The sharp whistle was piercing, Xu Gaolin's pupils shrank unconsciously, and the chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his whole body numb, his honed instinct broke out, and his sense of survival prompted Xu Gaolin to make the most accurate response, forcibly moving his body to the side to dodge.
The sharp arrow dragged the phantom white airflow and passed Xu Gaolin's ear at a high speed. The air was as sharp as a sharp blade, cutting Xu Gaolin's ear open, dripping with blood. , Xu Gaolin's scalp was numb, his brain was tingling, and half of his head was buzzing.
Xu Gaolin was able to avoid this sword, thanks to his many years of life-and-death fighting with monsters, honed his tyrannical skills, and his survival awareness was even more amazing, but the Xihuangwei behind him did not have this ability.
The arrow pierced through the air, pierced the neck of a Xihuangwei, and tore most of it apart. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and his whole body twitched. It seemed that he would not survive.
The arrow never stopped, and shot at another Xihuangwei, still unable to dodge or resist, it was shot into the neck, directly penetrated, shot into the heart of the third person, and stabbed out from behind.
Three kills with one arrow!
Three Xihuangwei died at once, and the other Xihuangwei's eyes were red.
The second arrow shot through the air again.
This time, he didn't shoot at Xu Gaolin, but at one of the five Lian Jin Jing Rank 7s.
The reason why the Xihuangwei teamed up is strong, and the reason lies in the unification of others. It is Xu Gaolin and the five who are practicing Jinjing at the seventh turn. The power of their joint efforts is definitely not as good as before, and it is easier to defeat them.
The cultivation base of Lian Jin Jing Rank 7 is comparable to that of Chen Zong, but the strength is far behind.
Unable to dodge, after being shot directly by an arrow, the arrow pierced through another Xihuangwei.
Double kill with one arrow!
Standing more than a hundred meters away, Chen Zong kept taking arrows and shooting them. Each arrow contained strong inner strength and the power of a powerful shot, and it was even more terrifying when combined.
"spread!"
"All spread out!"
"Watch his arrows."
The Western Wilderness Guards had rich experience, and immediately moved around, approaching Chen Zong from all angles around the arc, but it was of little use.
When all twelve arrows were shot, Xu Gaolin died. He was able to dodge one arrow, but could not dodge two arrows. This was determined by the difference in strength. Kill, in addition, there are more than 18 Xihuangwei in the middle stage of the training state, who were affected and died unexpectedly.
Originally there were only about 60 of the Western Wilderness Guards with more than 80 people left, and all of them were in the mid-stage of Jinjing.
Putting down the strong bow, the two swords were unsheathed, and the purple and red sword lights flashed across the air, causing an astonishing coldness. Chen Zong's eyes were extremely sharp, and they swept across.
kill!
Without the late-stage fighters in the Jinjing Realm as the leader, the threat posed to Chen Zong by these fighters in the mid-stage Jinjing Realm is minimized, not to mention that Chen Zong will not directly rush into their encirclement, but adopt various strategies to defeat them, using his own The speed and agility of the two swords are irresistible.
"Swords, mainly stabs, can penetrate everything."
"An arrow, shot off the string, can penetrate everything."
"Swords and arrows have something in common."
"When the arrow is shot, it goes forward without any retreat. It has only one purpose, and it penetrates all targets."
"The sword is out of the sheath, and the goal is to kill the enemy."
"One in hand, one out of hand."
Keeping out swords, Chen Zong fell into a strange comprehension. He found common points from swords and arrows, and compared them to comprehend.
In the eyes of most warriors, a sword is a sword, and an arrow is an arrow. The two are completely different in terms of appearance and usage, and they will not be involved at all, but some geniuses will. In a flash of inspiration, he seized the opportunity and gained enlightenment.
No matter what kind of martial arts the world has, they all have something in common, the difference lies in the obvious and not obvious.
A true genius can often reflect different martial arts through his own precipitation and accumulation, and then comprehend more mysteries.
Sixty or so Western Wilderness Guards became the targets of Chen Zongwu's sword.
When the sword is released, it is like an arrow leaving the string, piercing through the air, shooting three points faster than usual, and the power contained in it is also stronger than usual, and the overall power is stronger.
Hearty and hearty, the inner strength of the whole body is surging endlessly, the pure yang qi and blood are surging like a tide, and the skin is slightly red.
With focused eyes, sharp and sharp like a sword, the Western Wilderness Guards were all terrified wherever they passed, and did not dare to look at him.
Even though the Western Wilderness Guards had experienced hundreds of battles and were extremely tenacious in spirit and will, they began to feel scared and wanted to leave when there was such an absolute gap in strength and no hope.
It's just that their thoughts had just arisen, and before they had time to retreat, the sword light pierced through the air like an arrow from the string, shooting towards them, and the sword pierced through.
He drew his sword, but it was in vain. Chen Zong suddenly came to his senses, his sharp eyes swept away, there was no one standing around, all the Xihuangwei fell to the ground, blood flowed like a small lake, and the strong smell of blood was pungent, as if It turned into red mist and filled the surrounding area.
After waking up from the enlightenment state, Chen Zong was amazed and felt sore all over his body.
