A terrible fight.
As far as the eye can see, there is almost a chaotic fight between the three parties. The Demon Sect and the Qinglong Society are fighting, the Qinglong Society is fighting with the people of the Divine Sword Villa, and the Divine Sword Villa is fighting with the Demon Sect at all costs.
You come and go, under the light of swords, people keep dying, and people keep jumping into the battle circle, rushing to help, killing and being killed; the bloody wind makes people sick, and the sky is shocked and the earth is miserable.
The original green mountains and green waters are now intertwined with blood and bones, with screams and killing sounds intertwined. The dripping blood has paved the stone steps up the mountain red and is stained with blood for miles.
Li Muchan was also among them.
It was really hard for him to make an exception for such killings, and these people were already red-blooded. Some of them just rushed to kill when they saw a living person, whether they were friends or enemies, as if they were crazy. The scene was extremely tragic.
The six dragons took the lead and fought hard, their brocade robes turned into bloody clothes.
Wu Longshou and Li Muchan dealt with Murong Ying and other Xie family elders.
Under the torrent of blood, although Shenjian Villa was retreating step by step, it was strictly defensive. Every time a gap in the sword formation was opened, someone would immediately fill it. The sword force was like a stack of waves, continuous and continuous, with each wave getting stronger and stronger.
These people were like heroic dead soldiers, holding their heads high, as if they had anticipated this moment and were waiting for this day to bring life to the Excalibur Villa and win the chance of victory.
Behind these corpses that were brave and fearless of death, Xie Xiaofeng retreated step by step under the protection of Xie Wangsun and a group of elders of the Xie clan. He retreated from the foot of the mountain to "Jie Jian Ping", then retreated from "Jie Jian Ping" to the mountainside, and finally retreated to "Jie Jian Ping". In front of the gate of "Excalibur Villa".
What is touching is that even the old, weak, women and children of the "Xie clan" raised their swords and rushed into the Shura field one after another with death determination in their eyes.
Looking at the majestic ancient portal in front of him, which was only one step away and had stood for hundreds of years, Xie Xiaofeng suddenly stopped in his tracks. He didn't want to retreat, and with a long sword, he separated himself from the Xie clan members.
Xie Wangsun's face darkened: "Are you going to disobey your father?"
Xie Xiaofeng's eyes showed pain, his face showed struggle, and he said hoarsely: "Then you just watch these clan brothers fall one by one? Since they are coming for me, I should solve all this."
"You are still too young." Xie Wangsun's eyes were calm and his tone was even calmer. "This is their life. They were born to live for your rise. Do you want to see them sacrifice in vain? As long as you live, live In the end, their deaths are meaningful."
"Dad, save me!"
During the chaotic battle, a urgent and shrill cry for help suddenly made Xie Xiaofeng's heart tense.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw that the second young master Xie Longteng was trapped in the sword, holding his arms awkwardly. There were sword wounds on his body, his hair was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and he was about to lose his support.
Xie Xiaofeng raised his sword and was about to get out of the crowd, but Xie Wangsun pressed his shoulder and held it firmly.
It was just that the father and son looked at each other, looking at his son's lifeless gray eyes, Xie Wangsun exhaled deeply: "I'm going to retreat to the villa quickly."
He lifted up the black divine sword, turned around, and entered the field with two clan elders.
Since the Excalibur Villa is named after "Excalibur", it is natural that there will not only be one Divine Sword; unlike the "Xie's Divine Sword", an ancestral relic, the sword held by Xie Wangsun is a veritable magic blade that can cut iron. Like mud, it is a rare treasure and one of the best among the divine swords hidden in the villa.
With this sword in hand, Xie Wangsun felt like he had received divine help. There was no enemy in front of him. Wherever the sword light passed, there were stumps and broken arms in a radius of half a foot. The sword blocked the sword and was destroyed, and the sword blocked the sword and destroyed it.
This person was already very skilled, but now that he was using the divine sword, Li Muchan and the others were avoiding his sharp edge.
But when he saw the sword light in Xie Wangsun's hand was like lightning, in just a split second, all those who besieged Xie Longteng were killed by the sword.
He grabbed Xie Longteng's shoulders and pushed him back, as if he was about to return to the villa. However, at this moment, exactly at this moment, a very thin and sharp sword tip suddenly emerged from his chest.
"Green Willow?"
Xie Wangsun's expression froze, as if he had been absent-minded for a moment, and was still confused. When he turned his head with difficulty and looked, he happened to see Xie Longteng's face that was a bit ineffective, even funny.
Not only was he hit by the sword, but the two clan elders who were with him also lost their vitality early. There was a bloody hole between their eyebrows and they fell on their backs.
The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent, and even Xie Xiaofeng was stunned.
It wasn't until Xie Wangsun let out a painful groan and stumbled to the ground when Xie Longteng drew his sword that everyone suddenly came back to their senses.
Several members of the Xie clan looked at it with eyes wide open: "Xie Longteng, what have you done?"
Xie Longteng's face was expressionless, and he held a thin sword in his hand. It was as thin as a slender willow, and its green light was like a green bamboo leaf.
This sword is called "Green Willow". It was the sword of a famous swordsman many years ago. It is also one of the collections of "Excalibur Villa".
Xie Longteng carefully wiped the blade of the sword and said nonchalantly: "Of course I'll kill him."
Hearing this, several Xie clan members nearby yelled angrily, then drew their swords and said, "Suffer death!"
But the next moment, the sound of gasping came from everyone's mouths.
