Troubled Times: Added six doors at the beginning, pushing the world horizontally

Chapter 133 Melee, the Demon Cult takes action

Cheng Congwu suddenly stood up to challenge Shen Du, which made everyone around him interested.

Even Zhao Yuanzuo in the attic cast his gaze.

After all, he had the intention of wooing Shen Du in his heart.

Over the years, he has cooperated with the True Martial Sword Sect a lot, otherwise there would not be the True Martial Sword Sect participating in this conference.

But the True Martial Sword Sect, as a powerful sect in the world, would not stand in line easily, and he has never been successful in attracting them.

As the direct descendant of the True Martial Sword Sect, one of the five great sword sects, Cheng Congwu's strength is not weak, but he has always had a grudge about being ranked 21st on the list.

He practiced bitterly in the back mountain of the Zhenwu Sword Sect for two years without taking a single step, in order to become famous all over the world and wash away the shame of being number 21 when he came out of the mountain.

Of course, his move also meant to grab the sword.

After all, they are magic weapons, and there are very few of them in the whole Jianghu.

The Zhenwu Sword Sect has its own magical weapons, but they do not belong to them.

A smile appeared on Shen Du's face, he nodded and said, "Please!"

Cheng Congwu looked directly at Shen Du, with a trace of fighting intent in his eyes.

For opponents, he never underestimates the enemy when fighting.

"Be careful!"

Cheng Congwu suddenly shouted violently, and the long sword was unsheathed, and the situation changed.

The broad-backed giant sword seemed to be nothing in his hand, lifting the weight like light.

With a sword strike, it was as if a mountain collapsed, and a wave of hundreds of feet surged, setting off a vast momentum.

The incomparably astonishing sword intent suddenly struck along with the startled sword light on the ground.

This sword is so rigid and pure that it is invincible.

Sword Qi rolled up a storm.

When the sword was thrust out, everyone in the field looked sideways and looked at Cheng Congwu with surprise.

"Five Qi Chaoyuan!"

"I'm afraid this kid has refined more than one breath, right?"

Above the pavilion, the old man of the Lei family looked down, then at Wei Rong next to him, and said with a smile, "You guys are hiding deep enough."

Wei Rong smiled all over his face, and said lightly: "That's also Congwu fighting for his own strength."

"Congwu has already refined the three qi, and he has realized the inherited magical skills of my True Martial Sword School."

Seeing Cheng Congwu's performance, he also has a bright face.

Today's event, apart from dealing with the Demon Cult, is also for fame.

So that everyone in the world can see that their True Martial Sword Sect has not declined.

Xia Shuyu stared intently at the stage, secretly surprised, and let out a breath slowly.

No wonder Master asked her to come out to walk the rivers and lakes.

If you stay in the villa, you don't know the heroes of the world.

As one of the five great sword sects, Mingjian Villa is undoubtedly looking forward to it, but it was unexpected that the Zhenwu Sword Sect secretly cultivated this person.

Perhaps after the next update of the list, Cheng Congwu will be at the top of the list.

It seems that after going back this time, he has to practice hard.

Her realm is low, but because she has been practicing for a long time and is obsessed with swordsmanship, she neglects the realm of martial arts.

As a born swordsman, she has a unique talent in the way of the sword. For her, any sword technique is easy to grasp.

Xia Shuyu couldn't help looking at Shen Du, wanting to see how he would respond to Cheng Congwu's sword.

Shen Du's expression was indifferent, calm, and there was no panic in his eyes. When Cheng Congwu slashed at him with a sword, Mo Mei instantly came out of her sheath.

The sword that seems to have no front is actually bursting out with terrifying sword energy at this moment.

In the void, countless water vapors in the air condensed little by little, and under the urging of the "Sword Intent", they were suspended in the air and turned into ice cones, like ten thousand swords volleying in the air.

Xia Shuyu frowned slightly, why is this move so familiar?

Shen Du stepped on his foot, leaped up like a swimming dragon, and with the momentum of sweeping thousands of swords, he pointed his sword at Cheng Congwu.

Thousands of ice crystals swept across, terrifying in power!
Cheng Congwu's complexion changed slightly, and the epee in his hand swung suddenly, bursting out with a more majestic sword momentum, and the sword qi shattered the ice crystal.

In the blink of an eye, the two approached, and the two swords collided with each other, making a loud clang sound, and the buzzing sound of the blade shook everyone's eardrums with pain.

A wave of air spread out around the two of them, like a surging river tide.

