"Hehehehe, we, the Three Heroes of Demon Wind, never leave anyone alive when we attack." The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked warrior laughed ferociously.
"The Three Heroes of the Demonic Wind?" Everyone was confused as this was an unfamiliar name.
Chen Zong was thoughtful.
"What do the three of you have to do with the Demonic Wind Hall?" The coachman seemed to think of something and asked again in a deep voice, with a hint of panic deep in his pupils.
After all, Jumen Car Dealer can be regarded as a force that travels all over the country. Although it cannot compare with those big forces, it is quite well-informed and has extensive knowledge. It is aware of the existence of Mofeng Hall and its illustrious reputation.
"Since you know that we are disciples of the Demon Wind Hall, why don't you just restrain your hands and let us kill you." The warrior on the left smiled strangely, his white teeth seemed to flash with a cold light, and he was filled with murderous intent.
The faces of the escorts on the bus were extremely ugly, as if their parents had died.
Magic Wind Hall!
These three people turned out to be really from Mofengtang.
In the carriage, the old man Wanfu's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.
"Wan Lao, what's going on?" Seeing Wan Fu's behavior, others felt panicked and asked quickly.
"They... they are from the Demonic Wind Hall..."
"What's wrong with the Demonic Wind Hall? Is it very powerful?" Most casual cultivators are low-level warriors and don't know much.
"More powerful than Silver Sword Castle, Aojian Villa Linshan Courtyard." Wan Fu said with a grimace, making everyone almost suffocate.
In their limited knowledge, Silver Sword Castle Aojian Villa and Linshan Court were already the most powerful forces, and the Demonic Wind Hall, which they had never heard of before, was actually more powerful than the three of them.
"Moreover, the Demonic Wind Hall does not follow rules, is cruel and easy to kill, and does all kinds of evil. It is completely a demonic way." Wan Fu's words shocked everyone, and they fell into panic and despair.
die!
Who wants to die?
Or he was killed for no reason.
Fear is spreading like a virus. Even the proud Mu Tieyun is full of panic at this moment. No matter how arrogant he is, he knows that he is only at the peak of the seventh level of the Jinjin Realm. Can he compete with the early stage of the eighth rank of the Jinjin Realm?
The first battle is still an unknown, let alone reaching the peak of the ninth rank of Jinjin Realm.
Only Chen Zong's expression did not change, he was very calm and showed no signs of panic.
"Let's hold these three people, and you can take the opportunity to leave." A guard's face appeared in front of the car window, and he quickly said to everyone. The meaning of their escort on the car is to protect the guests.
"Don't even think about leaving." The disciple of the Demonic Wind Hall said coldly, and the evil spirit spread out, as if an invisible and cold poisonous snake was watching in the dark.
Another blood-colored spear shot through the air, like blood-colored lightning. It contained extremely terrifying black inner energy. The evil energy surged, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar. The impact at close range made everyone in the carriage numb and covered in blood.
It seems to be frozen and difficult to move.
The demonic sound screamed and penetrated the gold and cracked the stone. Everyone in the carriage, except Chen Zong, covered their ears with pain on their faces.
That bloody spear was shot at one of the car guards.
The internal energy and strength at the peak of the ninth level of Jinjin Realm were so tyrannical that they could not withstand it. They directly penetrated the locked car guard and led the person into another car guard behind him. His muscles and bones were broken and he vomited blood.
In one encounter, one of the nine escorts was killed and the other seriously injured.
The other two Demonic Wind Hall disciples also took action. One of them rushed away like a cheetah. The speed was frightening. The short knife covered with fine serrations condensed black inner energy, flowing like a torrent, leaving two streaks in the air.
A black straight line, with surging evil energy, mercilessly kills the other escorts on the vehicle.
The disciple of the Demonic Wind Hall with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks jumped up and looked back at high speed in mid-air. He was shot down like a meteorite. A pair of sharp claws flashed red and were full of black inner energy, sharp and fierce.
"Kill!" the coachman roared, his long knife pierced the air, and with the force of Senbai's energy, he slashed out and slashed through the waves.
The other guards burst into full force.
The battle of life and death.
Everyone in the carriage came to their senses and quickly mobilized their inner strength to relieve their discomfort. They stood up quickly to rush out of the carriage and escape from here.
They knew very well that with their cultivation and strength, they would only die if they faced the disciples of the Demonic Wind Hall.
There is only one carriage door, and only one person can usually enter or exit.
"Go away."
"roll."
In order to get out of the car first, everyone started fighting.
"I am the one who wants to enter Linshan Courtyard, please get out of my way quickly." Mu Tieyun shouted, a pair of iron palms struck out mercilessly, causing an astonishing whistling sound that shook the entire carriage.
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No one paid attention to him. At this moment of life and death crisis, everyone wanted to survive. Who cares about becoming a disciple of Linshan Academy? Even if they were real disciples of Linshan Academy, they would not be humble.
Chen Zong did not participate in the melee, but stood up, and with a movement of his body, he shot out of the small car window like an arrow from a string.
Everything happened too fast. When Chen Zong left the carriage, two more of his escorts were killed, leaving only five.
