Many people felt that the Songshan faction had done too much, Ling Huchong frowned and was ready to make a move, Yue Buqun grabbed Ling Huchong: "Chong'er, Liu Zhengfeng has committed a taboo, I have no way to wait for the teacher, you can't save him, I can't save him." ”

"But Master, we can save them by shooting together, Uncle Liu's family is innocent." Ling Fox Chong was unwilling.

"If Junior Brother Liu strongly denies it, we also have a reason to make a move, now, alas..." The Heavenly Gate Daoist swayed lightly, closing his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Ling Huchong looked at Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze, and then at Dingyi Shitai and Tianmen Daoist, but saw that they all looked like they were standing by and watching, and sighed, these few people don't make a move, what is the use of him being an injured person~?

In fact, the Demon Sect and the Right Way have been fighting and killing for hundreds of years, in fact, a few words can be said clearly, even if someone sympathizes with Liu Zhengfeng and cares about the Songshan faction, who dares to make a move.

"Daddy! Save me! ”

"Positive wind!"

Liu Zhengfeng's old mother and son saw Zhong Zhen pounce, their faces were full of fear, they were just ordinary people, how to dodge, they were about to be captured by Zhong Zhen.

Gong!

Suddenly, a force broke through the air, this energy was formless and phaseless, as transparent as water, this energy tore through the air and collided with Zhong Zhen's sword.

Zhong Zhen's body was stunned, the tiger's mouth was painful, the long sword in his hand vibrate, his face suddenly changed greatly, looked around, and said sharply: "Who dares to stop my Songshan faction from doing things!" ”

"The Songshan faction is one of the five mountains, well-known and decent, but they do some such things as chickens and dogs and steal things, and they are not afraid of jokes from people in the world when they spread it, Zuo Lengchan wants to establish power, and the means are inevitably too inferior."

A faint voice sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see a person slowly standing up from the crowd, dressed in a purple straight robe, the draping of the clothes was excellent, the waist was tied with a wide belt of moon white and auspicious clouds, the black hair was tied casually with a silver ribbon, there was no crown or hairpin, a few strands of hair on the forehead were blown away by the wind, and the facial features were handsome, and he was alive as a noble son.

Looking at Gao Han's mocking face, Zhong Zhen was furious: "A milky brat who has not dried up dares to hinder my Songshan affairs and find death!" ”

"Looking for death?" Gao Han chuckled, and the words did not fall.

Rumble!

The entire courtyard shook in vain, and a terrifying sound and shadow dragged the raging and violent air flow out instantly, and Gao Han disappeared in vain.

Zhong Zhen only felt a flower in front of him, and Gao Han appeared in front of him, his cold look was close at hand, and a great terror immediately rose in his heart.

Unable to think about it more, Zhong Zhen immediately struck, the long sword in his hand swallowed the sword light, and the air within a radius of several meters suddenly became extremely hot, and a sword pierced out, like a raging flame.

What the!

Seeing that it was a young man who made the move, contempt rose in his heart, saying that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and at worst it is that he does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth.

However, as soon as this young man made a move, he burst out with a huge momentum, and nine out of nine of them asked themselves that they could not break out with such a big momentum.

The weather is strict, stern and majestic, known for its majestic momentum, Zhong Zhen obviously got the true legend, a sword volleyed down, suddenly the long sword became red, the three-foot-long sword was transparent and clear, and the sword several inches long swallowed, it was like a volcano falling, and the momentum was huge.

"Zhongzhen's strength has improved again." Yue Buqun's face was heavy, the Thirteenth Taibao had such strength, so Zuo Lengchan's strength would improve to what extent.

Gao Han snorted coldly and stretched out one hand.

Zhong Zhen shrouded several meters in it, the sword momentum is endless, that is, a hundred steels will also be twisted into broken iron in it, seeing Gao Han stretching out his hand to enter, the secret way does not know whether to live or die, even others sigh in their hearts when they see it, even if your strength is not low, send your hand to the door like this, where is the reason for not dying?

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But a series of huge collisions made their eyes widen and their faces full of incredulity.

Gao Han's five fingers changed erratically, almost turning into phantoms, and in an instant, the long sword in Zhongzhen flicked more than a dozen times in a row.

A series of crisp collision sounds were connected together, like large beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, and the fire lotus blooming with Zhongzhen's sword momentum disappeared.

What means!

Zhong Zhen's long sword shattered into countless pieces, Gao Han's sleeve swung and came together, dozens of long sword fragments were gathered in his sleeve, and his arm shook and sprinkled, like a heavenly girl scattering flowers.

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Ho ho

Countless fragments made a piercing roar in the air, like arrows shot from a strong crossbow, flashing away, and heading towards the people in Song Mountain.

Ho ho

The fragments are like precise navigation, and every Songshan disciple has an extra blood hole on his body, some of the unlucky ones were shot through the throat and killed immediately, and some were shot through the abdomen, arms, and thighs, even if they were not killed immediately, they also lost their combat effectiveness.

Gao Han secretly said that unfortunately, the control is still not enough, if it is accurate, all of them can hit the point.

Suddenly, the disciples of Songshan fell to the ground, blood invaded the ground, the strong smell of blood spread, and the screams were continuous.

Zhong Zhen stared blankly at the long sword with only one hilt left, his face changed, and his heart was shocked, just relying on the palm of flesh, shattering his long sword, what a profound skill.

"Who are you, this is an internal matter of my Wuyue Sword Sect, aren't you afraid that my Songshan Sect will blame!" Zhong Zhen's opening is extremely difficult, and it stands to reason that Gao Han is close at hand, which is a good opportunity for a sneak attack, but he does not dare to move, and the roots of his sweat and hair stand up, as if as long as he moves his hand, the great horror will be rewarded to his head.

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