Chapter 42 The Power of True Martial Arts (1)

"The three hundred and twenty-third head."

Chen Zong muttered to himself, shaking his right hand gently, shaking off the dark red blood with a strong smell on the sword, it was the blood of monsters.

The suffocating aura on his body is very strong, lingering around and unable to dissolve, making people who are not strong enough in spirit shudder and tremble. This is accumulated by continuously killing monsters and other enemies for 20 consecutive days.

It is rumored that some people have killed too much, and their murderous aura is condensed and almost turned into reality. The look of that kind of slaughtering madman will make people who are not strong enough in spirit collapse on the spot, or even frighten them to death.

The sky and the earth are a little dark, and the sun seems to be hidden into the clouds. I don't know when, the distant horizon is filled with a layer of red halo, like the halo reflected by the blood in the light, it looks a bit gorgeous, and a little bit more. Weird.

This blush came quickly and suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared when he lowered his head and looked up.

"What is that?" Chen Zong's heart moved, looking at the bright red, an ominous premonition involuntarily appeared in his heart, as if an alarm bell was ringing.

"The sky is full of blood, something bad is going to happen, and you have to leave." The late stage martial artist who went deeper into the Western Wilderness, looked up at the sudden red halo of blood, and when his face changed greatly, he muttered. Muttering to himself, he immediately stepped back and wanted to leave Xihuang.

"Have you noticed it now, but it's already too late when the arrangement is complete." A warrior from the Black Demon Sect grinned, surrounded by warriors from the Black Demon Sect, all of them exuding a tyrannical aura, behind them, It was a red halo that seemed to explode and spread out.

Then, in the distance, a series of figures appeared. Some of those figures were tall like a small hill, some were shorter than half a person's height, some were running on the ground, some were wandering and winding, and some were flying in the sky. Xiang, like a piece of dark clouds quickly drifted over.

No matter what, every figure exudes an amazing aura of ferocity, tyrannical, cruel, cold and ruthless, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.

All monsters are monsters.

This is the army of monsters.

"Demonize!"

With an order, the warriors of the Black Demon Gate performed demon transformations one by one. The sound of cluck clack clack continued, their bodies trembled, their strange bulges shook, their bones seemed to be broken and reorganized, and their faces were rapidly deformed.

In the blink of an eye, all the warriors of the Black Demon Gate turned into demons, turning into half-human, half-monster beasts, like upright black bears.

It was like a tiger man or a snake man, etc. At the same time, the earth shook and roared, and the army of monsters charged.

Feeling the aura fluctuations after the demonization of the Black Demon Gate warriors, the demon beasts did not attack them, but regarded them as the same kind and passed by them.

A sharp chirping sounded, and in the sky, a goshawk spread its wings, flashing with a metallic luster, as if it could cut off the mountains by passing by, which was very terrifying.

"Monster army!"

"Monster riot!"

"Let's go."

The warriors who entered the Western Wasteland to clear the monsters changed their faces and their speed increased sharply.

Although they were mentally prepared before entering the Western Wilderness, they might encounter monster riots, but the chance is too low and too low. Under various assumptions, it is basically impossible to encounter them. Unexpectedly, it actually appeared. , they didn't know, originally they wouldn't, but the people from the Black Demon Sect made arrangements.

In the face of the rioting army of monsters, even the powerhouses of the True Martial Realm must retreat, not to mention those in the realm of strength training, whoever stays behind will be a dead end. They must get out of the Western Wilderness before the army of monsters charges.

Boom!

The barren and barren land in the west trembled, as if thousands of troops were galloping towards them.

Chen Zong's eyes were condensed, and his heart was a little heavy. The depressing breath that filled the air and the ground kept coming from the ground and became more and more intense.

Figures appeared in front of them, quickly approaching, and upon closer inspection, they were all human warriors. Then, there seemed to be a black wave rolling in, and the tyrannical aura of the sky was constantly sweeping over. Down, like a row of violent black dragons, raging rampant.

Although the army of monsters had not yet arrived, the shocking feeling went straight into his heart, making Chen Zong feel suffocated.

The sword in his hand seemed to be arguing and trembling, trying to release his edge and sharpness.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong clenched the sword in his hand and let the sword quiet down.

I really want to fight, but my reason tells myself that I can't fight, not because I'm afraid, but because I'm not sure.

This kind of army charge formed by the third-level, fourth-level and even fifth-level monsters, even the real martial arts experts dare not take their edge, they can only retreat, otherwise there is only one dead end. They have some strength, but compared with the real martial arts , which are far different.

"This time I'll give in, next time..." Chen Zong muttered to himself, but he didn't say the last words, but his eyes were extremely sharp and firm.

Next time, I will definitely not give in, I will kill three in three out.

He retracted his sword into the sheath, unfolded the Ride the Wind and Water Movement, and hurried away to the West Desert.

This is a race against time, rushing out of the Western Wilderness before the army of monsters, you can survive, if not, there is only a dead end.

