The moment Linghu Chong grasped the hilt of the sword, Ye Cheng seemed to see a trace of determination in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision.
Before he could react, Linghu Chong had already straightened his waist, patted the grass with his left hand, and suddenly shot into the Arhat Formation like a stream of light. His long sword flew with great force, and immediately injured several disciples.
, if the rescuers behind him hadn't been in time, he might have taken the opportunity to cover up and kill these people.
Does he have internal power? This thought was not only turning in Ye Cheng's head, but also turning in the minds of everyone around him. At the same time, Xu Huai's face couldn't help but change. He thought to himself that the sword technique he saw Linghu Chong used just now might be used now.
Being cheated on is definitely not a good thing.
The fact was exactly as he expected. Like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep, the three-foot long sword in Linghu Chong's hand showed great power in his graceful movement. Before the three-breath time was up, he actually wounded five people in one breath.
A disciple, but surprisingly he did not pursue her, but stayed behind the old woman. The red color on his face became more and more intense, which looked extremely abnormal.
Ye Cheng, who was standing blankly on the side, immediately knew that something big was going to happen. Linghu Chong must have used a secret method to cause this situation. Only Bajiu was risking his life. He just had to wait for his effect to wear off and greet him.
will be death.
Although he has not known Linghu Chong for a long time, he got a general understanding of him in this whole day. This person may seem bohemian, but inside he still has a true chivalrous heart, and he attaches great importance to love and justice.
, otherwise he wouldn’t be in this kind of pain because of his master’s alienation and his little junior sister’s transference.
A person who doesn't understand the piano but loves to listen to it, who doesn't understand wine but loves to drink, is interesting no matter what, so Ye Cheng has to take action, and he must save this person. Sometimes, impulsiveness can lead to
It was something he would never forget.
Regardless of exposing his identity, Ye Cheng immediately took out the blood-drinking spear, and with the shadow of the spear all over the sky, he slammed into the array of Arhat sticks. He hit several consecutive blows with all his strength, with unbelievable accuracy and ruthlessness.
He hit several long sticks attacking Linghu Chong hard.
The people holding the sticks were immediately invaded by the spiral energy coming from the sticks. They immediately retreated to defend. However, Linghu Chong's body suddenly became quiet, and he once again saw the sparse stars in the dark night.
Ye Cheng put a hand on Linghu Chong's wrist, and before he could use his true energy, he was pushed away by a ruthless force. There were actually several strands of this brute force.
The red color on Linghu Chong's face was extremely abnormal. He opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I knew you were a good man. I may not be able to hold on for much longer. You must take my mother-in-law out to fulfill my last wish!"
Ye Cheng frowned and shouted coldly: "That last wish is nothing. Stop this energy quickly. If this continues, you will definitely die!"
Linghu Chong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You think I don't want to. If I can control this power, I won't have any inner strength at all. While I still have the strength to fight, I will fight to the death to open a gap for you. I must
Run away, they don't dare to kill me!"
Only then did Ye Cheng realize the seriousness of the matter. Linghu Chong must have brought out the uncontrollable thing in his body. He gave it a desperate blow. With a curl of his mouth, he slashed Linghu Chong's neck with his left hand without hesitation.
He felt that the crazy energy seemed to have calmed down a bit, but the backlash still made him spurt out a large mouthful of blood, but this was better than death.
When her eyes caught sight of Linghu Chong's weakness, the old woman was startled and said sharply: "What did you do to him?"
Ye Cheng said unhappily: "I'm saving him. If you don't show off, you can leave earlier. I don't dare to kill him. It's all because of you that he is in this situation!"
The old woman, who was still fighting, kept her sword strong, her mind went blank, and the words "your reasons" kept flashing, and for a moment she forgot about the long stick that was so close behind her.
Ye Cheng cursed secretly, he couldn't let the old woman die, otherwise even if Linghu Chong was awakened, he would probably blame him to death. He immediately threw Linghu Chong on his shoulder, struck out with his spear quickly, grabbed the old woman's arm with his left hand, and pulled her
He came over, and the spear blocked the shadow of the stick with just a hair's breadth.
Suddenly he felt a fresh fragrance in his arms, and even felt something soft pressing against him on his chest. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. When he lowered his head and saw that it was the old woman, his heart skipped a beat, and he was shocked.
He is really not a thing, he reacted to an old woman, he hurriedly pushed her away and said coldly: "If you continue to be in a daze, we will all die here!"
The old woman only reacted at this moment, exclaimed in a low voice, covered her chest, and stared at Ye Cheng angrily.
Ye Cheng heard the exclamation. He really thought about why the voice was so clear and crisp, like a little girl. He had already felt several powerful energies attacking his body from behind. He still dared to think wildly and raised his spear without looking back.
, as if there were two eyes on the back of the head, hitting the stick body accurately.
