My script is a supporting role

This……

Is it the power of that "no cultivation base" boy with one punch?

Those disciples who were knocked down just now were all in the Qi Entrainment Realm, the Enlightenment Realm and the Insight Realm, but none of them could resist for a while.

What kind of cultivation is needed to do this?

Long Chongyang was so shocked that he almost forgot the pain.

The brightly painted big mouth was opened to the extreme, and it couldn't be closed at all for a while.

Mo Chen stood on the spot coldly, and gently let go of Long Chongyang.

Only now did Long Chongyang see his invisible right hand, and he really wanted to cry without tears.

"You... who are you!?"

Mo Chen said calmly: "I am your reminder!"

Without saying a word, he kicked Long Chongyang directly in the chest.

Long Chongyang endured the pain forcefully, his whole body burst out with vitality, and suddenly a violent whirlwind rolled up, causing his body to drift backwards for a few feet, and he shouted loudly:

"All disciples obey orders, give me all!"

"No matter who it is, as long as you kill him, I will mention him as the deputy sect master!"

Long Chongyang shouted an order, and the disciples of Changyun Sect rushed up again with their swords in their hands, roaring as if they had been beaten again.

Just now Long Chongyang was restrained by Mo Chen, and everyone was a bit wary, but now that Long Chongyang was out of Mo Chen's control, they no longer had any scruples to attack Mo Chen with all their strength.

Even though this young man is a little weird, but after all, there are many people here.

With an attack of 200 people, can't this boy be taken down?

Long Chongyang tore off a rag from his clothes, and wrapped his injured right hand with a grin.

He had done it gently enough to try not to touch the wound, but the pain still made his forehead sweat and his eyelids twitch.

Moreover, since the palm was directly crushed by Mo Chen, there was no bleeding, so the bruise from the inner wound could not flow out, and all of it accumulated on the palm, making the palm swollen like a bear's paw.

"hateful!!!"

Long Chongyang was both angry and frightened, and roared, "Kill him!"

"Break to pieces!!!"

Mo Chen didn't use the trick just now, but directly plunged into the rushing and roaring crowd in front of him.

Facing a disciple of the Persistence Realm, the long sword breathed out sword energy, and stabbed straight at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen was unafraid, his hands glowed with gold, and he rushed directly into the sword light.

"Clang!"

When the long sword touched Mo Chen's palm, it broke directly as if hitting hard steel.

The astonishment in the disciple's eyes had just risen, and Mo Chen's fist had already hit his chest.

The chest collapsed in an instant, the disciple's eyes bulged, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose, but he died without even making a sound.

Mo Chen didn't even look at him, and went straight to the next one.

Swing a fist, break a sword, and shatter a chest.

Kill!

His strength was controlled quite precisely, and when he smashed the sternum, he had already directly shattered the opponent's heart.

But the long swords in the hands of these disciples couldn't pierce his tough skin at all.

The sixth level of Jin Jun's magic power has already forged his body stronger than gold and iron.

Although he has not yet fought against other stronger practitioners, at least for now, the weapons in the hands of practitioners below the Spiritual Realm can no longer harm him.

Mo Chen rushed into the crowd, his swords shattered, and everyone he saw was killed with a single punch.

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

Changyun sect disciples fell one after another, and the corpses were quickly placed on the ground.

The rest of the people finally felt the fear.

They finally understood.

This guy is not a person with their cultivation level at all, so he can resist it.

The number of people is not an advantage at all in front of this guy.

A disciple's face was pale, his legs were trembling constantly, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Suddenly, the disciple dropped the long sword in his hand and ran outside.

When you encounter such a killer, what are you going to fight for?

Preserving your life is king!

This action was like a plague, quickly infecting the people around him, and immediately several disciples who were terrified like him also threw away their weapons and ran away with a huff.

However, before they could take a few steps, several golden swords suddenly appeared out of thin air, piercing through their bodies in an instant.

Their bodies still maintained the momentum of rushing forward, but the strength of their whole bodies had been cut off by the golden sword, and they fell to the ground with a thud, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

There are also a few disciples who just stepped out their legs. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but feel terrified.

One leg was fixed in the air, and he didn't know whether to retract it or fall down.

Li Zaiquan stood behind the crowd, his face constantly changing.

He didn't move in the wave of rushing up just now, and now it seems that he is simply too wise.

From his point of view, this young man's strong attack just now is probably not Long Chongyang himself, nor his opponent.

What's more, this young man didn't know what kind of body tempering technique he was practicing, his whole body was as hard as steel, and the weapons in the hands of those disciples couldn't do any harm to him at all.

With such a cultivation base, if you fight recklessly with him, you will be asking for trouble.

Even if he wins, he will injure the enemy a thousand and himself injure eight hundred.

What's more, reckless fighting may not be the enemy!

Holding the long sword in his hand, Li Zaiquan gradually had a new plan.

