Chapter Seventy-One: Martial Arts Conference (5)
In the middle of the battle, the blade was cut off in an instant, which is definitely a terrible thing, and the people who can participate in the siege and killing of Gui Zhong, whether it is the Jindingmen or the Diancang faction, are considered elites, this truth is naturally clear, so as soon as the blade is broken, they immediately shouted in their hearts that it is not good, and their footsteps flashed, and they had to leave the battle circle for the time being.
"Want to go, I'm afraid it's too late!"
Gui Zhong Qingguang sword spit out, and at the same time, more than a dozen sword shadows appeared, which flashed away in the void.
"Don't!"
"Be merciful!"
Yang Yizhi and the Xuanxu Daoist were not slow to react, and when they saw this scene, they just chuckled and exclaimed.
"It's already late, whether it's Jindingmen or the Diancang Sect today, anyone who shoots at the poor road must be prepared to shed blood!"
Gui Zhong's indifferent voice sounded, accompanied by four or five figures falling to the ground, blood flowing, and in the blink of an eye, a dark red blood stain was left on the square, and the fishy smell was scattered, adding a bit of murderous aura.
Four or five people died on the spot, the strength of the siege of Gui Zhong was greatly reduced, his body was like a wisp of green smoke, and he began to swim among the crowd, the combined attack technique of the Diancang faction and the Golden Dome Gate had just been broken, and it was too late to regroup, and he suffered heavy casualties under the lightning-fast attack of Gui Zhong.
The cyan sword light was like lightning, meandering, shuttling in the void, sneering sounded from time to time, and one by one the figures were flying in blood mist, constantly falling to the ground, and dying one after another.
Yang Yizhihe, Xuanxu Lao Dao, and the two of them changed their colors in shock, and they watched their own people and horses being killed by Gui Zhong's one person and one sword, and they couldn't be defeated, only to feel that a stream of blood rushed to the top door, roared, and killed them frantically.
They knew that if they couldn't contain Guizhong, they might not be able to survive any of these people from the Diancang Sect and Jindingmen who were here today.
"Taiyuan Daoist, you are too vicious!"
"Demon of the sword, you devil!"
It's too tragic, not only Xuanxu Lao Dao and Yang Yizhi can't stand it, but the heroes watching the battle around them feel that this scene is too bloody, there are corpses lying on the ground, all of them died under Gui Zhong's sword, the gurgling blood is still flowing, and a large area of the ground is stained red.
"Haha, Xuanxu, Yang Yizhi, don't you go all out? If you don't stop it again, Poor Dao will kill all these people today. β
Gui Zhong laughed, his figure flashed, and he came to a disciple of the Diancang Sect again, the long sword swallowed, a blue light slashed through his throat, and a cloud of blood mist sprayed out, and this person didn't have time to scream, and was immediately thrown aside.
"Changbai sword!"
"Snow Mountain Jade Dragon!"
Although Xuanxu Lao Dao and Yang Yi's body method are not slow, compared with Gui Zhong, it is still a lot worse, just a short time, Gui Zhong avoided the real and swept through the crowd, and now the Cang Sect and the Golden Dome Gate can still stand, but there are only four or five people, and the rest are all his sword souls, what a cruel means.
Furious, the two of them roared fiercely, and at the same time showed their most powerful mastery, an icy chill overwhelmed the world, it seemed that the temperature between heaven and earth had dropped a lot, Yang Yizhi urged the internal force, and used the most powerful and decisive sword in Changbai swordsmanship, Changbai sword, a silver-white electric light, Sen was cold and cold, with a strong killing intent, and went straight to Gui Zhong's heart in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, Xuanxu Lao Dao is also a move Snow Mountain Jade Dragon shot, his body jumped, soared into the air, like a snow dragon, meandering and roaring, faintly there is a kind of human sword unity, the qi locked the Gui Zhong deadly, and pierced the eyebrows.
The two coincidentally used the killer, and with tacit cooperation, it seemed that under this joint blow, Gui Zhong was completely killed.
The wind is whistling, the sword is awe-inspiring, the killing machine is heavy, and a pair of eyes around are concentrated to the end, at this time, the battle of the three is already at the last juncture, if Gui Zhong can not resist this move, then under the siege of Yang Yizhi and Xuan Xuan Lao Dao, there is only one way to die, the same reason, if this blow can not kill Gui Zhong, for Yang Yizhihe Xuanxu Lao Dao, it is also a terrible disaster, the two of them each have a sword, it is already unreserved, with the heart of killing, if it cannot succeed, the momentum declines, and there is no spare strength to change the move, then it will die under the sword of Gui Zhongγ
"Good swordsmanship!"
Gui Zhong let out a long roar, the two joined forces with a sword, even if he didn't dare to be careless, one bad could really be killed by the two, everything is a long story, in fact, how fast the two of them shot at Xuanxu Lao Dao, and in the blink of an eye, two sharp sword lights were killed in front of Gui Zhong.
A sword piercing the center of the eyebrows, and a sword piercing the heart, are all killer swords.
Hmph, an indifferent cold snort sounded, Gui Zhong's momentum changed, condensed, sharp, like a sword through the sky, standing on the spot, a majestic Xuan Ao pressure burst out, and the time, whether it was Xuan Xuan Lao Dao or Yang Yizhi, was trembling in his heart, under this sharp momentum, the long sword in his hand was faintly trembling, his strength was unstable, and his mental strength was insufficient.
This change really shocked them, and they only felt that a cold momentum was crushing over them, and their hearts had a tendency to be killed and collapsed.
"Oh no, what kind of trick is this!"
