Invincible, I didn't mean it

Yang Chongxin's figure flashed in the field, like a ghost, suddenly moving from east to west, and from north to south in a moment. The purple gold stick in his hand shot out like a fierce tiger, and swept like a dragon. His shots were sure to hit, and he never returned empty-handed.

Seeing the colleagues on the edge of the team falling off their horses one by one with screams, the sound of broken muscles and bones could be heard, like the sound of soul chasing bells. Everyone in the remaining Qingyu Guards was frightened and reined in their horses and squeezed inside, leaving the already chaotic people. The herring guard's formation is even more disorganized, and they can only be beaten passively, without the ability to fight back!

A cavalry team of several hundred people was surrounded by Yang Chongxin alone!

When the leader of the Qingyu Guard saw his men running around like headless flies and slaughtering chickens like sheep, he shouted loudly:

"Dismount, dismount, all dismount!"

"Team up with three people to deal with him, don't be impatient... ah……"

Just as the leader was about to instruct his men to change their strategy and regroup, his head was smashed by a flying hammer, and he was shaken and fell off his horse!

Yang Chongxin casually killed the leader of the Qingyu Guards who had no cover and was giving orders loudly. He felt speechless:

"You are giving orders there in a big way, do you think you are playing games?"

Glancing contemptuously at the leader of the herring guard whose head he had shot, Yang Chongxin saw that everyone had dismounted and hid among the horses, and his harvesting efficiency was greatly affected.

Yang Chongxin slowly slowed down his movements, pretending to be exhausted. , the purple gold stick was soft when swung, without the invincible power just now. Seeing this situation, the bold Qingyu guards gradually began to fight back. The tentative attacks were blocked by Yang Chongxin one by one, but he also kept retreating, fighting and retreating. Slowly moving away from the horses, seemingly trying to escape

"Brothers, he is dying, don't let him escape, kill him together, the family will be rewarded heavily!"

The desire of several Qingyu Guards who were eager to serve outweighed their fear, and they rushed out to surround Yang Chongxin and attack crazily. The remaining Qingyu Guards discovered that the man who first rushed out of the team to besiege Yang Chongxin was not only safe and sound, but also became more courageous as he fought, and surrounded Yang Chongxin tightly. In the middle.

The credit is right in front of you. Who doesn't want to take a share of the pie? All the herring guards rushed out excitedly and pounced on Yang Chongxin.

However, after a fierce battle, when one of the herring guards found that there were fewer and fewer companions around them, they finally Sensing that something is wrong!

The Zhen family's herring guards are just the family's private army, not a regular army. They usually dominate and fight smoothly, but now with death approaching and victory hopeless, they just want to escape! The remaining herrings The guards had no intention of fighting to the death. They shouted and fled. However, turning around and running for their lives in front of Yang Chongxin would only make them die faster!

They followed closely, and they were called one by one. Soon they attacked and all the Qingyu guards were wiped out!

Yang Chongxin called it a day. , just as he was about to drag his stick away, a voice came:

"You are indeed a god of refining, even three hundred herring guards can't keep you, but how much strength do you still have?"

Before he finished speaking, four figures flew to Yang Chongxin and surrounded him.

All four of them were wearing short green robes, with stern faces and empty hands. They looked very old, but their tall and tall bodies did not look old at all. His eyes are like lightning, looking around in all directions

"Zhen Xiatou, the old man of the Zhen family"

"Zhen Luren, the old man of the Zhen family"

"The Zhen family worships Jia Yinghao"

"The Zhen family worships Shi Jintian"

"Please join us on the journey!"

When Yang Chongxin saw this, he teased:

"Do you old oriole and your hundreds of herring guards know that they are just cannon fodder for consumption?"

Zhen Xiatou snorted coldly and said expressionlessly:

"Hum, it is their honor to be loyal to the family, so stop talking nonsense and get started!"

The eyes of the four old men were full of the condescension of the big family towards the common people. They seemed to disdain to talk to Yang Chongxin. Even though they knew that Yang Chongxin was also a god, they did not take him seriously and set up a formation to attack.

These people I don't know whether it was due to practicing the art of combined attack or the tacit understanding formed by long-term relationship. Although he showed contempt for Yang Chongxin, he did not rush forward in a swarm. He found an opening to escape from the encirclement.

This encirclement and strangulation was very methodical, and could maximize his own protection and reduce risks.

Seeing this, Yang Chongxin couldn't help but secretly praise him. He was worthy of being a god-refining warrior from an established family. Not only were they all proficient in martial arts, And they cooperated perfectly with each other, and the routines were very deep!

As a technical scumbag, Yang Chongxin had no other way to deal with such a formation. He just broke through the ten battles with one force, burst out at full speed, picked up the stick and ran rampant.

