Phew!
After another hundred moves, three people from the Seven Black Winds spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The damage accumulated by An Jin exploded with considerable power.
Xiao Chen's eyes were like a torch, and he looked at the fleeting light in the eyes of the three people. He sneered in his heart, but still was not in a hurry to take action.
"Boss, this kid wasn't fooled, what should I do?"
"It doesn't look like a newbie, he is very experienced."
The three people complained endlessly in their hearts, and secretly sent messages to the one-eyed man, pouring out their bitterness.
The one-eyed man's entire left eye was already bright red, which was very scary. His incomplete right eye was even more terrifying, and the wounds around the eye socket had all split open.
The scar exploded, and bright red blood continued to seep out. Its already ugly face looked even more like an evil ghost from hell.
"I don't believe it yet. Burn your true energy and kill him in one breath!" the one-eyed man said fiercely.
Several other people couldn't help but feel a little thump in their hearts. Burning their true energy would be a real disaster. If they still couldn't defeat Xiao Chen, their true energy would be exhausted, but they wouldn't even have a chance to escape.
call out!
Just when they were hesitating, Xiao Chen, who had been playing steadily and passively defensively, suddenly took action.
Sixty percent of the sword's intention was released without any reservation. Under the influence of the sword's intention, the slender and slender blade bloomed like a flower in the dark night.
The blade of the sword trembled, and there was a loud and melodious cry, which resounded joyfully. In this dark night, all the swordsmen in Dingshui City were heard.
Whether they were sleeping or cultivating, they suddenly woke up and jumped out of the house one by one, looking into the distance.
kill!
Xiao Chen's eyes were blood red. Since he planned to take action, he had to act vigorously and violently, and the extreme killing concept quietly burst out.
Black Wind Qisha, who had been killing people and drinking blood all year round, felt a sense of fear in his heart when he looked at Xiao Chen, who was as sharp as a knife.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dark night. Xiao Chen suddenly struck out and sent the one-eyed man flying backwards with one strike of his knife.
Then he ignored him and killed the person who was most seriously injured.
The light of the sword danced, and in the dark night, he swung seven swords in succession, and each sword divided into three rays of light and shadow, killing them continuously.
Purple lightning danced in every blade shadow. In the blur of the blade shadow, the man seemed to see a sea of thunder and lightning rushing toward him.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
At the critical moment, he showed his extraordinary performance and struck out twenty-one swords, blocking all the shadows of the swords, but his true energy was not as condensed as Xiao Chen's.
Every time he received a stab, he spat out a stream of blood. After receiving twenty-one stabs, his face turned horribly pale.
But Xiao Chen's move of sword and fire was not only that, the sea of thunder and lightning he saw really existed. The sea of thunder came with a bang and killed him directly.
The remaining four people looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that Xiao Chen's attack would be so sharp and his timing would be so precise.
He turned a deaf ear to the flaws that had been exposed before, and waited just when they were hesitating to take action. This was a young sect disciple who had just come out of the mountain, and had more combat experience than them all.
"Get out of here!"
Seeing that another person was killed by Xiao Chen, the one-eyed man was furious. He held the knife in both hands and blasted the condensed true energy towards the thunder and lightning ocean fiercely.
The knife was very fast, but Xiao Chen, who was hidden in the thunder sea, was even faster. Just when the sharp sword light was about to hit the thunder sea, a sharper and more brilliant sword light jumped out from it.
The light of the sword was like a shadow, streaking across the dark night like a shooting star, as fast as a sudden flash of light. Three lines of blood shot out, and the other three people in Heifeng Qisha also had a half-foot-deep knife mark on their necks, and they died.
The sword that jumped out from the lightning was so stunning that even the beautiful meteor was eclipsed in an instant.
Those three people didn't even know how they died, let alone where the knife came from. The dead people didn't know, and the living one-eyed man didn't know either.
He only saw the sea of thunder suddenly parting, a white shadow flashing past, and his three capable men died cleanly.
Chasing Xiao Chen's figure, the one-eyed man glanced around and found a white figure two hundred meters in front of him, with his back to him.