He tapped the shaft lightly with his toes, and with the help of his strength, Chen Zong's speed surged again, as fast as a beam of light. The red thunder sword was unsheathed, and the sword light tore through the sky like red lightning, killing the disciples of the Demon Wind Hall with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks.
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In an instant, the Demonic Wind Hall disciple felt that he was locked by a terrifying sharp edge, as if he had been pierced through, and he even caught a glimpse of red lightning with a little bit of gray starlight in the corner of his eye.
"Seeking death!" The face of the warrior with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks changed drastically, and he let out a high-pitched scream. A pair of sharp claws were filled with black smoke, and he clawed out fiercely, like the claws of a demon.
"Leave this person to me." At the same time, a word came to the ears of the car escort who was at a disadvantage in the battle with the Demon Wind Hall disciple. A very plain voice, but it contained indescribable edge.
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"You have to be careful." He said, breathing a sigh of relief and holding back the pain of being torn apart by sharp claws. The warrior quickly swung his sword to support the others.
Chen Zong swung his sword while observing the fighting situation of the other guards. Seeing that they could still compete with the two disciples of the Demon Wind Hall, he had no intention of showing his full strength.
The sword is like lightning and thunder, defeating the opponent's claw attack and tearing apart the black smoke, it is sharp and domineering.
The superb sword skills, even if he did not use all his strength, allowed Chen Zong to respond to the opponent's offensive with ease, defeating each one one by one, disrupting the opponent's rhythm, bringing him under his own rhythm, and suppressing the opponent.
After the fight in the carriage ended, some people were injured and the giant camel carriage was damaged. However, their eyes were drawn to Chen Zong as 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 vigorously as if he had seen a ghost and looked again. It was not a dream or an illusion. That was really Chen Zong, fighting with that cruel and cruel man.
Fierce warrior fight.
Judging from the aura, Chen Zong is indeed at the early stage of the eighth level of training, but the aura emitted by the inner energy is powerful, domineering, sharp, and very powerful. Obviously, the skills practiced by Chen Zong are very good, and they are probably the best at the earth level.
Kung Fu.
"The best earth-level skills..." Mu Tieyun was immediately filled with envy. You must know that the exercises he practiced were only the top-level earth-level skills. Perhaps for many casual cultivators, the top-level earth-level skills were already very good.
, it was also his chance that Mu Tieyun was able to practice high-level skills at the earth level.
"Genius...real genius..."
"It's so strong, you can actually practice cultivation at the early stage of the eighth level of the Jin Realm, and compete with the peak of the ninth level of the Jin Realm."
Everyone was shocked. Only then did they realize that Chen Zong, who had always kept a low profile, was the real genius, not a high-profile person like Mu Tieyun.
Mu Tieyun seemed to feel the attention of everyone, and became a little angry.
While suppressing his opponent, Chen Zong paid attention to the fighting situation of several other people. Seeing that the guards were constantly injured and gradually weakened, he strengthened the power of his swordsmanship.
The sword is like thunder and blazing like lightning.
The roaring sound burst into my ears.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of red sword lights pierced the sky, like a heavy rain falling.
The warrior with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks quickly waved his claws to block, but the powerful impact made his hands numb. A sword light was silent, like a floating light passing through the clouds, extremely fast.
"No..." There was only a little red light in the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked warrior's eyes, like a meteor streaking across the sky, and the assassination was coming.
This sword is too fast to dodge, let alone resist.
A sword pierced the throat, passed out from the back of the neck, and quickly pulled it out, bringing up a stream of blood beads rolling in the air. The widened eyes reflected a figure that turned and floated away, so cool and calm, and soon
, fell into darkness.
The red lightning tore through the air and hit the bloody spear. The strong force deflected the bloody spear. The driver, who was almost impaled, saved his life and quickly struck out with a knife.
There are still two warriors from the Demon Wind Hall, and there are five other car escorts from the Jumen Car Shop. All of them are injured, varying in severity, but they all still have a certain degree of combat effectiveness.
"Leave this person to me, you go and support them." Chen Zong said while drawing his sword to repel the enemy.
"Okay, thank you." The driver glanced over and saw the body of one of the warriors from the Demonic Wind Hall. He was shocked in his heart, but he did not hesitate and immediately made a decision to kill the other person.
If five people join forces to fight against one, even if they are defeated, they can still last longer.
"Boy, I don't care who you are. If you dare to kill people from our Demon Wind Hall, you are going against our Demon Wind Hall. You are doomed." The other party stabbed the blood-red spear fiercely while threatening Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's answer is the sword.
This man's strength is even stronger than that of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked warrior, but to Chen Zong, it's nothing.
Under the sword light like the violent wind, rain, lightning, and thunder, the opponent's offensive was broken, the rhythm was disrupted, and he could only defend passively, without any chance of counterattack. If he stayed for a long time, he would lose, and his ear would be cut off with one sword.
Under the severe pain, his reaction was slightly slower, and he was immediately aware of life and death.
After killing the opponent, Chen Zong flashed, and the speed of the Shocking Steps surged. His sword was like thunder coming from the sky, and with a hissing sound, it stabbed the last warrior of the Demon Wind Hall. This warrior was fighting with the five chariots.
The guards fought, but before he had time to react, a sword penetrated his head.