When Zhuang Shu saw that a group fight was no good, he shouted: "Group of seven, set up a sword array!"
The Beidou Sword Formation was different from the ordinary group fight. Seven disciples stepped on the stars and formed a sword net to attack Cai Zhao. Unfortunately, Cai Pingshu had figured out how to break this kind of sword formation twenty years ago. .
Cai Zhao could see clearly that when the seven-man sword formation attacked, Tianxuan's position was always the most cramped because he had to give up his main attacking position to Tianji and assist Yaoguang's position. Cai Zhao clanged his swords and split the three people in front of him. While swinging his sword towards Tianji's disciples, he waved a beam of silver light with his left hand, which passed through Tianji's disciples' armpits. The silver chain tightly wrapped around Tianxuan's disciples. .
Cai Zhao pulled the silver chain while swinging his sword, and the formation was broken.
At the same time, two men in gray came over to steal the bucket truck, but she took advantage of the situation and pulled them away two feet away with a sword and a chain.
Looking at the girl, she was like an elusive shadow, flying around, knocking down two more groups of Seven Star Sword Formation disciples in the blink of an eye.
Zhuang Shu and the other disciples were horrified.
Cai Pingshu once said: "People who practice martial arts are most afraid of being complacent. No matter how good your tricks are, they will be seen through by others. You must continue to make progress and innovate." - She reminded Qingque Sect's Seven Star Sword Formation more than once. It was such a big flaw that she even thought of a remedy, but unfortunately no one was willing to listen to her.
She was already very powerful at the time, but she still didn't have much power to speak.
Cai Zhao stabbed hard and knocked down the last disciple of the third group of Seven Star Sword Formation.
So far, thirty or forty sect disciples have fallen under her sword.
Everyone was in an uproar and couldn't believe it.
The girl stood in the middle with her sword in hand, her skin as white as snow and her expression indifferent.
There were fifty or sixty disciples in a circle, but no one dared to take the lead.
Qi Lingbo watched from a distance, feeling a complicated and strange feeling in his heart, but he said: "I think she is at the end of her strength, and she will be beaten into the mud in a short time!"
Dai Fengchi gritted his teeth and agreed, saying that it was right.
Fake Qi Yunke became impatient and shouted: "There is no need to stick to the sword formation, all disciples will show their skills to take down this evil obstacle!"
After hearing the order from the sect master, the disciples no longer paid attention to formation formations and other things, but decided to win with more, and besieged Cai Zhao to death.
At present, more than a dozen people joined forces and stepped forward, with more than a dozen swords pointing at Cai Zhao.
Cai Zhao swung the silver chain with his left hand and pulled the person away with a few snaps. He thrust the sword with his right hand to chop at the stabbing point.
At this time, a person stabbed out from behind. He slapped the dozens of disciples from behind and scattered them. He cursed angrily: "If you want to be shameless, beating one in a group is already embarrassing! Now you want to use such shameless methods?" How about I go to the bottom of the mountain and find a hundred and eighty traders and lackeys, they can still surround Cai Zhao to death! Why don't you learn martial arts or practice swordsmanship? Go down the mountain and become ordinary people!"
More than a dozen disciples were beaten so hard that they screamed and ran away with their heads in their hands.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Ding Zhuo.
Zhuang Shu laughed: "You actually came out?"
Ding Zhuo said with a cold face: "How can I hide when it's so busy outside? These days, people in the martial arts world are becoming less and less interested in practicing martial arts, and they use all kinds of random tricks!"
After being scolded by him like this, all the disciples blushed. No matter how embarrassed they were to engage in a human battle, they could only work in small groups to slowly consume Cai Zhao.
Anyway, there were nearly two hundred people in the audience, and Cai Zhao was always exhausted.
Seeing that Cai Zhao was like a sickle cutting grass and mustard, no one could defeat him.
Zhuang Shu couldn't stand it anymore and planned to take action himself, but was stopped by Ding Zhuo: "You are Master Li's eldest disciple. If you are beaten to death by Junior Sister Cai, what will happen to Master Li's face?"
Zhuang Shu had no choice but to give up.
