Chapter 112 Bloody Battle

"My death date? Haha, arrogant!"

"Give me your name. I, Chen Ying, will not kill the nameless ghosts with my sword!" Chen Ying stood with his sword in hand, his cotton robe already taken off. Chen Ying's long hair fluttered in the wind and snow, like a swordsman slaying demons with his sword.

"Okay! Okay! Remember, my name is Yelu Qingquan, tell me my name when you get underground!" As he spoke, Yelu Qingquan's aura was rising steadily, and the snow around him was shaken away by the powerful true energy.

Yelu? I didn’t expect that he was still a prince! Chen Ying secretly thought that Yelu, Tuoba and Wanyan were the three great kings of Beihu. Although Chen Ying was not in the court, he still knew these clearly.

"It took me ten years to sharpen a sword, but I haven't tried the frost blade yet. It would be appropriate to use you as a sacrificial sword!" As he spoke, Chen Ying's body was flowing with sword energy.

"You deserve it too!"

Yelu Qingquan roared angrily and shook the iron gun in his hand, like a dragon coming out of the sea, the cold light from the tip of the gun flashed and was breathtaking. Stepping forward, the gun moved with his body and stabbed towards Chen Ying.

The iron gun was extremely fast, and only the cold light flashed, and it was close in front of you in the blink of an eye. Chen Ying didn't dare to be careless. He raised his sword with a flick of his wrist, separated the spear and wiped it on Yelu Qingquan's neck.

Yelu Qingquan broke out in cold sweat after failing the test, and quickly took two steps back to avoid the tip of the sword, trying to distance himself. But how could Chen Ying give him this opportunity? He grabbed the iron spear and pushed him forward. The long sword was like a snake and he would not let go easily. He picked, stabbed or wiped it, but did not give Yelu Qingquan a chance to breathe. The continuous sword blows Zhao Rang Yelu Qingquan could only keep dodging, unable to use his strength.

Dodging the sword tip on the left and right, Yelu Qingquan became even more angry, and moved his true energy out. But Chen Ying seemed to have been prepared for it. When Yelu Qingquan released his true energy, he also released his true energy. When the two streams of true energy collided, no one could get an advantage, but Yelu Qingquan's idea of ​​​​driving distance came to nothing.

"Whoa", the sound of iron arrows flying in the distance sounded, heading straight for Chen Ying. Chen Ying sighed secretly, so he could only let go of the iron spear, waved his long sword to block the iron arrow, and then took a few steps back from the iron arrow.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yelu Qingquan quickly adjusted his momentum and faced Chen Ying with his iron spear in hand. Chen Ying was forced to distance himself. The advantage of short weapons had been lost, so he naturally did not dare to rush forward rashly.

For a moment, the two of them looked at each other a few steps apart, neither of them dared to move first, only the snowflakes were still floating.

The two people's true energy collided, and the momentum was naturally unstoppable, not to mention that the mountains were full of advanced warriors.

"This movement... It seems that someone has taken over." Lin Yiyan stopped and looked in the direction of Chen Ying.

Zhang Chongjing in front of him stopped and looked in the direction of Chen Ying, his true energy slowly released, and he frowned and felt it carefully. After a moment, Zhang Chongjing's expression changed drastically, and he turned around and shouted to the two people behind him, "Come over quickly, it's not just two people, there is also an extremely hidden Qi!"

Later, Lin Yiyan and He Miaocong's expressions changed, and their zhenqi started to move and they wanted to go to support.

"Come out!" Zhang Chongjing turned around and looked to the right. The energy on his body was rolling across the falling snowflakes, and he was about to make a move with his hand.

Before Zhang Chongjing could force him, three people walked out of the darkness. They were the tall man, Lao Gu and the man with a high bun. The three of them did not intend to take action. They stood side by side and looked at Zhang Chongjing and the others. The purpose was obviously to stop the three of them from supporting Chen Ying.

