Ling Jianchen's voice still echoed in the void, but his figure did not stop at all.

Leap forward and jump high.

He stepped down with his foot, and with a loud bang, the head of the Blood Sword Guard in front of him was stamped into his chest. Blood spurted out from the neck like a blood fountain.

Ling Jianchen was bathed in blood, raised his arm, and grabbed the fallen sword of the blood sword guard.

Immediately after turning his wrist, the blade changed direction from bottom to top.

Lift your arms.

Chi!

While the cold light of the blade was swallowing, he slashed against the trend from between the two crotches of another Blood Sword Guard. With a scream, the Blood Sword Guard was cut in half. The blood mixed with the internal organs and fell all over the ground, and the blood flowed.

.

Ling Jianchen's toes landed on the ground, splashing with blood, and punched out with his left hand: "Underworld style!"

boom!

The bodies of the three blood-sword guards facing them were directly shattered by this violent punch, leaving no intact corpses.

The bloody sword on the right hand cut across at the same time, sweeping across thousands of armies. The bloody sword energy was layered on top of each other, which was the thunderous and resolute movement in "Three Strikes of Thunder"!

Sweep it by.

Six strong men from the villages near the Chaos Mountains were cut off at the waist, and their blood flowed freely.

All this happens in an instant.

Ling Jianchen held a bloody sword in his hand, stared at Liu Ao with cold eyes, and raised his fingers at him: "This is the third way for you!"

"court death!"

There was a look of anger on Liu Ao's face, "It seems that you have forgotten how you were chased by me like a lost dog before, right? Ling Jianchen, I have changed my mind. I will destroy your cultivation and take away your treasures."

.I want you to see with your own eyes how I will destroy your entire clan!"

While talking.

Liu Ao looked to one side of Xue Liu and dozens of strong men from other villages gathered together, and said in a deep voice: "You all come to me, I want to see how many people this kid can kill!"

"This guy is vicious. If we don't kill him, we will all be in trouble in the future!"

"Kill!"

Everyone took action one after another.

There were more than a hundred people in total. In addition to the Blood Sword Guards, there were also strong men from villages near the Chaos Mountains.

Attack them in groups.

"The Tianlong Gang has oppressed us for so many years, and you don't want to resist, but you still want to help them. In this case, don't blame me, Ling Jianchen, for not remembering our past friendship!" Ling Jianchen snorted coldly.

The bloody sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the blood stained on the sword shot out wildly.

A few drops of blood hit the faces of the oncoming Blood Sword Guards, who subconsciously closed their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, there was only a bloody sword light in front of them.

Puff puff!

The bodies of the three Blood Blade Guards suddenly shook, and a hideous bloodstain spread from their eyebrows.

The whole head was split into two halves!

Ling Jianchen was like a god of death, holding a bloody sword and charging into the crowd.

"Thunder Slash!"

"Thorough and resolute!"

"Bluish Yellow Spring..."

Ling Jianchen's moves are endless, like torrential rain, surging fist shadows, and sword energy. Every blow accurately takes away the life of a strong man. The dazzling attack makes people feel chilled to the bone.

In the blink of an eye.

The number of souls who died under his sword has reached thirty people.

Ling Jianchen was covered in blood, and drops of bright red blood dripped down his hair, like a demon. His cold eyes made people dare not look directly at him. Wherever his eyes touched, all strong men could not help but tremble with fear.

, go back.

"The Blood Sword Guards of the Tianlong Gang are nothing more than that!" Ling Jianchen sneered.

Xue Liu's pale face became more and more ugly, and he yelled at the people around him: "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, can't we beat him? Come on, you are a bunch of trash..."

"I'm numb to you. If you have the ability, do it yourself!"

"Damn it, I won't make any more money!"

Except for the strong men from the Blood Knife Guard who did not dare to move, several other strong men from the villages near the Chaos Mountains dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.

In the blink of an eye.

Within the Ling Family Village, only Xue Liu, a dozen strong Blood Sword Guards, and Liu Ao were left.

"Liu, Master Liu, please take action quickly!" Xue Liu looked at Liu Ao anxiously.

Liu Ao snorted coldly: "Useless trash." His gloomy eyes turned and fell on Ling Jianchen, "I didn't expect that not only did you not die in the Ghost King Forest, your cultivation level actually improved in just a few days.

.However, you are still no match for me. I will kill you within three moves!"

"I'm sorry, that's exactly what I wanted to say. Within three swords, I will cut off your head!" Ling Jianchen said without humility.

Liu Ao.

A strong man in the third level of true spiritual realm.

Qinghuo City, the general manager of the Liu family.

He looked at Ling Jianchen proudly and sneered: "That's not a small tone, I want to see how you take my life!"

Whoosh!

Liu Ao pulled out a long sword from his waist, and stabbed Xue Liu's thigh in a flurry of energy, causing blood to flow out.

Xue Liu screamed: "Liu, Mr. Liu, what are you doing? We are from the same side!"

Liu Ao said calmly: "Sorry, accidental injury!"

"I……"

Blood Six is ​​so angry!

Liu Ao ignored him, kicked the ground with both feet, and shot out like a wild dragon. Suddenly, he was in front of Ling Jianchen, and his ferocious face became clearer: "Ling Jianchen, follow this

My first move is to fall leaves in the autumn wind!"

Swish, swish, swish!

The sword energy was puffed out, and sword shadows appeared one after another. Just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the sword energy turned into fallen leaves and flew toward Ling Jianchen in a swirling motion.

"Master Liu will definitely be able to defeat this boy if he takes action himself!" A blood knife guard said.

Xue Liu covered the wound to stop the bleeding, with a ferocious look on his face: "When he kills Ling Jianchen, you must find a way to cut off his head and take it back. As long as you take his head back, the gang leader will definitely reward you heavily!"

"Do not worry!"

A group of Blood Blade Guards looked at the battle circle with excited expressions, just waiting to harvest Ling Jianchen's head.

at the same time……

Liu Ao's first round of attacks had already arrived in front of Ling Jianchen. His face was full of confidence: "Ling Jianchen, my Autumn Wind Falling Leaves style is a high-level Huang-level martial art. There is no way you can block it!"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!"

Ling Jianchen smiled lightly.

Whoosh!

The "Blood Shadow Traceless" movement technique suddenly moved, turning into three black shadows and shooting out in three directions, and the speed doubled.

Liu Ao sneered and said: "Although your movement technique is weird, I have seen it before and it is useless to me!"

Between words.

Liu Ao flicked his wrist, and as the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, three sword energy dispersed out.

Puff puff!

After crushing Ling Jianchen's three figures at the same time, Liu Ao looked proud: "I said, the same move can't be effective on me!"

"you sure?"

The cold voice came like a ghost, making Liu Ao's whole body feel cold. He turned around suddenly, only to find a bright sword light that had appeared behind him at some point, slashing in the air... (To be completed.)
Chapter completed!