In order to complete the quest given by the heir of Prince Dingnan, he had to kill Jiang Feng.
Wei Wuya personally led the remaining experts and disciples of the Twelve Star Forms and sneaked into Mount Hua.
They were lying in ambush at the foot of Taiqing Peak, waiting for a suitable opportunity.
And now, Jiang Feng was climbing the mountain and fighting against Linghu Chong's Sword Qi.
It was the best time to attack!
"Kill them!"
An order was given.
The members of the Toothless Sect who were hiding in the forest flew out almost at the same time.
The black shadows were like arrows.
The sharp daggers were shining with a cold poisonous light as they stabbed at Jiang Feng from different directions.
These people were all true death warriors.
He was prepared to die.
He abandoned all his defenses and charged out, closing in on Jiang Feng as fast as he could, just to kill him in one strike!
"What's going on?"
"Who are those people?"
Everyone's expression changed drastically when they saw this.
They were all looking forward to a fierce battle between Jiang Feng and Linghu.
Who knew that a group of mysterious assassins would appear out of nowhere?
This sudden assassination had indeed exceeded everyone's expectations.
Huang Rong, who was in the pavilion, saw this and her face turned pale.
At this moment, Jiang Feng was fighting against Linghu Chong's Sword Qi with all his might.
If he was suddenly attacked, he would definitely suffer a huge loss.
She wanted to help, but the distance was too far. It was too late.
At this moment, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng had already returned from the distant mountain.
He looked at the situation on the mountain path and could not help but frown.
"Jiang Feng, this kid, he really has a lot of trouble on him! Don't fail in this ditch."
As he pondered, he turned to Ouyang Feng and shouted,""Old poisonous creature, why don't we fight later?”
"You want to free your hands to help that kid?" Ouyang Feng sneered. Haha, I won't let you have your way!"
As he spoke, his mouth swelled.
It let out a croak and pounced forward.
Seeing this, Hong Qigong could only curse in his heart and receive it with a palm.
……
On the mountain path.
Jiang Feng did not stop.
In his eyes, there was only the figure standing at the top of the mountain.
That was his goal for this trip.
It was also the first mountain he was about to cross.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
In his eyes, those killers who suddenly rushed out were just dust floating by.
It couldn't cover his eyes.
It could not stop his footsteps.
He raised his head, his smile as bright as the spring sun.
"I have a pearl…"
He was like a poet wandering in the mountains and forests. He felt something in his heart and raised his brush to write a beautiful poem.
The sword in his hand was his brush.
With a slight shake, he waved his brush and splashed ink, exploding out tens of thousands of sword lights.
The Toothless Sect disciples who had charged out all froze. Sword Qi shot out of their bodies and fell like dust.
Jiang Feng stepped forward.
Behind him, there were only bloodstains and corpses everywhere.
"Jiang Feng, die!"
Almost at the same time as the assassins in black fell.
Eight terrifying Innate True Kang burst out at the same time.
Eight figures flew out.
They were all different in height and weight.
But their goal was the same.
The eight killer moves attacked him almost at the same time!
Eight Xiantian experts attacked at the same time.
When everyone present saw this scene, their expressions could not help but change drastically.
No one present had the confidence to resist such a fierce killing move.
However, Jiang Feng's expression remained unchanged.
He continued to step forward.
Singing his poems, waving his sword.
Who cared about the dancing demons in the world?
"... I've been locked up by Chen Lao for a long time..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light rose.
The eight innate energies were instantly cut apart like pieces of paper.
Hot blood spilled like rain.
Jiang Feng strode forward, and the eight corpses fell to the ground.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Poisonous arrows flew out from the darkness.
Immediately after, a sharp howl that made one's scalp tingle sounded.
Black innate energy spread out and instantly enveloped the entire forest, turning it into a living hell.
Demons and monsters.
The phantom of the evil ghost floated around.
A short figure flew out. His body was covered in a ghostly aura. His five fingers were spread out like the claws of a ghost.
Wei Wuya, the head of the Twelve Astrology, had personally made a move.
"Netherspirit's Claw! Eighteen Hell Kills!"
Jiang Feng looked up and laughed lightly."…Today is the day of light…"
He raised his hand and the sword fell.
The Innate True Kang transformed into lightning.
Ssss!
He would shatter hell and destroy all demons and monsters.
The Sword Qi exploded.
It was as if lightning had struck his head.
"How…is this possible…"
Wei Wuya's short body was still in the air when it was cut open by this terrifying sword. Thunder rolled and he turned into charcoal.
At this point, the Twelve Star Forms had become history.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain was stunned.
Jiang Feng did not stop there.
Along the way, he had killed more than ten people and exterminated Connate Cultivators.
The aura on his body had already accumulated to a peak.
At this moment, he finally stepped onto Taiqing Peak.
When Linghu Chong saw Jiang Feng walking over, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
It fiercely impacted his Sword Heart.
He gripped the iron sword in his hand tightly and hurriedly activated the sword scripture to adjust his condition to the peak.
But for some reason, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
"Come!"
He roared loudly to dispel the fear in his heart.
He stabbed out with his sword.
The essence of Nine Beyond the Swords was contained in this sword.
360 extreme transformations.
It broke through the mysteries of all the moves in the world.
All of them entered this sword.
However, his sword stopped halfway.
Because Jiang Feng's Sword Qi had already cut through the sky.
It was as if he had just appeared.
Lightning flashed.
A small crack appeared on the sword in Ling Huchong's hand, which grew bigger and bigger. With a crack, it finally exploded into pieces.
He stared blankly at the sword hilt in his hand.
The sword had yet to pierce out.
He had already lost.
Jiang Feng walked over and passed by him.
The sword returned to its sheath.
He raised his head and a smile bloomed on his face, ending his poem.
"... Shining through mountains and rivers..."
The fifth chapter.
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