Huashan female sword god

Chapter 499
Peng Yidao fought fiercely against the black-armored swordsman with a knife, and only then did he hand over the sword. The sword could only exchange one or two strokes, and immediately two more came to help. .

And beside.

Others also handed in.

A large group of top experts in the righteous way tacitly approached the people of the Ancestor Sect nearby, and silently killed each other regardless of whether they were bullying the few with more.

The melee starts.

Several Ancestral Cult masters each have to deal with at least two or three Righteous Path masters, but even so, there are still a group of Righteous Path masters who either stare at them, or go directly to clean up the ordinary disciples behind them. The difference between the quantity and quality is too great. The loss was heavy, and among the experts who came to help, one of them was defeated in an instant, leaving only a scream, and the remaining three Mu Tiantang also had scars on their bodies. The one in the best situation is the Miao girl. Although she has the worst background among them, she is a girl after all, so she is ignored by others intentionally or unintentionally. The head of the sect, Gao Songyang, was besieging. Although they were outnumbered, they were at a disadvantage, but they were not injured for a while, but unfortunately it was not beneficial to the overall situation.

And when the scuffle lasted for only ten breaths, a large number of figures rushed towards the mountain, and came to help.

"Humph."

A soft hum exploded, the mountains and forests turbulent, leaves rolled dust, and those who lacked skill suddenly surged with qi and blood.

The figure was cruising around, as swift as a ghostly phantom, passing some of the righteous masters who were rushing forward, and rushed straight into the middle of the three people besieging the black-armored iron-faced guest. Of these three people, one is the second head of the Peng family in Humen, and the other is a mature man of the Wudang sect. The leader of the generation, the last one is the Great Monk of Shaolin Temple, apart from Peng Yidao who is a master of the super-real realm, the other two are also figures in the false realm, their strengths are not trivial, but the woman in white was photographed casually, Zhuo Yihang and that The great monk couldn't resist, vomited blood and flew out, and couldn't stand up again, only Peng Yidao was more powerful, he was slapped on the face of the knife, and retreated more than ten steps in a row. Nothing serious yet.

He took a breath, raised his trembling hands and looked at the knife, there was a crack on it, he couldn't help shouting: "Ha, this bitch is strong enough."

Misfortune comes out of the mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in black who had already turned to save Mu Tiantang groaned softly, went and turned back, and slapped it with his palm.

The figure flew horizontally with the strength of the palm, and struck in the blink of an eye.

Peng Yidao was able to hold the saber in front of him, the jade palm fell, the long saber broke in two, the palm fell on his chest, the force collapsed into his body, the viscera were shocked, there was a crisp rattling sound, the bones shattered, Peng Yidao vomited blood and flew far away.

"Hero Peng..."

A Taoist priest at the side and behind caught Peng Yidao softly.

"Okay, it's amazing, mother, mother..."

Peng Yidao was lifted up half of his body, coughing up blood continuously, and said intermittently, before the last word "men" fell, his eyes widened, his body softened, and he was silent again.

The second master of the Humen Peng family, one of the four major families in martial arts today, and the top figure ranked 42 on the local list, died just like that.

The shock changed so quickly that no one around reacted to it. They watched the woman in black go back and kill Peng Yidao with flying palms. It was only then that everyone came to their senses, but it was too late.

"Second master!"

Seeing this, Peng Eryan, the third leader of the Peng family who was leading the way and cheerfully killing the miscellaneous soldiers, shouted anxiously, and hurriedly flew back, and came forward in an instant. When he found that Peng Yidao was dead, he raised his sword to kill the woman in black and shouted: "Bitch, I'll kill you."

"Chen Suyi, you dare to act fiercely when you are about to die, Shang will come to meet you."

On the other side, Shang Nianchan also shouted angrily, gave up on Mu Tiantang, and turned to kill her.

"Out of control."

Chen Suyi sneered.

Shang Nianchan and Peng Erren rushed to them almost at the same time, their wrathful knives and cold swords flew into the shadows, but under Chen Suyi's figure floating like a fairy and a ghost, they failed to take advantage of the slightest. , in danger everywhere.

Not far away, a person rushed out without making a sound and entered the battle. It was Shang Nianchan's uncle Lu Lingchuan.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you."

"Haha, Lord Shang, I will help you too."

