Hearing the words of the head of the Zhong family, Zhong Shenxiu's face couldn't help but change.

Regarding his uncle's methods, Zhong Shenxiu had already expected it in his heart.

It's just that Zhong Shenxiu never expected that he could be so shameless and naked.

After defeating Zhong Ziyu, Zhong Shenxiu's counterattack all the way was already unstoppable.

However, the head of the Zhong family was directly forced to leave the field, from fighting alone to fighting in a melee.

In this way, you can imagine what situation Zhong Shenxiu will face.

In response to this journey, Zhong Shenxiu is really angry!

As the saying goes: people want faces, trees want bark, and now they don't even need the last fig leaf?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Shenxiu's right hand that clenched the hilt of the sword was already white, gurgling, and his eyes revealed angry flames!

His uncle was so painstaking, didn't he just want to put Zhong Ziqi in the position of future leader?

Then you have to ask me if I agree with the long sword in my hand!

............

Just when Zhong Shenxiu was silently thinking in his heart, the situation on the field had undergone subtle changes because of the words of the head of the Zhong family.

Originally, the clansmen gathered in groups of three or five, and they invariably distanced themselves.

Depending on the faction, they gather together, and the atmosphere is very delicate.

Zhong Shenxiu's eyes wandered, and he found that from the small to the big, the confusing situation of the Zhong family was clear at a glance at this moment.

According to the different affiliations, the remaining 50 or so people quickly divided into one large and three small, and the two camps fought against each other.

Among them, Zhong Ziqi has the most people around him, accounting for nearly half of the number, and there are more than 20 people, surrounding Zhong Ziqi, and the sword is on guard.

On the other hand, three small camps were formed into a loose alliance, each with seven or eight people, and they were fighting against Zhong Ziqi from afar.

The leader is a young man with a handsome face and an elegant temperament.

It is Zhong Zijun, who is as famous as Zhong Ziqi and is known as the three heroes of the Zhong family.

There are two small leaders left, namely Zhong Ziyao, the eldest son of the second commander, and Zhong Ziyun, the second son of the third commander.

Among them, Zhong Ziyao and Zhong Zijun are faintly one and have a close relationship.

Zhong Ziyun had to form an alliance with the other two because of the pressure of the head of the family, but he was implicitly vigilant.

Combined with what happened a few days ago, Zhong Shenxiu finally had an intuitive understanding of the situation of the Zhong family.

Just when Zhong Shenxiu was secretly drinking, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

After a short confrontation between the two camps, they invariably shifted their attention to Zhong Shenxiu.

As the saying goes: persimmons have to pick up soft pinch, Zhong Shenxiu is isolated from the two camps, and after a series of battles, the breath has not yet been evenly adjusted.

The rest of the people on the field are human spirits, and there is no need to say much about how to decide.

Especially the elites of the family head line, they take cleaning up Zhong Shenxiu as their first priority, and their eyes flicker, but they are already eager to try.

Feeling the change in the atmosphere on the field, Zhong Shenxiu's eyes froze.

In Sumeru, Zhong Shenxiu has already made a decision in his heart.

The blue and red long sword in his palm swung up, and his divine sense came out majestically between the surging true qi, turning into a fierce Wind Hell Sword Intent.

Instantly turned into a hurricane, with an endless edge of the sword, rushed towards Zhong Ziqi's camp, ignoring Zhong Zijun and the others.

Zhong Shenxiu burst out with all his might, and the sword speed was so fast.

In an instant, it turned into a blue sword light, wrapped in endless wind blade sword qi, and slashed into the crowd.

"Huh!

Seeing that one of them lost his mind, two elites flew up under Zhong Shenxiu's sword, and flew out of the field in the posture of a goose falling on the flat sand, and Zhong Ziqi was furious.

I didn't see how he behaved, and the long sword in his hand swept up, covered with a layer of blue and faint flame sword qi, and crossed Zhong Shenxiu's inevitable path.

The rest of them are not mediocre, and at least they have the cultivation of qi.

At this time, they also stepped forward with swords, and dozens of sword shadows were connected into a dense sword net, covering Zhong Shenxiu.

In an instant, Zhong Shenxiu, who was still fierce just now, was facing the sinister situation of being caught in the urn.

Zhong Shenxiu knew in his heart that no matter how strong he was, it would be difficult for him to deal with everyone's joint attack.

What's more, there is also Zhong Ziqi, a master of Zhou Tianjing who is not weaker than himself in the slightest.

Once he falls into the circle of swords, he has no chance.

Today's plan, only by disrupting everyone's formation, can you have a chance of life!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhong Shenxiu no longer cared about the loss of his true qi.

"Circulating Six Void Skills" was running rapidly, frantically squeezing the wisps of true qi in his body, and pouring it into the blue and red long sword in his palm like a flood.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

Countless hurricanes mixed with this incomparable sword qi and soared out from Zhong Shenxiu's body.

A fierce storm like a dragon and snake dancing was formed, destroying and decaying, tearing open a hole in the dense sword curtain.

"Drink!"

After a loud shout, the dragon snake swept towards the Zhongzi period with a storm of sword blades.

Zhong Shenxiu's violent figure followed closely behind the sword storm, and the incomparable sword in his palm slashed towards the vital point of Zhong Ziqi's chest.

With a "bang", Zhong Ziqi's sword qi in his palm and Zhong Shenxiu's sword storm struck hard.

Countless condensed and entangled wind blade sword qi were broken by a single blow, scattering and splashing in all directions.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, everything was shrouded in a messy wind blade sword aura.

In order to resist these messy spirits, everyone had to switch from attack to defense, and the dense sword circle suddenly fell apart, fighting separately.

The so-called strangulation is self-defeating.

After breaking through the sword blade storm, the flame sword qi in Zhong Ziqi's palm was decaying.

Under Zhong Shenxiu's sharp sword light that vibrated at high speed, he was knocked open by a blow, and the vital door in his chest was wide open.

succeeded in a blow, but Zhong Shenxiu was unforgiving, a sword was not finished, and a sword rose again.

Dozens of swords were mixed together, turning into a sword curtain with unkempt stars and flashing stars, stabbing towards Zhong Ziqi, covering the sky.

In desperation, Zhong Ziqi could only retreat, and the long sword in his hand danced back to Xuanxuan, in order to survive Zhong Shenxiu's violent raid.

How could Zhong Shenxiu let go of such a good opportunity to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Like a shadow, close to Zhong Ziqi, a sword is as fast as a sword, constantly stabbing wildly towards the vital places around him!

The sound of "clanging bell" gold and iron clashing is endless, and the poignant sound of swords breaking through the air is endless.

Zhong Ziqi had the long sword in his hand, and it was almost impossible for Sumeru to have leisure, and the defensive sword circle was almost compressed to three feet in front of him.

But Zhong Shenxiu became more and more courageous, the sword in his hand was like a tide, and the angle he took became more and more tricky and weird.

The two of them fought close and close, but they didn't stay in place for a moment, and they fought fast!

In a short period of time, the two of them fought against tens, hundreds, and thousands of swords.

The sound of the sword blades striking "Zheng Zheng" is like popping beans, rapid and dense!

At the end of the battle, the two turned into two blue or blue phantoms, constantly entangled and exchanged ......

The head of the family, who was supposed to besiege Zhong Shenxiu with Zhong Ziqi, was an elite line, but he looked at each other and was relatively speechless!

They couldn't even distinguish the figures of the two people who were fighting, let alone help each other with their swords!

The so-called strangulation game was a joke from the very beginning!