Chapter 159: Murderous Intent

Whoosh!

When Song Qianhe and others appeared in Xiao Chen's field of vision, Xiao Chen let go without hesitation. The Yuan Guang Arrow turned into a beam of light and flew forward rapidly with endless murderous aura.

This arrow didn't shoot towards Song Qianhe, this battle was too dangerous, Xiao Chen didn't dare to take it seriously, he wanted to kill with one blow, this arrow was aimed at Zhang Jin who was the weakest among the crowd.

The horse galloped, and the smoke and dust billowed. Song Qianhe on the horse's back suddenly felt a murderous aura. Seeing a ray of cold light flying in front of him, he jumped off the horse and shouted: "Enemy attack, get off the horse quickly!"

Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart, luckily he didn't aim the Yuanguang arrow at this person, judging by his reaction speed, the arrow might return in vain.

Zhang Jingang was about to get off his horse, when Yuan Guang's arrow swished and pierced directly into his throat, and the huge force carried by the arrow instantly tore him off the horse.

The body flew backwards and knocked a warrior away. The Huoyun horse under his crotch was frightened and jumped wildly, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.

In the chaos, another Yuanguang arrow flew by like a frightened bird, and a disciple of Biyun Peak was pierced through the throat, and was firmly nailed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, two middle-rank great martial artists were killed. There was a panic among the crowd, and they all hid their bodies behind the tall Huoyun horse.

Xiao Chen saw that there was no chance, put away the Soulshang Bow, took out the Moon Shadow Knife, and said: "Do it, you two remember that I will help me hold Song Qianhe."

Liu Suifeng and Chu Xinyun couldn't believe it when Xiao Chen killed two people from Biyun Peak in the blink of an eye. After all, they were all from the same sect of Tiandao Pavilion. scruples.

It wasn't until Xiao Chen opened his mouth that Liu Suifeng reacted immediately and quickly jumped down from the tree. Chu Xinyun hesitated and followed.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, Xiao Chen fell from the sky and landed directly next to Song Qianhe.

Behind Huo Yunju, Song Qianhe saw Xiao Chen's appearance clearly, and said in surprise: "It's you, Liu Ruyue's little apprentice, who dared to kill my Biyunfeng person, you really want to die."

When his voice fell, the remaining eight warriors all poked their heads out, seeing that Xiao Chen was alone, the original fear disappeared in an instant, and they surrounded Xiao Chen aggressively.

"Send him to the door yourself, don't blame me for being soft-hearted, kill him!" Song Qianhe said with a cold expression.

dangling!

The sound of a long knife being unsheathed,

The sword light rose, the cold light was cold, the wind was rumbling, eight figures rushed towards Xiao Chen quickly, and the boundless murderous aura swept towards Xiao Chen.

Song Qianhe didn't make a move. In his eyes, Xiao Chen was already a dead person, so there was no need to pay attention to it.

He looked into the distance, where there were still two figures rushing towards him quickly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Liu Suifeng and Chu Xinyun, that's fine, just give me an excuse to take you to the knife."

Flying on both wings, dancing wildly!

Xiao Chen performed Qianqiu Luanwu with a calm expression, a strong air flow rose from his body, and the figure was already drawn in the air, constantly changing positions.

The swords radiated all over the place, their vigor flew wildly, and there was a sound of clanging. Xiao Chen in the air left behind afterimages. In an instant, he slashed countless knives, and unexpectedly attacked the eight people first.

The figure was scorching hot, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake. The people in Biyun Peak looked at Xiao Chen in the air, and they couldn't figure out his figure at all.

All of a sudden, these eight people were defeated by Xiao Chen alone, and they didn't fall into the slightest disadvantage. He even had the upper hand, the boundless knife light seemed to be endless, and the afterimage in the air was dazzling.

When Qianqiu Luanwu finished performing, Xiao Chen's body paused in the air, and the green dragon in the river in his body jumped violently. He tapped his feet in the air, as if walking on the ground, and quickly turned his body backwards.

When they landed, the eight warriors had more or less scars on their bodies. Yan Tianzheng in the crowd suddenly roared angrily, "I'll shoot you to death!"

Capture the dragon hand!

A huge black hand shadow appeared on the top of Xiao Chen's head, covering the sun, like covering the sky, pressing down on Xiao Chen fiercely.

Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect that Yan Tianzheng was actually a descendant of the Yan family who possessed an inherited martial spirit, with the soles of his feet on the ground, he quickly avoided it.

The remaining seven people ran towards Xiao Chen without stopping, their swords were reckless, each of them showed their martial skills, and they took turns to attack Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen remained calm in the face of danger, and displayed all the insights he had learned these days, using only basic saber techniques to decipher these people's martial arts one by one.

The eight methods of the knife, sweeping, chopping, dialing, cutting, sweeping, smashing, chopping, thrusting

, Seeing every stitch, learning and using it flexibly, kept using it, and fought with seven people in the field.

Dodging the giant black palm falling from above his head from time to time, the sky-level movement method Qinglong Tengyun Jue made Xiao Chen's body as flexible as an auger, although the scene was dangerous, he was not injured at all.

These seven people are all disciples of Biyun Peak, and they often practice together. Now they cooperate perfectly, and Xiao Chen can't find any flaws for a while, so the two sides have to stick to each other.

