Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

At this time, as the sounds of the fighting became louder and louder, that is to say, the group of fighting people were getting closer and closer to Ping Yi Zhi's garden.

"Crack! Ding-dang! Boom! Dang!"

As the sound of fighting there got closer and closer, Xu Xingchen became very vigilant, holding the Hanming Sword and staring straight ahead in the direction where the sound of fighting was coming from.

"It's noisy!!"

"Go kill them, they disturbed me!"

At this time, as the sound of fighting got closer and closer, Ping Yizhi's boring roar suddenly came from inside the room.

"okay!"

Xu Xingchen, who was outside the room, immediately replied after hearing Ping Yizhi's roar.

Then as soon as Xu Xingchen finished speaking, he walked out of the garden with Hanming Sword in his arms and walked slowly towards the direction where the sound of fighting came from.

After a while.

Xu Xingchen, holding the Han Ming Sword in his hand, came to the place where the fight was taking place. What he saw before his eyes was a tragic scene. An old man in a green shirt was surrounded by four or five middle-aged people in yellow shirts. With.

Moreover, the old man in the green shirt was now besieged by the five middle-aged men in the yellow shirt. His whole body was almost covered with wounds. He was obviously seriously injured, but he still fought with the besiegers with all his strength.

"I'll go! This really means that young people don't respect martial ethics!"

"Come on! Since you have made such a noise, I have to shut up those young people of yours forever!"

At this time, Xu Xingchen looked at the group of fighting people and thought cruelly in his heart.

"I say! It's shameless for so many of you to besiege an old man!"

Xu Xingchen held the Hanming Sword in both hands, leaned against the big tree, held grass in his mouth, and spoke to the middle-aged men in yellow shirts in a teasing tone.

"Boy! It's not your business to interfere with, so don't interfere or you'll get burned!"

As soon as Xu Xingchen finished speaking, the five middle-aged people in yellow shirts who were surrounding the old man in green shirts suddenly saw a middle-aged man in yellow shirts shouting at Xu Xingchen with a long sword in his hand. roared.

"Originally, I didn't care how you fought here, but with so many of you besieging an old man, I have to take care of it!"

After Xu Xingchen heard the threatening words of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt, he raised the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer.

You have to be famous as a disciple. You can't say that Ping Yi Zhi asked me to come out and kill you just because you guys were fighting here.

"That kid, you're just looking for death!"

Suddenly, after hearing what Xu Xingchen said, a middle-aged man in yellow shirt yelled at Xu Xingchen over there, and immediately used his sword skills to attack Xu Xingchen.

"I think you are looking for death!"

"Choke!" a sound.

The sound of a long sword being quickly unsheathed sounded.

The moment Xu Xingchen unsheathed his long sword, he immediately used the Hengshan style [Thirteen Styles of the Hundred Changes Dry Illusion Hengshan Cloud Mist] to face the middle-aged man who was attacking.

At this time, Xu Xingchen suddenly thrust out the long sword in his hand towards the neck of the middle-aged man who was attacking.

The middle-aged man in a yellow shirt also swung his sword to defend quickly.

However, when Xu Xingchen was halfway through this move, he suddenly turned his sword and stabbed out with his backhand. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the chest of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt.

This move is extremely fast and dreamlike, which is exactly the unique move of the Hengshan School's "Thirteen Stances of the Hundred-Change Dry Illusion Hengshan Cloud and Mist".

At this moment, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt knew that he had been tricked. He was so horrified that he quickly backed away.

"Tsk...!" A sound.

The middle-aged man in a yellow shirt had a long gash cut on his chest by the Han Ming Sword in Xu Xingchen's hand. His clothes were torn and his chest muscles were also cut. Although the injury was not serious, he was already filled with shock and anger. , a great loss of vigor.

"what!!"

At this time, the injured middle-aged man in yellow shirt immediately returned the sword and stabbed him.

But Xu Xingchen had the upper hand with his sword, and then came after him. A long sword was like a spiritual snake, trembling continuously, piercing back and forth in the sword light of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt.

"Puff...Puff...Puff!"

The Han Ming Sword in Xu Xingchen's hand darted back and forth like a spiritual snake, forcing the middle-aged man in yellow shirt to retreat continuously and being stabbed continuously.

"thump!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in yellow shirt lost his balance and fell to his knees due to too many sword wounds on his body.

Then, Xu Xingchen flipped his wrist, and the Han Ming Sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc of light in the air, slashing from the side towards the neck of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt who was kneeling on the ground.

"Pfft...!"

After a sword shadow, a bright blood flower bloomed in mid-air.

The middle-aged man in a yellow shirt who was kneeling on the ground fell completely, lifeless.

"Brother Zeng!!"

At this time, another middle-aged man in yellow shirt who was besieging the old man in green shirt suddenly saw his good brother died under Xu Xingchen's sword, and he immediately shouted loudly.

"Who are you, kid?"

