfully.

"Huh...... , the bird's ambition to know the bird!"

Xiao Bai was not angry, he just shook his head, stepped on his feet, leaned forward, and the boundless murderous aura instantly enveloped everyone present.

"Won't Your Excellency come out?"

Chen Ziang's voice interrupted Xiao Bai's next movements, and with a roll of his eyes, he saw a man in a dark green robe quietly appearing behind the wall that had just been broken.

The rain was pouring down, and this man's clothes were kept dry!

If it's not that this person always pays attention to his appearance, or he is very confident in his own strength, he even wastes his true qi to protect his clothes at this time!

"Good ears!"

The man was handsome and slender, holding a delicate long sword in one hand, and was looking at Chen Ziang in surprise.

"It's not that your ears are good, but that the pollen smell on your body is too strong!"

Chen Ziang said lightly.

"Haha...... , It seems that he was in a hurry to come out of the fragrance courtyard, and he forgot to change his clothes. But your Excellency can sense me in the midst of this heavy rain, and it is extraordinary!"

The man was in a condescending posture, not at all panicked when he was discovered.

"Who are you?"

This man can really pretend to be ......

Chen Ziang said impatiently: "I don't kill unknown people under my sword!"

Dude will also pretend to be ......

"Huh...... , missed the plane in the lower Su!"

"Little Sword Saint Su missed the plane?"

"I dare not deserve the title of Sword Master!"

Su Zhuoji arched his hand slightly, but the smile on his face did not mean that he dared not take it seriously.

"Isn't Su Gongzi a person who has always been chivalrous to himself, how did he get mixed up with the people from Hell Gate today?"

Yang Tianshi's face was gloomy, and the spear in his hand was even tighter.

"I'm different from them! they're here to kill, but I'm here to save people!"

"Then it seems that our purpose is the same, why don't you help us kill them first?"

Su Zhuoji looked at Yang Tianshi with a smile.

"Does Senno-sama look at me like a fool?"

"I look like it!"

Chen Ziang snorted coldly, and a sword light had already cut through the rain curtain, drawing a long line in the void and pointing at the opponent's throat.

Twenty-four sword styles in the world - a stinging sword!

Lao Tzu hates people who can pretend to be more than me, especially a little white face!

"Zheng ......"

The sword that killed Liu Aosong with one blow stopped in front of Su Zhuoji's throat.

A long sword with a glittering light resisted the tip of the sword, and the two of them flew backwards at great speed under the strong push, and the smooth sword spine reflected Chen Ziang's belattering face.

The cold eyes were slightly misty, and the true qi urged, the long sword in his hand shook, and the continuous sword qi shot out, instantly enveloping the big points around the opponent's body.

Su Zhuoji's face at this time no longer had the casualness he had when he came, he was concentrating, the long sword in his hand circled, the soft qi dissolved the sword qi, his body shook slightly, and he had already pointed at the attacking sword light.

Chen Ziang's body is like electricity, Lixia, Xiaoman, Mangzhong, Summer Solstice, Xiaoxia, and Da Xia are waved out one after another, and the surging vitality of summer life is fully displayed, and there is a radiant sword light within a radius of ten meters.

A steel long sword flickered in the sword light, and the sword light dissipated wherever the long sword came.

Su Zhuoji actually seemed to have a pair of discerning eyes that saw through everything, and his moves directly hit the weakness of Chen Ziang's sword moves.

It deserves to be called a little sword master!

Chen Ziang sighed secretly in his heart, he had also heard of this person, this Su Zhaoji was not very old, but he was known as one of the most promising innate masters in the past ten years.

But seeing through doesn't mean you can break it! Martial arts aren't just about moves!

The breaking of his swordsmanship did not make Chen Ziang change color, and the interruption of his sword moves also made him realize his shortcomings.

The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter symbolize the rise and fall of all things in the world, and the 24 solar terms are the specific transformation process.

Sun En's understanding of swordsmanship and Chen Ziang's feelings about all things in the world gradually merged.

The cold wind is blowing, everything is dead, and winter is coming.

Su Aoji's eyes lit up, and after fighting for a long time, he finally saw through the change of the opponent's moves, and a long sword stabbed out of his body, skillfully breaking the sword light in front of him, and pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

"Zheng ......"

As soon as his chest was cold, Su Zhuoji froze in place, looking down at his chest in disbelief, and a stream of blood was flowing out of his heart.

"This can't be?"

His head turned slightly, and his eyes were full of despair and doubt.

"It's nothing impossible, I've just kept a little bit of strength! Your swordsmanship is indeed better than mine, and you can even be said to be the best swordsman I've ever seen, but your speed and strength are not as good as mine!"

Chen Ziang sighed slightly, he was not wrong, the other party's swordsmanship was indeed much stronger than him!

But he has a golden bell jar at the pinnacle of body refining, and he has the bonus of wind and thunder, and his simple strength and speed can be compared even by a congenital person.

"Bang ......"

Su fell to the ground on his back, his clothes wet.

In the temple, the Seven Swords of the Netherworld couldn't help but feel even happier when they saw Chen Ziang and Su Zhuoji, the two most dangerous masters leaving.

"Do it!"

In the midst of the cheers, the Horror Knife had already been unsheathed and swooped straight at Yang Tianshi, the strength of the seven people fused into one, and the fierce and domineering true qi instantly surged on his blade, making Xiao Bai confident that he could smash everything in front of him!

"When the ......"

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded in my ears, and the strings burst out, like thousands of horses galloping and killing!

The aura of the seven people fused into one suddenly became chaotic, and Xiao Bai's face turned pale.

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