The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 33
"kill!"

There is no peace in Ping'an Town.

The sound of killing was loud and continuous, and the entire sky and the earth seemed to be filled with a sense of murder.

Daoist Tianchen's whisk is ever-changing, and countless mysterious mysteries are all integrated into the three thousand silver threads.As the whisk swayed, the void crackled and crackled, like firecrackers.

As for Fu Encheng, the second-class sticky pole guard who was in it, he felt like a flat boat in the middle of the ocean, with the wind and rain storming, and the danger of capsizing at any time.

"The Ox-nosed Old Daoist is obviously seriously injured, why is he still so tyrannical?"

Fu Encheng complained incessantly, and the silver light danced wildly in his hands, intertwined into a net: "And Mr. Situ, why hasn't he shown himself? Could it be that he wants to use this arrogant hand to get rid of me and monopolize the great merit."

"Die!!" At this time, regardless of the injury, Tian Chendao forcibly raised his pure skills to the peak state, the silver thread broke through the net, wrapped around Fu Encheng's neck, and then pulled hard.

Immediately, Fu Encheng's neck was separated from his head, and he could not rest in peace.

After this blow, the wound on Taoist Priest Tianchen's chest gushed out, and he quickly stopped the bleeding with heavy techniques.After adjusting his breath for a while, he stood up weakly and scanned the entire battle situation.

Whether it is Laughing Buddha or Ren Hongtao, they are already in crisis at every step, if they insist on thirty or forty moves at most, they may be captured or decapitated.And the disciples brought in were also dead and wounded.

The only fortunate thing is that Situ Tongzi seems to be entangled by Lin Fu, otherwise if he rushed over, I am afraid that there is no room for redemption.

Just as Daoist Tianchen was about to brace his injuries and go to help Laughing Buddha, Ren Taohong and the others, he suddenly saw a black light flashing across the air, hitting the ground heavily, causing dust to fly and the ground to shake.

Looking carefully, it was a long black box.

This box looks very familiar, after a while, isn't it the container that Lin Fu used to hold the Wuyou Knife?

Immediately afterwards, a cyan figure descended from the sky, with its toes lightly tapping on the top of the black box.He has a handsome appearance, his clothes are not fluttering in the wind, and he has an indescribably leisurely posture.

Lian Chengyu stood on top of the black box, threw out a bloody head in his hand, hung it on the corner of the eaves, and shouted: "Situ Bukong is dead, do you still want to fight to the end? Capture him without letting go!?"

His voice was like thunder, sweeping across the entire long street in an instant.

Although the people in the long street were fighting, they couldn't help but look up, and then they saw Situ Bukong's head, which immediately exploded.Especially the Yiqing soldiers, they have seen the methods of this first-class sticky pole guard. To them, it is simply invincible, a god-like existence, but his head was decapitated just like this.

Even Taoist Priest Tianchen was taken aback.

According to his thinking, "Lin Fu" is at most equal to Situ Tongzi.

But he didn't expect that he could forcefully kill Situ Tongzi.

His martial arts might have surpassed his own, comparable to that of the second master.

After a while, suddenly a man who looked like a soldier commander shouted angrily: "Kill him and avenge Lord Situ."

Situ Bukong, the first-class sticky pole guard, died. If their own soldiers surrendered, their families would be in great trouble.And if there is no accident, they can only be like the Nine Lotus Society, reduced to stinky rats in the gutter, and can no longer appear openly.Therefore, even if he knew that this person was terrifying, he could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

If you can kill this person, it will be a great achievement.

The eyes of the one-armed snake king Cao Qingguang and Tan Feiyan flickered. Not only did they not attack Lian Chengyu, but even their moves became inseparable and perfunctory, as if they might flee at any time.

"These days, there are people queuing up to die."

Lian Chengyu floated to the ground, and as soon as he slapped the black box, the Worriless Knife flew into his palm.

Choke!

The knife is bright.

Qinghong is now.

Lian Chengyu held a long knife in his hand, and walked with the knife, his whole body seemed to be integrated into the blue light of Wuyou knife.

A group of elite soldiers who were proficient in fists and feet, who had killed people, and even went to the battlefield, could only see a cyan knife light pave the way, and then waited for the knife light to spin and their necks hurt, and they didn't feel it anymore.

One after another, the figures fell to the ground one after another, without even the slightest strength to resist.When the sword light swept across, in just a few breaths, the officers and soldiers who had originally killed Lian Chengyu died instantly.

"Escape!"

The remaining officers and soldiers were finally emboldened and fled in embarrassment.

Lian Chengyu didn't bother to chase after him, pointing his toes, his figure shot out like a sword, and the sword light directly pressed the "One-eyed Snake King" Cao Qingguang.

when!The Wuyou Saber and Cao Qingguang's snake-shaped strange sword collided with each other, sparks burst out immediately.And Cao Qingguang turned around in the air, and with the power of this knife, he escaped directly.

Lian Chengyu's sleeves flicked, and a cloud of silver light suddenly flew out.

Cao Qingguang, who was about to escape, suddenly fell to the ground like a kite with broken strings, twitched twice, and stopped moving.

"You yourself were exposed to me by your back. I also had itchy hands for a while, no wonder I am." Lian Chengyu muttered, after he learned the method of sending and receiving hidden weapons from Tong Hengzhen, he prepared the silver needle.This guy keeps his back to himself, and the empty door is wide open. If he doesn't sprinkle a handful of silver needles, he will feel sorry for Tong Hengzhen.

He turned around again, heading towards the 'soul chasing whip' Tan Feiyan.

Tan Feiyan had already been frightened by the cyan knife light, her pretty face turned pale and her beauty paled.Seeing Lian Chengyu coming, she hurriedly forced Ren Hongtao, who was seriously injured, to retreat.

She didn't run away in a straight line, her figure changed, making her elusive.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Lian Chengyu from time to time, for fear that this guy would throw a flying needle again.

A ray of sword light rushed towards him diagonally.

It was the pale Ren Hongtao who stopped her retreat.

"Get out!!" Tan Feiyan's face was pale, and she danced wildly with her long whip, whipping at Ren Taohong like a dragon.

Ren Taohong had already suffered serious injuries under the attack of Tan Feiyan and several other masters, so she could only hold back for a while at this time.

however.

This moment is enough.

Lian Chengyu had already rushed over at this time.

The green sword light.

Green as spring water.

Green as distant mountains.

Sweeping like water.

Like a mountain, it is oblique and crushed.

The dull knife gesture instantly broke Tan Feiyan's whip shadow.

"Forgive me!" Tan Feiyan's face turned pale, and she felt that the knife light was coming imminently.

"No mercy!"

Lian Chengyu answered very seriously.

The knife light still cut straight down.

laugh!
Blood splattered, and another figure fell down.

After killing Tan Feiyan and sweeping the chaotic long street, Lian Chengyu didn't bother to make another move, and sheathed Wuyou.

Then with a little tiptoe, it landed lightly in front of Daoist Tianchen, looking at the stunned Daoist Tianchen, and said with a smile.

"Daoist Tianchen, this time you asked me to help, isn't it worth the money?! Haha."

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