The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 201

"Ding!"

Hearing the trembling saber chant and hearing the killing words, everyone present shuddered.

Such a terrifying boxing technique, but after the boxing technique, this sword technique is also enough to shock the world, and even more terrifying.

Witnessing Chen Zhuo reshaping and recasting those dozens of steel knives in an instant, such an unimaginable method, but seeing the four "auspicious Ruyi" and their hard work, their scalps exploded, and the roots of their hair were about to stand on end up.

Bai Choufei narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered, as if he didn't take it seriously, but his palms were sweating, and his face became paler, so cold that there was almost no trace of blood. Said: "If anyone of you kills this person, I will grant him the position of deputy landlord, and he will be promoted immediately. If anyone captures him alive, I will share the Golden Wind and Rain Tower with him equally."

Outside the building, there were many people in all directions. Upstairs and downstairs, they were either the elite or Bai Choufei, all kinds of Jianghu people from the Jianghu.

Bai Choufei's words made these blades lick blood in an instant, and the powerful and powerful murderous people's eyes were reddened, and their hearts were moved. They were all bloodshot, and there was only one thought in their minds, "Kill!"

These people are all people who have passed today and have no tomorrow. They don't know when they will die, but Baichoufei on Tianquan Mountain makes them enjoy themselves to the fullest. They have food, drink and women. Their desires have long been aroused. Now they are obsessed with money. Lustful eyes, as long as they can enjoy it, they don't care too much.

There are also those who are rushing over, with stern smiles on their faces and bared teeth, like wild animals that only see fresh meat.

After a rough scan, including Bai Choufei's subordinates, there are almost no less than two hundred.

As soon as the conversation started, he immediately saw countless hidden weapons hitting Chen Zhuo in all directions, including Su Mengzhen and Xi Honglei.

Too much.

Caltrops, funeral nails, golden darts, dark arrows, iron lotus seeds, locust stones, sleeve arrows, flying needles...

Some are not, bright and dark, countless rapid shadows and streamers, faster than a strong wind, denser than a shower, with murderous intentions, quenched with poison, and even a few secrets of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall firearm.

They all tried their best to think about Chen Zhuo.

Ren Lao Ren complained that he originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack, but when he saw a group of people suddenly attacking with hidden weapons, his face changed drastically, and he cursed anxiously: "Idiot, he is cultivating spiritual power, don't..."

But obviously it was too late.

The reaction of the two was also extremely fast, as if they were greatly frightened, instead of advancing, they retreated.

Someone yelled impatiently: "Don't worry, damn it, kill him first, hehe, I don't believe he has so many hidden weapons..."

As soon as the word "Yes" fell, the man suddenly stopped talking, his eyes were wide open, and he was dumbfounded, as if he suddenly understood why he had to remind them of his hard work.

Those concealed weapons that were originally shot in a hurry stopped in mid-air, five feet away from Chen Zhuo's body, one after another, they stopped abruptly, and then everyone gradually solidified in the shock of shock. , They all turned upside down in unison again, and the edge turned upside down, pointing at the sender.

The accident happened extremely fast, those people went forward one after another, and they were about to fight at close quarters, how could they expect to encounter such a scene.

Chen Zhuo stood still with the saber in his hand, the red seal between his brows was as bright as blood, as if a red emerald had been embedded in it, his green robe fluttered, his hair fluttered, and all the hidden weapons shot back backwards.

In an instant.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Heart-piercing sounds, screams of pain and wailing resounded through the wind and snow, and eye-catching blood flowers bloomed, falling down like mowed grass.

Chen Zhuo's body swayed like a ghost, hard to see with the naked eye, only a dozen phantoms appeared, the light of the knife was drawn backwards in his hand, and the tip of the knife dragged the ground, making a strange sound of rubbing gold and stones, dragging out a spark, which floated in like a meteor. Among the densely packed figures.

An unimaginable killing intent swept across the top of Tianquan Mountain.

Unsurpassed killing thoughts.

As Chen Zhuo's mental thoughts became more and more pure and condensed, the killing intent condensed by his own will had unknowingly advanced to such a level.

Back then, within ten steps, people were all enemies, but now, it is more than ten steps.

In the raging wind and snow, everyone's eyes blurred, and a stalwart figure rushed in like a tiger, and the fierce masculine aura swayed in all directions like raging waves.

"Kill!"

These people were vicious and vicious, smelling the blood, being surprised by the murderous intent aroused their hostility, and besides, they had already been lost in their desires, so they made fierce moves one after another.

Fists, palms, legs and fingers, swords and swords, all attack.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were like cold lightning, and the thick black hair on his back was flying in the snow like a lion's mane. He turned his neck, looked around at the crowd, and swept his body, which was his move.

There are no thrilling tricks, and there are no fantastic and magnificent movements.

