Holy Advent

Chapter 29
Outside Hengshan City, 180 miles away.

Yin Hao stood on a big tree, the branches and leaves covered his figure, looking into the distance.

He has already received more specific information. He knows that the Songshan people will go directly to Hengshan City through this road, and he also knows the plan of the Songshan faction. This time, instead of killing them all, he used Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang's collusion as a coercion to get the Hengshan faction to agree with Wuyue. And sent.

If things don't work out, kill Liu Zhengfeng's family and establish prestige.

At the same time, he also killed the future head of the Hengshan School and eliminated the threat.

This abacus is very delicate.

Soon, the sound of horseshoes was heard in the distance, and it gradually approached.

"Da Yin Yang Hand Lehou, God Whip Deng Bagong, White-headed Immortal Bu Chen, Jiuqu Jianzhong Town, Vulture Shatian Weng, Songshan School Thirteen Taibao, last time I killed three, this time five people came , and then kill them, there will only be five thirteen Taibao left!"

Yin Hao has never seen these people, but after seeing their portraits, it is not difficult to recognize them.

Behind these five people, there are more than 30 Songshan disciples, such a large scale, it is inevitable.

"In order to prevent the last accident, Zuo Lengchan also followed behind. After all, last time, the Songshan faction suffered a blood loss!"

Yin Hao Zhizhu is in his hands.

The Songshan faction took him as a target, which can be said to be bloody bad luck.

Of course, this is also because of unequal messages.

Although the Songshan School also has people in Hengshan, unfortunately, they are of no use at all.

Yin Hao watched them leave, but did not appear, he still stood quietly.

In the past half an hour, he took out a grimace mask from his arms and put it on his face. Coupled with his black clothes, it was impossible to tell who he was.

There was the sound of hooves approaching again.

"coming!"

Yin Hao soared down from the sky, and slashed at Zuo Lengchan from top to bottom.

"Who is it? Dare to attack me?"

Zuo Lengchan noticed it immediately, he pulled out the long sword behind his back, and a chill flowed from it, it was his unique technique of true icy energy, with a flick of the air, it pierced Yin Hao's wrist.

Fast, urgent, ruthless, accurate!

As soon as Yin Hao turned the saber in his hand, it slashed on the long sword.

boom……!
This precious weapon specially made by Zuo Lengchan was chopped off with a single knife, and the force of the shock was transmitted, causing Zuo Lengchan's arm to tremble and almost broke.

"What a terrifying power!" Zuo Lengchan flew off the horse, looked at the broken sword in his hand, his expression was extremely ugly, "Who are you? You are definitely not someone who is unknown to be able to explode with this kind of power!"

"you guess?"

Yin Hao's voice was hoarse.

Turning the long saber, pointing obliquely at the ground, he walked towards Zuo Lengchan step by step.

"The best swordsman is Xiang Wentian, but you are obviously not him! I can't think of a character like you among decent sects and demon sects, that's right...!" Zuo Lengchan changed his expression and said, " In the first battle in Shaolin Temple, a yellow-faced young man appeared in the Demon Cult. He was good at using swordsmanship. Under the long sword, there was no enemy. At that time, many elders in Shaolin were beheaded with a single sword. I remember that Shaolin Temple Both Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng were killed by that knife, you should be the same person as him!"

"As expected of the prestigious Zuo Lengchan, you actually discovered him!"

Yin Hao's voice was a little cold.

He didn't dare to underestimate this one at all.

Zuo Lengchan is ambitious and extremely talented.

He gathered the Songshan swordsmanship, collected other unique skills, integrated them, and formed the seventeen-style swordsmanship, which is exquisite and exquisite.In order to deal with Ren Woxing's great method of absorbing stars, he created the original cold ice true energy, and the matching palm method cold ice god palm, which is the best in the world.

Looking at the world, he is definitely one of the top group of powerhouses.

In the last Shaolin battle, he didn't contribute much at all.

When Shaolin was destroyed, he would only applaud.

"After the First World War, I began to investigate, but found that you didn't exist at all, and Zhang Tiezhang who introduced you to the Demon Sect team disappeared without a trace!" The correspondence between people and you can only make me think of one possibility!"

"Oh? What else did you find?"

Yin Hao asked curiously.

"A few years ago, a mysterious organization called Yedi suddenly appeared on the rivers and lakes. It was weird and unpredictable, and its origin was unknown. But all the tasks that were given were able to be completed. I also investigated, but I couldn't find any traces. You should be the leader of Ye Di!" Zuo Lengchan said, "Sneaky and sneaky, and your martial arts are very powerful, your scheme must be big, but why stop me?"

"Someone wants to buy your life?"

"Who?"

"Lin Pingzhi!"

