097 Prestige

Fifteen men in black died three at once, causing the rest of the people to be more careful.

With a bang, Lao Denuo was beaten to the ground, and the two men in black didn't care about him, and with a vertical body, he instantly joined the battle group besieging Yue Buqun, fighting one of six. Although Ning Zhong still has combat power, he can't play much, if it weren't for Yue Buqun protecting her, she would have been defeated a long time ago.

On the other side, Ling Hu Chong also fought six people alone, he was quick to draw his sword, and his swordsmanship was unpredictable, obviously it was the Huashan swordsmanship that everyone was familiar with, but in his hands it seemed to have changed.

"Little junior sister, senior brother's swordsmanship ......" Lu Dayou was both surprised and admired, but also with a touch of worry.

Yue Lingshan was simple-minded, but he didn't think about it so much, he only felt that Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship was very sharp, and he fought the tribe of six people alone, and this kind of swordsmanship was even more beneficial than his father.

She thought of Ling Hu Chong to rescue her twice just now, and she didn't realize that Ling Hu Chong was compared to Yue Buqun. This was a very familiar comparison to her, but for some reason, when she looked at Ling Hu Chong at this time, she felt that he was a little strangely handsome, which made Yue Lingshan's heart flutter.

She didn't know that Ling Hu Chong's condition was not as good as he thought.

"This kid's swordsmanship is at stake, and everyone consumes him to death. One shouted. Listening to Linghu Chong's ears, it made him more and more impatient.

Although his swordsmanship is good, his internal strength is not as good as these black-clothed people, but he temporarily suppressed the six people with his unpredictable swordsmanship, and he was definitely not the opponent of the six people in one time. And today's danger also made him unable to calm down for a while, just taking one step at a time, so although he became more and more anxious to draw his sword, he was panicked.

"This kid's swordsmanship has slowed down. ”

After fighting hundreds of moves, a man in black greeted him, and his move suddenly accelerated. The sword technique of Ling Hu Chong's attack was suddenly broken, and when the other five people saw it, they all besieged him, telling Ling Hu Chong to resist in a hurry and retreat one after another.

At this time, Ling Hu Chong's sword technique was strict, and Yue Buqun, who had a long strength, was far inferior.

"Big brother, be careful. Yue Lingshan couldn't help but make a sound when she saw someone hammering Linghu Chong's back with a chain. Although Ling Hu Chong heard the movement, the long sword in his hand was entangled by the other five people, and he couldn't dodge it for a while, so he had to turn his body strongly.

With a bang, the chain hammered into his left shoulder, and under the severe pain, his body shook, and the long sword in his hand could barely be grasped, and he was provoked to the side. A man in black with a short gun saw the opportunity and stabbed straight at the shot.

"Big Brother ......"

Yue Lingshan and Lu Da were shocked, and Yue Buqun over there also heard the movement, and his complexion changed greatly at a glance, but the six men in black accelerated their offensive and did not give him any gaps.

The sharp spear in his eyes was approaching, making the fox rush his pupils, and his panicked heart suddenly calmed down, and a trick automatically appeared in his mind. He didn't think about it, and the wrist of his right hand was thrown out suddenly, and the long sword in his hand turned, passing through the four-person weapon block, and the last shot came first, and the tip of the sword was hitting the body of the gun. With a ding, the body of the gun slowed down, making the fox chong short and rolling out from below.

All this was only between the lightning and flint, and the six men in black did not expect Ling Hu Chong to use such an ingenious and scoundrel trick, and the exclamations of Yue Lingshan, Lu Dayou and others were also held back in their mouths, revealing joy.

Yue Buqun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but a sarcastic smile immediately appeared on his face, Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship was a great rebellion in his eyes.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Yue Lingshan and Lu Dayou ran over and protected Ling Hu Chong left and right.

Ling Hu Chong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Six monkeys, little junior sister, you retreat." ”

"Senior brother...... the two shouted, looked sideways at Ling Hu Chong, and was stuck. At this time, Ling Hu Chong had no sadness, no joy on his face, no thoughts or thoughts, and the whole person was quiet and terrible.

He stared intently at the six black-clothed people, his body slowly relaxed, his wrist flipped, and the long sword lightly cut through the rain curtain, bringing a whining sound.

Taking two steps forward, Ling Hu Chong's long sword was raised, and the sword pointed at six people. The six of them glanced at each other, their bodies were vertical, and they all surrounded Linghu Chong in the middle. Knives, spears, hangings, swords, and whips all come together. Under the heavy rain, the weapons made a whistling sound, bringing a chill of death. Linghu Chong was as immobile as a mountain, his eyes were very bright, and all thoughts flashed in his heart like lightning.

Suddenly, the tip of his sword trembled, and a soft whistle came out of his mouth, like a flash of lightning, and the long sword slashed in an instant, and it rained heavily, which made people unreal. What a quick sword!