Chen Zhuo was straightforward and domineering, swaying the light of the knife brutally and arrogantly, as if he had returned to the pure swordsman back then, rampant and full of murderous intent.

Originally, he took the pills day and night for the past three years, and accumulated some internal energy in his body, but after the energy of the five internal organs was transformed into the power of lightning, the internal energy and erysipelas were all gone.

Although he has not cultivated internal strength now, it is even more terrifying than having cultivated internal strength. With the blessing of thought power, every move he made in the past was full of strength, invincible, and his body skills were unimaginably fast, like riding the wind and crossing the sky.

Everyone killed together, all directions were full of violent energy, they swarmed in and drowned Chen Zhuo.

But in an instant, the single knife in Chen Zhuo's hand suddenly turned into a ball of terrifying black light, the light of the knife whirled the wind and snow, all the ferocious faces and ferocious faces nearby were all frozen, and in the endless shadows of swords, lights and swords, there was a wave of blood Splashing into the air, dyed the white cold snow red.

One after another figure was rushing and making moves, suddenly felt that the head of the person next to him who was still alive a moment ago was flying into the sky, and his face was splashed with hot blood from a broken neck, his mouth was full of fishy sweetness, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

And then followed suit.

Chen Zhuo held a single saber in his right hand, poked and scratched it with his left hand, and suddenly picked up a broadsword with a ring head from a headless Jianghu man. With both sabers in his hand, his eyes were fierce and murderous, and he strode forward The light of the knife in his hand was flying wildly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Under the light of the knife, there were waves of blood and blood, waves of corpses.

The weirdest thing is that without hearing a scream, one is deader than the other.

Raising the saber in his hand, rushing left and right, in just a few blinks, Chen Zhuo had already killed several rounds, with his ape arms stretched out, his two knives frantically harvesting life.

Originally, all the vicious and vicious criminals who were not afraid of death, have never seen such incomparable vicious people.

They are already fierce enough, they only think that killing people without blinking an eye, and acting ruthlessly are considered evil. Which one is not a person with a reputation for viciousness, but in Chen Zhuo's place, he has stepped on the land of Shenzhou, done things against the sky, and experienced blood and fire , wanting to bully the sky, under the will to kill everything, he was finally agitated and woke up by life and death.

Looking back, there are many figures in the wind and snow, but there is no sound, and when you look closely, you can see that all of them have weak legs, most of them are headless bodies, and the necks are empty, and some headless bodies are still running without any energy left. They walked side by side, with blood rushing several feet from their wounds. The weird scene was creepy, and they seemed to be falling into the underworld in a trance, and there were no living people.

More than [-] people were killed in just a few breaths, and they were scattered here and there, and it was hard to see anyone alive.

The wind was furious, mixed with blood, someone's face was covered with blood, his pupils trembled, and he broke down and wailed,
"Master, please forgive me!!!"

"It's not a pity!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes were calm, and he raised the tip of the knife, and there was another headless corpse.

Suddenly.

In the wind and snow, I saw a green will-o'-the-wisp flying up, setting off bursts of stench and smelling.

"Ah, Haunting Ghost Fire, the Lord Nine Nethers is also here?"

Someone exclaimed.

This person is also an extremely terrifying master. He once competed with Master Heiguang and Zhuge Shenhou for the position of national teacher. He was a master recruited by Prime Minister Fu Zongshu, and Fu Zongshu followed Cai Jing's lead. .

And the will-o'-the-wisp was not attacking Chen Zhuo, but Su Mengzhen.

"Seduce him with Sumeng pillow!"

A gloomy voice followed the reminder, erratic and difficult to discern the direction.

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, his chest and abdomen twitched, his cheeks stretched, his eyes widened, his lips opened and closed, and he listened.

"what!"

A howl like a wolf's howl echoed in the wind and snow.

The green will-o'-the-wisp extinguished suddenly, the sky was full of wind and snow, and a black shadow fell out of the snow curtain in embarrassment.

But it was an old man in black robe with a pale face, his throat was wriggling, and his face was full of surprise and horror.

Before he could stand still, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and a large sword with a ring head pierced the wind and snow and flew straight towards his heart.

The black-robed old man was already full of ups and downs, and it was too late to dodge. A pair of withered palms that looked like sharp claws hurriedly grabbed the back of the knife tightly. Unexpectedly, if there was an invisible big hand pushing the big knife around the head in front of him, a piece of When they meet, they have been pushed upside down and flew into the Yellow Tower.

Just as he was about to make a move, a single knife flew in, obliquely inserted into the ground, the blade trembled, and it was already bright red.

Chen Zhuo re-entered the Yellow House with an indifferent face, his blue robes were as old as before, not stained with blood, and behind him were severed bodies in the snow.

(End of this chapter)