"He!" Zuo Lengchan was stunned and couldn't help nodding, "He did have a reason to kill me, but you? What can I do?"

"Enough to kill you!"

After Yin Hao finished speaking, he jumped forward, and the saber in his hand slashed across the horses, making it even more ferocious.

"Let me reveal your true face today, and by the way, accept the organization you created and use it for me!"

Zuo Lengchan snorted, threw the broken sword, raised his palm to fight back.

In his palm, there was a cold air.

Thirty miles away, there is also a big battle going on.

Le Hou and the others were about to pass through a forest, but a tripping rope suddenly appeared under their feet, tripping the horses in front one after another, and the horses behind couldn't dodge in time, and also bumped into them.

In an instant, the horse turned over!
Whoosh whoosh...!
At the same time, one after another crossbows shot over, densely like rain, and steel wire nets appeared from above and fell towards the crowd.

The sound of crossbow arrows shooting into the body, the screams of screams, drinking and avoiding, etc. intertwined to form a funeral song.

Most of the more than 30 Songshan elite disciples were shot dead in an instant.

On the left and right sides, more than fifty black-clothed and masked men rushed over, with crossbows in their left hands and spears in their right hands.

"shoot!"

They threw their spears one after another, and the whistling sound formed by tearing the air made the expression of Zhongzhen, the Nine Curved Sword rushing out of the barbed wire, change wildly.

The tip of the sword was a little bit, and when he wanted to pick up the flying spear, he felt his wrist sink, and the long sword almost flew out.

"not good!"

With a cry of surprise, he turned sideways, narrowly dodging the spear that contained terrifying power.

Others covered by barbed wire were not so lucky.

Even Le Hou, the big yin and yang hand, was pierced by the spear and nailed to the ground. After struggling for a moment, he lost his breath.Thinking of him as one of the Thirteen Taibao, one of the top players in Jianghu, but his death was unknown, and he was extremely aggrieved.

The men in black surrounded them and slaughtered them one-sidedly. In the end, there was only one Jiuqu Jianzhong town left, so they stopped.

"Who are you?"

Zhong Zhen's face was pale, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Based on his experience in the arena, he can see clearly and clearly that these men in black are definitely not ordinary, and the power contained in the spears they shoot makes him unable to stop them.

It was just too scary.

"The person who killed you!" A man in black came out more and more, "Let me try his skills and measure our strength!"

He drew his long sword and killed it.

"Anyway, it's hard to escape from ascending to heaven today, so kill one of them!"

Zhong Zhen showed a ferocious look, and raised his sword to fight.

"Hengshan swordsmanship, Huashan swordsmanship, Taishan swordsmanship, Hengshan swordsmanship, Songshan swordsmanship, how can you know it?" After a while, he couldn't help being shocked, "You have mastered even the best skills, who are you?"

He finally felt the seriousness of the matter.

The man in black retreated, and exclaimed, "As expected of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan sect, I am weaker than you with only swordsmanship!"

"Come again!"

He dropped the long sword, drew out the long knife, and jumped up again.

This knife was as black as ink, made of iron, and weighed 66 jin, but it seemed to have no weight in his hands, and the knife was as sudden as a storm.

However, Zhong Zhen's long sword was chopped into pieces with seven or eight knives, and then he retreated.

"Who will try?"

said the man in black.

"Let's stop here, don't delay the business, you will have a chance to make a move in the future!"

This is obviously a middle-aged man.

The rest of the group nodded one after another, and three people jumped out, chopping Zhong Zhen to death in the blink of an eye.

They quickly retracted the crossbow arrows, picked up the spears, folded the wire mesh, moved over a dozen dead trees, stacked them together, spread the dead branches, and then put the corpses on them, and brought a canister from not far away Grease was poured on the corpse.

A fire, burning blazingly.

The man in black retreated quickly.

On the other side, Yin Hao cast a gust of wind saber technique, like a gust of wind and rain, enveloping Zuo Lengchan, but this is indeed the most powerful person in the world, he easily dodges, and his palms fly, from time to time attack.

Under the palm, the cold air permeated, making Yin Hao feel a chill.

Suddenly, Zuo Lengchan raised his head and looked forward, feeling an extremely strong uneasiness in his heart.

"How dare you distract yourself?"

Yin Hao snorted coldly, turned the light of the saber, and made a specious move, as fast as lightning, and like an antelope's horns, strange and unpredictable, and cut a hole in Zuo Lengchan's left arm!
"die!"

He made another saber strike, like a mountain pressing down on the top, the thunder was berserk, whipping up a strong wind, and slashed towards Zuo Lengchan's eyebrow.

"not good!"

Feeling the power of this saber, Zuo Lengchan turned pale with shock!
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