There was no emotion in Mo Chen's eyes, he stepped forward step by step without rushing.

At this moment, he didn't make any sharp movements or words, but every step seemed to carry a strong coercion, trampling on the hearts of everyone present.

Although these disciples were still holding weapons in their hands, they could no longer have the courage to step forward when they saw the corpses all over the ground.

But they didn't dare to run away like those people just now, for fear that the golden sword that appeared out of nowhere would pierce through their chest without warning.

In such an atmosphere, every second is torture.

There was a fine tapping sound in the air.

"Garrrrrrrrr!"

It was the sound of the facial muscles being too tense under extreme fear, twitching and trembling, causing the upper and lower teeth to chatter with each other.

"Garrrrrrrrr!"

Long Chongyang looked at the disciples under his sect, who were so scared by the young man that their faces were pale, each of them had no fighting spirit, they were frightened and angry at the same time.

"These guys are really a bunch of trash!"

At this time, Li Zaiquan suddenly rushed up from behind the crowd.

Long Chongyang felt a little relieved, "It's still the deputy sect master who can support the table!"

Li Zaiquan rushed to the front of the crowd in three steps and two steps, and was still a foot away from Mo Chen. He dropped the long sword in his hand with a slap, and with a plop, he knelt down on his knees in front of Mo Chen, and shouted:

"hero!"

"Forgive me!!!"

Long Chongyang's eyeballs almost fell to the ground, and he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

This... is this the deputy sect master of his Changyun sect? !

Such a cowardly coward, playing tricks on the wind?

Run to kneel down with that boy?

Don't even want the face of the deputy sect master?

What made him even more angry was that when the other disciples saw Li Zaiquan like this, they all became enlightened in an instant, and the crackling weapons were thrown all over the ground.

A group of people fell to their knees, put their hands on the ground, and shouted: "Hero! Spare me!"

Mo Chen stopped in his tracks, looked at the people kneeling in front of him, and finally showed a sneering smile.

"Master of the Dragon Sect, everyone in the Changyun Sect is indeed talented."

Gritting his teeth, Long Chongyang rushed over, kicked those kneeling disciples to the ground one by one, and said furiously, "Pick up all the swords for me! Go up! Go up and kill him!"

Although those disciples were still afraid of Long Chongyang, but under the current situation, they didn't have the courage to fight. They rolled on the ground one by one, and they couldn't get up despite beating and scolding.

Long Chongyang's anger became more and more difficult to contain, and he slammed a disciple's head with his palm.

Before the disciple could react, his head was blown apart with a bang.

Blood mixed with brains exploded all at once, spilling all over the floor.

The anger in Long Chongyang's heart hadn't been vented yet, and he slapped several more palms, killing several disciples one after another, and roared furiously: "Give it to me!!!"

"Whoever dares not, I'll kill him!!!"

The rest of the disciples were so frightened that their legs went weak, and they quickly picked up the sword on the ground, but looking at the young man in front of them, they felt as if all their strength had been taken away, and they couldn't even take a step.

Li Zaiquan picked up his long sword, bounced it off the ground, swiped the tip of the sword, pointed at Long Chongyang, and shouted: "Long Chongyang! You have no conscience, you have done a lot of evil, I have endured you for a long time!"

Long Chongyang was slightly taken aback, and said with a sinister smile, "Li Zaiquan, you actually turned your back on the battlefield?"

"You still dare to accuse me? You don't even take pictures of yourself!"

"Could it be because of the heart of a bodhisattva that you can become the deputy sect master?"

After spitting heavily, Long Chongyang said contemptuously: "Forget it! You're no better than me!"

Li Zaiquan yelled, "Stop talking nonsense, how many lives you have ruined, the crime is heinous, today, I, Li Zaiquan, will act for the heavens!"

With a flick of the long sword, the sword energy spewed out, and it actually stabbed at Long Chongyang.

"Hey!"

A golden sword tip protruded from Li Zaiquan's chest.

Li Zaiquan looked at his chest in astonishment, feeling that the vitality in his body was rapidly draining.

"hero……"

Mo Chen said lightly: "You are not suitable for such things as acting for the sky."

Li Zaiquan thumped and fell to his knees on the ground again. Blood gushed out from the large sword wound on his chest.

Li Zaiquan felt his whole body getting colder and colder, and his vision became more and more blurred.

"why……"

This was the last thought in his mind.

Li Zaiquan felt that he had performed very well.

He just needs to be able to win a little trust from that boy, and that's enough.

As long as the boy relaxes a little bit towards him, he will suddenly explode and cut the boy under the sword.

When the time comes, Long Chongyang will lose one hand, and he will become the strongest person in Changyun Sect, sitting alone, and all disciples will listen to his orders.

What a pleasure!

But he didn't expect that this boy didn't intend to give him any chance at all.