Vol 2 Chapter 768:

Chapter 678
Cheng Jin and others have been out of the sword fast enough, who knows that the black man's sword is faster. Facing the spirit knife stabbed around, he stands still and waits for the moment when the sword is about to approach, The long sword in his hand waved quickly. !.
The spirit sword drew a semi-circular cold light in front of and behind him, at the same time, five clusters of Mars burst out around him, and five crisp sounds were also heard. All five spirit knives were blocked by him all at once.
How can this person's swordsmanship be so fast! Cheng Jin was horrified. In his impression, he could move so quickly, except for the king, who had no second one. It looks like he's hit a rival tonight.
He took a deep breath, exerted his full strength, and launched a fierce attack on the men in black. The same was true of the four dark arrows. They used the power of feeding milk, one after the other, one knife faster than the other, and the sword ran The key to people in black.
Cheng Jin and his four men were regarded as first-class dark spiritual practitioners. The five of them joined forces to attack aggressively, and the fierceness of the offensive was conceivable.
I saw that the battlefield, five people, has turned into five black whirlwinds, sometimes in front, sometimes in the back, erratic, from the left and right, and in all directions, all of them in the black people flashed out, all of them attack The fatal blow was said to be five people, but it looked more like 50 people besieging the black men together.
In this situation, even the three middle-aged people around Xiao Xiang lifted their hearts, and their foreheads gradually exuded cold sweat.
Although they are watching the battle, they are also secretly wondering if they can exchange with the men in black, can they stop such a fierce attack from Cheng Jin and others.
In contrast, the man in black, no matter how fierce and fierce the offensive of Cheng Jin and others, he always stood in place, without moving half a step, the spirit sword in his hand was not idle, he flew down, and attacked around him. At the same time, the spirit sword countered several swords from time to time.
It is just that every time he counterattacks, the attacked Dark Arrow personnel will be in danger and have to be forced to retreat.
The fierce fighting between the two sides became more and more fierce. When more than twenty rounds were fought, a dark arrow rushed from the back of the man in black, and the dagger took his heart.
The man in black unhurriedly blocked a knife from the front, and then, with a fist of his wrist, gripped the spirit sword and stabbed backwards.
Hearing Dangyu, his spirit sword stabbed at the blade, and just stabbed the stabbed blade, and before the opponent retracted the sword, he pushed the sword horizontally again, chopping the waist of the Dark Arrow staff. Update
The man responded quickly, shouted loudly, jumped up, and flashed across the sharp edge of the sword. At the same time, he cut down a knife with all his strength, and split it into the back of the man in black.
The man in black still didn't evade, and the narrow spirit sword stabbed to the side. The Dark Arrow personnel's sword is ahead, his sword is behind, but his sword stabs the Dark Arrow personnel's chest first.
The so-called martial arts in the world is not fast, and the shot is fast, even if it falls behind, it can instantly become the first mover.
The Dark Arrow personnel were still in the air and had nowhere to use their power to escape the sword he had stabbed. In desperation, he could only cast Shadow Drift and intended to flash out of the opponent's attack range.
However, just before he casts the shadow drift, the body of the man in black suddenly exudes a strong spiritual pressure.
A black mist had already appeared around his body, but under this powerful spiritual repression, his shadow drifting failed, and his figure stopped in midair failed to flash out.
There was a flutter in the ear wheels, and the man in black was hitting his chest.
The sharp sword's sharp edge was pierced from his chest and pierced through his back heart, running directly through his body and heart. Poor this elite man with a dark arrow didn't even have time to scream. His body was still dead in the air.
thump! The body fell at the feet of the man in black, and he took the spirit sword back. Watching a brother die tragically under the other's sword, Cheng Jin and three other dark arrow personnel's eyes were red, and they launched a fierce assault on the man in black.
However, under the huge spiritual pressure of the people in black, their shadow drifting can no longer be performed, and the offensive is more than doubled compared to just now, and the people in black can cope more easily.
With a sword in hand, he sometimes defended and sometimes countered. Instead of being injured by the crazy onslaught of Cheng Jin and others, he backed up the four of them.
After another battle, the man in black became impatient. The spirit sword in his hand suddenly showed a dazzling light, and then, the spiritual chaos was cast out, and the spirit blade flying, or floating or hovering like a snowstorm. Smashed four Cheng Jin.
Spirit Chaos is cast by him. I don't know how many times it will be more powerful than others. The spirit blade is not only more dense, but also has a wider range of attacks. It covers all four Cheng Jins.
Unable to cast Shadow Drift, relying only on his own body to avoid the chaos of such a wide range of attacks? Extremely, I am afraid that no other shadow spiritual practitioner can do this except Tang Yin.
