Chapter 71 I...I'm sorry...(please follow up)
In the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon, the shouts of killing rose to the sky.
In this extremely narrow passage, the enemy and we were fighting hand to hand, with white knives going in and red knives coming out. Just as they stabbed the enemy to death, he was hacked to death by others in the blink of an eye.
This kind of hand-to-hand fighting was too brutal. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and painful wails and moans resounded throughout the canyon.
The Yuncang Sword Sect was not able to gain the upper hand. Even if Zhu Yuxian took action and killed more than 20 elders of the opponent in advance, the opponent's masters still had the upper hand.
Coupled with the betrayal of a large number of elders and disciples from outer peaks, chaos broke out among the Yuncang disciples, and the situation became even more complicated.
Lu Chengfeng did not dare to kill towards the depths of the canyon, where the old master Su used his sword intention to drive the body-shattering Qi, causing the ground to shake and rocks to fly. As long as ordinary disciples got close to the battlefield, They will be caught up in the aftermath of the battle and die without a single body.
He was also in big trouble at this time. After the panic of the sudden attack, the disciples of the three sects quickly reacted and began to quickly surround and kill him.
Lu Chengfeng absorbed the gifts from the elder masters of Neifeng. Even though he has not yet mastered the sword intention, he is extremely proficient in swordsmanship and light kung fu, and in terms of application of experience, he is unparalleled in his level. Can be compared.
He quickly leaned against the cliff, moving his position while fighting so as not to be completely trapped.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
We are outnumbered and there are enemies everywhere in front of us. Weapons are slashing from all directions. If it weren't for the cliff behind us and the narrow canyon, the situation would be even more dangerous.
"Kill him, he is pretending to be a disciple of Yuncang."
"We must not let him out of sight."
"Come together."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Chengfeng activated his internal energy, holding the hidden edge sword scabbard in his left hand, parrying the enemy's weapon with incomparable accuracy.
The scabbard given by Elder Yunmo is made of an extremely special material, even tougher than his Chilling Sword. When it collides with the enemy's weapon, it emits electric sparks.
While the weapons of both sides collided, he quickly trembled his left hand, causing him to retreat slightly the moment he collided with the enemy, and then volleyed again. This happened several times in a row, taking away most of the enemy's strength.
Just like a cicada vibrating its wings, it is an extremely subtle force-relieving method in swordsmanship.
After all, the enemy was outnumbered. He fought against many enemies with one hand and resisted the enemy's numerous weapon attacks with only one hand. If not for this method, his entire arm would have been beaten to pieces.
Even so, the palm of his left hand was already bloody and badly injured, and there were three or four bloody wounds on his right shoulder and left arm.
Lu Chengfeng is the kind of person who becomes calmer the more dangerous he is. He has extremely frighteningly keen perception and spirituality when fighting, and can always use the most appropriate moves at the most appropriate time.
As his internal energy circulated, he blocked the attack with his left arm, and the Hithering Sword in his right hand was as mysterious as a poisonous snake, penetrating through the gaps between the enemy's swords.
Every time the cold cicada thrusts, it can penetrate into the enemy's body fiercely. The sword energy buzzes, shattering the opponent's internal organs, and killing the enemy on the spot.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Lu Chengfeng blocked the three swords on the left with his hidden-edge scabbard. His figure swayed slightly, and he dodged the thrust of a spear and the slash of an iron whip on the right at the last moment.
The long sword in his hand instantly pierced the throats of three enemies like a phantom, blood sprayed, and the bodies crashed to the ground.
“Ah... kill him, be sure to kill him!”
The people surrounding Lu Chengfeng were stunned, but it was only one person on the other side who brought them huge consequences. casualties, dozens of people died under his sword.
The sneak attacks and assassinations at the beginning were just that. Now everyone was surrounding them and they still killed more than 20 people in a row. This was unacceptable.
"If they were not without armor, I would kill them like butchering dogs." Lu Chengfeng was also a little aggrieved. Even if he had developed his sword energy, he was still made of flesh and blood and could not stop being struck by a sword. There is also a limit to strength.
If you put armor on him, you don't need to expend most of your energy and physical strength to defend against the enemy's attack. You can use your physical strength and armor to push the enemy horizontally like mowing grass.