On the other side, knowing that his face had been torn, Liu Suifeng drew his long knife out of its sheath without hesitation, and directly fought with Song Qianhe. Both of them mastered the unique skills of Qingyun Peak and Biyun Peak, and the battle was quite fierce.

But Song Qianhe's realm is a bit higher than Liu Suifeng's, and he has always been in control of the situation. If it wasn't for Chu Xinyun's help, there might have been a lot of danger.

"Chu Xinyun, have you forgotten the rules of the Tiandao Pavilion! If they dare to attack their fellow disciples, they have already committed a capital crime. If you continue to entangle them, you will be an accomplice." Song Qianhe saw that he was unable to fight for a long time, so he used his psychological tactics and shouted loudly. Said to Chu Xinyun.

This statement just hit Chu Xinyun's veins, and the movements of his hands couldn't help but pause.

Song Qianhe sneered, and seized the opportunity to transform the knife light into three afterimages in the air. His body was like flowing water, and his speed suddenly doubled.

It was Liu Suifeng, who had been cooperating with Chu Xinyun, Biyunfeng's unique Liuyun Sanying, who was caught off guard by three stab wounds, and three bloody wounds appeared on his chest, bleeding immediately.

Seeing that Liu Suifeng was injured, Chu Xinyun quickly came to his senses and blocked Song Qianhe's ultimate move. The two began to work together to resist Song Qianhe's attack again, but the situation was obviously at a disadvantage.

Xiao Chen was able to deal with the sword light of the seven people with ease, seeing this scene clearly in his eyes, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, at the moment of life and death, Chu Xinyun was still in a daze, the little girl is unreliable!

brush!

Noticing Xiao Chen's distraction, one of them took the opportunity to speed up, and the long knife in his hand cut a small wound on Xiao Chen's arm.

Everyone was overjoyed, after fighting for such a long time, they finally hurt Xiao Chen, their aura could not help but boosted a lot, and the cold light on the blade became even fiercer.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly in his heart, glanced at the giant black hand that fell from above his head again, and deliberately slowed down his pace by half a minute. Hit by the aftermath of the giant black hand, his body staggered and fell to the ground, and then hurriedly got up in embarrassment.

With his back to the crowd, an opening suddenly appeared, and several blazing blades struck Xiao Chen's body again.

When Xiao Chen turned around, his body was already covered with scars, and his face had a painful expression, which looked a bit miserable.

"There's no need to grind it out, everyone, work harder and kill him quickly!" Yan Tianzheng next to him once again made a black hand shadow and said excitedly.

The seven disciples of Biyun Peak also became excited. Whoever kills Xiao Chen first will win the first prize, and Song Qianhe will definitely be rewarded by then.

The vitality was consumed rapidly, all kinds of killer moves were used non-stop, and the steps that were coordinated well before also appeared a little messy, just wanting to kill Xiao Chen quickly.

But these people didn't notice that although there were many wounds on Xiao Chen's body, none of them were fatal wounds, and the wounds were not deep, only the flesh had just been broken.

It looked bloody and bloody, but in fact it was all skin trauma, his physical body. For the past two months, he has been tempering non-stop every day. It is difficult for ordinary attacks to leave fatal wounds on his body.

Xiao Chen's face was extremely ugly, and he quickly backed away, his steps were extremely messy. Facing the blow of a violent storm, a wisp of floating leaf bumped and drifted away, swaying left and right, creating danger everywhere.

It seemed that Xiao Chen would be dead immediately with the last blow. At this moment, a disciple of Biyun Peak, because he was chasing too quickly, was far away from the main force behind him.

A flash of light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and he stopped in the depths of his right eye, endless flames began to boil non-stop.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was not moving, the man was overjoyed and leaped into the air. The long knife slashed towards the top of Xiao Chen's head with a startling wind. When the blade was only an inch away from Xiao Chen's forehead.

A flame condensed to the thickness of a little finger suddenly spewed out from Xiao Chen's right eye, reaching the peak speed, and directly penetrated the person's chest.

A black hole appeared in the man's chest, with an unbelievable expression on his face, looking terrified at the rapid expansion of the black hole in his chest.

He wanted to grab something, but there was nothing he could do to stop the flame from spreading. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground with a rustle.

"Xiao Jiu!" The sudden appearance caught everyone in Biyun Peak a little off guard.

The three disciples of Biyun Peak who had a good relationship with Xiao Jiu lost their minds, let out an angry roar, leaped in the air, and slashed down towards Xiao Chen angrily with three two-foot-long sword lights.

A slight disdainful smile appeared on Xiao Chen's face. Although this irrational blow seemed ferocious, it was full of flaws and could be easily caught with skill.

Take a step back with your right foot, lean your front body slightly, and use the eight-way drawing formula in the sword. With a quick swing, the Moon Shadow Knife easily blocked the three knives in the air.

The giant black hand in the sky condensed into shape again, wanting to take this opportunity to completely photograph Xiao Chen.

"You really are endless!"

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, pointed to the sky with his left hand, and pointed at it as a sword, and a giant hand of the same jet black appeared.

The fingers of that giant hand were close together, like a sharp sword, it broke through Yan Tianzheng's dragon-capturing hand in an instant.