There was blood on the tip of the knife, dripping down, and behind him, the knife intent that remained in the air buzzed.
Fear spread in his heart, and the one-eyed man didn't think about anything. He stood up with the knife put away, turned around and ran away. He flew forward desperately, just wanting to get as far away from that figure as possible.
As a casual cultivator, he is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to be like those three people, dying in an unknown way, without even being able to see how the other party took action.
Xiao Chen slowly turned around and looked at the one-eyed man running away. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Under the cover of night, that delicate face showed an extremely cold smile.
Ho ho ho!
In the chest, three dragon roars sounded one after another, and three phantoms of green dragons appeared at Xiao Chen's feet, taking him away into the air. During the ups and downs, it only took three breaths to catch up with the one-eyed man.
"I said, I want to lend you a head."
With a slash of the knife, the one-eyed man who turned around hastily to greet him was sent flying to the ground, and the tall building behind him collapsed with a bang.
The sword skills of the four seasons, the beauty of autumn water!
No longer giving this person any chance to escape, Xiao Chen waved a gentle sword light, like a sweet smile, expressing endless sorrow, warmth and tenderness.
The one-eyed man who had just stood up felt an autumn wind blowing on his face, as if a girl's catkin had gently touched his chest, and a blood hole as big as the mouth of a bowl appeared on his heart.
"You, you are definitely not an inner disciple of Haotian Sect..."
The one-eyed man looked at the wound on his chest, raised his head and pointed at Xiao Chen, and said with great reluctance.
At this point, the Seven Black Winds, which had been causing nuisance in all directions and living happily, were all dead.
The entire Feng Family Mansion was silent. Looking at the swordsman in white slowly floating down in the sky, there was indescribable surprise in his eyes.
"Who is this person? He actually killed Black Wind Qisha by himself."
"The Seven Black Winds spread across the eighteen states in the south, coming and going like the wind, burning, killing, and looting. They had been free for an unknown amount of time, but today they all died at the hands of one young man."
"His sword intention is so strong. There don't seem to be many young swordsmen in our eighteen southern states who are stronger than his sword intention."
"When that sword intent first appeared, I could hardly control my sword."
Hearing the sound of swords, many swordsmen jumped out, their eyes filled with shock.
Ignoring the comments and looks of others, Xiao Chen lifted up the bodies of Black Wind Qisha one by one and cut off the heads directly.
The heads were returned to Haotian Sect as proof of the mission, and then they took off the space rings in the hands of the seven people one by one.
Loose cultivators have always believed in enjoying themselves in the moment. They may die at any time, and they usually don't carry much wealth with them. But this group of people had just looted two families, so they would have something on them.
After doing all this, Xiao Chen stepped on the green dragon and landed in front of the head of the Feng family. He took out the task list and said: "Haotian Sect's tasks were issued by you, right? Press your fingerprints here."
The head of the Feng family was in a daze, and he still didn't quite believe it. The whole Dingshui City was disturbed, and the frightened Black Wind Qisha actually died like this.
After Xiao Chen reminded him again, he realized what he was doing. He quickly pressed his fingerprint on the task list and said, "Thank you, young hero, for helping me. The Feng family has nothing to repay."
"I'm serious. I'm taking people's money to eliminate disasters for them, that's all."
With a gentle smile, Xiao Chen said goodbye, and the white figure disappeared into the vast night under the gaze of many eyes.
He came in the dark night and left in the night. He came and went like the wind without a trace. The dark night did not change because of him. There were only seven headless corpses lying on the ground, silently telling his merits and fame.
After a long time, when everyone dispersed, two figures emerged with powerful auras. Flying into the city from a distance, he looked at the seven headless corpses, looking at each other, looking a little depressed.
[End of Chapter Three, Five Swords. I remember you. I saw your name very early. I remember that you voted many, many monthly votes for the first time and asked me to mention your name. It's just that there are too many people who voted for the monthly vote, so I can't nominate them one by one. I'm really sorry, but I remember most of the names, and I will be impressed whenever I join the group.]