Just because those few people's swords hadn't been completely unsheathed yet, they had already fallen to the ground staring at the flying green light.
The shadow of the sword was so fast that it was almost difficult to follow with the naked eye. Unlike Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Xie Longteng's sword was so fast that it was almost demonic. It didn't seek change, but just speed. It was so fast that people forget about life and death.
Moreover, this sword technique is also very famous. It is one of the three famous Xuanmen sword techniques in the world, "Flying Dragon Dajiu Style."
The sword is as powerful as a dragon, with nine moves in one sword.
Looking at the corpses again, as expected, there were nine wounds in total.
Seeing the situation change, everyone stopped and wanted to see what was going on.
The Sixth Dragon Head frowned and said: "Don't they say that this second young master is weak and has difficulty becoming a great man? Haha, it seems that the rumors are wrong. With just this swordsmanship, he is qualified to dominate the world."
Li Muchan said meaningfully: "How can you be born into a family like this and have simple things?"
Xie Longteng walked leisurely in the courtyard, overlooking Xie Wangsun, who was as angry as silk, and said quietly: "Father, do you still remember what you said when I held the sword? You said that I am the hope for the revitalization of the Xie family, and I will be sure to do so in the future. It will be famous all over the world and restore the glory of our ancestors."
He paused at this point, then turned around and pointed at a group of angry Xie clan members with a smile: "And you guys, all of you had kind faces at that time, pretending to care about everything about me, but in the end this kid After he was born and showed his talents, everyone started to fawn over him and please him like a lap dog."
Xie Longteng turned his eyes and looked at Xie Xiaofeng with a half-smile: "I slept with a sword when I was three years old. I knew how to sword when I was four years old. I held a sword when I was five years old. When I was twelve years old, I practiced hard day and night during the seven years of spring and autumn. The sweat and blood I swallowed are by no means less than yours... Everything is just for the words in your mouth, father, to restore the glory of our ancestors."
He looked at Xie Wangsun again, the expression on his face was either crying or laughing, it was weird and scary.
"But why in the end, just because a fortune teller said that this kid is the 'Emperor of the Sword', you completely deny all my efforts? Do you think this is fair? Is it fair?" Xie Longteng almost gritted his teeth and said He said these words in succession, "What's even more ridiculous is that everyone thinks it's right to do this. Hahaha...hahaha...Oh, people's hearts are so hypocritical and disgusting."
Xie Wangsun was lying on the ground, his face was ashen, his eyes were dim, as if he had been heartbroken, and his voice was weak and weak: "I am your father!"
Xie Longteng raised his eyebrows: "So what? Today I will not only kill you, but I will also destroy everything you have worked so hard for."
Xie Wangsun let out a long sigh: "Xiaofeng, remember this, before you rise completely, don't trust anyone, no matter who it is, don't even trust me."
Xie Longteng sneered: "Do you think you can survive today?"
Xie Wangsun did not speak, but told Xie Longteng with his answer.
His dim eyes suddenly brightened up, and he clenched the divine sword that was about to fall out of his hand again. At this moment, he pressed down on the ground and flew into the air, with the horizontal sword in front. The light of the sword turned into cold stars all over the sky, and the sword energy was fierce. People's eyebrows.
Xie Longteng also reacted at the same time. He let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped like a willow tree. The green light on the sword soared, making Xie Wangsun lose his mind for a while.
This child actually condensed the sword light.
The two swords clashed, and a series of crisp "ding-ding-ding" sounds were heard in the air.
The two sword shadows entangled and collided, fighting inextricably.
Something happened on the Qinglong Club side too. The moment Xie Wangsun jumped up and Xie Long released his hand, Li Muchan, who rarely moved or spoke, suddenly raised his eyes, then silently swept forward, stepped forward, He stretched out his sleeves and slapped the five dragon heads on the side.
Liu Longshou frowned, but his first reaction was to fly back, and then said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"
With the strength of his palms on his body, the Five Dragon Heads seemed to have been on guard for a long time. His feet were motionless, his hair was dancing wildly, his robes were swaying, and Qi was flowing all over his body. A charming female voice suddenly appeared from behind the mask: "Ah, I've been discovered."
It turned out to be Shangguan Xiaoxian.
Li Muchan extended a palm and immediately stepped back, saying softly: "Be careful, he is fake."
Murong Ying stood by as if watching a show, smiling strangely: "Interesting, hahaha, wonderful, God is helping me!"
At a critical moment, wouldn't it be a God-given opportunity for two powerful enemies to fight together?
But he soon stopped laughing.
Suddenly, a woman who was as bloated as a ball walked up the stone steps, like a mountain of flesh, with a smile on her face and her eyes bent. This man was holding a half-broken sword in his hand, grinning with two rows of rotten teeth like nails, and was chewing it freely, as if there were gold beads rolling in his round belly.
Xie Xiaofeng was about to take action, but his mind suddenly tightened. There was another person walking up the stone steps. The person had a long sword on his waist, with the hilt facing left, causing everyone's pupils to shrink sharply.
Murong Ying's eyelids twitched wildly and she said without thinking: "Withdraw!"
The green robe on Wu Longshou suddenly burst into pieces. Among the rags flying all over the sky, he transformed into a bright and charming woman. She wore a black dress with black hair, a waist like a willow tree, and a black gauze mask. She walked gracefully. It shows all kinds of charm.
Shangguan Xiaoxian pointed at Li Muchan, the head of the Seven Dragons: "If you dare to hit me, leave him alone."