Cheng Congwu was able to make a giant sword, although he didn't specialize in horizontal kung fu, but his own strength was not weak.

The disciples who can be selected into the True Martial Sword Sect are all born with extraordinary arm strength.

Ordinary people would be shaken away by his sword.

Seeing now that Shen Du not only didn't have half the effort, but was able to handle it with ease, he couldn't help being surprised, and at the same time his fighting spirit was even stronger.

If this person is a person with a vain name, then his challenge is meaningless.

At this time, the crowd could no longer see the figures of the two of them clearly, the sword energy and the cold fog that filled the sky had already enveloped the two of them, and the crowd could only vaguely see two crossed figures passing by.

The sound of the sword pierces through the ears!
Ling Lie's sword energy collided with each other, leaving countless sword marks under the fierce battle on the solid ring.

Everyone's eyes widened, their hearts were horrified, and their eyes were fixed on the field, for fear of missing something.

This kind of combat strength has already surpassed the strength that the Wuqi Dynasty and Yuan warriors should have. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the top three.

The old man of Lei's family stared at the sword in Shen Du's hand, his mind was shocked.

"That's... the sword of the Mo family!?"

As a member of the thirteen families of Jianghu, he also knows something about the Mohists.

It's just that the Mo family has been hiding from the world for a long time, and why did their sword come into this person's hands?

Could it be that this son is a disciple of the Mohist family traveling abroad?

If it is a member of the Mohist family, then this strength can be explained.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the field, pulling back his thoughts.

On the ring, Cheng Congwu withdrew from the cold mist, with the epee in front of him.

At this moment, Shen Du's figure disappeared in the same place in an instant, and he jumped up holding the sword, like a spiral, attacking and killing with a sword.

"Ding Ding!"

The ice crystals and sword energy collided with Cheng Congwu's epee in front of him.

Cheng Congwu's face was solemn, his sword hand trembled slightly, and he cursed inwardly.

What's up with this guy?
A sword player with such great strength directly shook him away.

Could it be that he has also specialized in horizontal kung fu?
Cheng Congwu took a deep breath, and suddenly let out a stern shout, and the true energy in his whole body poured into the epee.

"Minute!"

Around him, the thick stellar energy mixed with the sword intent, condensing six identical heavy swords.

"rise!"

The six swords flew together and leaped high into the sky, like a storm sweeping through, falling on Shen Du's body with the force of thunder, and the sword energy swayed out, evolving into thousands.

——Zhenwu Seven-section Sword!

This is a swordsmanship, but also a formation. It was originally a formation of multiple people attacking together, but it has evolved into a sword formation under the changes of the ancestors of the Zhenwu Sword Sect.

If it can be practiced to perfection, one person can exert seven people, which is equivalent to seven times the strength.

Cheng Congwu stepped forward suddenly, instead of retreating, he held his sword to meet Shen Du.

The long sword vibrated, and a rhythm burst out. The seven swords seemed to be integrated into one, containing terrifying power.

Being in this sword array, the whole body's strength seemed to be drawn away, and the sword energy pouring into it was even more shattered.

Shen Du's expression froze, and he was secretly startled.

It seems that it is very difficult to defeat this person simply by using swordsmanship.

He was not good at swordsmanship at all, and when he left, he only temporarily learned the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen.

"promote!"

[Shenmen Thirteen Swords Completed! 】

【Killing point-20000】

【Dragon Seven Forms Dacheng】

【Killing point-10000】

In an instant, countless perceptions of swords flooded into my mind.

Any kind of martial arts, after practiced to a perfect level, will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Suddenly, a strong zhenqi erupted from Shen Du's body, and he raised his hand and slapped out another palm - Qidu Qijue's sad palm.

"boom!!"

Cheng Congwu's sword array made a loud noise, and an incoming epee was swung away on the spot.

A golden glow appeared on Shen Du's whole body, and a faint blue air flow appeared outside his body.

If he wasn't afraid of revealing his identity, he wouldn't be in such trouble.

At this moment, a shocking sword energy erupted from above the ink eyebrows, and Shen Du slashed out thirteen swords one after another, one stronger than the other.

With the superposition of the thirteen swords, the power increased dramatically!

Sword marks ten feet long were left on the ground outside the arena, and ice was everywhere.

Sen Han's sword energy swept across the audience, and even people who were a hundred meters away from the ring felt the bone-chilling chill.

Everyone outside the stage was shocked. Is this really the destructive power that a martial artist in the Five Qi Chaoyuan Realm can cause?

For this competition, the arena here has been specially reinforced.

monster!

"puff!"