"If you can survive, be sure to prepare a suit of armor. It may be of great use at a critical moment."
He was already soaked through at this time, with the enemy's blood and his own sweat. , his arms were soft and numb, and his face was slightly pale.
The wounds on his arms and shoulders caused him to lose a lot of blood. As he continued to fight, he lost more and more blood, and his eyesight became slightly black. "Ah, die!"
How can Lu Chengfeng be willing to die in the hands of these people? He boasts that his talent is unparalleled and he will definitely be able to reach the top of martial arts in the future. If he died today In human hands, death will never end in peace.
Thinking of this, he forced himself to take a sip of internal strength, and dozens of points of cold light were emitted from the Chilling Sword in his hand. Amidst the clashing and clanging sounds of the weapons, he forced back the enemies who had gathered around him again.
His legs suddenly exerted force, his body suddenly jumped up, and suddenly landed on the cliff behind him. Then he held the scabbard with his left arm and struck the boulders on the cliff. He used the force to stabilize his body and touched the cliff with his toes. The bulge on the wall rushed upward.
This movement of rabbit rising and falcon falling completely exceeded the opponent's expectations. Before he could react, Lu Chengfeng had already returned the sword to its sheath with a clang, grabbed the rock with his right hand, and used his hands and feet to crawl upward quickly.
Puch! Phew! Phew!
Someone saw the opportunity and fired a hidden weapon. Willow leaf flying knives, iron caltrops, etc. flew directly over.
But Lu Chengfeng's figure was fast and flexible. His body suddenly turned to the right, and then he exerted force on his toes, and his whole body climbed up a lot.
"Pursue or not?" Everyone hesitated upon seeing this. They were not familiar with the terrain of the Yun Cang Sword Sect. Seeing the enemy retreating, they didn't know what to do for a while.
"Stop chasing, kill the other dog thief first." Someone shouted, and then suddenly killed towards the other side.
I saw Zhou Tongyifu guarding the gate over there, Shen Yuan's heavy sword sweeping across, twenty or thirty corpses lying around his body, and his own clothes had completely turned into blood, and he couldn't see clearly. face.
He had disheveled hair, staggered a little, holding swords in both hands, breathing heavily.
“Kill!”
He roared crazily and charged towards the enemy again. Sweeping his heavy sword, the three enemies in front of him were smashed and sent flying upside down.
But at this moment, his feet suddenly weakened and he almost fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"He, he has no strength anymore." When the disciples of the three sects opposite saw this, there were expressions of surprise on their faces, and they were also frightened by the people in front of them.
The opponent is extremely powerful, holding a heavy sword, and only attacks but does not defend. He does not care about his own life at all. He is like a mad tiger, violent and crazy, which makes people terrified.
Seeing that Zhou Tong was exhausted, he knelt on one knee and held a sword in both hands.
The disciple who had been hacked to death fell to the ground and was seriously injured but not dead yet. He took a deep breath, picked up the knife in his hand and stabbed him in the back.
With a puff, the long knife entered his body.
Zhou Tong's body trembled violently, and there were tears in his eyes at some point, and his eyes were blurred, "Ah... kill!"
He roared, and with the last bit of strength, Shen Yuan The heavy sword slashed diagonally, causing the head of the sneak attack to fly up. Scarlet blood splashed all over him, and even his hair was covered with sticky blood.
"Ha!"
Zhou Tong struggled to stand up from the ground, his legs were trembling, and he could hardly stand still. He held the shaky Shen Yuan Ancient Sword in his arms and looked up to the sky and roared. : "Come on, keep on killing!"
"Anyone who offends me, Yun Cang, will be killed until he or she dies!"
"I will not rest until I die..."
The disciples of the three major sects looked at him with blood all over his body, and they continued to fight even though they were exhausted. Not only that, the situation was like a crazy one, and for a moment there was silence. I was filled with fear and awe, and my mind was captured by it.
Pfft, a flying knife pierced Zhou Tong's chest fiercely. His body trembled, and he lowered his head slightly, watching the blood gush out, and the burly body finally fell.
The vision was blurry, but the figure of the woman inevitably emerged.
"I...I'm sorry..."
(End of this chapter)