But this time, he was the one who suffered the loss. He made a hasty attack without thinking, but the energy from the stick rushed into his body. He staggered forward and took a step forward to resolve the energy.
"Eight taels?"
He had been paying attention to Jianglong in the field. When he saw the familiar spear, he suddenly exclaimed, causing Xunhuai beside him to scold him.
Jianglong immediately told Xuhuai everything that had happened in Shangyong, and the latter suddenly looked serious and said sternly: "It turns out they are all members of the Demon Sect. The disciples obey the order and capture these people of the Demon Sect, whether they are alive or dead."
whether!"
The disciples in the Arhat's stick formation shouted in unison, and the long sticks in their hands began to roll rapidly. The attack was twice as fierce as before. It was really a deadly attack, leaving no chance for anyone in the formation to breathe.
person.
"Jiang Long, is that the eight taels you are talking about?" the slightly stocky man beside Jiang Long asked.
Jianglong nodded solemnly and said: "Yes, it's him. My full-strength attack was easily broken by him, and I was almost injured by his counterattack. Even the Sanjue Taoist who didn't check for a moment was killed by him with his own hands.
, this person is extremely powerful, the Wudang Sect has almost turned upside down in Fangzhou, but I didn’t expect that this guy has actually run here, and his footsteps are quite fast!”
"Awesome?" The strong man snorted and sneered: "You must be careless to say that. No matter how powerful you are, I will keep this person today. I don't believe that without your help, we
You can't defeat this person by subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger!"
Jianglong nodded, and the scene of Shangyong being humiliated came to his mind again, and he said coldly: "I will decide his fate!"
At this moment, the center of the Arhat Formation was already fighting fiercely. The sky was filled with the shadows of sticks and spears, and the energy was surging in all directions. Ye Cheng was also carrying someone on his body. Although it did not have much impact on the marksmanship, it still hindered him a bit.
Looking at his actions, these Shaolin disciples often injured several of them themselves, and then were driven away by their companions, so that although everyone was in trouble, none of them lost their fighting power. He thought, Qi Chu couldn't help but shouted coldly:
: "Damn thing, are you really going to let me be entangled here to death?"
Compared with him, the old woman was even more unbearable at the moment. Just now, by accident, she was hit with two sticks on her shoulder blades, and her clothes were immediately dripping with blood.
Ye Cheng frowned. If he didn't use some ruthlessness today, he would definitely not be able to escape. He hurriedly shouted: "Old lady, you are optimistic about Linghu Chong, I will break the formation, follow him!"
The old woman basically lost her confidence, so she had no choice but to reach out to take Linghu Chong, followed behind Ye Cheng, and helped him block the attacks behind him.
Ye Cheng took a deep breath, and even the ancient demon Buddha arm on his right arm emerged. The permeating black air looked even more strange in the night, and the gun body was wrapped around the arm, and the gun body was wrapped around the arm.
Under his control, it spun even more rapidly. Looking at the Shaolin disciple in front of him, his eyes widened angrily, and with a loud shout, he pushed the gun out flat.
The madly rotating energy made a harsh sound, and the Shaolin disciple who was standing in front of the spear was horrified. Although there were companions around him, he felt as if he was isolated, and his companions who were close at hand could not save him.
His current crisis.
The energy that completely sealed all around him seemed to have formed a bottomless whirlpool, swallowing him up in one gulp.
This disciple is not an ordinary mediocre person. The way of nature is to die in an instant. If he retreats blindly, not only will the battle be defeated, but he himself will also lose his head. The only way is to block this shot, and maybe also
A slim chance of survival.
The vigorous energy in his body blew up the black robe that covered Ye Cheng's face. The strange and shocking ghost face was revealed in front of everyone. At this moment, the eyes of the ghost face were blood red, like a beast in the abyss.
That way, you want to select people and devour them, making them lose all will to fight.
The disciple finally swung his long stick, but unfortunately one side's morale was as strong as a rainbow, and the other side was already defeated. With a harsh sound of "Dang!", the disciple rolled out with his stick, without making a sound.
, has passed out, and blood is constantly flowing out of his facial features.
The tragic death of this disciple did not make Ye Cheng happy, because the man's blockade, during the time it took to slow down, the companions around him finally responded in time, blocking left and right, and the people behind him intercepted him.
, another layer of constant changes, which immediately made the old woman behind him fall into surprise.
Ye Cheng stared closely at the substitute in front of him and understood in an instant that this seemingly strongest defense was actually the weakest link. As long as this person was defeated, the formation without a substitute would definitely fail.
He was defeated without attacking, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. The peak shot just now was already a bit overdrawn. There was no extra choice now. He forced his true energy to run again, and shot out like the same shot just now.
Regardless of the long sticks that had been smashed down on both sides, this shot embodies Ye Cheng's hope of survival after putting himself to death. Regardless of success or failure, it is all within this shot. If the formation is broken, he will live, if not, he will die.
