Chapter 8 Strong

The thunder roared.

Civilians hid at home one after another. They didn't know what was going on outside. They just wanted not to harm themselves. Occasionally, one or two well-informed people stayed at home at this moment.

A wide mansion is no longer as glorious as it used to be. There are only piles of broken bricks left, and there are burning crackling wooden pillars. The ground is black. Those floor tiles have lost their luxury, against the dark clouds in the sky, and occasionally flashing two electric snakes.

One after another fell from the air. At first, a purple underworld robe, wide sleeves flew, and his head full of silver silk quietly pressed against his body. On his indifferent face, his sharp eyes were full of coldness, and there was a cyan vertical line between his eyebrows, which was the dust-free heart of the door.

In front of Xin Wuchen and others, there was a sudden explosion in the pile of ruins, followed by several people with shawls rushing out, all holding iron swords. The leader was pale, and the left shoulder was bleeding spontaneously, and the rest of the situation was not very optimistic.

This is one of the six conferences. The current general forum of the Iron Sword Club was originally the moment when the momentum was booming. Originally, it was the time to show its fists, but unexpectedly, the blow of the Taoist door came like water on the flames, and the Iron Sword would have no resistance...

"It's enough to face life and death with me!"

The owner of the Iron Sword Society, the bloody man roared in a hoarse voice. He brought the Iron Sword Society to its current scale in ten years with his own efforts. He is also a quite admirable figure in South China. The thirteen-handed iron sword made him not fall behind at the first-class top level, but now It looks so desolate and miserable.

Xin Wuchen did not respond. His eyes were still so cold, but a man came out behind him, wearing dense iron sheets and iron rings. He was more than 1.9 meters tall with the strong muscles. No one doubted that he was a warrior. His hair was also cut very short, and his roots stood like steel needles. The towering face of the jawbone looked particularly strange, and the iron rings all over the body after walking so many steps kept tinkling.

"If you violate my door and invade my territory, you deserve to die. You are not qualified to challenge the elders. Let me send you on the road. You are also a man. I will give you a pleasure. Remember my name, Jinzong Jiaxun of the Five elements.

When the iron ring man finished speaking, he had reached a distance of ten meters in front of the master of the Iron Sword Club, which was the most dangerous distance against a swordsman.

"Iron Sword Club, Qin Lan."

The master of the Iron Sword Club said coldly, and his whole body suddenly crackled. The companions behind him showed a sad expression when they heard the sound, but they still gritted their teeth and made no sound. This is a self-damage recorded in a incomplete secret book that Qin Lan got back to restore his skills. Sure enough, after the broken sound stopped, Qin Lan was no longer With the previous decline, he straightened his waist and pointed his iron sword diagonally to the ground.

"There are many good swordsmanships in the world, and there are many masters, and the Tianjian Sword Sage is the strongest. There are the Northern Shenzhou Sword Emperor, the Western Desert Sword King, and the East China Sea Sword Demon, all of which are all handsome heroes. I, Qin Lan, am not talented, and I also want to compare with them. You are lucky to be the first to see my first swordsmanship, and you can close your eyes if you want to die."

When the words fell, the wind suddenly blew on the ground, which was already extremely depressing. A Xun raised his thick eyebrows and his whole body was golden, and he could not see how Qin Lan moved, but suddenly rushed out like a ghost, and a few twists in the middle of him and disappeared in front of Jia Xun, which was so strange and terrible. The body method is really terrible, and Jiaxun can't keep up with the action at all. Although the people in the distance can see it because of their position, they don't open their mouth. First, they have confidence in Jiaxun, and the other is such an outsider's reminder. After all, they are too depraved and powerful, and the reputation of the Taoist door is not good.

Jia Xun suddenly knelt down and smashed the ground into a shallow pit. It turned out that Qin Lan's previous sword hit his shoulder. Those golden iron pieces blocked the blade for him but could not remove the heavy strength! Before the attack was over, Qin Lan turned around, and the iron sword turned around in his hand, and suddenly burst into a starry stab attack!

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Just a few blinks, countless attacks! Jia Xun has no ability to counterattack at all. Not to mention counterattack, he can't even raise his hand. Under the seemingly easily blocked attack and crisp voice, it is a terrible explosion of energy!

The true spirit of the monks can't compete with the strength of the martial arts. Fortunately, Jiaxun practiced the Jinzong of the Five elements sect, which was closer to the martial arts than ordinary Taoist priests. He stowed through this wave of fierce attacks until the end, when the secret method of the Jinzong suddenly broke out and forcibly bounced off Qin Lan.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the indecisive electric snake will rush down. Qin Lan's face is also slightly pale, but any skill that can last in exchange for self-loss will not last too long. At this time, Qin Lan has already felt the weakness in her body.

A Xun's face was also pale, but he was still not hurt at all over his body. Jin Zong's strength can be seen here. I'm afraid that other people would have been lying down at this time, but Jia Xun was also uncomfortable. His hands were flat, and the iron ring on his arms buzzed.

"You are a good opponent."

"Hmm."

Qin Lan no longer has the strength to talk nonsense. He glanced at Xin Wuchen in the distance. Although he wanted to rush over to give the strongest blow, he no longer supported it in confidence and physical strength. He felt that the internal strength in his body was passing rapidly, and with the passage of his consciousness, the world in front of him was getting darker and darker...

"I'm not willing..."

Qin Lan whispered, and no one heard it. Everyone only saw him suddenly break out, and the iron sword flashed straight through the armor and followed the throat! Jiaxun shouted violently, pushed his arms, and 18 iron rings flew out in turn, hitting Qin Lan with an irresistible impulse!

Boom!

The first lightning finally appeared, the cloud that was still still collapsing, and the downpour completely fell. In this roar, I saw the iron sword in Qin Lan's hand shattered inch by inch and sprayed blood. The whole person flew backwards in mid-air and lost its last breath before falling to the ground...

The sad roar of the survivors of the Iron Sword Club was also covered by the thunder. Jia Xun stretched out his hand and stroked his throat cut by the sword gas and looked at the unmoving heart in the distance.

"Let's go."

Xin Wuchen turned around and left, and the rest of the Taoist priests followed one after another. A group of people could not walk a few steps, and then heard the sound of the blade entering the body behind them. The people of the Iron Sword Club committed suicide. Several people in the Taoist door showed unbearable faces, but Xin Wuchen opened his mouth indifferently:

"The fate is like this. If you want to restore your prestige, you must do so. You don't have to think too much about it. If you go against the sky, it's fate. You have to go further this time, and if you can't go through the door, you will not be the same."

The rain is still coming, and no one can see the dust-free expression in the hazy.

Taomen counterattack!

In just half a month, the civilians in Southern Shenzhou found that the situation had changed again!

Those sects that were still showing off their power not long ago will be easily expelled by the Taoist sect. Those flying magic weapons and magical Taoism make people feel like immortals in the sky. If you take a bird's-eye view of the sky and mark the power of Daomen red, then almost one-third of today's Nanshenzhou has completely turned red, while Tianguan Gate is still silent...

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