The Brilliant Fighting Master

The blood-sucking doormen didn't care, but the Fire Lion Gang didn't quite adapt.

A twenty-five-year-old man came over, carrying a huge sword behind him, looking very deterrent.

"He Xing, you can't do this well. If you spread it, other Jiang family members will resist to the end."

"Meng Ding, you actually call my name? You think you are the son of the Lord, and you can sit on the same level as my blood-handed door?"

He Hexing didn't listen at all, but stared fiercely at him.

"No, no, He is the master." Meng Ding was startled.

"Hahaha, that's fine. As for what you said, you don't need to worry at all, because the people of the Jiang family have no choice at all." He Xing laughed.

"is it?"

The chilling sound suddenly sounded, making He Xing laughter stop.

Others were surprised and wanted to see who dared to be so disrespectful to He Xing.

"come out!"

He Hexing looked to the distant forest. With his strength in the late Yuan Dynasty, he could see a personal image there.

Huh!

He responded by passing the arrow with a sharp arrow.

"Childish ..."

With such a long distance, and under precaution, He Xing confidently escaped the arrow, or even caught it.

But his words could not be spoken quickly, because the speed of the arrow was beyond imagination.

At the moment when I was in front of me, a flame spun along the body of the arrow, forming a vortex.

He Xing, who was shot, was on fire, and the heat wave was so intense that he could not send out the screams before he was burned into black charcoal.

At the same time, other people in the forest are shooting arrows, killing people in the blood gate.

The soldiers of the Jiang family in Shaoyaoshan revived their spirits. The arrival of the reinforcements gave them hope and quickly picked up their weapons and rushed towards the captives.

"Retreat first!"

Meng Ding, the beacon lion gang, was caught off guard, for fear of ending in the same way as He Xing, and retreated to the side without distinguishing the number of people in the forest.

"It seems that there are not many people coming," said someone beside him.

"No more than twenty people!"

"Fight back!"

So the Fire Lions began to fight back.

"follow me!"

Unlike mines, these two groups of people actually carry shields, or square all-steel shields on their chests.

Suddenly the threat of the arrows was resolved.

The people brought by Wu Jiangchen and the people in Yaoshan only add up to more than fifty.

If Jiang Chen hadn't shot He Xing with a fire arrow, there would be no suspense in the outcome.

Xun Mengding is like a battle-hardened warrior, holding a shield in his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, and a cat on his waist.

He has the strength at the peak of Juyuan Realm in the middle of the year. With excellent equipment, he is almost invincible. Every sword will kill someone.

Until Jiang Chen came to him, Chi Xiaojian easily cut off the all-steel shield.

"Spirit sword?"

Xi Mengding looked at the neat and smooth incision of the shield, and locked his eyes on the Cabernet Sword of Jiang Chen's hand, deeply attracted.

"You shot He Xing with an arrow?"

"Yes."

"Is that kind of arrow also a spirit arrow? Only one?"

"No, you don't deserve me to waste an arrow." Jiang Chen intentionally irritated the other party, but it was also true.

"is it?"

He Mengding was not angry, but sneered, and said, "Then you have made a fatal mistake. I am actually more dangerous than He Xing."

Why Xun was more dangerous, he didn't say it and proved it with actual actions.

丢 He dropped the shield, clenched the sword's hilt with both hands, and put the scary sword across his chest.

The fierce and overbearing sword qi emanated from him, and the leaves and branches near his feet were blown away.

"Master the sword?"

Min Jiangchen was a bit surprised. The big sword has deviated from the rapid change of the kendo, and it is more like a knife or an axe.

It is not easy for this person to master the sword point through the giant sword.

Wu Jiangchen suddenly remembered that his name was Meng Ding, and he was also a famous warrior in the 100,000 Mountains. The giant sword in his hand was almost his status symbol!

If the corpses of those who died in Jiangfu were on the ground, he didn't want to kill this person, maybe for another decades of this Mengding, maybe he could create unique Kendo.

"Unfortunately, you will die here today."

With a stab at Qijiang Chen's Chixiao sword, the majestic sword spit out like a dyke, instantly covering Meng Ding's insignificant sword point.

"Sword intention ... you actually control sword intention!"

He looked at Jiang Chen's face seriously, and determined that he was just a teenager. The shock in his heart was beyond words.

"My realm is still a full stage higher than you!"

He peaked in the middle and Jiang Chen peaked in the early stage, so that he didn't turn around and run away.

"go to hell!"

His killing heart has never been stronger. He was jealous and jealous of Jiang Chen. He wanted to destroy this genius with his own hands and take away the spirit sword in his hand.

Both hands held the sword, and the sword body that was taller than others was cut with anger, and there was a mighty power to split Jiang Chen.

Min Jiangchen stepped back, the huge sword was cut to the ground, and the ground instantly cracked a seam, and quickly spread to him to swallow him.

"not good."

Sui Jiangchen's face suddenly changed, and he lifted the Chixiao sword and stabbed at his feet.

Almost at the same time, the majestic swordman erupted from the ground, rushing towards him like a raging wave.

Wu Chixiao's sword stabbed at it, the force of the collision blew up a large pit, Jiang Chen also flew out more than ten meters, and slammed heavily on a tree.

"It seems that you have very little actual combat experience." Chi Xiao Jianling said.

Meng Ding's sword seemed to have no brain, and went straight. In fact, there was a hidden mystery, the sword awn was buried in the ground, and then broke out from the ground and feet, which was unexpected.

"Dead to me!"

Meng Ding jumped into the air, wielding the giant sword in his hand with the strength of falling ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ With the help of the giant sword to boost his strength, and with the vigorous techniques, he did not go any further. Man can be called the strong among the 100,000 young people. "

Meng Dingna mixed the great sword into the iron essence, so that the current Xiaoxiao sword cannot be cut off.

"Hahaha, in the presence of absolute power, especially in front of me, the prototype sword is useless!"

Wu Mengding became more and more arrogant, and the momentum driven by the giant sword easily cut off the rocks or trees.

Min Jiangchen shunned blindly. The opponent did not shoot his sword as fast as Cao Song, as long as he avoided his edge.

"If you want to consume my true yuan, then you are totally wrong. Don't forget the gap in our realm." Meng Ding sneered, he was not anxious at all.

"Try it out."

If Meng Ding didn't master the sword point, Jiang Chen could kill him with the shape of the sword.

However, under the opponent's sword point and realm advantage, this is difficult to do.

It's very unwise to hit it hard.

Min Jiangchen had to use the trick he had just thought of!

也 He also held the hilt of his sword with both hands, which is not necessary for the size of the Chixiao sword.

Alas, he started to turn around.

The extremely hot Jianmang accompanied by the spiral-like spirit produced a whirlwind around Jiang Chen.

The whirlwind has a terrible suction, and it is constantly increasing. The air waves are already visible to the naked eye, all converging in his direction.

The tornado formed by the urn shook, the people around him were miserable, and their bodies moved forward uncontrollably.

Once close to the crimson air wave, the end will be the same as those crushed rocks.

"Do you want to kill everyone ?!"

Wu Mengding did not expect Jiang Chen to have this trick and was stunned.

"It's only you who will die!"