Chapter 6 The Invincible Sword

"Hey hey hey, we Mofeng Sanying have never left a living." The sharp-mouthed monkey-gill warrior grinned.

"Magic Wind Sanying?" Everyone didn't know why, so this was an unfamiliar name.

Chen Zong was thoughtful.

"What does the three have to do with Mofengtang?" The driver seemed to think of something, and asked again in a deep voice, with a hint of panic in the depths of his pupils.

In any case, Jumen Automobile Co., Ltd. can be regarded as a force that travels from south to north. Although it cannot be compared with those big forces, it is quite well informed, has extensive knowledge, knows the existence of Mofengtang, and even knows the fierce name of Mofengtang.

"Since we know that we are disciples of Mofengtang, let's kill if we are not obedient." The warrior on the left laughed strangely, Senbai's teeth seemed to be flickering with cold light, and he was murderous.

The faces of the guards in the car were extremely ugly, as if their parents had died.

Magic Wind Hall!

These three people are really people from Mofengtang.

Inside the carriage, the old man Wanfu was pale and trembling all over.

"It's over... it's over... it's over, this time... this time... it's dead..." Wanfu's trembling lips were incoherent.

"Wan Lao, what's going on?" Seeing Wan Fu's performance like this, the others felt flustered and asked quickly.

"They...they are people from Mofengtang..."

"What happened to Mofengtang? Is it very powerful?" Most of the loose cultivators belonged to the bottom-level warriors, and they didn't know much about it.

"It's more powerful than the Linshan Courtyard of Aojian Mountain Villa in Silver Sword Castle." Wanfu said with a bitter face, and one sentence made everyone almost suffocate.

Among their limited knowledge, Silver Sword Fort Aojian Villa and Linshan Courtyard are already the most powerful forces, and Mofengtang, which they have never heard of, is actually stronger than the three of them.

"Moreover, Mofengtang doesn't follow the rules, it is cruel and easy to kill, and it is all evil. It is completely the way of the devil." Wanfu's words shocked everyone, and they fell into panic and despair.

die!

Who wants to die?

Killed for no reason.

Fear spreads like a virus,

Even the proud Mu Tieyun was full of panic at this moment. No matter how conceited he was, he knew that he was only at the peak of the seventh rank of Jin Jingjing. Not to mention the pinnacle of the Nine Revolutions of Jin Jingjing.

Only Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged, very calm, and he could not see the slightest panic.

"Let's hold these three people, and you take the opportunity to leave." A guard's face appeared in front of the car window and quickly said to everyone that the meaning of their escort in the car was to protect the guests.

"Don't even think about leaving." The disciple of Mofengtang said coldly, and the evil spirits spread out, like an invisible and cold poisonous snake peeping in the dark.

Another blood-colored spear blasted through the air, like blood-colored lightning. It contained a terrifying black inner strength, and the suffocation was so surging that it was like falling into an ice cellar. It seems to be solidified and difficult to move.

The demonic sound screamed and pierced through gold and cracked stones. Except for Chen Zong, everyone in the carriage covered their ears with pain on their faces.

The blood-colored spear shot at one of the guards in the vehicle.

The internal strength and strength of the peak of the Nine Revolutions of the Jin Jingjing were extremely tyrannical and unstoppable. They directly penetrated the locked car guard, and rammed the other car guard behind him.

In one encounter, the nine guards in the vehicle died and the other was seriously injured.

The other two Demon Wind Hall disciples also shot, and one rushed away like a cheetah, with a frightening speed. The short knife covered with fine serrations condensed black inner strength, flowing like a torrent, leaving two trails in the air. A straight black line, suffocating and mercilessly killing the other guards in the car.

The disciple of the Demon Wind Hall with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks jumped, and his body was turned around at a high speed in mid-air, shooting down like a meteor, a pair of sharp claws flashing red, and full of black inner strength, sharp and fierce.

"Kill!" The coachman shouted, his long knife smashed through the air, and with Sen Bai's vigor, he slashed and slashed out.

The other guards burst into full force.

Battle of life and death.

Everyone in the car also recovered, and quickly mobilized their inner strength to relieve the discomfort, and quickly got up to rush out of the car, to escape from here.

They knew very well that with their cultivation and strength, there was only one way to die for the disciples of Mofengtang.

There is only one door in the carriage, and usually only one person can enter and exit.

"Go away."

"roll."

In order to break out of the carriage first, they fought one by one.

"I'm the one who wants to enter the Linshan Courtyard, you guys quickly get out of the way." Mu Tieyun roared, a pair of iron palms mercilessly shot out, rolling up an amazing whistling sound, which made the whole carriage shake. .

No one pays attention to him. At this time, at the critical moment of life and death, everyone wants to survive. If anyone cares about becoming a disciple of Linshan Academy, even if they are real disciples of Linshan Academy, they will not be humble.

Chen Zong did not participate in the melee, but got up and moved like an arrow from a small car window.

Everything happened too quickly. When Chen Zong left the carriage, two more guards were killed, leaving only five.

The tip of the toe lightly tapped the wheel of the car, and with force, it exploded in an instant. Chen Zong's speed surged again, as fast as a beam of light, the red thunder sword was unsheathed, and the sword light ripped apart the sky like red lightning. .

