Feeling the smells everywhere in the alley, Chen Chao grasped the handle of the knife at his waist without hesitation, and then crashed into a wall in an instant.
As the gravel continued to fall, a wall shattered in an instant, and a figure hiding behind the wall was knocked out in an instant.
When Chen Chao came to the alley, he just glanced hastily in front of him and became a little distracted. At this moment, the entire alley in front of him was packed with at least dozens of monks.
They were all ready, and their murderous aura was solemn.
Chen Chao raised his head and cursed: "Zhou Gouqi, how many fucking girls have you peeked at taking a shower?!"
Zhou Gouqi squatted on the wall, looked into the distance, and muttered: "Don't be so ignorant, what I want to fight is much better than these little shrimps you can deal with."
Chen Chao silently drew the knife, listening to the sound of Yunni's blade scratching across the scabbard, and said to himself: "You should all be damned alive, otherwise all the questions I want to ask will be fruitless."
"Don't worry, even if I die, you will definitely know what you want to know."
Zhou Gouqi smiled with emotion, "I really didn't expect that one day I would actually need your help."
Chen Chao remained silent and ran towards the alley.
At the same time, many monks in the alley also began to take action at this moment.
And the light rain that had stopped not long ago started to rain again.
As the first raindrop fell from the sky, and then landed on Chen Chao's Yunni Dao, Chen Chao had already handed out a knife towards the front.
The extremely sharp blade passed through the alley, cutting open a falling raindrop, and rolled it forward at the same time. The energy of the blade was rolling, and a strong wind blew up in surprise.
The monk at the front of the knife was unable to dodge, and was swept by the blade. He was cut open in an instant and split into two halves. His blood spilled along with the rain, dyeing the ground red.
In an alley, a silent fight began in an instant.
These unknown killers were undoubtedly sent to kill Zhou Gouqi, but it was the presence of Chen Chao that disrupted the current killing situation.
However, the killers did not panic. In their opinion, it would not be long before they could kill this young warrior who was extremely famous at that time.
No matter how strong this warrior is, after all, he is only one person.
The power of one person will eventually come to an end.
Chen Chao dodged the attack of a monk in the alley, but before the energy dissipated, a sword energy surged in front of his eyes. The sword energy was wrapped in rainwater, with an extremely sharp meaning, and headed towards this person.
The edge rolled in crazily.
A middle-aged swordsman with an ordinary face appeared from the crowd.
The sword energy that filled the sky was like countless sharp flying swords, wrapping up Chen Chao in the alley. The meaning of endless sharpness invaded his skin all the time.
Judging from the sword energy alone, the sword cultivator in front of me doesn't know how long he has been practicing swordsmanship. I'm afraid he is only one step away from the realm of sword immortal.
As the sword cultivator took a step forward, his clothes swayed slightly, and endless sword energy poured out from between his sleeves. The rain curtain in front of him was instantly torn to pieces, and several sword marks appeared on a wall in an instant.
The sword marks penetrated deep into it, and then penetrated, causing a wall to collapse instantly, and a small courtyard began to break apart inch by inch starting in front of Chen Chao.
Chen Chao looked at the criss-crossing sword energy and began to draw his sword continuously. In an instant, the majestic sword energy collided with the plundering sword energy.
The sharp sword energy kept spitting out, like a huge flood that was about to drown Chen Chao in an instant.
Chen Chao slashed out with his sword, opening a passage in the endless sword energy, and then kept moving forward, and soon he was approaching the sword cultivator not far away.
The two looked at each other, and a sword cry suddenly echoed through the alley.
A snow-white shining flying sword passed through the rain curtain, heading towards Chen Chao. Chen Chao instantly fell back, his whole body forming a strange arc. At the same time, other monks in the alley took advantage of the opportunity.
Taking this opportunity, he suddenly took action and struck Chen Chao.
Countless Tao Qi machines are stacked layer upon layer here, and then fall down.
This group of killers cooperated skillfully, and one could tell at a glance that this was not the first time they had joined forces to fight against the enemy.
However, Chen Chao still dodged this extremely dangerous blow by turning sideways before those Qi machines fell. However, he dodged the attacks of these monks, but failed to dodge the flying swords that came back afterward.
The snow-white flying sword flew past Chen Chao's cheek, leaving a fine blood mark directly on his face.
Chen Chao stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword, but the speed of the flying sword was so fast that he missed it.
Chen Chao frowned slightly and used his knife to separate the monks in front of him. The cloud and mud slashed across the chest of one of them, taking away his life.
Then the flying sword returned and stabbed directly into the back of Chen Chao's head.
Chen Chao turned around and slashed out with his sword.
In the rain curtain, there were sparks visible to the naked eye.
The sword cultivator's eyes narrowed slightly, and the flying sword kept colliding with Chen Chao's cloud and mud.
Endless sword energy enveloped Chen Chao here.
But soon, the sword cultivator's face became a little ugly, because he could feel that there seemed to be something wrong with his flying sword.
Indeed, the snow-white flying sword that kept wandering in front of Chen Chao had a gap opened at this moment.
That flying sword is not ordinary either. Although it did not come from Sword Qi Mountain, it should be absolutely impossible for it to be destroyed like this.
Before he could think about it, the next moment, his snow-white flying sword suddenly broke and fell into the alley.
The sword cultivator's face darkened and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. Chen Chao took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, punching away the two cultivators standing nearby.
At this moment, the casualties among the monks in this alley were only a quarter, and today's story should continue for a long time.
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Zhou Wolfberry swept out of Peach Blossom Alley and kept running in the rain.
Two figures followed each other like shadows in the rain curtain.
"Zhou Xianshan, it's too late to stop now, do you really want to fight to the death?!"
There was a sound coming from the rain curtain, which could be heard in the distance.
Zhou Gouqi sneered: "There are so many people in the same family, how can you forget it?"
"You have to forget even if you don't want to. Your efforts alone will ultimately be in vain. Even if you get to the capital of God, I'm afraid it won't be of much use."
The voices in the rain curtain kept coming, slightly sarcastic.
Zhou Gouqi kept running and said, "You two want me to give up with just a few words. You are really a little too naive."
"In this case, we have no choice but to kill you and then kill the young warrior, so that no one will know about it."
Along with the sound, a purple lightning fell from the sky.
The power of heaven and earth is so terrifying.
Zhou Gouqi waved his sleeves to interrupt the ferocious thunder and lightning, and just looked down at a puddle of water.