At this time, Zeng Dalou came, and he hurriedly rushed to the scene, shouting: "Zhaozhao, stop making trouble, you can't get out with so many people, I will plead with Master..."
At this time, Cai Zhao had just knocked down two disciples, but turned around and was stopped by Zeng Dalou.
The two men in gray took this opportunity and whipped their whips to wrap around the handle of the bucket cart. They quickly pulled the cart away and then pushed it on the spot. The unconscious person in the bucket who had been stabbed immediately rolled out. This man's eyes were closed tightly, it was Young Master Qian.
The short aquiline nose saw that Mr. Qian was snatched back and was about to laugh, but suddenly the laughter got stuck in his throat and could not come out——
There was silence.
It turns out that just now Cai Zhao turned around and saw Zeng Mansion, with an extremely swift sword in his chest.
Zeng Dalou lowered his head blankly and saw the blunt sword inserted deeply into his chest, and warm blood was already flowing out.
Because it was a blunt sword, the pain became more severe.
Cai Zhao slowly turned and drew his sword, with a smile on his lips: "Elder brother, you are finally here."
Lei Xiuming screamed: "Zhaozhao, have you fainted from killing?!" - How could he plead for Zeng Dalou after killing her!
The disciples were astonished beyond words. No matter how difficult it was, Cai Zhao had never killed anyone before. They all gradually let down their guard. Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly made a killing move and killed someone in one fell swoop!
The one who was killed was Zeng Mansion!
Li Wenxun gritted his teeth and planned to end it himself.
Ouyang Kexie and Chen Qiong also walked over with serious faces. After taking two steps, they stopped again.
It turned out that Cai Zhao quickly pulled off a roll of thick hemp rope wrapped around his left shoulder, wrapped one end around the Zeng Building, and threw the other end high, just in time to hang on a bare century-old pine. She struggled to pull the rope, and Zeng Dalou's body was immediately hung high.
Fan Xingjia screamed: "Zhaozhao, are you crazy? Put senior brother down quickly!"
Just when everyone thought that Cai Zhao was crazy, the Zeng Building's corpse hanging in mid-air began to change. Someone noticed it and shouted out - "Look, what happened to senior brother?"
Although it was a dark night at this time, the venue was extremely bright illuminated by hundreds of torches.
In front of everyone's eyes, the swaying corpse twisted quickly like maggots. The skin and muscles on the forehead, cheeks, and hands and feet were constantly undulating, turning purple and black for a while, and even corpse water dripped down.
Faced with such a strange scene, everyone stopped their movements and stared intently.
Soon, the corpse stopped twisting.
But this corpse is no longer Zeng Dalou, but an unfamiliar face covered with flesh.
Hundreds of people were silent.
In the end, I don't know who shouted out first - "It turns out that there really is a way to change one's body in the world!"
This sentence was like breaking a curse. Hundreds of people were talking about it for a while. Some were surprised, some were afraid, some were panicked and at a loss, and some exchanged opinions with their eyes.
Fan Xingjia opened his mouth wide.
Qi Lingbo said stupidly: "Who is this person? Where is the senior brother?"
Dai Fengchi: "It turns out that Cai Zhao is not talking nonsense."
Even a calm man like Li Wenxun was so surprised that he could hardly speak when he saw this situation.
After thinking for a moment, he said loudly: "Outer disciples, listen to my order, everyone should retreat!"
In fact, if he didn't shout like that, the disciples who had besieged Cai Zhao before had stopped. As soon as this order came out, the outer disciples hurriedly hid behind Zhuang Shu.
After Ouyang Kexie and Chen Qiong were stunned for a moment, they also slowly issued orders to stop the attack, and the inner disciples also retreated.
Fake Qi Yunke was very angry: "What do you mean?! Even if the building has been changed, will you still be suspicious of me? I have told you before that this is all a trick of the demon sect. Several people were deliberately replaced to make us mutually exclusive. Be suspicious!"
Li Wenxun handed over his hand: "What the sect leader said is true, but this matter is strange and should be discussed later."
After speaking, he turned to Cai Zhao and said, "Zhao Zhao, I understand what you mean. Let's discuss this matter carefully. You don't have to be afraid or worry about being misunderstood."
