Chapter 194 (1/2)
The fighting in the woods was very fierce and loud.
At this time, it seems that Chang Chen is willing to fight with Chang Chen, but he is willing to fight with him.
”Help
At the same time, there were calls for help.
”Several big forces need to clear the field, help!”
Someone exclaimed, turned to a fierce fight, and the sound of the blade piercing into the body sounded.
”Shua!”
In the distance, a figure shot fiercely, and his whole body was covered with blood. In his hand, a long sword had been broken and only half of the hilt was left.
Seeing Zichen, the visitor's eyes brightened and exclaimed: ”help, those big forces have begun to clear the field, and kill all those who have not entered the depths.”
To lift gas, toward the purple Chen side, at this time, a sharp whistling sound sounded.
”Whew!”
A sharp blade, emerging from the dense forest, is like an arrow from the bow, straight at the person's back, and in an instant, the blade penetrates the body.
The latter fell with reluctance.
”Are they finally cleared?” Miao Kong is sitting on the black scale horse, and there is a light in his eyes. He is the first group of people to clear the scene. All the guards are dead, only he is left.
The sound of breaking the sky, constantly sounded, a line of figures from the dense forest, full of more than a dozen people.
They were armed with bloody swords and swords, and rushed towards this side.
”Shua!” ”Shua!”
The speed of more than ten people is very fast. In a twinkling of an eye, they have already arrived in front of Zichen and surrounded three people from all directions.
”What do you mean?” Miaokun opened his mouth.
”Hum, this space has been open for several months, and you are still here. Are you looking for a bargain?” A monk in black asked indifferently.
”Pick up the cheap, how can you pick up the cheap? We just arrived here.” Miaokun opened his mouth.
”Deceive the ghost, Wu Xiong has an order. From now on, in this dense forest, we will clear the field. All monks wandering in the deep will die.”
In the eyes of the friars, there is a sense of killing. The weapon that drips blood sends out a chilling light.
”So you are from Wu Zong?” Purple Chen opens a way to ask a way, the voice is taking a little chill.
Wuzong, the great enemy of Zichen.
”Hum, don't talk nonsense. The men will be killed and the women will stay.” The monk spoke indifferently and motioned for the people to start.
”They should be a small force on one side, and now they are taken over by Wu Xiong.” Miaokun explained.
Although there are many strong people brought by the big forces of several sides, they are far from comparable to those of the scattered cultivation. However, during this period, the big forces closed down a lot of small forces, and some of them joined in, so the number was large.
”Kill!”
More than a dozen people drink, holding a blood dripping sword, abandon Su Mengyao, and rush toward Zichen and Miao Kong.
”Poof!”
Zichen was sitting on the black scale horse with a cool look. Seeing many friars coming, he stretched out his hand just a little forward, and a golden sword spirit appeared.
”Shua!”
With a flash of sword spirit, a monk was punctured and fell to the ground and died.
”Boo!”
A touch of blood in full bloom, sharp sword, from the heart through, another person died.
Even point out two fingers, two people die, Zichen's strong fighting power, instantly shocked other people.
”Who are you?”
A group of friars turned pale. They had never seen anyone with such fighting power.
”Shua!”
Zichen sat on his horse, motionless, and the golden light between his fingers flashed. A bright sword blade appeared and rushed in front of a monk who carried a knife.
”Click!”
The congenital weapon is broken, and the whole person is divided into two just like the weapon.
Zichen's expression did not change, it was very calm, but in an instant, chopped three people.
”Who are you?”
The other friars were terrified and retreated. Among the three dead, one of them was a perfect one, but he was still killed by one blow.
And from now on, people are sitting on horseback without moving.
”I'm the one who sent you on the road.” Zichen quiet mouth, indifferent words, but let everyone in the heart of shock.
At this moment, they knew that they had a hard stubble.
”Poof!”
A monk reached for his arms and wanted to send a signal. But before his hands were taken out of his arms, a golden sword spirit rushed to the center of his eyebrows, his vitality dissipated and he fell to the ground and died.
A Wuzong signal, falling from the arms.
”Go
”Go back and tell Wu Xiong.”
And the people were afraid, and they did not pester, but turned and went away.
This strong man, gives people a feeling of incomparable.
”Is it him?”
On the fly back, the leader man's face suddenly changed, thinking of a man.
In the past half a month, there was a story that Wang Shan was beaten up by a young man named Chenlong, who suffered a great loss and robbed the black scale horse king.Although Wang Shan himself did not admit it, the black scale horse king was not there.
”One of the three black scale horses is bigger. It should be the king of black scale horse. My God, I ran into him. The rumor is true. This Lord dares to move Wang Shan.” Men change color faster.