Ling Hu Chong stared at him, slowly raised the sword high, and the momentum of his whole body was also rising, "Sword Dao Xuanmy, if you can combine true qi and use qi to resist the sword, you can certainly send out the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but killing you is like killing a dog, why do you need to climb to the peak?"

"With my pure sword, I can take your dog's life!"

Ling Hu Chong's eyes were blood-red, but his expression was calm and abnormal, and there was more and more blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, and he looked like he might fall down at any time.

But at this time, Cheng Buxian suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This kid......

"Although you have seen the death of these people, you must not have seen this sword up close, so if you are lucky, let you take another look!"

There are quirky ......

Cheng Bu was worried about his heart, and his body retreated, but in front of him, he was already shrouded in the sword light in the sky.

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

"Uhh

An extremely fast sword, like a flower blooming and falling, can harvest a person's life in just a moment!

The sword light is scattered, and blood is splashed!

Cheng Buwu's right hand slowly fell to the ground, staining the grass on the ground red.

Ling Hu Chong coughed, spurted red blood from his mouth, knelt down softly, and supported the ground with his sword!

"Big brother!"

Yue Lingshan shouted bitterly, and Ling Hu waved his left palm, "Don't come here!"

"Hahahaha!" Out of nowhere, there was a sympathetic laughter.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, such a powerful vision, boy, I want you to pay for this revenge with a broken arm!"

From the hiding place, Cheng Buxian slowly appeared, his left arm disappeared along with his sleeve, and his face was ruthless.

Ling Hu Chong's face was pale, and the blood flowing from his mouth and nose had already stained the clothes on his chest.

Cheng is not worried about the peak realm, but he has cultivated an extremely strange body method. With this strange style, he escaped the "Dugu Nine Swords"!

"In the end, the sword is not fast enough......"

Today's "Dugu Nine Swords" has not yet been completed, if it is about to reach the peak, it should be able to cut off the opponent's head before the enemy reacts.

Although Ling Hu Chong was seriously injured, the internal force in the dantian had been exhausted, and the current speed had been greatly weakened, but it allowed the other party to use the room to save his life, indicating that his sword was far from reaching its peak.

Linghu Chong coughed loudly, and the bleeding from his mouth and nose couldn't stop, but the corners of his mouth. But there was a hint of a smile.

"It's fine!" he said softly.

"What?" Cheng Buxian looked at this Ling Hu Chong, who he thought had exhausted his energy and was about to die, in surprise, and actually barely stood up again, although his body was still shaking and bleeding, there was still a strange smile on his face.

"Death is coming! What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Buxian felt a pang of annoyance in his chest, but he was sure that this kid from the Huashan Sect Qi Sect had absolutely no power to resist.

Linghu Chong is like a candle in the wind, crumbling. But he grinned.

"I'm laughing at the fact that if you die by the sword, won't I have to go to some trouble chopping you to pieces? You're not a stew, you can't eat it even if it's chopped......"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Cheng Bu looked at this half-dead young man in horror, he only had one breath left, but he was still talking nonsense. The fighting spirit is awe-inspiring.

Is he a human being, or a monster?

Or, simply an incorrigible lunatic?

Cheng is not worried, but he does not understand. The sword intent of Ling Hu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords is unyielding.

The enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and he is indomitable.

In the past, the disciples taught by the "Sword Saint Crazy Qingyang" in the rivers and lakes have normal principles? Only by putting life and death aside can they reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

And now Linghu Chong is even more beyond this realm.

Because there are countless people to protect behind him, his sword intent is becoming more and more unyielding.

He can't die, he can't be defeated!

From this ordinary iron sword, infinite power can burst out!

Ling Hu Chong smiled coldly, raised his sword again, and for a moment, he seemed to be completely unaffected by the chaos of his true qi, and his body was as straight as a javelin, and the hand holding the sword was also unprecedentedly firm.

"You should feel honored. ”

"In this world, you are the first person in the world who asked me to use this sword with all my might!"

Cheng Buxian only felt a chill all over his body, and a fierce murderous aura rushed to his face, as if he was standing in the stormy waves, unable to move at all, and had been completely locked by the murderous aura.

Linghu Chong has been facing the wall for five years, and the strongest sword move of the "Taixuan Sutra" that he has participated in - killing one person in ten steps!

Behind him, a murderous aura like essence was condensed, gathered on the tip of the sword, and the enemy in front of him was locked by the mighty murderous aura, and the timid ones were afraid that they would pee their pants on the spot, even if they could support it, their minds would be seized by the sword momentum, and they couldn't escape from this boundless killing array.

Cheng Buxian was sweating, and the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down the corners of his eyes into the corners of his eyes, sour, but he didn't even dare to blink.

He looked at the young man opposite, where was the seriously injured and dying double ten young man? It was clearly the killing god who had carved a bloody path in the sea of corpses and blood!

Ling Hu Chong's ten steps to kill one person brought a strong aura of death, like hell! This sword was the sublimation that he had just condensed on the verge of despair, if it weren't for the state of mind of protecting his relatives, he would never have been able to create such a cruel and tragic sword.

In the face of his monstrous killing intent, with the cultivation of the peak realm, he couldn't break free at all.

