Under the anger, most of Ling Hu Chong's drinking spirit disappeared with cold sweat, making Hu Chong sober up a lot.

But after waking up, the wounds all over his body were very painful, which made Hu Chong's heart hurt even more.

Seeing that the good brother was working hard for himself and was about to die tragically under the knife, and the former sworn brother betrayed Wentian and died tragically, Ren Yingying had to let the fox rush to death because of jealousy and hatred because of love.

These three things made Ling Hu Chong's heart ache like a knife, so much so that Ling Hu Chong roared loudly, just like a wounded beast roaring.

In addition to the physical and mental pain, the three arrow wounds made Ling Hu Chong lose a lot of blood, which made Ling Hu Chong feel a little dizzy.

"I must not fall, let alone die here. Otherwise, Qinglong's sacrifice will be worthless!" Ling Hu Chong said.

Then, Ling Hu Chong frantically operated the internal force in the dantian, and at this time, under the excitement of his heart, Ling Hu Chong didn't think about whether it was the Mixed Yuan Gong or the Yijin Jing Mental Method.

Lin Pingzhi's sword was still so fast, and Ren Yingying's short sword also attacked Ling Hu Chong's key points, as if he had forgotten all the deep friendship he had had.

A sentient person, or a ruthless person?

Ling Hu Chong has no time to think about it, and now there is only one goal, and that is to break through!

Only by saving this life can you have a chance to take revenge. And, help Qinglong keep his share alive.

In such a difficult situation, Ling Hu Chong's heart actually calmed down quickly, and he reached that ethereal state of mystery and mystery.

Ling Hu Chong unleashed many subtleties and mysteries of the Dugu Nine Swords, and no matter how vicious and dangerous Ren Yingying and Lin Pingzhi's attacks were, Ling Hu Chong could also be at ease.

At this time, Ling Hu Chong no longer had the heart to win or lose, and all he thought about was the various mysterious changes of Dugu Nine Swords, as well as what kind of flaws existed in the enemy's moves.

The bright moon in the sky disappeared behind the dark clouds, and the dark clouds were now thicker. The wind is blowing, the bamboo forest is constantly shaking, and a large number of bamboo leaves are scattered with the wind, which looks very sad and gloomy.

There was a flash of golden light, followed by thunder and a torrential downpour. On this midsummer night, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, isn't it just like what happened to Ling Hu Chong now?

The sonorous sound was endless, and the screams of the man in black kept coming.

Suddenly, in the midst of these screams, there was an even more tragic roar, which made it clear to Hu Chong that it was made by Qinglong when he was dying, and his good brother Qinglong had now died!

The hero's roar spread far and wide in the storm, but soon disappeared without a trace.

The green dragon fell, and the people in black still felt angry, and continued to pick up their weapons and slash indiscriminately.

This fight made a lot of blood on the ground, and at this time, the heavy rain was like a pour, and the blood gathered on the ground along the rain to form a stream, so tragic.

Hu Chong's heart hurts more, but his sword is more stable.

"I have to live, or I will have no chance of revenge. Ling Hu Chong warned himself again.

At this time, he could no longer show mercy to his subordinates, so Ling Hu Chong caught a flaw in Ren Yingying's tricks, and suddenly scratched Ren Yingying's wrist with a broken sword. Linghu Chong swept forward, and his left hand used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

The angle, timing and speed of this move are like a stroke of genius, and the five fingers of the left hand are impressively buckled on Ren Yingying's neck.

Seeing that Ling Hu Chong was about to pinch it, his throat was shattered, and Ren Yingying would die.

In an instant, Ren Yingying's eyes were filled with tears, even in this heavy rain, the tears and the eyes containing complex feelings were clearly visible.

Ling Hu Chong couldn't bear to kill Ren Yingying after all, so he slapped Ren Yingying on the back with a palm and knocked her unconscious.

After all, Ren Yingying didn't make a move on Qinglong, otherwise if Qinglong died under Ren Yingying's sword, Ling Hu Chong would definitely not be soft-hearted.

