The five Sect Leaders of the three sects on the second floor were all top experts with profound power and outstanding martial arts skills. It was hard to imagine that five of them would attack one person at the same time.
But at that moment, that scenario became reality.
Shang Fei had left Lin Chang's side and moved to the roof next to him. He was facing off against Miao Shaoqing and Su Tang.
On Lin Chang's side, there was the sound of wind and thunder, and the shadows of swords and palms appeared. Five incomparably swift silhouettes had already circled around him and started to fight.
The five leaders were either as graceful as a swan or as powerful as a swimming dragon. Their teamwork was quite good as well. They looked after each other when they attacked and when they retreated. Therefore, experts were indeed experts. After a few short exchanges, they were able to understand each other's fighting style.
Theoretically speaking, even if the person had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to hold on for long if he was surrounded by five of them. But the scary thing was … the one who had the upper hand was Lin Chang, who was surrounded.
In his left hand, Breaking Snow was as cold as frost. In his right hand, the Nameless Blade was as fast as lightning, sharp and vicious.
Lin Chang's left and right hands were using two different sword styles, and they were Ye Cheng's' Ye Family Sword Style 'and Xie San's' Nameless Quick Blade '.
This magnificent feat made the five Sect Leaders and the Wulin people who were watching the battle on the street all dumbfounded.
Left and Right Mutual Combat was a legendary martial art in this world. According to legend, there was a heroine who could use both Quanzhen Sword Style and Pure Heart Sword Style at the same time. In the eyes of this group of people, this was already an impossible Divine Skill.
But the scene before them was even more shocking. The two sword styles that the heroine was using were at least learned by her. And the two sword styles that Lin Chang was using were skills that he could not have learned.
Then, there was only one explanation …
"Small Formless Skill?" In the crowd, it was Mu Rong Yin who saw through it, and she gasped.
"What? Formless? "" What kind of kung fu is that? "" I've never heard of it. "Obviously, even the experienced martial artists had not heard of this kind of kung fu.
"Small Formless Skill is a Taoist skill. It focuses on calmness and tranquility. When it was activated, it had no form and no trace could be found. Those who possess this skill, as long as they know the moves of other martial arts, rely on the incomparable power of the Lesser Formless Skill, they can imitate other people's ultimate skills, and even surpass them … "Mu Rong Yin was quite dedicated to her role as an NPC commentator.
However, her words only caused the crowd to panic even more …
"Hahaha …" Even though Lin Chang was quite far away from Mu Rong Yin, he could hear every single word that came from the other side. He laughed loudly when he heard what Mu Rong Yin said. The two swords in his hands drew a semicircle in the air, and with a burst of Sword Qi, he easily forced the five people around him back.
"Your guess is reliable, but unfortunately, it's wrong …" Lin Changyan said, "My skill is a hundred times stronger than the Minor Phaseless Method!" Before his voice fell, his figure moved, and in an instant, he was in front of Song Kuan, the head of Renwu Sect.
Lin Chang tossed the Nameless Sword into the air, raised his right hand, and slammed it toward Song Kuan's abdomen with a powerful strike of Stellar Energy.
"You want to take us down one by one …" Song Kuan did not dodge. His body was filled with dense internal energy, and he was the best at borrowing force to counter force. Therefore, he was very confident that he could take Lin Chang's attack and counter it. "Humph … You asked for it. Turn the force into the force, and return it back to yourself. Four ounces to one thousand catties!"
After a breath, with a bang, a horrifying scene appeared.
Song Kuan's upper body was smashed into a bloody mist … This head of Renwu Sect, who was fully prepared and confidently channeling his Qi for a skill, was killed by a palm strike.
When Song Kuan's body parts below his waist rolled off the roof, Lin Chang calmly reached out and caught the Nameless Sword that was falling from the air.
"Not a bad idea, but first … you have to have four ounces," Lin Chang said with a smile. "Second, my skill cannot be heavier than one thousand catties."
The crowd was stunned. Only one person burst out laughing after hearing his words.
Clap, clap, clap, clap … That person even clapped for Lin Chang.
"Good, very good. As expected of the Formless and Void Technique. Impressive." Feng Bujue emerged from the crowd. Or rather, the people around him moved away from him …
"Oh? It's you … "When Lin Chang saw Feng Bujue, his expression shifted slightly." Master Feng is indeed extraordinary. Someone who doesn't even have the common knowledge of kung fu managed to name the kung fu that I practice, "he said darkly." People like you … the fewer of them there are in this world, the better. "
"Yes … someone like me …" Feng Bujue answered calmly. "Since I am different from the rest, I have to die!"
"Hahahaha …"
"Hahahaha!"
The two of them looked at each other and laughed as if there was no one else around.
"Good! Lin Chang, you're the only true hero in this so-called Jianghu, Big Brother Lin. "
"The one who knows me best is Feng Bujue. In this world, I only know you, Big Brother Feng. You're the only one who truly lives a free and easy life. "
After saying that, the two of them laughed again. Lin Chang had a demonic aura around him. He was ferocious and frightening. Big Brother Bujue was crazy and unpredictable.