A sword roar sounded, Gui Zhong finally took out his sword, his sword came out, stabbed, the air seemed to be crushed, countless small air currents shattered, seemed to collapse, a wisp of green lightning pierced the void, ding, two light sounds, the long sword in the hands of Yang Yizhi and Xuanxu Lao Dao was directly shocked to the ground.
The original decisive momentum of the two was broken in an instant, their hearts were empty, and their eyes were a little confused.
"You can make Poor Dao use this trick, and you are proud enough. It's a pity, it's still not an opponent of the poor road!"
A faint sigh sounded, and with a sneering sword light, he returned to Zhong to put away his sword and stand.
Xuanxu Lao Dao, Yang Yizhi and the two stood straight on the ground like wooden stakes, motionless, only a bright red mark on the center of the eyebrows slowly emerged.
At the last moment, Gui Zhong's sword differentiated into two sword lights, which pierced the eyebrows of the two of them almost at the same time, and naturally they couldn't die anymore.
This scene changed too quickly, and the people around saw the power of Yang Yizhi and Xuanxu Lao Dao joining forces last moment, the sword light was fierce, and the killing machine was clear, but in a blink of an eye, they all died on the spot, and most of the people in the martial arts couldn't understand the changes, and they couldn't figure out how the two people who seemed to have the upper hand could die under Gui Zhong's sword in a blink of an eye.
There are about four or five disciples of the remaining disciples of the Diancang Sect and the Jinding Gate, but these people have been frightened by the killing just now, their faces are pale, they tremble, and they don't dare to look at Gui Zhong, in their eyes, this Taiyuan Dao person is too terrifying, he is completely a god-killing character, so many people have been killed and injured in a short period of time, even the head of the Diancang Sect and the first master of the Jinding Gate, Yang Yizhi, have died under his sword, where do the remaining people dare to make a move.
Glancing at this messy place lightly, Gui Zhong didn't pay attention to it anymore, and as for the remaining fish that slipped through the net, he didn't bother to kill them.
"Well, I'll spare your lives and collect their bodies. β
With a soft word, Gui Zhong walked towards the center of the square step by step, and now it was time to settle the matter of Feng Xifan and Zheng Keshuang.
"Haha, you have been waiting for a long time, now that some small grievances have been settled, Chief Helmsman Chen, your martial arts conference can begin. Whatever is the matter, the poor road has taken it all!"
He is now in a good mood, and he is too lazy to talk nonsense with these people, after saying a word, he will no longer speak, waiting for these people to discuss a result, and when the time comes, it will be war or peace, it depends on what these people think.
Chen Jinnan nodded solemnly, he saw the battle in the short period of time just now, and he already had an understanding of Gui Zhong's strength, and it was like this, and his heart became heavier and heavier.
"Friends, the purpose of today's martial arts conference, everyone has understood, how to end this matter, I believe they already have a number in their hearts, Chen only said one sentence here, we will form a turtle killing alliance, that is, one glory, one loss, absolutely not to compromise the prestige. β
Chen Jinnan's momentum soared, and his voice was like thunder, obviously making up his mind.
"The chief helmsman is right, the people of our Heaven and Earth Society, the grievances are clear, and there is never ambiguity in front of major events, Brother Taiyuan, you come out, we were friends in the past, but this time you killed Zheng Gongzi, this matter, I have to have an understanding, I Xuanzhen is the first to learn your kung fu, if you unfortunately die in your hands, it can be regarded as a well-deserved death!"
A loud shout sounded in the crowd, and Xuanzhen Daoist walked out of it, waved the sleeves of his robe, and said to Gui Zhong.
"Haha, okay, Xuanzhen Dao Chang has courage, since we have joined the Turtle Killing Alliance, naturally we can't sit back and watch our allies be killed, Taiyuan Daoist, you come down, all grievances, settle together!"
Soon, one by one people in the martial arts stood up and shouted one after another.
Gui Zhong stepped out and had already appeared in the field, his eyes were like electricity, he scanned all directions, and a compelling sharp aura rose up.
"Brother Gui, you and I have different positions, today Chen Jinnan also has to learn your tricks!"
"Okay, good, it's really good, everyone else, let's stand up together, everyone who wants to get justice for Zheng Keshuang will all be given to the poor, all the grievances are at this time!"
The bell let out a long whistle, used enough internal strength, and shouted loudly.
Chen Jinnan, Xu Tianchuan, Xuanzhen Daoren, Qian Laoben, Fengjizhong, Qinghua Daoren, Mingling Master, Zen Master Hao Cong, Zhongzhou Fuhushou, etc., people from all walks of life in the martial arts came out one after another.
There are more than a dozen martial arts masters, all of whom have stood up, these people are all famous people in the rivers and lakes, and each of them has a unique knowledge, which caused a sensation as soon as they appeared.
The people from all other parties are also ready to move, but they just ask themselves that their martial arts are low, and they are not Gui Zhong's opponents, so they don't dare to stand up first, but there is no doubt that if Gui Zhong Mountain is exhausted, these people probably don't mind falling into the well.
"Hongchen is troubled, this is the rivers and lakes, this is the martial arts, after today's war, there is no cause and effect. β
Gui Zhong said silently in his heart, his expression gradually calmed down, and there was no fluctuation at all.
"What a martial arts hero, can you not wait to bully more and less!"
In the blink of an eye, a group of masters were surrounded by Gui Zhong's side, each of which was extraordinary, how terrifying was this kind of formation, and the people of the Huashan faction such as He Tieshou and Feng Nandi next to him changed color.
He Tieshou snorted even more coldly and laughed loudly.