Cai Zhao changed his hand to carry the blunt sword, and shook his sore right hand behind his back with a smile on his face: "I am not afraid, and I am not worried about being misunderstood. The elders have discussed it among themselves, I want to go down the mountain. No one can stop me from looking for my father."
At this point, Li Wenxun and others no longer intend to forcefully stop Cai Zhao.
The short hooked nose glanced at the fake Qi Yunke, and after getting the signal, he stepped forward and sneered: "If the disciples of the sect can't bear to take action due to the friendship between the same disciples, let us do it."
As he spoke, seventy or eighty men in gray stopped in front of Cai Zhao in an orderly manner.
Unlike the sect disciples just now, this group of people clearly had a strong murderous aura, and their eyes were filled with bloodlust.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, don't be afraid, little beauty." A gap-toothed man rushed forward first, with a stainless steel finger cot on each index finger of both hands. The sharp tips of his fingers were pointed directly at Cai Zhao's face.
Cai Zhao smelled a fishy smell and suddenly felt dizzy.
At this time, Fan Xingjia walked forward unknowingly, pointed at the big man with toothless teeth and shouted: "This is the poisonous scorpion finger, this person is..."
The gap-toothed man waved his left hand and shot two poisonous needles from his sleeves, heading straight for Fan Xing's house.
The incident happened so quickly that the others either didn't see it clearly or were too late to help.
Cai Zhao swung out the blunt sword with his backhand. The blunt sword spun twice in the air and knocked down the two poisonous needles - "Senior Brother Fan, get back quickly!"
Seeing the poisonous finger of the big man's right hand pricking him, Cai Zhao jumped up high, patted his waist at the same time, whipped out a dazzling arm knife, and chopped it down on the head.
Just hearing a clang, the big man screamed and backed away while holding his bleeding right hand.
Everyone looked intently and saw that the sword in Cai Zhao's hand was about three or four fingers wide, seven or eight inches shorter than an ordinary long sword. It was as thin as a cicada's wings when put into the belt, but seemed indestructible once it was flattened out.
"This is the Yangyang Knife." A clear and cold familiar voice came.
The disciples looked back and saw Song Yuzhi slowly approaching, surrounded by the guards of Guangtian Sect.
"This Sun Sword should belong to the heroine Cai Pingshu." Song Yuzhi said, "I still don't know who made this sword, but back then, the heroine Cai wielded this sword across the world without encountering an opponent."
Song Yuzhi was not the only one to recognize the goods. Amid the screams of the gap-toothed man, the venue was filled with shouts of "Yangyang Dao".
"Yeah." Cai Zhao caressed his beloved knife.
The blade of the blade is like a thin layer of rouge, which is set off by the rich and beautiful lines on the blade surface. It is truly beautiful and indescribably beautiful.
It is hard to imagine that a person as open-minded and free-spirited as Cai Pingshu would use such a beautiful weapon.
The short aquiline nose pointed at the Yanyang Dao and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is..."
"Not bad." Cai Zhao held the knife in front of him, "This knife is stained with Nie Hengcheng's blood! You are lucky to have the opportunity to try this knife."
——The girl holding the knife in her hand seemed to have changed into a different person, with excited fighting spirit surging in her eyes, looking forward to the arrival of a powerful enemy.
The short hooked nose shouted: "Everyone, follow me..."
Before he could finish shouting, Cai Zhao had already taken the lead and charged into the crowd in gray clothes. With two clanging sounds, he cut off an eight-foot-long snake spear and a heavy sword. Then he pulled the sword horizontally and sealed the throats of two people with one blow!
The two men in gray clutched their throats and fell down without even saying a word.
Cai Zhao's heart was filled with blood, and there was nothing else in his eyes except enemies one after another.
She lunged forward, slashed with the diagonal knife, and said in a deep voice: "Left arm!"
The left arm of a man in gray flew into the air, blood splattering everywhere.
"Right leg!" She turned around and attacked the lower leg.
The right leg of a man in gray was broken at knee level, and the blood was stained with yellow sand.
She turned over and slipped under the enemy's armpit, "Lower abdomen!"
A man in gray had his abdomen ripped open and his intestines flowed out.