The middle-aged man among the three middle-aged men in yellow shirts pointed a sword at Xu Xingchen and asked.

"Easy to say, easy to say. My surname is Ye, and my given name is only Ye. You can call me by my first name!"

"Master? Such a weird name?"

"That's grandpa...!"

"Damn!!!"

The three middle-aged men in yellow shirts blushed and became furious.

"Brothers, let's kill that boy first to avenge our great brother!"

The middle-aged man in a yellow shirt suggested to his three good brothers.

"it is good!!"

After hearing the middle-aged man's suggestion, the three middle-aged men in yellow shirts also responded in unison.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in a yellow shirt strode forward and rushed towards where Xu Xingchen was now.

The sword in the hand of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt looked heavy, weighing at least ten kilograms. He was charging towards Xu Xingchen like an angry-eyed King Kong, and he quickly struck Xu Xingchen with his sword.

Seeing this, Xu Xingchen's expression was dull. If the four middle-aged men in yellow shirts were to attack him together, it would be really hard for him. But attacking one by one would be no different from sending them off.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen moved slightly and dodged the charging sword of the middle-aged man in yellow.

Then the whole person was like a startling thunder, like a flash of blue clouds, and in an instant, he came behind the middle-aged man in yellow shirt.

"Pfft...!"

The sound of the long sword cutting through flesh and blood was heard, and the middle-aged man in yellow shirt's body, which seemed to be as hard as iron, suddenly burst into blood like a fountain. Then, the whole person froze on the spot and fell down with a "pop" On the ground.

It was at this moment that a red line appeared on the neck of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt, and then, his head separated from his neck with a "clunking" sound.

"Brother Jane!!!"

The remaining three middle-aged men in yellow shirts saw their good brother die under Xu Xingchen's sword. They no longer cared about the old man in green shirts and used their sword skills to attack Xu Xingchen. Come.

"Good come!"

As soon as Xu Xingchen finished speaking, he held the long sword tightly in his hand and used the "Dugu Nine Swords" again to greet the three middle-aged men who were attacking.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang...!"

As Xu Xingchen fought with the three middle-aged men who were attacking, a series of rapid weapons collisions suddenly sounded in the woods.

The sound was as fast as blacksmithing, with sparks flying everywhere and a sonorous sound.

The Han Ming Sword in Xu Xingchen's hand was swung with ease, and every move was filled with an indescribable sense of mystery.

In Xu Xingchen's hands, the Hanming Sword seemed to have spirituality. It was like a flexible snake, swimming around, and like a ferocious leopard, ready to pounce on the enemy at any time.

Xu Xingchen's movements were smooth and natural, as if he and Hanming Sword had become one. He no longer needed to think about how to use the sword. When he swung it casually, the sword glowed like a rainbow and was extremely powerful.

Moreover, Xu Xingchen only attacked rather than defended. With a clever sword move, the three middle-aged men in yellow robes could only parry and had no power to fight back.

In just a short moment, the four people had been fighting for dozens of rounds.

Regardless of whether the sword moves of the three middle-aged men in yellow shirts were light, heavy, or fast, the "Dugu Nine Swords" sword moves performed by Xu Xingchen were subtle and had infinite magical effects.

At first, Xu Xingchen was a little uncomfortable under the attack of the three middle-aged men in yellow shirts: light, heavy, and fast swordsmanship.

But after the four people performed fifty moves in a row, Xu Xingchen's swordsmanship changes in "Dugu Nine Swords" became more complicated, and each move was full of endless changes that made it difficult to comprehend.

"Puff...Puff...!"

The three middle-aged men in yellow shirts were actually superior in numbers. During the siege, they were stabbed in various important parts of their bodies by the "Dugu Nine Swords" unleashed by Xu Xingchen's Han Ming Sword. .

"Dang Dang Dang Dang...!"

"Big... Big brother, this kid has superb swordsmanship, we can't take him down!"

During the fight, a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt realized that Xu Xingchen's swordsmanship was exquisite, and there was nothing he could do about it, so Xu Xingchen immediately said.

"Brothers, I think that boy only has a set of exquisite swordsmanship, but he doesn't have any internal power. Let's use our internal power and our own light power to kill him!"

After another middle-aged man in yellow shirt heard what the middle-aged man in front said, he thought about it carefully and immediately came up with a suggestion in his mind.

"it is good!!"

The other two middle-aged people followed the middle-aged man's suggestion and answered in unison.

Then the three middle-aged men in yellow shirts immediately activated their internal energy, injected it into the long swords in their hands, and began to use their sword skills to attack Xu Xingchen.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang...!"

The other three middle-aged men in yellow shirts also immediately exerted force on their feet, using their own light skills and sharp swordsmanship from the long sword in their hands to surround Xu Xingchen.

At this time, Xu Xingchen clearly felt that after receiving the sword moves from the four of them, Han Ming Sword trembled slightly and his mouth felt numb.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen's only weakness is that he only knows swordsmanship and has no internal strength. .