Under the siege of more than ten people, Linghu Chong didn't suffer any damage at all. The three-foot long sword in his hand seemed to have spirituality. He swung the sword casually, and those people couldn't even get close, so they were forced by the force of the sword.
Back away.
He was still holding the bottle of wine in his left hand, and without even looking at it, the sword made a circle of sword shadows in his right hand. Several people were injured by the sword because they failed to move away in time.
Chic, casual, and confident. At this moment, Ye Cheng couldn't believe that this person was actually Linghu Chong, who couldn't use any of his internal strength. But gradually, he discovered something interesting. This Linghu Chong seemed to know his opponent's sword moves well and could always attack them in advance.
Block the opponent's attack in one step.
Several times, there were several people who, after using one move, felt as if they were being stabbed at the door, and each sword pointed at a part that was difficult for the opponent to defend.
This sword technique appeared to be elegant and elegant amidst the chaos, yet it contained infinite power. Ye Cheng looked at the Shaolin disciples who were injured and fell one by one, but his heart felt clear. Every time Linghu Chong used his sword, he seemed to be able to anticipate the enemy's opportunities.
It's so powerful that it makes people unable to make a move, but they can only send themselves towards the opponent's sword. It's extremely powerful.
If Linghu Chong didn't have half of his internal strength, as long as there was a trace of sword energy on the sword, he could pierce these people into sieves. Even Ye Cheng had never heard of such sword skills. Among the many masters he had encountered,
If we were to evaluate purely on the basis of swordsmanship, Linghu Chong would be considered the number one.
In less than half a stick of incense, these ten people were holding their arms and moaning uncontrollably. Linghu Chong must have been concerned that these people were Shaolin disciples. If he killed someone, he might not be able to explain it in the future, so he could only choose to kill him.
Injuring them without killing them can be considered as disabling these people's combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Linghu Chong himself was also sweating on his forehead, his cheeks were flushed, and he was leaning on the ground with his sword with one hand, panting. After all, he had no internal strength. Although this swordsmanship was powerful, those ten people were not useless, and their weapons
The zhenqi attached to it was still too much for him to bear.
Xu Huai said coldly: "I have long heard that Huashan Sword Technique is a unique skill in the martial arts world. Today I saw it and it is indeed extraordinary. However, Linghu Chong, your sword technique is not quite like Huashan Sword Technique. Your Qi Sect has always been famous for its internal strength. Could it be that your sword technique is not the same?"
Is it taught by those people from the Demon Cult?"
Linghu Chong calmed down his boiling blood a little, took a sip of wine, and then said: "You can't understand my Huashan swordsmanship. You don't have to doubt it. This swordsmanship is indeed my Huashan's unique skill! But master, if you still
If you want to force your way into the hut, even if I, Linghu Chong, risk my life, I will fight you to the end!"
"What a loud tone!" Xu Huai sneered: "Your sword skills are indeed powerful, but so what, as long as you don't have that long sword, even if you have great skills, you are just a useless person with no internal strength.
It seems that only the poor monk has personally taken action to capture you, and will send it to Master Yue someday. Let me see how you can still quibble!"
Linghu Chong sneered and said: "Shaolin wants to use an old woman as a scapegoat. How can I, Linghu Chong, not protect her to the death? Even if my life is counted, I will be willing to do so!"
After he stood up again, he showed a smile and turned towards the thatched house and shouted: "Old lady, don't worry, as long as I, Linghu Chong, am still breathing, I won't let these evil-doing people hurt you at all!"
"Linghu Chong, you'd better retreat. They have a large number of people, and they also have the reputation of conquering demons. If you stop them again and again, there will be people in the world who will criticize you in the future. Besides, they may not be able to do this with me, an old woman."
How can I help you!"
Linghu Chong said sternly: "Although my master doesn't like me for being uninhibited, I have never forgotten what he said. The sword in the hand of my Huashan sect is to eliminate violence and bring justice to the world. If even an old woman like me
If I can’t protect you, how can I afford to take on the responsibility of the Huashan Sect in the future?”
Monk Xuhuai's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining disciples immediately surrounded him with water, cutting off the way for everyone to escape. He strode forward and said loudly: "Since the mystery of Young Master Linghu is correct,
, Poor monk, I’ll just capture you, and I’ll wait for a while to see if the people in the house are members of the devil’s sect. It’s up to you to take care of it!”
Ye Cheng stood silently all the time, with his large robe wrapping him and his head. He couldn't help but admire Linghu Chong's backbone. He knew he was defeated but still persevered for the illusory chivalry. Only with his ability
, it seems that it is definitely a losing outcome.
What he fears most at the moment is that these people have foreign aid, otherwise once his identity is exposed, he will really be hunted to death by these people.
At this moment, the sound of the piano in the thatched house changed, and it lost the calmness just now, and had a bit more of a murderous and ruthless flavor. Linghu Chong also faced Xu Huai, and the three-foot long sword once again filled the space with sword shadows.
It is difficult to tell which one of the sword lights is the real body.
Xunhuai actually faced the sword shadow with bare hands. He was not confused at all when facing the sword shadow. He stretched out his hand casually, and with fierce strength, his ten fingers filled with energy fiercely bombarded the sword shadow. He sneered: "Sword
So what if the law is powerful? I think you won’t fight me anymore!”
