Heir To All

Chen Shuanghai's idea is very simple.

The motives are simple, but the ideas are not honest. Although he ordered someone to rush to Chu Linguang's earthen house, his body instinctively ran towards the village entrance, and directly realized the rune mark of the village entrance.

"Lord City Lord, cooperate with the Holy See, you will not suffer."

Prison Hill Bishop reminded.

Chen Shuanghai did not answer, but ordered the army to surround Xiaohe Village tightly, while he sat at the entrance of the village and quickly realized the rune marks on the ground.

"Humph!"

The Bishop of Prison Mountain knew that Chen Shuanghai had made it clear that he wanted to take the opportunity to realize his enlightenment. In this case, let him realize it well. As long as he can block other people outside, when the Holy See army and masters come, everything here is still the Holy See. of.

"Form a formation, no matter what, you must break through the magic formation here, and smash the people inside you into tens of thousands of pieces."

The little saint looked unwilling and roared.

Let members of the Holy See attack Chu Linguang's earthen house.

"Step aside!"

A figure walked out of Chen Shuanghai's army.

The opponent was carrying an iron sword.

He quickly came to the Bishop of Prison Mountain and the others. Compared to Chen Shuanghai, he didn't seem to be so awe-inspiring to the Holy See.

It even seemed a little disdainful.

"The successor of Chen Gu's swordsmanship."

The members of the Holy See recognized the identity of the other party.

At this recent stage, Chen Gu's kendo has flourished, and what happened on Dengdeng Mountain is well known in the western region, and the Holy See has also felt the threat. The Holy See is also full of curiosity about the inheritor of Chen Gu's kendo, Chu Linguang.

However, after some investigation, the information about Chu Linguang seems to be only sporadic.

"I can crack this magic circle ban."

That Chen Gu kendo disciple glanced at the forbidden magic circle around the earth house. He was eager to try, and even his eyes lit up. The members of the Holy See and the masters of all parties could not crack the forbidden magic circle.

If you are cut by your own sword.

After today, there will be countless people remembering his name Kui Tai.

"you sure?"

The little saint was a little suspicious.

"If I can't, can you?"

Kwai Tai asked back.

Don't give face to the little saint at all.

"you……"

The little saint blushed.

"Then please give it a try."

The Bishop of Prison Mountain said calmly, he was also full of curiosity about Chen Gu Kendo and wanted to find out.

"Humph!"

Hearing that, Na Kuitai took the lead, holding a sword in both hands, a generous iron sword, and a sword slashed out, and the rainbow light shot from the iron sword, slashing on the forbidden array.

"boom!"

The iron sword collapsed, and Kui Tai flew out directly, his chest was full of blood, as if torn by the sword energy, smashing several earthen houses, and he would be unable to stand up for a while.

"Hahaha, is this what Chen Gu's swordsmanship is capable of? Waste, I'll kill you first."

When the little saint saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing. She even had a new killing intent and walked towards Kuitai with her sword. Kuitai dared to contradict her, how could she forgive Kuitai lightly.

"If you dare, kill me, the disciples of Chen Gu's swordsmanship will not let you go."

Kwai Tai said nervously.

Somewhat scared, Chen Gu's swordsmanship has just risen because Chu Linguang has just risen, and the Holy See has already covered the sky with only one hand, and few people dare to fight directly.

"Why don't you dare?"

The little saint is fearless.

A sword slashed towards Kuitai.

"Whoosh!"

But when the long sword was just raised, halfway down, a sword beam shot out from the earthen house, smashing the long sword in the little saint's hand into pieces, leaving only one long sword in the little saint's hand. hilt.

"You are too noisy, go, don't disturb me."

Chu Linguang's voice came from the earthen house.

Since he is the inheritor of Chen Gu's Kendo, he can't just sit back and watch the death and injury of Chen Gu's Kendo's disciples, even if the other party makes unkind words, even if he wants to kill him, he will kill him.

rather than others.

"What kind of skill is it to hide in a mud house? Come out and compete with me."

The little saint looked at the hilt of the sword in her hand, and was a little dazed at first, then shouted angrily.

"Whoosh!"

But when the sound came out, a sword beam shot out from the earthen house and slashed at her.

"Flick away!"

Prison Hill Bishop saw this scene.

Startled, he hurried to help the defense.

puff!

Both were vomiting blood.

The front and back of the Prison Mountain Bishop's chest was translucent, and the body was almost damaged. After the little saint vomited blood, the body collapsed directly, leaving only the soul, which appeared in everyone's sight. It seems that if the Prison Mountain Bishop helped her block the key forces, The little saint will be distraught.

"Elder."

Only the little saint who was left in a state of spirit, finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly hid behind the bishop of Prison Mountain, the whole person began to tremble.

Seeing this scene, Rohan and others opened their mouths and felt incredible.

"Within a quarter of an hour, no matter who it is, who dares to stay here, kill Wushe!"

Chu Linguang said coldly.

talking room.

Sleeves waved out.

A circular wave spread out from the earth house and swept to every surrounding area.

wherever.

People turn their backs.

The earth is torn apart, the earthen house collapses, and flesh and blood are separated.

Prison Mountain, whose body was pierced and whose vitality was severely damaged, his body seemed to have collapsed, losing a large amount of flesh and blood. The little saint who was hiding behind him, only the spirit state was left, was even more ethereal and swaying, as if at any time. would collapse and scream.

The Bai Gucheng army that surrounded Xiaohe Village, and the Holy See army were severely injured.

Sitting at the entrance of the village, Chen Shuanghai, who greedily comprehends the rune imprint, although defended in time, he was unable to stop the storm, as if the storm was coming at him, an ordinary soldier who just turned his back and was thrown out.

And he seemed to be attacked.

In the eyes of the physical injury, the flesh and blood in many places disappeared.

Divine Soul was even more like being hammered hard, almost collapsed on the spot.

Frightened him, he took the lead in soaring into the sky and galloped away in the distance.

"Go, let's go!"

The Bishop of Prison Hill shouted hurriedly.

The Holy See has never been hit so hard.

What happened to him today will never be forgotten.

No longer dare to miss the rune mark of Xiaohe Village.

Even when the man rose up into the sky and left, he saw Chu Linguang still drawing circles in the earthen house. At this moment, he seemed to want to understand something, and he suddenly woke up like an electric shock.

In this way, the originally bustling Xiaohe Village seems to have become a purgatory on earth.

Countless people fled.

Going up to the bishop of Prison Mountain, one of the twelve bishops of the Holy See, and going down to the soldiers guarding the city in Baiguo City, each of them did not end well, especially Chen Shuanghai, not to mention the rune imprint. The soul was also hit hard.

For a time, in Xiaohe Village, only Chu Linguang and the three members of the Fallen Sect remained in the courtyard.