Chapter 228 Cang Ling's Sword Discussion (Forty-Three)

()    The five heads of the three sects on the second floor are all top masters with profound skills and outstanding martial arts. It is hard to imagine that five people like this would attack at the same time and work together to besiege one person.

But at this moment, this scene has become a reality.

Shang Fei has left Lin Chang's side and came to the roof next to him, forming a confrontation with Miao Shaoqing and Su Chang.

On Lin Chang's side, he heard the sound of wind and thunder, and saw sword shadows dancing and palm winds rising. Five extremely swift shadows have surrounded him and started fighting.

The movements of the five heads are either as graceful as a startled swan or as powerful as a swimming dragon. The cooperation is also quite tacit, and they take care of each other in their moves, advances and retreats, and defenses. So, masters are masters. After a few short moves to test the water, they can understand each other's fighting methods.

Logically speaking, even if the person who was besieged by these five people had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult for him to survive for a while. But the scary thing is... Lin Chang, who was surrounded in the middle, was the one who had the upper hand.

In his left hand, the Broken Snow Sword was as cold as frost, and his moves were magnificent; in his right hand, the Nameless Sword was as fast as lightning, fierce and ruthless.

Lin Chang's left and right hands! He was using two different swordsmanship, and these two sets were clearly Ye Cheng's "Ye Family Swordsmanship" and Xie San's "Fast Sword Nameless".

This feat made the five heads and the martial arts practitioners watching the battle on the street all dumbfounded.

The art of fighting with both hands is a legendary martial art in this world. It is said that there was a female knight who could use this set of skills to use the Quanzhen Swordsmanship and the Jade Girl Suxin Sword at the same time. This is already an impossible skill for this group of people today.

And the scene in front of him was even more shocking. The two sets of swordsmanship used by the legendary female knight were at least what she had learned. And the two sets of swordsmanship that Lin Chang was using were both skills that he could not learn.

There is only one explanation... "Small Wuxiang Gong?" Among the group, Murong Ying saw the clue and asked in surprise.

"What? Wuxiang?" "What kind of kung fu is that?" "Never heard of it." Obviously, even those old martial artists have never heard of this kind of martial arts.

"'Small Wuxiang Gong' is a Taoist internal martial arts, which emphasizes tranquility and inaction, and wandering in the void. When it is activated, it has no form and no trace. As long as those who have this skill know the moves of other martial arts, they can rely on the incomparable power of the small Wuxiang Gong to imitate other people's unique skills, or even better..." Murong Ying is quite dedicated as a commentator NPC.

However, her remarks will only cause further panic among the group... "Hahaha..." Although Lin Chang is far away from Murong Ying, he heard every word coming from there. He laughed when he heard it, and the two swords in his hands drew a semicircle in the air. With a burst of sword energy, he easily forced the five people around him to retreat.

"It's a good guess, but it's wrong..." Lin Chang said, "My kung fu is a hundred times stronger than Xiao Wuxiang Gong!" Before he finished speaking, he moved and instantly approached Song Kuan, the head of Renwu Sect.

Lin Chang threw the nameless sword into the air, freed his right hand, raised his palm, and hit Song Kuan's heart with a domineering blow.

"Want to defeat us one by one..." Song Kuan did not dodge. He had a dense internal skill and was best at using force to fight force and using softness to overcome hardness. Therefore, he was very sure that he could take Lin Chang's attack and counterattack it, "Hmph... You asked for it, force turns back, doubles it, and four ounces move a thousand pounds!"

After a breath, there was a bang, and a terrifying scene appeared.

Song Kuan's upper body was beaten into a bloody mist... The head of Renwu Sect was fully prepared and confidently transformed his luck, but was blasted to death by a palm.

When Song Kuan's limbs below the waist rolled down the roof, Lin Chang calmly reached out and steadily caught the nameless sword that just fell from the air.

"Good idea, but first... you have to have 4 taels." Lin Chang smiled and said, "Secondly, my move can't exceed 1,000 pounds."

The whole audience was stunned, only one person, after hearing his words, laughed out loud.

Clap clap clap clap... that person also applauded Lin Chang.

"Good, very good, it's really worthy of being called Taixu Wuxiang Dafa, amazing." Feng Bujue emerged from the group of people, or rather, the people around him moved away from him... "Oh? It's you..." When Lin Chang saw Feng Bujue, his expression changed slightly: "Master Feng is indeed extraordinary. A person who doesn't even have common sense of martial arts can actually name the magic skill I practiced." He said gloomily: "The fewer people like you... the better in this world."

"That's right... People like me..." Feng Bujue responded calmly: "Not only are they different, but they must die!"

"Hahahaha..."

"Hahahaha!"

The two of them laughed at each other as if nothing happened.

"Good! Lin Chang, in this so-called Jianghu, only you, Brother Lin, can be called a true hero."

"The one who knows me is Feng Bujue. In this world, I only know you, Brother Feng, who lives a truly free and easy life."

After the two people finished speaking, they laughed again. Lin Chang was full of demonic energy, fierce and violent; Jue Ge looked like a madman, unpredictable.