In an instant, the Demon Wind Hall disciple felt that he was locked by a terrifying sharp edge, as if he had been pierced through, and he caught a glimpse of red lightning in the corner of his eye, with a little gray-white starlight.

"Looking for death!" The face of the sharp-mouthed monkey-gill martial artist changed greatly, and he made a high-pitched scream, and a pair of sharp claws filled with black smoke, which he grabbed fiercely, like the claws of a demon.

"Leave this person to me." At the same time, there was a sentence in the ears of the guards who were at the disadvantage of fighting with this disciple of Mofengtang. The voice was very flat, but it contained an indescribable edge. .

"You have to be careful." He said with a sigh of relief, resisting the pain of being torn by sharp claws on his body, the warrior quickly waved his knife to support the others.

Chen Zong watched the battle of the other guards while swinging his sword. Seeing that they could still compete with the two disciples of Mofengtang for a while, he did not intend to show his full strength.

The sword is like lightning and thunder, defeating the opponent's claws attack, tearing the black smoke, sharp and domineering.

The superb swordsmanship, even if he didn't use all his strength, allowed Chen Zong to deal with the opponent's offensive with ease. While defeating one by one, he disrupted the opponent's rhythm, brought it into his own rhythm, and suppressed the opponent.

The competition in the carriage was over, someone was injured, and the giant camel was broken, but their eyes were drawn to Chen Zong when they got off the car.

"That's... Chen Zong..."

"He...he...he..."

"How could he...how could he have such strength..." Mu Tieyun rubbed his eyes as if he was a ghost, and looked again. It was not a dream, nor was it an illusion, it was really Chen Zong, who was fighting with that cruel Spicy warrior fight.

Judging from the breath, Chen Zong is indeed the cultivation base in the early stage of the eighth rank of Jin Jing, but the aura emanating from the inner force is strong and domineering, very tyrannical. Obviously, Chen Zong's cultivation technique is very clever, and it is estimated that it is the best at the prefecture level. Gongfa.

"Earth-level top-grade..." Mu Tieyun was immediately envious. You must know that the exercises he cultivated were only high-level ground-level exercises. Perhaps for many loose cultivators, high-level ground-level exercises were already very good. , Mu Tieyun was able to cultivate to the top-grade exercises, which was also his chance.

"Genius...true genius..."

"It's so strong that you can actually train at the early stage of the eighth rank of the power realm, and fight for the peak of the ninth rank of the power realm."

One by one, they were shocked. Only then did they realize that Chen Zong, who had always kept a quiet and low profile, was the real genius, not a high-profile person like Mu Tieyun.

Mu Tieyun seemed to feel the eyes of everyone, and Mu Tieyun became a little angry.

While suppressing his opponent, Chen Zong paid attention to the battle situation of the other people. Seeing that the guards were continuously injured and gradually becoming exhausted, he strengthened the power of his swordsmanship.

The sword is like thunder, blazing like lightning.

The roaring sound burst into the ears.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of red sword lights broke through the sky, like a rainstorm.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-gill warrior hurriedly waved his claws to block, but the tyrannical impact made his hands numb.

"No..." There was only a little red light in the eyes of the sharp-mouthed monkey-gill martial artist, like a meteor streaking across the sky, killing him.

This sword is too fast to dodge, let alone resist.

A sword stabbed into the throat, pierced through the back of the neck, and quickly pulled it up, carrying a drop of blood rolling in the air, and a figure that turned and floated away reflected in the wide eyes, so chic and calm, and immediately , falling into darkness.

The red lightning ripped through the air and hit the blood-colored spear. The tyrannical force smashed the blood-colored spear into the side. The driver, who had almost been pierced, recovered his life and quickly slashed.

There are two more warriors in Mofengtang, and there are five more guards in the Jumen car dealership. All of them are wounded, with varying degrees of severity, but they all have a certain amount of combat effectiveness.

"Give this person to me, and you go to support them." Chen Zong said while using his sword to repel the enemy.

"Okay, thank you." The driver glanced over and saw the body of one of the warriors in Mofengtang. His heart was shocked, but he didn't hesitate, and immediately made a decision to kill the other person.

With five people teaming up to fight against one, even if they lose, they can last longer.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, but you dare to kill the people of our Mofengtang, you are against our Mofengtang, you are dead." The other side stabbed the blood-colored spear fiercely, and threatened Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's answer was a sword.

This person's strength is one point stronger than that of the sharp-mouthed monkey-gill warrior, but to Chen Zong, it is nothing.

Under the sword light of strong wind, rain, lightning, and thunder, the opponent's offensive is broken, the rhythm is disrupted, and it becomes only passive defense, and there is no chance to counterattack. Under the severe pain, the reaction was a little slow, and the life and death were divided.

After beheading the opponent, Chen Zong's figure flashed, and the speed of the shocking step increased sharply. The sword was like a thunder from outside the sky. In the sound of chi chi, he stabbed at the last warrior of Mofengtang. This warrior was with five accompanying cars. The guards fought, and before they could react, a sword pierced through the forehead.