I saw the sword swinging wildly, and Xiang Wentian calmly avoided them one by one, his palm flew over, and with each palm, someone would vomit blood and die!

Although these guys are all so-called decent subordinates, Ling Hu Chong doesn't bother to care about them.

Suddenly, three figures flew in from a distance, all of them were about forty or fifty years old, wearing the costumes of the Songshan faction, among which Ling Hu Chong only recognized one Ding Mian, and the other two were also the second of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction!

"Xiang Wentian, don't be arrogant! Today we will take your dog's life!"

Ding Mian shouted and rushed towards the standing circle, followed by the two of them.

"Oh, it's the third of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, it seems that Zuo Lengchan has spent a lot of money this time!"

"Brother Chong, what should I do?" Ying Ying pulled the sleeve of Laling Hu Chong.

"I'll go clean up those miscellaneous fish, you stay here and don't move. Linghu Chong whispered, and then followed a few people from the Songshan faction and flew towards the station.

Here, the dead man lying on the ground, and Xiang Wentian himself also suffered a few knife wounds, and the three bigwigs of the Songshan faction were mixing in the crowd and approaching Xiang Wentian from different directions.

These delicate situations made Hu Chong distinguish them at a glance when he came to the standing circle.

Because Xiang Wentian was an enemy, he imprinted a palm on Ling Hu Chong's chest, and the latter flashed sideways, avoiding Xiang Wentian's attack, and kicked the wine jar that Xiang Wentian had placed on the ground before.

After pouring two sips, Linghu Chong smiled and praised: "Good wine!"

Xiang Wentian was still wondering why Ling Hu Chong could dodge his near-killing palm at first, but he didn't feel a trace of internal force fluctuations from his body!

After casually slapping a few people to death, he found that Ling Hu Chong not only came to attack, but also drank his own wine!

"Boy, aren't you here to kill me?" asked Xiang Wentian as he waved his palm at the gathered crowd.

"Hehe, joke! There is no injustice between you and me, why should I kill you?" Ling Hu Chong took another sip of wine and said with a smile.

Xiang Wentian said: "Since this is the case. That's for the best! Get out of the way, this is not the place for you!"

"I'm afraid this won't work, there is a person who is very important to me to save you, and I also drank your wine, I'm afraid this matter really can't stand by and watch!" Ling Hu Chong shook the wine jar in his hand and said with a smile.

"This kid is in the same group as Xiang Wentian, the big devil of the Demon Sect!

A young man heard the conversation between Ling Hu Chong and Xiang Wentian, and brandished a machete and slashed at Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong held the wine jar in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand rushed out of the scabbard, and the hilt of the sword poked on the acupuncture point on the young man's chest to make him unable to move!

"So fast!"

This moment is as fast as lightning. Almost no one could see his movements clearly, and Xiang Wentian had to swallow the "kid careful" that was squeezed into his throat.

"Hey, hey, hey, I advise you all to go back quickly! Your mother is waiting for you to go back to eat at home!" After speaking, Ling Hu Chong raised his head again and poured a large sip of wine.

"Ling Hu Chong, you, an outcast of the Huashan faction, don't hide in other places to avoid trouble, you dare to come here to make trouble!" Ding Mian came out and shouted loudly.

This "outcast of the Huashan faction" was like a thorn in Ling Huchong's heart.

Throwing the wine jar in his hand aside, Ling Hu Chong pulled out his silver-white long sword, and looked at Ding Mian's eyes revealing a murderous aura!

"Before, there were too many constraints for me to kill you. But now it's different, from now on, anyone I don't like to see, whether it's decent or a demon sect, will be killed!"

Ding Mian smiled sideways: "Who wouldn't talk big? The key is to see if you have the ability!"

"Heh, don't you know if you try it! You're the first!"

After speaking. Ling Hu Chong passed through the crowd of knives like lightning, and stabbed Ding Mian's throat with a sword!

Ding Mian heard Fei Bin talk about Ling Hu Chong's martial arts, and knew that the young man in front of him was not simple, so he did not take it lightly. The figure retreated sharply.

At the same time, two figures rushed out from behind Ding Mian, and the two swords commanded Hu Chong's throat and heart to be two key points!

Although the current Linghu Chong's internal strength is lost. But it was still easy to avoid the attacks of the two of them, and when the body leaned back, the attacks of the two swords instantly missed!

With the help of this guy, Ling Hu Chong swung his sword and swept towards the tails of the two swords, and with a scream in unison, the two bloody palms fell to the ground with the two long swords!

And the long sword in Ling Hu Chong's hand was not stained with half a drop of blood!

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The right hands of the two Songshan faction Taibao were cut off by Ling Hu Chong's sword, seeing this scene, not only those young disciples of various factions, but even Ding Mian was shocked into a cold sweat!

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Ding Mian's steps were bumpy, and he took two steps back tremblingly, and he also had a deep fear in his heart while churning up the stormy waves!

"Didn't you already know earlier? I have no door and no faction, my surname is Linghu, and I am a single word rush!"

After saying this, Ling Hu Chong stabbed at Ding Mian's heart with a sword, Ding Mian is also a super-first-class master, and he has to resist the horizontal sword in fear, but ......

Ling Hu Chong's long sword had already been taken off when it touched Ding Mian's sword body, and after rotating around Ding Mian's sword body, it brought up a splash of blood and then returned to Ling Hu Chong's hand.

Ding Mian stopped moving, his eyes had lost their lustre, and he fell to the ground in just one breath!

In fact, if you look carefully, it is not difficult to find that a conspicuous trace of blood slowly appeared in his throat, and the blood gushed out like a fountain, staining that hideous face and looking extremely terrifying!

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, looking at Ling Hu Chong's eyes full of awe, Ying Ying's hanging heart finally let go, but when she saw Ding Mian's terrifying death, her heart couldn't help but twitch.

The other two Taibao of the Songshan faction couldn't care about the pain of breaking their hands at the moment, and they all ran away!

Ling Hu Chong appeared in front of the two of them in a flash, and asked with a smile, "Where are the two of you going?"

"You...... I'm fighting with you!" one of them slapped Linghu Chong on the chest with his only left hand.

Linghu Chong's long sword stood up, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the palm of this person, and in an instant, the long sword penetrated the latter's palm and then penetrated his heart!

It was not so much that Linghu Chong's long sword penetrated, but that it was more appropriate for him to slap his palm on the tip of the sword!

Ling Hu Chong slowly withdrew his long sword, and the other person was already so frightened that his soul was not possessed!

He knew that his fate would be the same as that of his companions, and that sometimes, the most terrible thing was not death, but the fear of known imminent death......!