After all, in Xihuang Town, there are not only two hundred brave and skilled Xihuang Guards, but also elders of various forces, among them there are many masters in the late stage of training and real martial artists.

Two or three True Martial Realm powerhouses face this army of monsters, and their arms will act as chariots, but once the number of True Martial Realm powerhouses reaches ten or more, they can exert astonishing formidable power together, not to mention the True Martial Realm in Xihuang Town. The powerhouses add up to more than ten, but there are as many as thirty or so, and they alone are enough to resist the army of monsters, and even kill them all.

Of course, if there are monsters above the fifth level, such as the sixth-level and seventh-level monsters, the result will be different. After all, the sixth-level monsters already belong to the level of the true martial arts.

When the blush was all over the sky, the elders and the guards stationed in Xihuang Town were alarmed, and they realized that something was wrong, and they all set off and entered the Xihuang.

Led by more than 30 real martial realm powerhouses, their speed is the fastest, directly entering the Western Wilderness, and quickly deepening.

"It's him!"

"Chen Zong!"

"It was him, who not only robbed us of the small broken realm fruit, but also killed the two junior brothers."

Chen Zong was seen by the three rank five martial artists who had been chasing him before, and they were furious and murdered towards Chen Zong.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed, and the speed increased again.

At this time, a tyrannical aura spread out from the bodies of more than 30 real martial artists, as if a stone fell into a calm lake, and countless energy ripples spread layer by layer.

"So strong!"

"It's the elders."

"The real martial artist is here."

More than 30 real martial realm powerhouses took action, which immediately alerted everyone, and did not chase after Chen Zong any more.

"All of you, go to the back and prepare to fight." A true martial artist said, his voice seemed to be small, but it was extremely loud, as if it was constantly expanding, filling the world and blasting in everyone's ears.

Thirty figures were lined up in a line, standing hundreds of meters in front of the crowd. Each figure seemed small, but it gave people the feeling of being as majestic as a mountain. The tyrannical aura continued to permeate from their bodies. , like smoke, rising into the sky.

That is the wolf smoke formed after the breath is tyrannical to a certain extent.

Facing the charge of the army of monsters like thousands of horses, the momentum is like a rainbow, shaking the sky and the earth. The tyrannical aura emanating from each monster is mixed, as if the dark clouds are rolling in, which can destroy everything and turn into a violent wind. Blowing in, even so, when it blew in front of more than thirty real martial realm powerhouses, under their aura, the violent wind softened, as if the breeze was blowing on the face.

"Everyone, I didn't expect that there would be any chance to take action." An elder of the Tianwu Academy laughed loudly.

"This is unexpected, but it's okay." An elder from the Giant Blade Academy smiled, holding a two-meter long spear in his right hand.

"It's just a group of third- and fourth-level monsters." The elder of the Vigorous Blood Academy laughed, his body was boiling with murderous intent.

The elders of the True Sword Academy have a very sharp breath, as if the sword is half-sheathed.

The elders of the genius training camp said nothing, while the elders of the Zhenwu Alliance smiled.

"Prepare to take action, smash the monster formation, and then let the disciples take action."

The monsters below the sixth level are naturally unable to raise the ** of the real martial arts powerhouse, but if they do not make a move, it is still a problem whether the disciples who practice the strength can escape from the Western Wilderness. Even if they can, they will A considerable number of them died as a result.

The army of monsters rushed forward, getting closer and closer. Behind the army of monsters, there were half-human and half-monster warriors from the Black Demon Gate closely following.

"Go!"

An elder shouted sternly, his momentum was earth-shattering.

"kill!"

"Look at my Cang Python Breaking Mountain Style!"

With a single shot, it turned into a huge blue python, lifelike, and rushed forward in an instant, causing an amazing roar and whistling.

"Yuehua Sword Qi!"

An elder of the Zhenjian Academy drew his sword, the sword light shone like a bright moon, slashed fiercely, turned into a ten-meter moon-white sword energy, shot straight out, with an amazing sharpness, nothing could be broken, so Wherever they passed, the ground was cut straight.

"Shaking Mountain Palm!"

A palm was raised, the wind was surging, and the color of the world changed.

Immediately, it condensed in the sky, and a huge palm reaching ten meters appeared, exuding a heavy pressure, like a palm-shaped mountain, slammed down, the momentum was heavy, and the palm print had not completely fallen, the terrible palm pressure. The ground below has been cracked, and a group of monsters are under the pressure of their palms, unable to move directly, and their bodies are paralyzed.

"Jinghong Extermination Knife!"

The terrifying aura spread out from the sword, as if it was about to destroy all life. , Wherever it passed, the ground cracked, and the stones were turned into meters, as if nothing could resist its edge and lore.

(I'll tell you guys, Liu Daojun's gums are inflamed today, it's swollen like fresh meat buns, it's so painful, and I have to go to the doctor for an injection, it's sour and refreshing, indescribable)