Martial Arts: Becoming a Tyrant From Summoning a Sword Slave

There are poisonous insects, snakes and ants all over the ghost mountain, and they will die when touched. It is normal for this kind of thing to happen.

Everyone continued to move forward, and then people died one after another.

Someone was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, someone was bitten to death by a poisonous spider, and someone accidentally fell off a cliff, leaving no bones left.

There are even more people who didn't even know how they died, and died without a sound.

Gradually, everyone began to feel fear, and the speed of advancement began to slow down.

Clang!

A sharp sword light emerged from the sky, cutting off several Dongchang fans in half.

Cao Zhengchun was startled, and when he looked back, he happened to see Wei Zhuang put his sword back into its sheath. "Go quickly, don't stop!"

Looking at the murderous Wei Zhuang, the people in Dongchang were terrified, and quickly accelerated their search speed.

"My lord, there are too many poisonous insects here, and there may be organs set up by the Demon Cult ahead. If you act rashly, the casualties may be very heavy." Cao Zhengchun looked at Wei Zhuang and advised respectfully.

After all, those who died here were all his subordinates.

If only one or two die, Cao Zhengchun doesn't care...

But if too many people die, Cao Zhengchun will find it difficult to do so.

When the time comes, everyone will die, and he will be alone.

Wei Zhuang was expressionless, "The emperor sent you here to do things, not to talk nonsense." "Only the weak will make excuses for their own incompetence!" "Also, do you think the emperor will care about the lives of several people?" ?" Hearing this, Cao Zhengchun's face froze.

How many Dongchang eunuchs would the emperor care about?

Do not make jokes.

When the emperor got angry, millions of corpses floated away.

According to Shang Guanlin's temperament in the past, killing people started with tens of thousands of people.

Even if all the 3000 people in Dongchang died here, Shangguan Lin would not be moved in the slightest.

Cao Zhengchun had no choice but to order his subordinates to be careful.

After searching for four hours, the sky gradually darkened, and everyone entered the deepest part of the ghost mountain.

Wei Zhuang didn't give an order, and the people in Dongchang didn't dare to stop and continued to move forward.

call out!call out!call out!call out!call out!

Suddenly, countless stern and cold lights shot out from the jungle.

Several Dongchang fans were shot to death by the cold light before they could react.

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked up, they found that all the people were killed by sharp arrows.

Seeing this, Cao Zhengchun raised his voice and shouted, "Be careful, this is a man-made mechanism, we are already close to the Demon Cult's headquarters."

A black-clothed archer was so frightened that his legs limp, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

With a sudden click, the archer froze, and he felt that he had stepped on something.

Between the lightning and the flint, a cold light pierced through the void and passed across the archer's waist.

The archer stood there dumbfounded, his eyes widened.

Everyone saw that blood suddenly oozed from his waist, and then his upper body slowly slipped off. 5.3 "Be careful, there are traps!"

"What it is?"

"I didn't see it, did anyone see it?"

The few archers who were close to the corpse suddenly panicked, their faces were full of fear, and they were bewildered.

I don't know who triggered the organ again?

The sharp cold light lit up again and disappeared in a flash.

Several archers were dismembered to death, and blood flowed all over the place. "It's silk thread."

Behind Wei Zhuang, Bai Feng crossed his arms and said in a deep voice.

"The sharp silk thread dances quickly, and can cut the human body into pieces in an instant, without any pain in the process."

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Chapter 121 I counted my fingers, there is a bloody disaster (first update, please subscribe)

"The sharp silk thread dances quickly, and can cut the human body into pieces in an instant, without the slightest pain in the process." Cao Zhengchun felt a chill in his heart when he heard Bai Feng's words.

Such an institution is simply impossible to guard against. "Is there a way to crack it?"

Cao Zhengchun looked at Bai Feng and asked respectfully.

Bai Feng glanced at him, and suddenly a feather appeared between his fingers.

With a flick of the fingers, the feathers shot out and turned into a stream of light.

The streamer shot towards the void, but hit a tiny thread in the void.

Suddenly there was a soft crackling sound in the air, and countless tiny threads broke and then slowly fell down.

Such an institution, as long as the core is cracked, it will collapse completely.

For Bai Feng, it was easy.

Next, various mechanisms were triggered, and desperate screams would sound from time to time in the deep mountains.

Wei Zhuang and his group turned a blind eye and remained expressionless, but Cao Zhengchun was already dripping with cold sweat.

Originally, I thought that this mission would be extremely dangerous, but I didn't expect so many people to die just to explore the way.

Cao Zhengchun now understands that the 3000 people he brought are just cannon fodder for exploring the way.

Only Wei Zhuang and the others actually carried out the task.

The ghost mountain under the dark night looks even more gloomy, and the howling of tigers and wolves can be heard from time to time, which makes people's backs shudder.

Dongchang fanzi lit the torch, and searched and moved forward in the dark by the light of the fire and the moonlight in the sky. "Shoo. Shoo. Shoo. Shoo. Shoo."

