Cai Yuanhong was fighting with Lin Aoxiang. Facing this martial arts genius known as Zuowu, he used all his skills, but he still had no choice but to use Lin Aoxiang. No matter what moves he used, he could always be resolved by Lin Aoxiang one by one, and even hit by the nunchaku in Lin Aoxiang's hand from time to time, but his weapon was simply unable to get close to him.

In terms of strength, although I am a little bit bigger than Lin Aoxiang, it is only a little bit more powerful. However, I have no advantage in facing Lin Aoxiang, who is much better than me in martial arts.

Just as he was thinking about what method to deal with Lin Aoxiang, he suddenly felt a murderous intent coming from the left. He couldn't help but glance and saw Ye Xingchen, covered in blood and a vicious face, rushing towards him. Seeing his Tang Dao with blood, and looking at the minced meat hanging on his shoulder, an inexplicable chill came from Cai Yuanhong's heart.

Just when he was distracted, the nunchaku in Lin Aoxiang's hand slammed heavily on Cai Yuanhong's heavenly spirit, making Cai Yuanhong's eyes shine brightly and his head was dazzling. Before he could understand what was coming, Ye Xingchen's figure had arrived. The bloody battle in his hand slashed Cai Yuanhong's neck without any effort, but there was no reason to survive.

"I know you are strong, but you don't have to show off in front of me, okay?" Seeing Ye Xingchen killing this guy who was comparable to him with one sword, Lin Aoxiang couldn't help but feel depressed. He fought for a long time before he found a heavily hole and injured him. He was about to use his unique skills to wipe out his life, but Ye Xingchen easily solved it. How could he not be bored?

However, he also understood that it was not that Ye Xingchen's strength was much higher, it was a completely imposing thing. At this moment, Ye Xingchen was like an invincible god of war. A huge pressure spread out from his body, which could completely achieve the effect of defeating others without fighting.

"War, I haven't seen Lei Tingting's whereabouts. I'm worried that the woman doesn't know what to do!" Ye Xingchen ignored Lin Aoxiang's complaint and spoke directly.

After glanced at the crowd, there was indeed no Lei Tingting's figure. Lin Aoxiang also put away his joking heart, moved his feet horizontally to Zhang Hengji, and smashed the nunchaku in his hand towards Zhang Hengji.

Zhang Hengji had just killed a member of the Xingyao Society and suddenly saw Cai Yuanhong being killed by the other party. However, when Lin Aoxiang and Ye Xingchen were attacking him at the same time, he knew that he was definitely not an opponent. He ignored Lin Aoxiang's roaring nunchaku, and his figure retreated back. But as soon as he took two steps, he felt a pain in his back heart, and then his whole body felt numb. He turned his head involuntarily and saw Luo Yin's somewhat embarrassed face, and he was holding a translucent dagger in his hand...

How did he... come behind him? Why didn't he feel anything? But how could he understand that Luo Yin is the young master of the Hidden Sect, and his skills of hiding aura are comparable to those of ordinary people?

Zhang Hengji, who was unknown, fell down like this. He really didn't expect that he would be killed before he fought with the other party. This was too unfair to die, right?

"It's a good job..." Ye Xingchen gave Luo Yin a thumbs up, Luo Yin smiled faintly, and the three of them killed the others at the same time.

With Ye Xingchen around, those ordinary thunder sect brothers did not dare to step forward at all. This gave the three of them great benefits. In just a few breaths, Xu Long, Wu Danzhou, Wei Zhe, Liu Jingwen and Xu Jinquan died under their swords.

Wang Chuang, Chen Zhanwei, Gong Chen, Huang Weiye, Ye Feng and others saw that their companions were killed one by one, their anger was inflated, but they also understood that the situation was hopeless and if they continued to fight, they would only lose their lives. The few people quickly gathered together and called their subordinates to retreat to the rear.

If it were ordinary fights, Ye Xingchen would definitely not continue to chase after this time. After all, he still understood the principle that the enemy did not pursue him, but this time he had made up his mind to eradicate the power of the Thunder Sect, so how could he let a few people escape?

"Mad Young Master, Ouyang, stop them..." Ye Xingchen shouted, but he also held the blood slash tightly and killed Wang Chuang and others.

"** Ye Xingchen, we have already admitted defeat, what else do you want?" Seeing that Ye Xingchen was chasing him and others again, Wang Chuang couldn't help but curse.

"Die, or surrender..." Ye Xingchen's cold voice came from the air, but he had already swung the machetes of two young masters of Leimen, and his figure rushed to Wang Chuang, Chen Zhanwei, Gong Chen, and Huang Weiye, and his cold eyes shot out a cold light.

"Let us surrender to you boy, go dream..." Wang Chuang and the other two looked at each other, and a farewell expression appeared in their eyes. Since they could not escape, let's fight...

The four of them shouted loudly at the same time, holding machetes in their hands, and rushed towards Ye Xingchen.

Seeing the four people's fight to the death, Ye Xingchen's eyes showed a faint look of admiration.

"Since you have chosen such a life, I will give you my best wishes... Appreciation does not mean that Ye Xingchen will let his opponent go. He held the blood in his hand and was about to shoot out the knife, but Wang Xiaohu, who was still covered in blood, rushed over and smashed the black iron stick in his hand hard at the four people.

The black iron stick weighs hundreds of pounds, but after this smash, it caused a gust of wind. Wang Chuang and others had already realized that they would die. Feeling such pressure, their bodies couldn't help but tremble. After all, the stick hit the body was definitely the result of cracked bones and scattered flesh.

The four of them dared not resist and could only retreat. Zi Feng appeared behind them with the purple moon knife in his hand. Purple sword lights lit up from his hands, as if a curved purple moon was slashing towards the four people.

At the same time, Ouyang Jun, Luo Yin and Lin Aoxiang also appeared around the four people at the same time, and the weapons in their hands greeted the four people one by one. Faced with such a fierce attack, the four people's eyes also showed a look of despair.
Chapter completed!