Wang Xiang, Zhu Mengwan and Zhang Qi looked at each other without saying anything nonsense, and rushed directly to the more than 50 people opposite.

Seeing Wang Xiang and the other two rushing towards him, more than fifty people from the sect family ignored the rest and directly swung out more than a dozen sword energy.

Wang Xiang and the other two passed through the gaps in the sword energy.

Wang Xiang was the first to take the brunt and slashed into the crowd with a sword.

In an instant, five disciples, three men and two women, surrounded Wang Xiang.

All of these five disciples used swords, and they were elite disciples of major sects and families. With their hands together, their strength should not be underestimated.

Five sword lights and shadows flashed, and Wang Xiang felt that all the sword lights were around him, as if he had entered a vortex composed of sword lights and sword shadows.

Countless sword lights intertwined, but Wang Xiang was not at all panicked.

At the tip of the fingers of the sword finger made by the slender hands, a few tiny airflows suddenly fluctuated. Immediately afterwards, the sword fingers drew a small semicircle as Wang Xiang's body rotated, and the small airflow between the fingers dispersed with the drawn semicircle.

The next moment, the tiny airflow suddenly turned into ripples of air blades, rushing the sword light of the five people in one hand.

The five people did not dare to take action, so they hurriedly stepped back.

Five steps away, after the five people stood up, Wang Xiang's figure disappeared.

The five of them hurriedly looked around, and just as the five of them were busy looking for where Wang Xiang was, a shadow shone from the sky.

The five people noticed something was wrong and looked up.

Wang Xiang was falling from the sky at a very fast speed, and his right hand was pinching his sword finger.

Several small airflows were hovering on the sword pointing in the right hand, like wind gathering on the sword pointing.

Wang Xiangjiao shouted:

"The real ape is the wind!"

The sword finger in the left hand stabbed straight down like a sword, and the wind blade airflow on the sword finger suddenly turned into sharp wind-like training.

Wang Xiang himself took advantage of the small reverse force of his finger downwards to turn over in the air, crossed the five people, and landed ten steps ahead.

The five people below knew Wang Xiang's power and dared not neglect it. It was too late to hide at such a close distance.

The five people were also tacitly in agreement and immediately joined forces to make a move. Five sword energy of different colors rushed to the sky. They were strangled with Wang Xiang's wind-like style.

After the five people attacked with one move, they also quickly left the place.

The moment the five of them left, Wang Xiang immediately blurred his figure.

Almost the moment Wang Xiang disappeared, the youngest of the five men appeared in front of him without any warning.

This palm gradually became clear from transparency, and Wang Xiang's figure also appeared after the palm became clear.

The boy subconsciously stabbed out a sword, but Wang Xiang took a step faster. Before the boy stabbed out a sword, he quickly and sharply hit the boy's chest.

The boy flew out directly and hit a big tree on the side of the road twenty steps away.

The big tree broke down in response, and all the people who did not participate in the fight and watched held their breath, fearing that the young man would be slapped to death by Wang Xiang.

Fortunately, the boy curled up from under the broken tree and climbed out.

The moment the boy crawled out, he shouted and cursed:

"Okay, you yellow-haired girl! You can kill the soldier but not be humiliated. I want to fight you for the best!"

...

Wang Xiang was not only not inferior to five people, but also steadily surpassed the five people.

Beyond Wang Xiang...

Zhu Mengwan, a charming and weak woman who looks infinitely tempting, is fighting alone for fifteen people.

Zhu Mengwan's long needle like a large hairpin in his hand was called Xiren Thorn.

It was specially created by Zhu Mengwan based on his martial arts skills.

Attack

The human thorn is fully utilized in Zhu Mengwan's hands.

Fifteen disciples were in hand, and the sword light was everywhere. With the cooperation of each other, there was almost no room for any gap in the move.

But that's true, there is no way to do it if Zhu Meng is late.

Zhu Mengwan not only practiced martial arts in depth, but also played a great role in the charming skills he practiced by himself.