Cheng Congwu was forced to back up, spitting blood, and a thick layer of frost formed on his arms.

At this moment, among the chaotic crowd, several figures suddenly soared into the sky, bursting out with a terrifying aura.

Before everyone had time to react, they were stunned by the momentum.

"Go!"

There was a shout from the crowd, and several masked figures in black robes rushed towards the ring again.

They didn't go to snatch the magic weapon, but... to snatch people!
Fu Wang's action made all the members of the Demon Cult helpless.

Under such circumstances, it is undoubtedly even more difficult to grab the magic weapon.

And robbing people is much easier.

Their purpose is simple, to rob people to create chaos, and then exchange with Fu Wang.

At this critical moment in the battle between the honest and righteous sides, everyone's minds are attracted by the figure on the ring, which is undoubtedly the best time.

At the same time, screams suddenly came from the crowd.

Many members of the Demon Cult who had hidden their identities suddenly began to attack and kill the people in the Jianghu around them.

Zhao Yuanzuo's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Presumptuous!"

With an angry shout, many palace guards suddenly appeared around the villa, among them were the Zhenwu Sword Sect and members of the Lei family.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Wei Rong's eyes, he pulled out his heavy sword behind him, stepped out with one step, and his figure soared into the sky, pointing directly at a black robed figure in the distance.

"Damn devil cult thieves!"

"Today I will call you back and forth!"

He purposely waited here just to wait for these monsters from the Demon Cult.

boom--

Wei Rong danced wildly with the huge sword in his hand as if he had danced a mountain, and a piece of air blasted away.

The black-robed figure was forced back by a sword, and a member of the Demon Cult was torn in half by the sword energy, but several people still fell onto the ring.

A figure in black robes landed on the ring where Shen Du and the two were, raised his hand and grabbed them, a terrifying suction erupted from the palm of his hand.

Shen Du used the Seven Heavenly Dragon Styles to avoid the capture in an instant, and then cut out with a sword.

Muscles and bones roar together, dragons sing and tigers howl!
Cheng Congwu yelled angrily, then swung the sword in his hand, and slashed at the man in black.

The man in black sneered and said, "You can't control yourself!"

With a wave of the palm, the gloomy power of the palm swept across in an instant, and the entire sky seemed to be shrouded in black mist.

In an instant, the sword energy shattered, the gloomy palm force continued unabated, and the man in black dodged to attack Cheng Congwu.

Just as the well-known decent families of the Jianghu hate the Demon Cult, the members of the Demon Cult also have a poor sense of Jianghu decent.

With the sword of lightning and flint, Shen Du's figure appeared beside Cheng Congwu, a golden light flashed all over his body, and he struck out with a fierce palm.

Bang!
When the two palms intersected, Shen Dumeng spit out blood, and retreated quickly with the force of the shock.

The man in black frowned slightly, and only felt a strange palm force penetrate into his body, which made him have an extremely strange feeling, the true energy in his body was disordered, and there was a sense of discomfort in his heart, liver and intestines.

"What kind of palm law is this?"

The man in black was about to give chase, when suddenly a powerful palm struck from a distance, accompanied by a black shadow.

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion on the spot.

The man in black was blown away, and the black robe he was wearing was shattered, revealing half of his bloody face.

The old man of the Lei family said coldly: "You guys are really going back as you live."

"Shooting at a few juniors!"

Half of the face of the man in black was blown to pieces, he stared at the old man of the Lei family with killing intent on his face, and said sharply, "Midget your own business!"

"court death!"

In an instant, the two were fighting together.

The whole scene was extremely chaotic, with constant screams and wailing.

Shen Du coughed out a mouthful of blood, left Cheng Congwu behind, jumped onto the stage without any hesitation, and snatched the Yitian Sword.

Cheng Congwu looked confused.

At this time, are you still in the mood to grab the magic weapon?

If Shen Du didn't snatch the Yitian Sword, but the Full Moon Scimitar, he would doubt his identity.

But he didn't say much, after all, Shen Du saved his life just now.

Shen Du put away the Yitian Sword, and then looked towards the field.

The entire Shuiyue Villa was completely in chaos at this moment, and people from both sides fought together.

Because the members of the Devil's Cult mixed into the crowd and hid their identities, the sudden attack also made everyone vigilant, and now the companions around them all looked like members of the Devil's Cult.

"Damn demonic demon!"

Cheng Congwu also saw the scene in the field, his face was ugly, he cursed angrily, took out a elixir and took it.

In the blink of an eye, his complexion became rosy, and most of his lack of true energy recovered.