After such a delay in stuning Ren Yingying, Ling Hu Chong's body had three more sword marks, if it weren't for Ling Hu Chong's very good understanding of the attack habits of the seventy-two ways to ward off evil swordsmanship, it is estimated that the attack of these three swords would be harmful.

"You shameless, I can't spare you this time. Ling Hu Chong turned around suddenly, showing a majestic bearing, and his swordsmanship was like a swimming dragon, slashing over.

Lin Pingzhi's mind was not tenacious enough, and it was his parents' enmity that drove him to do something he didn't dare to do. Now that the revenge has been avenged, Lin Pingzhi is not so strong.

Seeing that Ling Hu Chong was so excited, and Xiang Wentian was dead, Ren Yingying was knocked unconscious, and the other black-clothed people were just little minions, Lin Pingzhi had no confidence.

In this way, Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship gradually became loose.

Seeing that Ling Hu Chong was about to successfully kill Lin Pingzhi, many black-clothed people surrounded him.

Ling Hu Chong understood that with his current injury, it would be difficult to break through.

"Do you really mean that I am really going to die here today?" said Ling Hu Chong.

There was no time to think about it, Lin Pingzhi was already hiding in the crowd, these black-clothed people were all good hands in the Sun and Moon Divine Sect. They have to work hard to complete the tasks they are told, or they will be tortured a lot when they return.

What's more, they are all controlled by the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, and they are desperate at the moment, even if their martial arts are much worse than Linghu Chong, but there are many of them, and they are crazy, and they are absolutely invincible.

Ling Hu Chong decisively used the Dugu Nine Swords' arrow-breaking style, just like he had once in front of the Medicine King Temple.

But seeing that Linghu Chong's body was elegant, the tip of the sword kept trembling and pointing, stabbing the eyes of more than twenty black-clothed people in a row.

But the people behind were on guard, and they didn't rush over one by one, expanding the encirclement, intending to consume Linghu Chong's last internal strength.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, let me do it again, otherwise I will cut off the head of this old thief, and Qinglong and I will not die in vain, and we will take revenge." ”

Ling Hu Chong waved his left hand to wipe away the large amount of rain on his face, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Thief God, do you dare to let me live, I have to go to the Black Wood Cliff to destroy it!"

This voice spread far away, but God will not respond after all, but can vaguely hear the response between the mountains, it is so angry and desperate, this is the battle of trapped beasts, and it is also the unwilling roar of the hero at the end of the road.

Linghu Chong had no choice but to kill one by one, and at this time, suddenly screams sounded one after another, and a purple figure flew like a phantom.

The aroma is tangy, and Hu Chong is very familiar with it, which is the fragrance of the Oriental girl's clothes.

"God won't save you, I'll save you!" said the Oriental girl.

So, the Oriental girl took Ling Hu Chong's left arm with her left hand and flew into the air.

The black-clothed people around him and Lin Pingzhi tried in vain to stop him, and the Dongfang girl waved her hand and sent out a large number of silver needles.

There were many casualties, but most of them fought hard to defend themselves, wielding their weapons to block the silver needle. After all, with such a large-scale pouring hidden weapon, the power of the single body is not particularly powerful, and the angle is not tricky.

When these people came back to their senses, the figures of Dongfang Girl and Ling Hu Chong disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Lightning was like a python churning in the dark clouds of the sky, thunder was gusting, and the rain did not stop.

The blood in the bamboo forest was washed away, and the man in black carried Ren Yingying on his back, lifted the corpses of Wentian and Qinglong, and walked in the direction of the Black Wood Cliff.

"I also want to join your Sun and Moon God Sect, presumably I join forces with Sect Master Ren, even if Ling Hu Chong recovers from his injuries, he will definitely not be our opponent. "Lin Ping's way.

The people in black were silent and strode away, they couldn't get used to people like Lin Pingzhi who were neither men nor women.

However, Lin Pingzhi was very thick-skinned, and finally followed.

......

On such a rainy night, the people in the bamboo forest finally dispersed, leaving only dozens of corpses of people in black, otherwise it would be okay to say that nothing had happened here.