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Chapter 67 Ye Gucheng

Chapter 67: Ye Gucheng

"Kill them all."

Now that he made the move, Zhao Quan didn't intend to keep alive.

There were about 80 people gathered near Luoxiapo, most of them were Jiang Hu people from the fifth to seventh level of Houtian.

There are only a few dozen people who have reached the eighth level or above.

And Ye Gucheng is an innate realm.

Hearing Zhao Quan's words, Cao Shen could only shudder.

But a man behind him shouted: "Fight with him!"

Afterwards, more than a dozen Jianghu people were led to kill Ye Gucheng. In their view, Ye Gucheng was only one person after all, and Zhao Quan was only two people.

But there are more than 80 of them.

Only Cao Shen, looking at the peerless swordsman in white, felt cold limbs and a thin layer of cold sweat on his back.

Invincible!

This was Cao Shen's first thought.

escape!
This was Cao Shen's second thought.

Afterwards, he performed lightness kung fu and fled outwards decisively.

But when he was running for his life, he suddenly found that more people chose to flee like him.

Surprised, he turned his head and took a look.

This glance made him feel that his parents lost two legs.

I saw that the dozen or so people who had besieged and killed Ye Gucheng before fell in a pool of blood.

Everyone's throat was sealed with a sword.

Killing without a second sword!
Zhao Quan no longer paid attention to the situation here. In his opinion, if Ye Gucheng made a move, even if these Jianghu people scattered to escape, they would not be able to succeed.

They are dead.

From the moment Zhao Quan was about to make a move.

Their fate is doomed.

Zhao Quan, on the other hand, looked at the battle between Ding Chong and Hongxia Nu.

Ding Chong's strength is no worse than Xi Yulong's, and even faintly stronger.

As for Hongxia girl, she had already suffered serious injuries before, and after many activities at this time, she lost too much blood, which seriously affected her strength.

Four or five wounds were cut on his body by Ding Chong, dripping with blood, very miserable.

But the hand holding the Qingshuang Sword was still firm.

Zhao Quan directly used lightness kung fu and stepped forward, saying: "Ten miles west, there are people waiting, go quickly!"

Then, without giving Hongxia girl time to react, she flicked the red cloak and pounced on Ding Chong like a ghost.

Ding Chong roared angrily, and slashed down with his long knife.

But because the cloak obscured his sight, Zhao Quan dodged it, pushed the iron palm horizontally, and the power of six dragons and six elephants burst out.

"Overwhelming!"

On the iron arm, the muscles protrude, entangled with each other like thousands of steel wires.

With a violent shout in his mouth, the powerful palm force erupted like a mountain torrent, venting out.

Ding Chong had nothing to dodge, so he withdrew his knife to block.

Bang!
The iron palm erupted and hit the black knife's face.

With a muffled sound, Ding Chong couldn't stop taking five or six steps back, the black knife touched the ground, and then he stabilized his figure.

However, before he could react, Zhao Quan bullied him again.

The burly figure soared into the air, pounced like a colorful tiger.

Suddenly, a burst of sharp energy bloomed, and the long knife in Ding Chong's hand appeared in front of Zhao Quan.

It is the cloak seven kills groundless rumors!
At the critical moment, Zhao Quan turned sideways suddenly, and the blade slashed across his chest, feeling a chill.

Landing on the ground, Zhao Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the clothes on his chest were torn, revealing his solid chest.

The sword flashes again!
The sharp light of the knife is like snowflakes, dazzling people, it is really difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Zhao Quan's eyes burst out with a brilliant light, and the cloud trace phantom was cast, and his figure moved and shifted at an extremely fast speed.

But the light of the knife is like a snowstorm, making it hard to dodge.

It is the wind and snow of the Cloak Seven Kills!
Zhao Quan yelled violently, and extended his palms together. The force of his palms was so fierce that it caused a gust of wind to howl.

A sudden burst of palm is tearing the sky and clearing the clouds!

The palm moves forward indomitably, whenever the light of the knife touches, it will be broken into little stars and dissipated.

Bang!
The blade collided with the palm, and both sides retreated three steps.

Zhao Quan clenched his right hand tightly, and a drop of bright red blood slipped from between his fingers.

Perhaps seeing that Zhao Quan was injured, Ding Chong sneered, and the sharp blade of the black knife pierced the air.

With the sound of a sharp airflow, the knife is astonishing and extremely fast.

Instantly cut towards Zhao Quan!

Cloak Seven Kills: The Thunder and Resolute Action!
Zhao Quan's dark red cloak flapped, blocking Ding Chong's sight.

But Ding Chong didn't care about it, and shouted violently: "Forget it, the same move won't work a second time!"

The blade became more powerful, and the air flow caused by it set off a storm, blowing away the dancing cloak.

But Zhao Quan was nowhere to be seen.

Ding Chong's eyes flashed with astonishment, and suddenly he felt an extreme sense of oppression coming from above his head!
Looking up, I saw the dark red cloak turned into a red cloud, wrapped in violent cloud energy, and falling downward.

It seemed to turn into a giant palm, trapping Ding Chong to death!
It is the catastrophe of Cloud Pai Zhang that descends from the sky!

Ding Chong's saber was exhausted, and it was too late to withdraw his saber to resist.

The long knife circulated, and the blade drew an arc in the remaining momentum, and faced the air again.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew up, wrapped in the force of the knife, and headed straight for the falling 'Giant Palm'!
Cloak Seven Kills is making waves!
It's a pity that the knife came out in a hurry, unprepared, and the momentum was not concentrated, so it was hit by a palm.

Bang!
Zhao Quan's burly figure flipped flexibly, kicking up a cloud of dust when he landed.

Standing still, he looked at Ding Chong intently.

I saw Ding Chong prostrate on the ground with a black knife in his hand, sinking into the ground more than an inch deep.

With the long knife on the ground, Ding Chong struggled to stand up, clenched his teeth, and there was endless evil in his eyes.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but just standing up made his painful forehead sweat.

That palm just now broke at least three of his ribs.

Enduring the pain by force, Ding Chong was going to continue to attack.

All of a sudden, I felt the hairs on my back standing up, as if I was in a container full of steel needles.

Enduring the discomfort, he turned his head and saw a white-clothed swordsman with an indifferent expression standing not far away.

The long sword in his hand was glowing with a cold light, and he could tell at a glance that it was a precious weapon not weaker than Qingshuang.

At this time, the blood on the long sword was still wet.

Ye Gucheng didn't even look at Ding Chong, and said to Zhao Quan: "83 people, all of them were put to death, and none of them survived."

Zhao Quan turned his head to look, and saw corpses lying all over the vicinity of Luoxiapo.

The gurgling blood flowed out, and the clouds in the sky that seemed to reflect it also turned blood red.

Looking at Ye Gucheng again, Zhao Quan said: "Kill him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Chong felt his throat go cold.

Looking down, I saw a section of sword tip in sight, and the blood beads on it formed a blood line, dripping downward.

Ding Chong fell down, Zhao Quan looked around, but Hongxia girl was nowhere to be seen.

Except for himself and Ye Gucheng, there was only one figure standing there dumbfounded.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Zhao Quan's eyes, then disappeared, and walked forward slowly.

Holding up Baili Huanzhu's dull face, he said softly: "Don't say anything, don't do anything."

(End of this chapter)