The male disciple was fascinated almost the moment he saw Zhu Mengwan, and his hands were numb.

If these male disciples had not forced themselves to support them with their internal strength, they would probably have knelt under Zhu Mengwan's smooth legs on the spot.

Once the mind is confused, the moves become empty and manifested.

If you don’t use enough skills to attack a master like Zhu Mengwan, it is basically equivalent to scratching.

Zhu Mengwan used some internal force to protect her whole body, and then shook all the inefficient moves.

In addition to the male disciples, there are five remaining female disciples.

These five female disciples were more or less influenced by Zhu Mengwan's charming skills, although the influence of the male disciples was so small that it was almost impossible to ignore.

But facing a master like Zhu Mengwan who is completely beyond the strength of the younger generation, he may even sue others forever.

The Xiren Thorn in Zhu Mengwan's hand carries a faint pink light and waves a series of light pink streamers.

The light pink streaming light followed Zhu Mengwan's figure and passed through the sword light of the fifteen disciples.

Zhu Meng's uncovered fragrant arms and legs became visible and hidden in the rapid movement of her body.

Fifteen disciples surrounded him several times, but not only did not hurt Zhu Mengwan, but instead, Zhu Mengwan used Xiren stabs to stab the arms of six disciples in a row while moving.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that six disciples were stabbed without exception, all of them were male disciples.

They are all from major sects and families, and no one is a fool. Since they are stabbed, they have the best reason to stay away from fighting and be dead.

"Oh! I'm hit by the right arm! I'm going to treat the wound quickly!"

"A good man doesn't have the same knowledge as a woman! You want to hurt my arm, but I will never kill you! I'll bandage the wound first!"

"What's the point of bullying a weak woman! I deliberately gave you the thorn in my arm, I hope you can do it yourself! I'll deal with the wound first!"

...

The disciples who fought against Zhu Mengwan were very clear and fought, either leaving nothing or accidentally killing them.

In this case, of course, it is best to escape.

When the remaining disciples who were still fighting saw it, they were angry and excited.

Others have made excuses to withdraw, am I fighting here?

No one is a fool!

then,

"Oh! I was also caught!"

"Oh! Pitying and cherishing the jade is a disease! I have to treat it! I'll treat the wound!"

"How can a gentleman behave in front of a woman with a sword and a wound, and you will be injured! Ah! I was injured too, so I have to bandage the wound!"

However, after a while, all the fifteen disciples who fought against Zhu Mengwan, regardless of gender, were injured and bandaged.

In this way, all the four of Wang Chun showed praise.

The people from the sects who came to take revenge looked very bad. Some lowered their heads, some frowned, and some scratched their necks.

No matter what, the disciples finally have no worries about their lives, and this way, the merits are fulfilled.

But the atmosphere is different from Wang Xiang and Zhu Mengwan.

The more than 30 people fighting with Zhang Qi were most sad. Zhang Qi really used his real skills!

The sword in Zhang Qi's hand turned into a fog tornado, following Zhang Qi's body

The method opens and closes, sometimes sweeps across, sometimes chops vertically, and sometimes bursts out and bursts everywhere.

No matter how you drive it, the fog tornado is completely under Zhang Qi's control.

With such skills, you have almost reached the state of being able to do whatever you want and integrating man and sword.

Zhang Qi did not hold back, and the more than 30 disciples who fought with him could not even resist it.

Whether it is body skills or killer moves, more than 30 people can only support Zhang Qi's hands.

After a few rounds, several disciples had been caught by Zhang Qi. A fog tornado swept over and fell to the ground in an instant seriously injured.

The elders of the sect family were anxious at this time. If this continued, the more than 30 disciples would have to be left under Zhang Qi.

In desperation, I couldn't control so much.

The sects and families came to the stage to surround Zhang Qi, but no one was embarrassed by Wang Xiang and Zhu Mengwan.

After all, the elders of the sect and family dare not and do not want things to become completely uncontrollable.

Since the elders of the sect and family have intervened, Wang Chun and the other two naturally would not watch it.
To be continued...