Opposite the three of them, Zhang Chongjing stretched out his hand to stop Lin Yiyan and He Miaocong who were about to leave, and said cautiously, "Don't move, it's a dead end if you reveal your flaws at this time. There are three people stopping us, and there are two people on Chen Ying's side, which means there must be one person." If we can spare our hands to support Chen Ying, let’s protect ourselves first.”

"Really? It seems that Master Zhang Xiaotian looks down on our people!" Before the tall man could speak, the man with a high bun next to him spoke sarcastically.

Hearing the voice of the man with a high bun, Zhang Chongjing felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, but the three of them had their faces covered and couldn't see clearly. They simply stared at the man with a high bun and asked tentatively, "What? You don't dare to show your face?" Are you arrogant, you three..."

The man with a high bun was about to retort, but the tall man held his shoulders in time and said softly, "We just need to stop them and don't cause trouble."

After saying that, he nodded towards the man with a high bun. The high bun wanted to say something more, but he still suppressed it.

The six people present had their own concerns, so they stared at each other without speaking. The atmosphere in the venue was tense and weird.

On the snow to the west of Chen Ying, the three canned monks felt the fluctuation of zhen qi in Chen Ying's direction. They used their zhen qi and flew towards Chen Ying's location.

But just after flying a certain distance, two figures on the tree blocked the way of the three of them.

"These three bald donkeys are really impatient. Fortunately, we arrived first. Alas, what are the bald donkeys doing in such a hurry? The master's wife was robbed by a Taoist priest?" Tuoba Rong, with disheveled hair and a full of mockery on his lips, was the first to stop him. In front of three people.

Ahuqi jumped down from the tree, stretched out his hand to wipe the snowflakes in front of him, and then started to joke unscrupulously, "I don't think it's the master's wife. I think it's the master's wife! Hahaha."

Fazhi and Dunan have practiced Buddhism since childhood. Although they were a little angry after hearing their words, they were able to remain calm. But Mingzhi didn't have much time to practice Buddhism and spent most of his time practicing martial arts. He couldn't bear to hear such humiliating words.

A faint golden light glowed all over his body, he moved his feet, rose into the air, and punched Ahuqi.

Ahuqi, who had just stabilized his steps, bowed his waist and clenched his fists, roots growing under his feet, and laughed loudly, "Well done, let me test your skills."

As he spoke, he circulated his Qi and went forward to meet Mingzhi's fist. The two fists collided, and the Qi surged like a wave. The surrounding snowflakes were swept away by the Qi stirred up by the two. At the moment of the fist, the two men each retracted their fists and retreated, but Ah Huqi retreated one step, while Mingzhi retreated three steps before he could stabilize his body. It was clear who was stronger.

Fazhi and Du Nan each pressed on Mingzhi's shoulder to help him relieve the force. But Chen Ying was in danger, and he had to fight three against two, so he simply patted Mingzhi's shoulder and took a step forward to circulate his Qi.

Seeing the two men circulate their Qi, Tuoba Rong and Ah Huqi no longer hesitated, circulated their Qi and raised their bodies, took the lead and went straight to Fazhi and the others.

The two were not as powerful as Mingzhi, but very calm. Fazhi pushed out a palm and steadily caught Tuoba Rong's fist. Du Nan smiled and gently delivered a punch, which collided with Ah Huqi who was coming without momentum.

As soon as Tuoba Rong landed, his hands moved quickly, and his fists tore into pieces the palm shadow of Fazhi. Mingzhi behind Fazhi was shocked, and golden light appeared on his body. He waved his fists to help.

On the other side, Du Nan was calm and composed. Every punch he delivered could stop A Huqi's attack very well, just right. And A Huqi was not in a hurry. He kept punching Du Nan, one wave after another, deliberately not wanting Du Nan to escape.

The four people's fists and palms crossed, and the true energy surged like a tide. The snow on the ground was swept aside, and the bare trees were blasted into sawdust by the true energy. Even the snowflakes in the sky were turned into water droplets by the true energy before they could fall.

For a while, mist lingered between the five people, and the true energy shot out with amazing power.