Several times the weapons collided, and the opponent was eaten. It's a big loss, but that's it.

Everyone is a god of refinement. Even if Yang Chongxin is a lot stronger, it is impossible for the opponent to not be able to receive even one blow if he is prepared.

"There was a sound of"ping ping ping ping ping", several people were jumping around like walking through flowers and bamboos, and occasionally their weapons collided with each other. In the lightning flash, several people had already fought for several times. The four members of the Zhen family failed to capture Yang Chongxin, and Yang Chongxin could not escape. The encirclement.

The battle stalled for a while, but fierce fighting started again. The four Zhen family members had discovered that Yang Chongxin had no martial arts skills at all, but he was extremely fast and powerful. He actually fought with only his super strong body.

Several old men looked at each other and thought. He was surprised. Although he didn’t know why the other party didn’t use martial arts, he started to roam around in an unusually tacit understanding and no longer faced Yang Chongxin head-on.

As Yang Chongxin’s powerful and terrifying attacks failed again and again, the four elders of the Zhen family became more skillful and skillful. He was so comfortable that he even had time to speak, trying to disturb Yang Chongxin's mentality:

"The god-refining warriors don't know any martial arts, so they are either idiots or pariahs!"

"You are so stupid to dare to provoke the noble family!"

"Do you think that if you become a god, you will be invincible? I'm going to capture you, cut off your limbs, and make them into human pigs. How can you still be so arrogant? When the time comes, it will be placed in front of the Zhen Mansion to let the world know the consequences of provoking the Zhen family!"

Yang Chongxin's offensive was frustrated and he was unable to make any achievements. He was not in a hurry and kept swinging the purple stick tirelessly with all his strength.

It was rare to encounter an evenly matched opponent. Yang Chongxin played happily and observed the opponent's movements with great interest. He hoped that You can learn from the fighting experience of the masters.

But when a few people on the opposite side got the upper hand, they kept shouting and taunting each other, which made Yang Chongxin lose the desire to continue the fight.

"A few old guys chatter endlessly and are very proud of themselves. Do they think they have won?"

"Come and experience true horror!"

Yang Chongxin swept across with all his strength, forced several people away, left a word, disappeared into the dark world, picked up the"big sword" and switched to assassin mode.

Yang Chongxin, who was surrounded in the middle, suddenly disappeared, leaving several old men looking at each other in shock.

"Big brother……"

Zhen Luren turned to look at Zhen Xiato, and just as he was about to ask, a sharp blade suddenly flashed next to his ear, with a dark luster like an electric shock.

"Lu Ren, be careful……"

"old man……"

Several people quickly warned, but it was too late. Zhen Luren was alert and wanted to avoid it. With a"poof", his head was pierced and he fell to the ground dead.

The shadow of the sword disappeared, throwing away drops of blood. The remaining elders of the Zhen family were shocked and angry, but had no intention of talking. They picked up their weapons and scanned the surroundings attentively, guarding against possible attacks.

After Yang Chongxin was about to kill him, he didn't want to be verbose. He ducked behind Zhen Xia and stabbed out with his sword.

After all, she was a master of refining gods. Although Zhen Xia was hit by the sword, she was fully on guard, but she quickly dodged forward and was not completely pierced.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, terrifying sword shadows kept flashing around the three of them, leavingDeep wounds.

Several god-refining warriors were inexplicably frightened and looked around desperately, not daring to stop.

In the Zhen family's mansion.

The head of the family and the elders are waiting for news

"Great Elder, why hasn’t there been news yet? Could it be that something went wrong?"

The head of the Zhen family, Zhen Shishen, looked at the long-bearded old man next to him with a worried look.

The elder looked at him with a hint of contempt and said with confidence:

"Parents, you are upset! This is not what the leader of a big family like the Zhen family should look like!"

Seeing Zhen Shishen preparing to refute angrily, the great elder did not give him a chance to speak and continued:

"The four elders of the Zhen Family's God Refining are mediocre in single combat, but their combined attack power is well-known and their record is impressive. Even if they face five or six God Refining warriors, they can win, let alone a lone untouchable warrior?"

An elder next to him also echoed:

"The great elder is right. Family leader, you are completely unfounded. We still have three hundred herring guards!"

"Look, that madman will die at the hands of Qingyu Wei without the Fourth Elder taking action!"

Although Zhen Shishen is dissatisfied with the Great Elder's attitude, he is still confident in the combat power sent by his side this time:

"Indeed, the three hundred herring guards are not something that a god-refining warrior can handle, unless he doesn't resist at all and turns around and runs away immediately!"

The great elder looked at Zhen Shishen and said:

"As long as parents understand, I will wait and wait with confidence, the good news will arrive soon!"