After shouting and shouting, Gao Songyang abandoned Miao Nu and rushed forward. In the other direction, two people rushed to help.

The next moment gathers together, so far, Songshan headmaster Shang Nianchan, elder Lu Lingchuan, deputy head Gao Songyang, Humen Peng family's third head Peng Erren, Xingdou Mujia's second master Muweihu, Tiejianmen headmaster Yan Wangbei, the six members of Zhengdao The top-ranking top experts besieged Chen Suyi.

Swords and swords, flying sand and rocks, the murderous aura is soaring, and the battle is powerful.

However, the encirclement of six people can only suppress the might of the Heavenly Witch. In the original plan, only Shang Nianchan and Lu Lingchuan's uncle and nephew were to deal with it, but it was taken for granted.

There are hundreds of follow-up people from the Ancestor Sect on the mountain. Although there are only seven or eight of the top super masters, at least [-]% of them are first-class masters. The gap, but it is no longer unbearable to fight. With the cooperation of those super masters, they divided the battle situation and completely blocked the advance of Zhengdao, the vanguard.

In addition, there are still people rushing down the mountain.And the large troops following Zhengdao finally rushed here one after another at this time.

By this time, the sky had already darkened.

The fiercest battle and the cruelest dispute finally began to take place.

Blood is bleeding everywhere, mountains and water are dyed red, little sparks burn in the forest, illuminating the cold night of Heijinya. .

And You Xingye could finally stop being idle.

She and Mingyuetian joined hands, wandering up the mountain, and did not specifically target them, but if someone stood in front, and it was one of her own, she would send a sword, but the sword was for help, and the enemy would also send a sword, This sword is to kill.

It's also fortunate that in this kind of battle, everyone basically wears the uniform costumes of their respective sects and families, otherwise, they may have to admit their mistakes and kill their own people.

The torch that fell on the ground ignited a pile of fire, and You Xingye stabbed the sword edge into the vest of a disciple of the Ancestor Cult who was blocking the way in the light of the fire. , from the left to You Xingye's neck.

The cold knife came suddenly, tricky and ruthless, swift and unpredictable.

Killer at Heaven's Gate.

The disciples of Fenglei Dao of Tiantianmen are all masters of assassination. Unfortunately, in such a large-scale battle, professional assassins are undoubtedly hindered everywhere, and there is no advantage at all. No exception, otherwise, this knife can be more abrupt, faster, and more tricky.

But now, it's a lot worse.

You Xingye didn't seem to notice it, and he stabbed the Ancestor Sect disciple straight through, and then slowly withdrew the sword edge.

Then the void condensed, and a delicate knife appeared out of thin air in Ming Yuetian's hand-to-hand transfer, and tapped on the knife.

A crisp sound.

The Bingpo Flying Knife shattered, but an air of spirit persisted, entangled along the blade.

The cold knife was hit, and the killer turned around and retreated. He was more than ten feet away and stabilized his figure. Only then did he realize that the collision was not only a huge force of attack, but also a bone-piercing cold air coming from the knife. .

After all, the true qi of Taiyin contained in a flying knife is too little, and it does not directly invade the human body. For a super master, even if it is a false environment, it is not enough to be fatal or seriously injured.

The owner of the knife is a middle-aged man with indifferent eyes and expressionless face. He glanced at Ming Yuetian, although there was no difference, but his heart was turbulent.

You Xingye withdrew his sword, then turned his head to look, took a startled look, met the gaze that seemed to be calm in the ancient well, smiled slightly, waved the sword, and the cold light shone.

This sword energy came quickly.

It is faster than the sharp knife in his hand, which is known as the most elusive among the same sect.

Difficult to avoid.

The middle-aged killer raised his hand almost instinctively, just enough to block it with a knife.

There was a thumping sound, suppressed by the sound of killing all over the mountain.

The long knife in the killer's hand was broken in two, the sword energy in front of him disappeared, and the man retreated continuously in the process.

Then, while retreating, his eyes shrank slightly.

A delicate flying knife pierced into the throat in an instant, except for the first splatter of startled red, there was no follow-up, because the blood had been frozen.

The death here is just a microcosm. The top figures and first-class masters who dominate one side on weekdays are not worth much, let alone honorable, here today.

At this moment, there are dead people everywhere.

into the night.

Willow shoots on the moon.

The war is not over yet, and the killing continues.

(End of this chapter)