Linghu Chong stood there quietly as if he hadn't moved, the long sword in his hand was washed by the heavy rain, bringing up a little drop of blood and dripping into the rain. Abruptly, I could only hear "Ah!", "Ouch!", "Ahh The six men in black covered their eyes in unison and wailed.

"What?"

Whether it was the black-clothed man besieging Yue Buqun, or the people from the Huashan faction, they all exclaimed. How is it that in the blink of an eye, six men in black were blinded?

That sword, what's going on?

"Good swordsmanship!"

Suddenly, there was an angry shout, and a man in black leaped down from the top of the inn, and suddenly inserted himself between Ling Hu Chong and the man in black. He was dressed like the men in black, with only two eyes exposed.

But these eyes are bright and extraordinary, full of domineering.

He stared at Ling Hu Chong with burning eyes, and asked, "Boy, what kind of sword technique are you using?"

There was a sudden silence all around, whether it was the Huashan faction or those people in black, they all looked at Ling Hu Chong. Linghu Chong snorted and said, "No." ”

The man in black stared at him, a look of disbelief in his pupils. This kind of swordsmanship is not Huashan swordsmanship, although it is just a simple single sword, it is unpredictable, and the speed of the sword is incredible.

He made the fox chong a Huashan boy, how to make such a swordsmanship?

Thinking of this, the man in black was furious, and raised his hand to slap it. His palm is powerful and changing, and with one palm, there seems to be an infinite number of tricks behind. Ling Hu Chong was agitated by his palm, his expression was solemn, and he raised his hand to be a sword. This sword is extremely ingenious, the blade of the sword is crooked, it seems to have no strength, and the direction of the stab is completely wrong.

But just like that, the sword staggered with its palm momentum in a change and stabbed straight into the abdomen of the man in black.

The man in black lifted his hand, as fast as lightning, and grabbed the long sword. Linghu Chong's wrist was sharpened, the sword body seemed to turn smartly, and with a slight jump, the tip of the sword stabbed into his right arm.

The man in black frowned, his arms trembled, and a force exploded, and there was a muffled sound out of thin air in front of him, forcing Linghu Chong's long sword to tremble, and a force was transmitted to his hand, making his arm numb.

He was shocked, and secretly said that this person's internal merits are good and good.

Between the changes in the black-clothed man's palms, the powerful oppression caused the fox to rattle. He didn't have time to think about it, Dugu Jiujian's various ways of adaptation surfaced in his heart, his hand moved with the trend, and a long sword was ethereal, faint and flickering.

The man in black was forced away by his swordsmanship, and his heart was even more surprised. This kid is a good swordsman.

He seemed to be interested, and his palm technique rose again, fighting with Linghu Chong. One of the two of them has a myriad of palm skills, which are heavy and light, and one person's swordsmanship is unpredictable and flexible.

In an instant, the two of them fought for forty or fifty moves, but no one could help anyone, and the man in black didn't even touch the long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand. And Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship is getting more and more treacherous, not only the angle of the sword, the angle of attack, but occasionally you see his attack, but you have to dodge.

This kind of swordsmanship is really eye-opening.

"How could Chong'er have such a good swordsmanship. Ning Zhong spoke softly, his face shocked.

Yue Buqun's face turned pale, and he snorted secretly, he didn't speak, but just tightly protected the two. He felt that since the man in black appeared, the attack of the six men had slowed down, aiming to hold him down.

Yue Buqun was cunning and cunning, and he might not have guessed who these fifteen people were at first, but as soon as the man in black appeared, he saw his somewhat familiar back, and immediately had an idea.

'Zuo Lengchan!' Yue Buqun's heart was in a hurry, and his killing intent rose sharply, 'That bastard actually told Zuo Lengchan. ’

In a flash of urgency, the purple qi on his face flashed, and he slashed down with a sword. The black-clothed man in front raised his sword to resist, but he didn't know that Yue Buqun's sword was accompanied by Zixia Divine Skill, and the strength was strong, and the knife was forced back by the long sword, one sword after another, and at the same time cut his right arm, cutting off his right arm in two, and blood splashed everywhere. The man screamed and fell to the ground.

The other five people were shocked, and they didn't want Yue Buqun's sword speed to soar, and when they turned around, the long sword was like a poisonous snake, and it stabbed into one person's chest with a poof.

"How daring!"

The four of them scolded, stepped up their offensives, and re-entangled Yue Buqun. At this time, there was a bang from Ling Hu Chong's side, the rain splashed, squinting at it, Ling Hu Chong snorted, his body flew upside down, and the long sword in his hand exploded in mid-air, breaking into seven or eight pieces in an instant.

"Big Brother ......" "Chong'er ......"