Not to mention the pinnacle, even if it is a master of the pinnacle and peerless realm, he can only die in the face of this sword!

When he encountered Ling Hu Chong, who was desperately fighting, he couldn't resist at all.

Cheng Buwu's cold sweat trickled down, but his feet seemed to have taken root, unable to move half a step, under the boundless murderous pressure, he didn't have the courage to resist, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to escape.

It's a pity that those legs and feet refuse to listen to him.

"You...... ...... the hell Who is it?"

Cheng Buwu's lips trembled, and he struggled to spit out this question, he didn't believe that the person in front of him was an ordinary Qi Sect disciple!

He couldn't be so strong!

It's a crazy world!

"I'm Linghu Chong, the little junior sister...... Brother Master. Ling Hu Chong replied lightly, as this sword reached its peak, his face also became pale as paper, without a trace of blood. But his expression remained calm as usual.

"If you dare to hurt my little junior sister, I will never allow you to live in the world!"

His physical condition actually did not allow him to use this sword, but at this moment, his strong spirit defeated his weak body.

Strongly support this shocking sword.

This is what Feng Qingyang said about fetters! Only fetters can give birth to such powerful power!

......

Linghu Chong: "Uncle Taishi, what is a bond?"

Feng Qingyang: "Hehe, fetter...... How do you put it? To put it simply, it's feelings. ”

Linghu Chong: "Feelings?"

Feng Qingyang: "That's right, there are two kinds of people who practice swords, one is a sentient person. One is the ruthless person. ”

Linghu Chong: "Does it have any relationship with sword practice?"

Feng Qingyang: "Yes, of course there is, ruthless people make the sword without worries, not afraid of life and death, the cultivation of the sword is also extraordinary, the sword can be fast to the peak, and the sentient person will be bound by all kinds of fetters, so that he is bound when the sword is released." ”

"However, the bond is often also a kind of key, the key that unlocks the swordsman's potential power. When people protect the people they cherish, they will become strong-willed, and even - invincible in the world!"

......

The goal of this sword is to achieve a life without worry!

"Let it go...... Let me go!" Cheng Buxian felt the imminent death, and his face showed fear. "I don't dare anymore...... I'm going to run away, and I'll never mess with you again......"

knew that Ling Hu Chong was so crazy, and he would not easily reveal his identity no matter what. But who would have expected that this kid would go crazy at this time. Can you still unleash this killer sword?

This is not in line with the common sense of martial arts at all!

Ling Hu Chong shook his head slowly, "Cheng is not worried, beg for mercy now." It's late!"

He will no longer be as merciful to his enemies as he was five years ago, and the ruthless rivers and lakes have told him that being merciful to his enemies is cruelty to himself!

"Ten steps to kill one!"

In an instant, the sword light skyrocketed, enveloping Cheng Bu's body, and he didn't see how fast this sword was, but he saw that Cheng Bu's expression suddenly became stiff, his eyes were dull, and he didn't move, as if he had lost his life in this moment.

The monstrous sword light has been extinguished, and the murderous aura that fills the sky has disappeared without a trace.

In the meantime, the tranquility had been restored, Yue Lingshan helped Lin Pingzhi, standing in a daze, only to see the senior brother and Cheng Buxian standing back to back, both of them standing still, no one spoke, and there was no movement.

"Big brother!"

Yue Lingshan called anxiously, and he didn't know what kind of result the battle between Senior Brother and Cheng Bu Worry was.

At this time, I heard a small cracking sound, a breeze swept by, and the body fell in response, but in the process of falling, it continued to fall apart, turning into a cloud of red mist, which dissipated into something invisible in the wind. Cheng does not worry about his people, and will never exist in the world again.

Ling Hu Chong said that he would break his body into ten thousand pieces, and these ten steps to kill a person were prompted, and at that moment, it was a thousand swords and thousands of swords, and he was even more swords

Cheng is not worried about being cut into dust, how can it be more than 10,000 paragraphs?

Everyone in the Huashan Sect was shocked, and Lao Yue's gaze slowly changed from surprise at the beginning to a deep groan, and slowly became indescribable......

Yue Lingshan covered her mouth in surprise, the scene in front of her was terrifying and weird, if it weren't for the senior brother still standing there and not falling, I was afraid that she would immediately scream loudly.

But seeing Linghu Chong turn his head and smile at her, he was still as gentle as usual.

In the past few days, the senior brother has become calm and resolute, which is very different from the senior brother Yue Lingshan knows on weekdays, but when he laughs, it still makes her heart feel warm.

"Little junior sister, it's okay......"

His body shook suddenly, his face turned an unhealthy white, and a mouthful of blood in his chest finally couldn't hold back, spurting out from between his teeth and lips.

Blood kept gushing out of his ears and nose, and the white clothes on his body were quickly stained with blood.

"Bell!"

Ling Hu Chong's weak palm could no longer hold the sword, and with a crisp sound, the iron sword fell to the ground, slammed into a solid rock, and splashed a spark under the pitch-black sky.

"Senior brother!" Yue Lingshan shouted anxiously, causing Hu Chong's eyes to close, his eyes were dark, his knees were weak, and he fell into the dust...... (To be continued......)