Shen Du narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the attic in the distance.

That "Duanyue Hand" Guo Ming showed extremely impressive strength. With a simple palm shot, it aroused the surrounding air to make an ear-splitting explosion sound, and even aroused the vitality of the surrounding world to howl, exuding a vast explosion. The power of heaven and earth.

Heaven and man are one!

This is undoubtedly a method only available to masters above the Harmony of Heaven and Man Realm.

Even with one against three, they are still not at a disadvantage.

A trace of envy flashed in Cheng Congwu's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know when I will reach this level."

"There are so many masters under the command of King Fu."

In addition to Guo Ming, the "Duanyue Shou", there are also two guest ministers recruited by King Fu.

Although the two are not as good as Guo Ming, they are also masters of gathering three flowers together, and there are many warriors with five qi and dynasties around them.

All the masters of the Devil's Cult were stopped.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed from the crowd, at an extremely fast speed, and went straight to the Yitian sword in Shen Du's hand.

The timing of the shot was chosen incomparably ingeniously, obviously it was planned for a long time.

Almost at the same time, there were several figures heading towards the other rings, heading straight for the divine soldiers on the stage.

There seemed to be a flash of lightning under the foot of the person who came, leaving an elongated afterimage.

"court death!"

Shen Du's face turned cold, a trace of undisguised killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed straight with the sword sideways.

The sharp sword energy roared past!

The moment the visitor avoided the sword energy, Shen Du raised his palm and pressed the visitor's chest.

boom--

A powerful and heavy palm landed on the chest of the incoming person like an invincible one, and the ice zhenqi exploded instantly, sending the incoming person flying away.

Shen Du looked at the fleeing figure coldly, and did not pursue him.

"Thief, dare you!"

"Protect the king!"

Suddenly, a shout of shock and anger came from a distance.

I saw several black-clothed and masked figures going straight to the tall building, holding swords and killing Fu Wang Zhao Yuanzuo.

Previously, several times of raids and killings and robbing of the divine soldiers made most of the guards guarding King Fu's side transferred away.

Those black-clothed figures were extremely powerful, and they cooperated incomparably tacitly. They killed all the guards around Zhao Yuanzuo in just one encounter.

Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes were dark, and he seemed to be frightened, but there was not much fear in his eyes, and he quietly clenched his hands behind his back.

At this moment, a ray of sword light suddenly came from the west, stopping in front of several masked figures like lightning.

Zhao Yuanzuo let go of the hand behind him.

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and a human head shot up into the sky.

"Clang!"

Accompanied by the sound of a long cry of golden spears, the ink eyebrows in Shen Du's hand swung the swords in the hands of several people, and then the sword turned around and rushed forward, the thick ink-like sword light streaked across, and the two men in black A sword mark suddenly appeared on the neck.

Seeing this scene, the remaining one quickly retreated and fled towards the crowd.

Want to run?

Shen Du sneered, raised his hand and pointed with a sword.

It looks like a sword qi, but it actually uses a yang finger technique.

"Oh!"

The man in black's legs exploded, and a cloud of blood burst out.

Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Shen Du with some surprise.

"withdraw!"

A cold shout resounded through the villa.

The members of the Demon Cult who were fighting took out a ball from their arms and threw it on the ground.

All of a sudden there was smoke.

The one who was fighting with Wei Rong sneered, turned around and left.

Wei Rong just wanted to pursue him, but a terrifying arrow came from behind him, which seemed to have the power to split mountains and rocks.

On this arrow, there is even more power of heaven and earth.

Wei Rong's expression changed slightly, he swung his sword and slashed at the attacking arrow, sparks burst out all over the place, and the huge force carried by the arrow forced him to take several steps back.

Several masters in the realm of harmony between man and nature wanted to leave, unless they fought with their lives, it would be difficult to stay.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Wei Rong's eyes, and he could only watch helplessly as everyone from the Demon Cult evacuated.

Before they had time to escape, some scattered members of the Devil's Cult were captured by the guards of the palace and wiped out all of them stubbornly.

It's just that the round moon scimitar has disappeared.

Guo Ming walked quickly to Zhao Yuanzuo, knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord, this subordinate is incompetent, please punish me."

"Get up."

Zhao Yuanzuo patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I can't blame you for this."

The few people who attacked him just now did not seem to be members of the Devil's Cult.

The purpose of the demon sect is the full moon scimitar, and assassinating themselves will not do them any good, but it will arouse the anger of Qianguo.

(End of this chapter)