The faces of the four Cheng Jins also changed greatly, and the cold sweat instantly soaked in the clothes of the Ling armor. Seeing the densely packed blades sweeping across them, the four had no way to parry or escape.
"Protect the generals!" At the moment of life and death, the three Dark Arrow personnel made a choice without even thinking about it. The three stood in a row and stood in front of Cheng Jin. They had to use their flesh and blood to resist the other's spirit. Messy.
If the first person is smashed by the spirit blade, the second person behind is blocked by the second person, the second person is smashed and there is a third person. If all three of them die under the blade, they still cannot protect Cheng Jin. There is no other way, they have done their best.
Seeing a tremor in his heart, Cheng Jin yelled, "You all give me away—" He hadn't finished his words yet, and the Spirit Blade was near.
At this critical moment, another person on the side of the battlefield suddenly cast a spiritual disorder, but this person's spiritual disorder? The pole was not directed at any party, but the spirit of the man in black. Chaos are coming.
Two spiritual chaos collided together in the air, and in an instant, a series of leather cracks broke out on the battlefield. The continuous muffled sound was like a small hammer hitting everyone's heart in the presence, making people feel a choking suffocation.
At the same time, a hurricane blew across the field, flying sand and rocks, the world changed color, and the radiant winds made the surrounding people unable to open their eyes, one by one, and backed away. Xiao Xiang was also backed by three middle-aged people.
I didn't expect someone to rescue Xia Jin and others at the critical moment. The man in black was stiff, side his head, raised his ears, and listened to the direction of the other chaos?
"I haven't seen it for many years, Brother Chang's style is still the same!"
With a clear and bold laughter, a white man walked slowly to the side of the battlefield. If a person in black is black from head to toe, then this person is from white to white.
The white crown, the white brocade, the white boot, and the white scabbard hung from his waist. Even his skin looks much whiter than others, and it is no exaggeration to use a face like a crown jade.
The man in black could not see him, but could hear his voice. His body shook noticeably, and said in a voice almost inaudible to others, "Is it the seventh son?"
"Haha, fortunately, Brother Chang still remembers my voice, otherwise I wouldn't be able to beat you if I started working with me." This young man in white is the seventh son of Shenchi, and he laughed.
He has stayed with Tang Yin for some time, but he has always adhered to the rules of Shenchi not to interfere in the affairs of other countries, and has never shot. If this time it is not Cheng Jin and others who are on the line, he will not break the rules. This precedent.
Ugh! The man in black sighed sighing. It can be said that the last thing he wanted to encounter was the old acquaintance, naturally including Ren Xiao.
He slowly lowered the lifted spirit sword, bowed his thin body slightly, and whispered, "Why are you here ..."
"I want to ask Brother Chang the same question. Since Brother Chang's eyes ... have not been living in seclusion since he was injured, why did he suddenly go to Sichuan and help the princess of Sichuan?" Ren Xiaocong Smile, look at him straight.
The disciples and disciples of Huangfu Xiutai, including Huangfu Xiutai, are inconspicuous, but Changfeng's big disciple Changfeng is an exception.
Not to say how good and intimate the two were with each other before, he just simply admired and admired Changfeng.
In his impression, Chang Feng is a Lingwu lunatic and a spiritual wizard. When he was fifteen, he dared to challenge the elders of the Presbyterian School alone. Although he lost, it was not ugly to lose. Twenty At that time, he was already one of the best disciples among his peers. If it wasn't for his eye injury later, Ren Xiao estimated that he should already be in the Presbyterian Hospital now.
Hearing Ren Xiao's questioning, a bitter smile appeared on the face hidden behind the black scarf. He said quietly: "Rather than staying in Shenchi and being a dead man sitting and eating, it would be better to step out and fight at least ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ knows myself ... alive. "
Ren Xiaowen said, his heart was sore, and he said excitedly: "Brother Chang is not a wasteful man. In my heart, Brother Chang has always been the strongest one in my generation ..." For a long time, he always took Chang Feng as his goal.
Chang Feng smiled sincerely. I can't think of myself being silent for so many years that there are still people who can remember their name. He threw his sword to the ground, arched his hand, gave a deep salute, and whispered, "Thank you for your praise."
"Go back! Brother Chang, return to Shenchi, don't stay in Sichuan anymore, and don't give others a fight. Brother Chang should not be subjected to such humiliation." Ren Xiao said with a smile.
Chang Feng bowed his head, speechless for a long time.
He has never been proud, and has never looked down on those Shenchi children who are employed by other countries, but now he is a wasteful man. What can he do when he returns to Shenchi? Continue to keep them, wait and die?
Do n’t say anything. Although his eyes are blind, but Lingwu is still such nonsense, it ’s just deceiving himself. There are too many masters of Lingwu in God ’s pool, generation after generation, new people emerge, and he is blind no matter how he cultivates, after all A waste.