Ye Cheng shook his head secretly, thinking that Linghu Chong was indeed very powerful with his swordsmanship, but now his opponent did not compete with him at all. Instead, he used his tyrannical internal strength to force him to fight head-on with him, using his own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.
Xing Huai's skill will definitely suffer a big loss once he is hit by the sword.
Just when he was worried, the power of Linghu Chong's sword suddenly dropped sharply. It changed from the wide opening and closing trend just now. After the sword light dissipated, the sword in his hand actually moved in a strange way. In accordance with the rising method, every sword strike
Attacking at an extremely tricky angle, even if sometimes he was attacked by fierce energy, he still relied on the way to surround Wei and save Zhao, forcing Xu Huai to retreat.
This set of swordsmanship is indeed very terrifying. All the weapons of the dozen or so people just now were broken. Xian Huai's palm skills can't hurt him at all now. The enemy is always expected to take the first step. If Linghu Chong didn't have internal strength, I'm afraid,
This Xu Huai has already died dozens of times, and every attack hits the enemy's vital point, making it difficult for the opponent to fully use his palm skills.
Ye Cheng, who was beaming at the sight, immediately relaxed and kept observing the fighting in the starting field. It took a long time to feel the terror of this sword technique. The dozens of moves at the moment seemed to be aimed at Xun Huai.
After cracking his palm technique, the master was forced to continuously attack with strength to maintain the final advantage.
There are many masters in the field from Ye Cheng. The ones who followed Xu Huai this time are all elite players, and there are several people who are at the same level as Jianglong. Naturally, they are very surprised by Linghu Chong's sword technique. I am afraid that the level is also very high.
Not low.
At this moment, Xunhuai felt a little blushing. He actually couldn't deal with this guy who had no inner strength even with his own actions. He probably lost all face in front of many disciples. He was slightly annoyed at the moment, and his subordinates gradually used their full strength to attack. Where?
It doesn’t matter what the identity of the opponent is, just take it down first and then talk about it later.
Regardless of Linghu Chong's modesty, this time he really acted. With all his strength, he was even more powerful. The strong wind blew up all the weeds and stones on the ground. Under the huge swelling of the monk's robe, it was even more powerful.
This made it difficult for Linghu Chong's long sword to strike at close range, and the situation in the field was immediately reversed, and his energetic palms continuously hit the three-foot green front.
Ye Cheng sighed slightly, knowing that he would not spare any effort in this humility. He must defeat Linghu Chong within a dozen moves and regain his morale. He turned his head and looked at the small hut that was still silent. In his opinion,
The old woman was probably not an ordinary person, and she should have launched a rescue operation at this moment. However, there was still no movement at all, which made him speechless. He secretly gathered his energy and prepared to rescue her.
Xunhuai saw that Linghu Chong had been suppressed, but his consumption was not small. However, compared to these, as long as he could take down Linghu Chong, it was nothing. He sneered and said: "Linghu Chong, you dare to protect people from the Demon Sect.
Guy, let’s see how I deal with you later!”
Linghu Chong was also dizzy at the moment, and could only rely on his strange sword skills to hold on. His cheeks were already red, and he was afraid that he would vomit blood and lose his fighting power in the blink of an eye. He even couldn't breathe enough in his chest. After all, there was still something on his body.
Many places were injured by Xu's fierce energy, and the torn clothes were stained with bright red blood.
The most serious thing was a cut on his forehead. If he hadn't reacted very quickly, his brain would have been pierced.
Linghu Chong smiled bitterly and said: "Shaolin martial arts is indeed not bad. It takes so long to deal with a person who has lost all his inner strength. I really don't know how he defeated the other heroes on the day of the sword debate. It couldn't be bought with money!"
"Tough talk!" He proudly slashed the sword with his palm, and the surging internal force immediately sent Linghu Chong flying away. He extended his kick with some dissatisfaction, and hit Linghu Chong on the lower abdomen, who was flying backwards.
Said: "What a waste. He is still the chief disciple of the Huashan Sect. He has lost his face. No wonder the Huashan Sect is becoming more and more mediocre. I am afraid that in the future, it will be like those small sects!"
"Peng!"
Linghu Chong fell hard to the ground. The blood in his mouth finally couldn't be suppressed, and it spurted out in large quantities. The three-foot long sword also fell to the side. He kept rubbing his lower abdomen and sneered: "Isn't that what Shaolin is like? He can't even deal with a person."
It would take half a day for a useless person to work on it, but it seems that this effort is not much better than that of a useless person!"
Xu Huai said disdainfully: "Seeing that you are so stubborn, I will ask you to be more honest in a while!"
The music in the room suddenly stopped. Ye Cheng narrowed his eyes. At this moment, Xunhuai was three feet away from him. As long as he was close to a normal distance, it would be his best chance to take action. Although he was not sure of taking care of him, at least he could.
Let him suffer some hardships. Dressed in a black robe, he seemed to be forgotten by everyone.
Xuhuai stepped forward and reached out to grab Linghu Chong's neck. Ye Cheng secretly thought that this was the moment, but before he could move, a sharp sound broke through the air from the direction of the thatched house, and the target was pointed at Xuhuai.
Ye Cheng glanced at it and saw a bamboo stick about a foot long. He was secretly shocked. It was more than ten feet away from the hut, but the power emanating from the bamboo stick didn't seem to be reduced much. It was still powerful.
She was very curious, and she was very curious about this old woman. This hand alone showed that her profound internal strength was definitely not inferior to him.
