The righteous path disciples looked at each other in silence.
Now, the strongest person on their side, Song Qingshu, had been taken care of in three moves. On the other hand, there was not only Yan Chen, whose sword techniques were unbelievably fast, but also more than a hundred mountain bandits!
Other than attacking together, there was no other way!
"Kill!"
A slightly older Kun Lun disciple drew his sword first." Let's fight it out with them!”
"Kill!"
Ding Minjun glanced at Zhou Zhiruo from the corner of her eyes before pulling out her sword and shouting.
"Let's attack together and kill this bandit leader first!”
"Capture the leader first!"
"That's right!"
As they shouted in unison, more than a hundred martial arts world disciples swarmed toward Yan Chen like a tide!
"White Mountain Army, listen up!”
Faced with such a commotion, Yan Chen did not dare to be careless. He immediately waved his hand and his sword was already in his hand.
"Today, let me experience the great tricks of a righteous sect!”
With a long laugh, Yan Chen, dressed in white and wielding a long sword, charged straight into the crowd!
Swoosh--
With just one exchange, several disciples had their throats stabbed!
After a while, a few more people died!
For a moment, the hundreds of orthodox disciples could not get close to him. Instead, someone was killed at any time. Everyone's hearts were instantly in chaos.
Yan Chen swung his long sword and slashed the throats of two more people. His white clothes were also stained with some blood.
Suddenly, a bell-like shout from a young girl came from behind him. It was Zhou Zhiruo's sword that was stabbing towards him.
"Didn't your master teach you not to sneak attack from behind?”
Yan Chen smiled slightly. As his sleeves fluttered, he turned around and tapped his sword lightly on her body, dispelling the attack. He reached out and caressed Zhou Zhiruo's warm and soft face.
Delicate and smooth, it could be said that it could be broken with a blow. She was indeed a wonderful beauty!
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned. Her pretty face immediately turned red. She waved her hand and attacked again!
"My master taught me that if I show mercy to evil people, it will harm more lives! You killed so many people today, isn't that enough?”
Yan Chen used this opportunity to kill two more people and block Zhou Zhiruo's sword. He then brushed his left hand on the back of her fair hand without leaving a trace.
He smiled and said," If others don't offend me, I won't offend them. Everything is my own fault. Besides, if you don't show mercy, why should I?”
Zhou Zhiruo's hand was touched again, and she felt even more ashamed and angry. However, she was slightly stunned and felt that this person's words made sense.
This time, it was originally the disciples of their sects who had come to the mountain gate and clamored to kill them.
The other party was just returning a tooth for a tooth, what was wrong with that?
All of this was witnessed by Ding Minjun, who did not dare to step forward and only dared to shout.
She immediately sneered,"Don't hold back?" You've already held back a few times against my beautiful and cute Junior Sister Zhou, right?”
"And you, Zhou Zhiruo. Could it be that you can't bear to lay your hands on him because he's so handsome?!”
"Senior Sister Ding, I didn't..."
When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, she was shocked. She wanted to explain immediately, but she didn't know how to explain herself in a moment of desperation. She could only grit her teeth and continue to charge at Yan Chen.
"What a sharp-tongued nun.”
Yan Chen let out a long laugh and raised his hand to block Zhou Zhiruo's longsword. In the blink of an eye, he was already close to Ding Minjun.
Pa--
A loud slap landed on Ding Minjun's face.
How powerful was his current cultivation?
The left side of Ding Minjun's face immediately swelled up, and she felt a burning pain. When had she ever been treated like this?
Immediately, his face turned red and his eyes were filled with rage. He shouted angrily,"Bastard…"
Pa!
As soon as Ding Minjun spoke, Yan Chen slashed the sword in his hand across the throats of a few people. In a flash, he turned around and slapped the other side of her face.
"I'll make you look more symmetrical!"
"You…"
Ding Minjun was afraid of being beaten up, so she did not dare to scold him again.
He did not expect Yan Chen to charge around and return.
Pa!
Under the watchful eyes of the bandits, the white-robed Young Marshal Yan Chen seemed to be strolling through the crowd of over a hundred Righteous Dao disciples as if he was strolling in a courtyard. The enemy did not even manage to touch the corner of his clothes.
On the contrary, the number of righteous path disciples was continuously decreasing!
Yan Chen killed people with his fast sword while teasing Zhou Zhiruo and giving Ding Minjun a slap.
Such a leisurely posture was simply inconceivable!
Every time Yan Chen killed a person, the mountain bandits would cheer loudly. As for the orthodox disciples, because they had to focus on the enemy, more than a hundred people had no time to fight with the mountain bandits. They did not even dare to breathe loudly.
As time went on, the morale of the soldiers became even weaker!
"Hahaha, Young Marshal's stab was good!”
"Which brother is good at math? How many times had the young commander slapped him just now?”
"This is the fourteenth slap to this bitch!”
"That girl called Zhou Zhiruo has also been touched by the Young Marshal more than ten times!”
"Hahaha... Seeing that you're so beautiful, how about you be the wife of our Young Marshal?”
The White Mountain Army bandits were usually on tenterhooks, afraid that these righteous people would cut off their way out. Now that they could finally hold their heads high, how could they not be excited?
Meanwhile, Zhou Zhiruo's face was getting redder and redder from the teasing. She was still young and had less experience in the martial world. She had already lost her composure after being teased by Yan Chen. It was not right for her to continue attacking or not attacking!
If she attacked, she would not be able to hurt Yan Chen. The other party was still giving in to her everywhere. If she did not fight properly with him, she would be teased when she had nothing to do.
If he didn't make a move, what would these martial arts practitioners, especially those from the Emei Sect, think?
On the other hand, Ding Minjun…
Pa!
Yan Chen's hand was free. He slapped Ding Minjun, who could not escape. Her face was already swollen. She was sent flying.
Ding Minjun's face was so swollen that even her eyes were squeezed into a line. She was originally quite pretty, but after a few slaps, she looked like a swollen face. She fell onto Song Qingshu and wanted to curse, but the pain on her face prevented her from doing so.
Song Qingshu was about to get up and secretly change into a pair of pants to join the battle, but Ding Minjun suddenly pressed him down, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.
In that instant, Yan Chen's white-robed figure closed in and kicked Song Qingshu in the waist. The two of them were sent flying, their mouths full of blood and several teeth falling out.
In just a few minutes, the huge team of more than a hundred people was quickly reduced to dozens of people!
However, these people were unable to hurt Yan Chen at all.
This was the realm of a first-rate expert!
......
"Retreat-"
Finally, when the disciples of the big sects were left with only twenty or so people, Jin Yi of the Emei Sect saw that the situation was hopeless. She made a prompt decision and gave the order to retreat.
Hearing the sound, the remaining twenty over people realized that almost all of their people were dead. They immediately gave up on Yan Chen and rushed out of the forest.
Although the bandits surrounding them had the advantage in numbers, their martial arts were inferior. Under the charge of more than twenty people, they could not stop them at all. The righteous path disciples immediately rushed out to find the horses they had come for.
Song Qingshu and Ding Minjun were also rescued by their fellow disciples.
"Young Marshal, are we going to chase them or not?" Li Tieniu stepped forward and asked Yan Chen.
"No need!"
Yan Chen waved his hand and wiped the blood off the sword." Let the brothers clean up the mess!"”
Although Yan Chen's cultivation had already reached the first-class realm, he had consumed too much energy after fighting for a long time. It was meaningless to continue chasing.
These disciples of the righteous sects must have a lot of pills, silver, martial arts manuals, and so on. It would be a waste not to take them.
At this moment, the system notification suddenly sounded in Yan Chen's mind.
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