The Record of Righteousness

Ouyang Hewu was crying and wanted to take out the golden sore medicine she carried with her and apply it to him to stop the bleeding.

But there were too many soldiers. A group of soldiers had just died and now a large number of soldiers came in.

She could only resist the attack of the soldiers with difficulty, while also protecting the seriously injured Ouyang Cheng.

He Bayue took a deep breath, hid his right hand that was shaking uncontrollably behind his back, and shouted to Ouyang Shaoling:

"Brother Ouyang! The matter has reached this point. No matter how much I explain, I can't explain it clearly! Just say that right now, can you bear to watch your two apprentices being hacked to death by officers and soldiers?!"

"Cheng'er!"

Seeing that Ouyang Cheng was seriously injured and Ouyang Hewu was trapped in a tight siege and was in danger, Ouyang Shaoling's beard and hair fluttered in anger and he shouted loudly.

"He Bayue, since you have already rebelled against your will, why did you bring me to swim through this muddy water?!"

He Bayue said:

"Brother Ouyang, it was not me who led you through this muddy water, but Shu Ting pressing you every step of the way. I had no choice but to make this move!"

After saying this, Ouyang Shaoling's face darkened, his previous charitable attitude completely changed, his brows were extremely sharp, and a wanton and fierce murderous aura surged forward!

The all-powerful little swordsman in the world back then is back!

"I don't know where you got the courage to hurt my disciple!"

I saw that his right hand was turned into a claw, and his five fingers were grasping.

A broken sword on the ground seemed to respond to him with a clang, and the handle flew into his hand with a whoosh!

He held the handle of the knife lightly, his beard fluttering.

There is no fancy swordsmanship, just a flick of the wrist.

The remnant sword, which was ordinary and could not be more ordinary, buzzed, and seven rays of sword light appeared around the blade visible to the naked eye!

The gang leaders of the small sects who were fighting bloody battles around them accidentally caught a glimpse and opened their mouths in shock.

"Besides the legendary sword immortal Ouyang Twelve, the only person who can use a remnant weapon to produce a shadowless sword light, and use the sword instead of a sword to achieve the state of sword union, is the only young sword immortal Ouyang Shaoling!"

"The old man in front of us must be Mr. Ouyang Shaoling!"

"Hahahaha, even old Mr. Ouyang is helping us fight now. It seems that Huang Ting's energy has been exhausted!"

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Before those people could finish marveling, a cold light flashed in front of Ouyang Shaoling. He moved his fingers gently, and three of the seven sword lights in front of him exploded like thunder!

Ouyang Shaoling was only a hundred steps away from the besieged Ouyang Hewu.

The densely packed soldiers surrounding Ouyang Hewu screamed in surprise, but before they had time to cry out, they saw a sword light that was as fast as lightning coming towards them!

The armor of those soldiers was cut open like white tender tofu when it hit the sword light, not to mention their flesh and blood bodies after the armor was broken.

“Ahhhhhh!!!”

I saw that the soldiers on the periphery had no time to react. They were directly cut off in the middle when they met, and their flesh, flesh and various organs were scattered on the ground and sprayed all over the sky!

Even if these soldiers are wearing heavy armor, they can't resist those three sword rays!

It wasn't until those three sword rays gradually dissipated after killing nearly a hundred soldiers.

Looking at it, the entire hall is like Shura Hell. The soldiers who were cut in half and are still alive are still wailing and struggling with their remaining two arms.

Seeing Ouyang Shaoling's three rays of sword light kill nearly a hundred soldiers easily, everyone took a deep breath and shuddered down their spines!

And all the main sects of these small gangs were glad not to have Ouyang Shaoling as their enemy!

The legendary little sword fairy's martial arts has reached such a peak!

Even Ouyang Hewu was shocked on the spot with his face stained with blood.

She had never seen such a ferocious master. Even though he rescued her, for a moment she felt that the cold-faced master in front of her was so strange.

Even the soldiers with bloodthirsty faces became frightened. For a moment, they did not dare to step forward. They just held up their weapons tremblingly and their teeth chattered in fear.

The only one who was not shocked was He Bayue. As an old friend of Ouyang Shaoling for more than 40 years, he knew Ouyang's temper well.

"Okay, okay, brother Ouyang, you finally have an epiphany! Brother, I'm so happy!"

Ouyang Shaoling snorted coldly and said:

"After this incident, I will settle the score with you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Shaoling held the broken sword in his hand, and the remaining four sword lights burst out. He didn't look old-fashioned at all, but on the contrary, he was like a tiger among the sheep.

After He Bayue casually killed several soldiers, he couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the rising Ouyang Shaoling being killed from afar.

"Seventy-two styles of chasing wind sword!"

"It seems that this old stubborn is really angry today!"

Tianshan Sword Technique collects the strengths of various schools and has a total of 361 moves.

Among them, there are those who are both offensive and defensive, and some who are both offensive and defensive. The complexity of their swordsmanship and the extraordinary number of sword moves are all superior to those of each faction.

Moreover, his swordsmanship is powerful, extremely fast, and he can penetrate any opening he sees, making him very unstoppable!

The Seventy-Two-Style Wind Chasing Sword is the unique skill of Tianshan martial arts. As its name suggests, the sword moves like the wind and kills the enemy silently.

Its moves are all about the offensive rather than the defensive. It can only be used when you encounter an opponent who is weaker than yourself.

But Ouyang Shaoling killed more than a hundred soldiers in an instant with just a broken sword in his hand.

I saw that the broken sword in his hand didn't have any bells and whistles. It seemed like a dazzling knife flower blossomed out from the fusion of human swords, spraying blood freely.

The seventy-two-style wind-chasing sword was the icing on the cake with the blessing of four sword lights. The silent blade ruthlessly harvested the lives of soldiers one after another.

Suddenly, after three people from Tianshan joined the battle, He Bayue's side once again gained an overwhelming advantage.

Wang Hao, who was not far away, looked embarrassed, and the flesh on his face was trembling.

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