Suddenly, a series of sparse light sounds resounded in the dense forest.

At the back of the line, Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "finally come."

As soon as the words fell, countless black shadows shot out from the dense forest ahead.

As soon as he appeared, he launched a fatal attack on Dongchang Fanzi.

Cao Zhengchun's expression changed, and he roared repeatedly: "Kill, don't let anyone go!" After speaking, Cao Zhengchun jumped and landed on a treetop.

Raising a palm, he beat a man in black into a cloud of blood.

"Black-clothed arrow team, line up and shoot!"

Scalp Xiaotian, the big stall in Dongchang, shouted angrily, and organized the archers to fire a thousand arrows.

Countless sharp arrows pierced the sky, shooting black shadows into the sky one by one.

After a hard fight, all the hundreds of Demon Cult disciples killed this time were killed in the ghost mountain, and only a few managed to escape.

Wei Zhuang looked at the black shadow fleeing in the dense forest, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

In this battle, no one in the quicksand made a move, otherwise no one in the Demon Cult would be able to leave alive.

But there is a reason why Wei Zhuang didn't make a move.

Behind Wei Zhuang, Chi Lian stepped forward slowly, and smiled charmingly, "Lin'er should have gone in, right?" Wei Zhuang's eyes remained unchanged, and he didn't speak.

Chi Lian didn't care, she already knew the answer.

It will take a while to find the headquarters of the Demon Cult just by searching the mountains.

But if there is an internal response in the Devil's Cult, then the situation is completely different.

In the battle just now, Mo Yuqilin had already disguised himself as a disciple of the Demon Cult, and fled back to the Demon Cult headquarters in the chaos.

Moyu Qilin's disguise technique is unparalleled in the world.

In this world, there is no defense that he cannot penetrate, no fortress that he cannot break through.

No matter how deeply the Demon Cult hides, it cannot stop the infiltration of the Moyu Qilin.

Following the secret signal left by Moyu Qilin, Dongchang fanzi's forward speed increased several times, and the various traps encountered along the way were easily cracked.

The sky is getting brighter, and the dawn is coming.

Wei Zhuang and his party came to the edge of a cliff, looking straight ahead, there was a bottomless abyss ahead.

On the opposite side of the abyss, there are dark and gloomy palaces.

There is no bridge over the abyss, only a few thick iron chains.

The abyss is too wide, and it is impossible to fly over it with light work, and you can only cross it with iron chains.

This is not difficult for warriors who have practiced light kung fu, but it is extremely dangerous for ordinary people. "It seems that this is the headquarters of the Demon Cult."

Behind Wei Zhuang, Hidden Bat licked his sharp claws, looking impatient. "Do not worry."

Chi Lian looked up at the eastern sky, where the light was getting brighter and brighter. "The best time to do it is when the sun is fully up." "That's right."

Wei Zhuang stretched out his hand to catch a fallen leaf from the sky, and said lightly: "We will have a chance when Lin'er completes the task." After finishing speaking, Wei Zhuang flicked his fingers, and the fallen leaf flew out, piercing through a big tree behind him .

A scream came from behind the tree, and a corpse fell slowly.

A few Dongchang fans stepped forward to take a look, and found that this was a demon sect hidden stump. "There are many hidden hidden piles here, find them all!"

Seeing Wei Zhuang's method of killing people by picking leaves, Cao Zhengchun was even more in awe, and quickly responded with cupped fists, "I obey!"

After finishing speaking, Cao Zhengchun waved his hand, and Dongchang fanzi searched the surrounding dense forest carefully, and found eleven hidden piles in total.

Some hid in the ground, some hid in trees, all hid very deep.

Time passed, and the round sun rose slowly from the eastern horizon.

However, today's sun is a bit weird.

I saw a red sun hanging high in the sky, like a blood sun.

In the Vanity Hall of Tianqi Imperial Palace, Shangguan Lin was practicing on the third floor.

Sword lights flickered, cutting through the void.

Shangguan Lin's movement was extremely fast, and there were afterimages everywhere in the midair. "Clang!"

A silver light suddenly appeared, like a meteor falling, flying down.

Gai Nie drew his sword and slashed, blocking Shangguan Lin's sword light.

Then he stabbed with his backhand, stabbing Shang Guanlin's chest.

Shangguan Lin raised his sword to block, blocked the tip of Yuan Hong's sword, raised his hand, and both of them fell back.

call out!call out!

Two piercing sounds sounded, and Shangguan Lin and Gai Nie disappeared at the same time.

The two swords collided, and sparks shot out.

The swords of the two are getting faster and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of moves.

There was a clanging sound.

Shangguan Lin and Gai Nie fought against each other, brushed past each other, stood back to back, and put their swords back into their sheaths at the same time.

With a cry, a sword mark was split on Shangguanlin's robe.

Gai Nie, on the other hand, was unscathed.

"Sir's swordsmanship is really rare in this world, it seems that I am still far behind."

Shangguan Lin looked at the torn robe on his chest, and his heart shuddered.