Regardless of their abilities, in terms of aura, the two of them were not in the same dimension as the others …
"Feng! Do you want to join Lin Chang and become a lackey of the imperial court? "Gong Sun Li suddenly shouted from the crowd. This guy was indeed very cunning. He found an opportunity to kill Lin Chang.
"I understand now. Broken Sword Chahitsu is a spy sent by the imperial court!" Si Yanran's reaction was not slow. She immediately filled in the gaps and slandered Lin Chang.
"Huh?" Feng Bujue turned around. "Hehe … Do you think the two of you have the right to speak in this kind of situation?"
At that moment, there was no one standing around Feng Bujue. Gong Sun Li and Si Yanran leaped to stand before him. They formed a triangular formation and looked like they were about to fight.
Gong Sun Li wanted to strike while the iron was hot. He was ready to incite the crowd to kill Feng Bujue. "Hmph! You can't deny it anymore. There are so many Jianghu people here today. You just want to … "
"There are so many Jianghu people here. Why are the two of you in such a hurry to jump out?" Feng Bujue interrupted. "Are you feeling guilty, or do you have sh * t on you?" As he spoke, he had already taken out his submachine gun from his bag.
From Gong Sun Li and Si Yanran's point of view, Feng Bujue had only waved his hand in front of his chest, and an exquisite looking object appeared in his hand. It did not look like a weapon at all, so they wondered what it was for.
They would never be able to guess the answer to that question because Feng Bujue pulled the trigger without hesitation and killed both of them.
The second-in-command of Thousand Dawn Spire and his wife had become two corpses in the blink of an eye. The wounds on their bodies were only a few charred holes, but blood was gushing out from those holes. The corpses were still twitching eerily on the ground.
"Gong Sun Qian! Your wife had an affair with Wang Ao. Two nights ago, she killed him to silence him. I saw it, so she and Gong Sun Li destroyed the corpses and escaped. They wanted to frame me. The next day, I beat them at their own game. I made up a story about how I killed Wang Ao, so they couldn't do anything about it. " After killing the man, Feng Bujue immediately roared at Gong Sun Qian, who was standing on the roof in shock. "It's up to you whether you want to believe me or not. After tonight, if you are still alive and want to seek revenge, I will gladly oblige."
After pausing for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Now! You, all of you! If you want to leave this place alive, get out of my way. Lin Chang is not someone you can deal with. "He rolled up his sleeves, looking eager." Let the professionals … "
"Ah!" Gong Sun Qian suddenly screamed. This Spire Master's reaction time was a little slow. When Feng Bujue finished the second paragraph, his mind had just digested the first paragraph. Then, he chose not to believe it. Instead, he was furious. "Feng Bujue! You killed my junior brother and tarnished my wife's reputation! Give me your life! "
In the blink of an eye, Gong Sun Qian gathered his anger and channeled the Thousand Dawn Sutra to its peak. He descended from the sky and punched out with both fists, aiming for Feng Bujue's face. At this moment, Gong Sun Qian had lost his mind. This attack was not about strategy, and he did not leave any room for retreat. He used all of his power, swearing to smash Feng Bujue into meat paste.
"Sigh … An ignorant man who doesn't know the big picture." A soft voice sighed.
When the voice arrived, the person arrived as well. A white shadow flashed out from the entrance of Chang Lin Inn. He approached like a ghost. His speed was impossibly fast. Even Lin Chang was shocked.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Bujue was dragged away by the white shadow. Gong Sun Qian's fists landed in the air, and almost at the same time, someone pushed him lightly from behind with a hidden force. This push was ingenious. It borrowed Gong Sun Qian's own strength, so he was unable to stop, and he crashed into the ground.
Gong Sun Qian could only clench his fists to support himself. He flipped in midair for a few rounds before he managed to regain his balance. Even though he looked fine on the surface, he was actually heavily injured internally.
The white shadow's kung fu was obviously more powerful than the Thousand Dawn Spire's master. In that brief exchange, Gong Sun Qian had lost half of his combat ability.
"It's him!" "How is this possible …" "Who is he?"
Amidst the commotion, the manager of Chang Lin Inn appeared.
Feng Bujue cupped his fists and said to the shopkeeper with a fawning expression, "The shopkeeper is mighty. I, Feng Bujue, am impressed."
"Humph …" The shopkeeper snorted, "That thing in your hand is really powerful. If he didn't guard against it, I'm afraid that Hero Lin would have fallen into your trap."
"No, no, no." Feng Bujue smiled. He raised his gun and fired at Lin Chang's direction. Ji Tong, Fa Ming, and Zhong Lian were so shocked that they jumped away from the roof.
Lin Chang, on the other hand, stood there motionless. A black wall of air bloomed around him, deflecting all the bullets from the submachine gun.
"Even if he was not prepared, the Faceless Demon Heart in his body would have blocked such a fatal attack," Feng Bujue explained calmly.
At this moment, the onlookers were stunned again and again. In the minds of those Wulin people, there were basically two questions: First, this is actually a fight between immortals, right? Two, is this an illusion caused by the collision of air, or am I drunk?
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