Regardless of their strength, in terms of momentum, the two of them were simply not on the same dimension compared to other people... "Feng! Do you want to join Lin Chang and become his lackey?" Gongsun Li suddenly shouted in the crowd. This guy is really sinister, and he wants to kill him when he finds an opportunity.

"I understand, you Po Jian Tea House are spies sent by the imperial court!" Shi Yanran's reaction was not slow, and he immediately made up his mind and sprayed blood into his mouth.

"Huh?" Feng Bujue turned his head, "Haha... Are you two worthy of speaking on such an occasion?"

At this moment, no one around Feng Bujue stood around. Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran jumped up and came to him, holding hands and preparing to take action.

Gongsun Li struck while the iron was hot and was immediately ready to incite the crowd to rush forward and kill Feng Bujue Qian, "Huh! You can't deny it anymore, there are so many fellow Jianghu people here today, you just want to be cunning..."

"There are so many Jianghu comrades here, why are you two so eager to jump out?" Feng Bujue interrupted: "Are you guilty of being a thief, or do you have shit on your body?" As he spoke, he took out a submachine gun from his bag.

From Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran's point of view, Feng Bujue just waved his hand in front of his chest, and a strange-looking object appeared in his hand. This thing didn't look like a weapon at all, and it was unknown what its purpose was.

They would never guess the answer to this question, because Feng Bujue decisively pulled the trigger, causing the two of them to tumble.

The second head of Wanxia Tower and the husband of the building turned into two corpses in the blink of an eye. The wounds on their bodies were just a few small blackened holes, but blood spurted out from those holes, and the corpses were still on the ground strangely. Twitching.

"Gongsun Qian! Your wife was having an affair with Wang Aotong. Two nights ago, she tried to kill her, but I caught her, so she and Gongsun Li destroyed the body and ran away, intending to put the blame on me. The next day, I will take advantage of it. He fabricated the process of killing Wang Ao so that they could do nothing." After Feng Bujue killed him, he immediately shouted to the stunned Gongsun Qian on the roof: "Believe it or not, after tonight, if you still do it. If you are alive and want to seek revenge from me, I will accompany you at any time.”

After a pause for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued: "Now! All of you! If you want to leave alive, just get out of the way. Lin Chang is not something you can handle." He rolled up his sleeves and said: Yueyue said, "Let the professionals do it..."

"Ah——" Gongsun Qian suddenly shouted loudly. The poster's reaction was a little longer. When Feng Bujue finished speaking the second paragraph, he had just finished digesting the first paragraph in his mind. Then he chose not to believe it and became furious, "Feng Bujue! You killed my junior brother and slandered my wife's reputation! You must die!"

Soon after, Gongsun Qian raised a breath of evil energy from his dantian, and Wanxia magical power reached its peak, descended from Yao, and punched out with both fists, directly attacking Feng Bujue's face. At this moment, Gongsun Qian had lost his mind. This move was completely devoid of strategy and left no escape route. He used 100% of his strength and vowed to beat Feng Bujue into a pulp.

"Hey... a common man who doesn't understand the overall situation." A soft voice sighed.

When the sound came, the entrance also arrived. But a white shadow flashed out from the door of Cangling Inn, approaching quietly like a ghost. Its speed was so fast that even Lin Chang showed a look of surprise.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Bujue was abducted by Bai Ying and transformed. Gongsun Qian's fists landed on Kong Chu, and almost at the same second, he was lightly pushed in the back with hidden force. This push was clever enough, borrowing Gongsun Louzhu's own strength, making him unable to stop and hit the ground.

Gongsun Qian had no choice but to turn his fists into palms and barely support himself. Then he flew in the air for several weeks before finally standing unsteadily. Although he appeared to be fine on the outside, he actually suffered serious internal injuries.

That white shadow's martial arts was clearly far superior to that of Wanxia Louzhu. In just the fight between lightning and flint, Gongsun Qian had already lost almost half of his combat power.

"It's him!" "How could..." "He is..."

Amidst the uproar, the shopkeeper of Cangling Inn made a grand appearance.

"The factory master is so powerful, Feng Mou admires him." Feng Bujue cupped his fists and cupped his hands, and said to the shopkeeper with a flattering look on his face.

"Hmph..." The shopkeeper's mother-in-law snorted, "That thing in your hand is really powerful. If you are not prepared, I'm afraid that Hero Lin will also get your way." "

"No, no." Feng Bujue smiled, picked up his gun and fired in the direction of Lin Chang. Ji Tong, Fa Ming and Zhong Lian were so shocked that they jumped away from the roof.

Lin Chang stood there motionless, and saw a wall of black air blooming around him, deflecting all the bullets from the submachine gun.

"Even if he is unprepared, the formless demonic heart in his body will resist this potentially fatal sudden attack on its own." Feng Bujue explained calmly.

At this time, the onlookers were stunned again and again. There are basically two questions echoing in the minds of those martial arts practitioners at this moment: First, is this actually a fight between gods, right? Second, is this an illusion caused by the impact of airflow, or am I drunk?