"Let's go." Resisting the soreness all over his body, he put his swords into their sheaths, and quickly put away the twelve arrows and carried the strong bow on his back. He didn't even take anything from Xihuangwei's body, and immediately unfolded his movements and left quickly.
More than 80 people died in one fell swoop, blood stained the surrounding area red, the smell of blood was very strong, it would attract monsters to come, this depth is already a place haunted by fifth-level monsters, the longer you stay, the greater the danger, as soon as possible Leaving is the right thing to do.
Pure yang qi and blood flowed in the body at a constant speed, making the body's soreness disappear quickly. Chen Zong knew that the body's soreness was due to overload. He used the arrow to comprehend the sword, and initially integrated the mystery of the arrow into the sword , significantly increasing the speed and power of the sword, thereby increasing the power of the sword, but it puts a greater burden on one's body.
Chen Zong became more and more eager to practice the Hunyuan body.
It's a pity, if he hadn't been framed by the Black Demon Sect, if the Zhenwu Alliance hadn't targeted him in this way, he would have had more time to practice physical training, and he could have become a Hunyuan body earlier, unlike now, he has been on the run all the time. There is no time to stop and practice hard.
The inner strength continued to recover, and when it was fully recovered, Chen Zong was a little surprised, because the inner strength increased unconsciously, and reached the late stage of the seventh rank of the strength training state. Presumably, it should be a breakthrough brought about by the arrow and the sword.
As the cultivation base improves, the strength increases, the power of the sword also increases, and the overall strength increases significantly.
While on the road, Chen Zong was also comprehending.
Archery!
Swordsmanship!
The same is true.
In the sky, a black eagle flew by, with sharp eyes, overlooking the earth, quickly flew forward, and then landed on the shoulder of an old man, chirping as if communicating with the old man.
"Young master, Chen Zong is coming here, and he will arrive in about half an hour." The old man said respectfully to the young man who stood aside.
The young man had dark skin and a fierce aura. When he heard the old man's words, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's finally here. It's worth waiting here for a long time." Next to him was a young man in a short jacket with muscles as tight as cast iron. When he opened his mouth, his white teeth were shining brightly.
Half an hour is actually very short.
"Chen Zong, we meet again." The dark-skinned young man glanced across hundreds of meters and landed on Chen Zong's face.
"Wu Mo!" Chen Zong frowned slightly: "Are you coming to hunt me down too?"
Immediately, Chen Zong glanced over the old man and young man next to Wu Mo, his pupils froze.
From these two people, Chen Zong felt a trace of tyrannical aura, which only belonged to monsters.
Warriors of the Black Demon Sect!
Attention fell on Wu Mo again, and the feeling of that day reappeared.
"Wu Mo, you were a warrior of the Black Demon Sect from the beginning." Chen Zong said with affirmative tone.
"You're not stupid." There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Wu Mo's mouth, that feeling was completely different from before.
The aura on Wu Mo's body is still at Rank 8, but it is not at the beginning of Rank 8, but has reached a higher level. At the end of Rank 8, he is indeed a rare genius. As for the one with a black eagle on his shoulder The old man and the strong young man who held a cooked copper stick exuded the aura fluctuations of Nine Ranks of Training Strength.
Whether it was Wu Mo, the old man or the young man, they all brought Chen Zong a lot of pressure, a strong enemy.
"Wu Mo, it is impossible for me to join forces with you." Chen Zong said with a firm tone.
"You may be wrong." Wu Mo laughed endlessly, the old man next to him was expressionless, and the young man showed a mocking look: "My purpose is to kill you."
As soon as the words came out, Chen Zong was shocked.
In the beginning, no matter whether it was his own speculation or Master Huanyun's speculation, the purpose of the Black Demon Sect to frame him was nothing more than to make himself desperate, and in the end he had to take refuge in the Black Demon Sect and join forces with it.
Therefore, seeing the three of Wu Mo, Chen Zong's first reaction was that their purpose was to persuade him to surrender, etc., but now it seems that this is not the case.
Could it be that there are also different opinions against him in the Black Demon Sect
"Of course, if you are sensible enough, you can survive." Wu Mo changed the topic, with a sneer on his face: "If you recognize me as the master, you can not only survive, but also get the key training from my Black Demon Sect."
"What is your status in the Black Demon Sect?" Chen Zong didn't answer, but asked instead.
"The master of the Black Demon sect is my master, what do you think I am?" A look of color flashed deep in Wu Mo's eyes, but Chen Zong was shocked.
Wu Mo turned out to be the apprentice of the master of the Black Demon Sect. This news is really shocking. If it spreads to the outside world, I don't know what kind of sensation it will cause, and the Zhenwu Alliance and the Four University Palaces, etc., don't know what it will be. What kind of face.
Especially the members of the True Martial Alliance, it is simply a great irony that the disciples of the master of the Black Demon sect successfully comprehended the True Martial Enlightenment Map and stepped into the realm of Martial Dao.
"Chen Zong, you have only two choices. First, recognize me as the master, and second, die here." Wu Mo spoke again, with a superior voice, as if a king looked down on the common people: "How to choose, I believe I will die here." You should understand your ingenuity."
"I choose the third." Chen Zong's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Kill you all."
(end of this chapter)