This diagonal stab of the sword seems to be light and fluttering, and it has no fixed direction, as if it is a sword stabbed by a person who does not know martial arts.

The masked man on the left was holding a copper-ring knife, and he originally planned to dismantle a few moves with Ling Hu Chong, but this oblique sword made the masked man feel inexplicable.

"Boy, you're scared silly! Let Grandpa reap your life. The masked man sneered in his heart, and immediately picked up the copper ring knife and slashed it.

"Hum", the tip of Hu Chong's sword trembled, infused with the internal force of the Mixed Yuan Gong, trembling, and suddenly stabbed on the masked man's wrist, and the copper ring knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

The tip of the sword did not stop, and it immediately went up, instantly enveloping several important points in the masked man's abdomen.

The masked man was taken aback when he saw the misty blue light flickering, and hurriedly jumped back.

"It's not that easy to go. Linghu laughed lightly, holding the long sword in both hands, and the sword moved with him, spinning and stabbing out a sword.

This sword does not belong to the tricks in the Dugu Nine Swords, but it is in line with the concept of the Dugu Nine Swords, that is: the way of the sword, when it is like flowing water, go anywhere.

In an instant, Ling Hu Chong fused his body and sword momentum, and the two phases were superimposed, and the air was stabbed with a whimpering sound from the blade.

"Hugh is going to hurt my brother!" the other two masked men hurriedly followed.

A scream suddenly rang out, and the sword that Linghu Chong spun out in the air immediately pierced the throat of the masked man before.

Linghu Chong kicked the masked man's corpse open, and immediately the blood in his throat splashed up three feet high like a fountain. Even in this pouring rain, it seems so shocking.

The strong wind behind him struck, so that Hu Chong didn't have to look back, and while dodging sideways, he stabbed back with his sword back.

Although Ling Hu Chong is not good at listening to the wind and identifying his position at present, and it is impossible to judge the enemy's position based on the surrounding sounds in the heavy rain, Ling Hu Chong understands that since these two masked men are anxious about the safety of their companions, they must be chasing them in a straight line, so their location can probably be predicted.

Immediately after, a death sword and a Zhangba snake spear pierced half a foot above Ling Hu Chong's head, and Ling Hu Chong returned two pieces that were randomly stabbed out of his hand, forcing the two of them to quickly flicker and jump away.

Linghu Chong turned around, and the two of them attacked again.

"The Zhangba snake spear is not flexible enough, I will kill this person first. Linghu Chong immediately rushed over, using the broken spear style among the Dugu Nine Swords.

The Zhangba snake spear is suitable for a wide range of attacks on the horse, and it seems to be restrained on the ground, and there are many flaws, so that Hu Chong stared at five flaws, accelerated the speed of the sword, and in the time of three breaths, the Zhangba snake spear was picked off from this person's hands.

Ling Hu Chong caught the Zhangba snake spear with his left hand and quickly stabbed this person's heart.

"Breaking the sword style!" The sword style in Ling Hu Chong's hand is non-stop, but it is often the last to come first, and the mysterious tricks are endless.

This masked man who used the Mourning Sword was fierce and ruthless, and it was estimated that he had practiced it in constant killing. When he saw the tragic death of his two brothers, he was immediately furious, and his swordsmanship became extremely fast, and the rain around him was bounced away by his blade, forming a brilliant sword curtain under the reflection of the dark red sword light.

Although it is said that evil qi is not substantial, it is invisibly and oppresses people's hearts a lot.

Ling Hu Chong lifted his spirits and ignored the evil aura of this breathtaking mourning sword.

The masked man's mourning sword and Ling Hu Chong's long sword quickly confronted, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves were disassembled, and the sonorous sound was endless.

"Impossible, how can you, a young man, not be affected by my Death Sword?" said the masked man in surprise.

"You have to ask yourself. Ling Hu Chong smiled indifferently, and his swordsmanship became faster and faster.

After the fight just now, Ling Hu Chong already understood the number of this person's sword moves, and then, his swordsmanship accelerated, guiding the opponent to speed up the moves, so it was easy to have a lot of flaws.

After a few moves, Ling Hu Chong used a move "Lion Shake Shake", bursting out the condensed sword momentum, and all the sword light was immediately retracted, just like a wild lion roaring and shaking his head.

The long sword swept by, and the man in black was immediately cut in half.

The blade of the sword passed like a chopping of rotten wood. Although Ling Hu Chong's Mixed Yuan Gong had only just started, he was engrossed, and the sword that he slashed out by luck was quite sharp.

"My sword is so bad, I have to find a sword in the future, and I can save a lot of internal strength. Linghu Chongxin said.

The mourning sword was pierced to the ground, and the dark red sword body trembled in the heavy rain, and let out a wail, as if mourning the tragic death of its master.

"Good boy, he's a kendo master, you six go together!" the old man commanded at the gate of the ruined temple.

Since the old man had been slashed by Linghu Chong before, he was not in a hurry to fight.

"Let's all go up together to avenge the death of our brother and cut the rabbit cub into pieces!" the masked man roared.

Because such a rainy night is quite dark, if there is no light of the lamp, it is simply impossible to reach out to the five fingers. In order to be able to see the situation in front of them, the masked people had to hold the Kong Ming lantern in their left hand and lift their weapons in their right hand.

The six of them are all good players, and they have lived a life of licking blood with knives for many years, and at this moment, they attacked together, and they suddenly felt that they had the chance to win.

Therefore, the masked people were not in a hurry, standing in a row of fans, walking step by step.

Ling Hu Chong suddenly felt that everything was quiet at the moment, and he couldn't hear the sound of heavy rain, nor could he hear the voices of Yue Buqun and Ning Zezhong fighting against the five masked people.

In Ling Hu Chong's opinion, these masked people were like a pack of wild wolves surrounding them, their eyes looking so strange and glowing blue under the uncertain light.

"Very good, now I can perform the Arrow Breaking Technique! If I slowly dismantle the trick with them, if I don't pay attention to it, I will get hurt, and then fall into a siege, I will be more than lucky. And use their eyeballs as a hidden weapon to attack, and then pick one of them away!" Ling Hu Chong said in his heart.

Among the nine swords of Dugu, there is a style that specializes in cracking all kinds of hidden weapons in the world, which is called "breaking arrows".

It's really hard to shoot down all the hidden weapons in the sky with a long sword, and you are unscathed.

At present, Linghu Chong is still far from this level, but the eyes of these enemies who are slowly moving closer are much easier to deal with than hidden weapons.

The masked people were puzzled when they saw that Ling Hu Chong was still in place, but it was impossible for them to be kind and stop there.

"Boy, no wonder we are ruthless, you just killed our three brothers, this blood feud will definitely be avenged. A masked man said coldly.

"If you do much injustice, you will be killed. Linghu said.

When some people reached the two-zhang position, Ling Hu Chong suddenly performed light skills and jumped up in the air.

Those masked men were curious, did Ling Hu Chong plan to attack one of them with a volley? There was no place to settle down in the air to borrow strength, it was simply looking for death.

Ling Hu Chong just floated down like a harrier, and the long sword in his hand flickered with a cold light, using the Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Arrow Style that had been brewing for a while.

Six different weapons bombarded one after another, making Fox Chong dodge lightly, he would not fight with these people, the goal was very simple, that is, to stab their eyes!

"Sneer......" The sound of continuous eyeballs being punctured and scratched sounded almost in the time of a breath.

Ling Hu Chong's series of moves can be described as done in one go.