"Heh, that's really interesting!" Chen Zun suddenly felt interesting: "How did this mark come about? I can't even erase it for a while." ”

"But it doesn't matter, when I kill you, it's not too late to slowly melt the mark away, these two spirit swords are really suitable for me. ”

As he spoke, the temperament on his body suddenly condensed, and Ye Tong suddenly felt that the temperature on his body surface dropped suddenly, and he couldn't help but have a cold shiver - this was caused by murderous aura.

This person is very dangerous! Ye Tong's heart suddenly rose to this thought, and with a pinch of his intuition, a giant sword phantom appeared under his feet, and he swooped towards the ground with him.

Qingluan Huofeng is closely following left and right.

"Little girl, it's not so easy to run. Chen Zun smiled and chased after Ye Tong, his speed was even better than that of Ye Tong, after all, the gap between the realm between the two was here, and it was already a genius for Ye Tong to be able to hand over to him.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, falling back and forth in the air for nearly a thousand meters, and finally Chen Zun caught up with Ye Tong more than 100 meters from the ground.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the five sword intent phantoms condensed around him, and there were some similarities with the Ten Thousand Sword Technique used by Ye Tong.

These five sword intent phantoms slashed towards Ye Tong like arrows off the string, without any intention of pity and pity.

These five sword intents were not only secretive but also very fast, and they had already caught up with Ye Tong without even noticing, pointing directly at Ye Tong's back.

Just when Chen Zun thought he was about to succeed, a blood dragon rushed up from the ground, shattering the five sword intent phantoms with a single look, and at the same time rampage towards Chen Zun himself.

What is this?!

Because the other party's speed was too fast, Chen Zun didn't even see what was wrapped in the blood dragon, and the other party had already come to the front, and then he hurriedly put down the sword array to protect him.

"Bang!"

The two collided, and Chen Zun's sword array shattered instantly, and then a fist hit him in the face, knocking it out and hitting a dirt slope, and his body smashed the dirt slope flat.

Fortunately, it seems to be an inaccessible countryside, and there are no people, otherwise this scene will definitely frighten many people.

That blood dragon was undoubtedly Meng Chuan, and as soon as he shook his hand, all the blood qi around him receded, in wisps of red smoke

Show your true face.

"Little boy, I put the captain and the flight attendant under the big tree over there, you take care of them first, and when the trouble in front of you is solved, let's send them to a nearby city, and then find a way to go back to the capital." Meng Chuan said, looking at the person who was knocked away by himself just now.

By this time he had already flown out of the dirt slope, covered in dust and looking quite embarrassed.

Ye Tong saw Meng Chuan's move, and he was also relieved, nodded and flew towards the two people he had just saved.

"You stinky boy dare to hit me!" Chen Zun slapped all the dust off his body, and his face was hideous.

Meng Chuan stared at this person with interest, hugged his arms and said: "Our brother and sister are sitting on the plane in a good manner, and you directly destroyed our plane, I haven't settled this account with you, what if I punch you?"

"I'm going to kill you later, explain who you are. ”

"Hehe, the young psychic is really domineering!" Chen Zun laughed, but he had always been proud and did not put Meng Chuan in his eyes: "It's just that the world gave you the title of a young psychic and respected you as the first person in China, do you really think so?"

"Huaxia Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are many things that you don't know that can't be hidden, and there are actually countless people who can kill you, so don't take yourself too seriously. ”

"Oh, I don't have a chance to lecture you now, because you've caused a terrible disaster, and you're going to die at my hands today. ”

"Let me tell you directly, I am from Wusheng Mountain, and my master is Wu Wuji, the god of war in China. ”

"It turned out to be someone from the martial arts family," Meng Chuan knew the identity of the other party, and did not have any fearful expression, but smiled and spread his hands and said: "It's a pity that you came too late, the one named Wu Chen in your family has been slaughtered by me." ”

Chen Zun smiled: "Of course I know that Wu Chen is dead, it doesn't matter, as long as I can bring your head back to Wusheng Mountain to restore your life." ”

"As for the waste named Wu Chen, he is very happy when he dies!"

When Meng Chuan heard this person say this, he knew that he was afraid that Wu Chen was extremely unwelcome, it seemed that Wu Wuji's Martial Saint Mountain was also surging, and not everyone could afford Wu Wuji's grandson, even if everyone was amiable on the surface.

"Anyway, it looks like today you're one

You're going to do it to me. Meng Chuan sighed, knowing that he was afraid that he would inevitably have more trouble today, but it was a pity that his mother was still waiting in the capital to greet him, and it seemed that he had to deal with the trouble in front of him quickly and then call his mother.

As soon as Chen Zun stretched out his palm, two spirit swords of different shapes appeared in his hand.

These two spirit swords also seem to have some origins, but the quality is slightly worse, and they can barely be regarded as psychic level soldiers, not as good as Ye Tong's Qingluan Fire Phoenix Sword, let alone Chunjun and Demon Suppression.

After all, forging a god-level magic weapon or warrior is much more difficult than making a person a channel.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, remember, the person who killed you is called Chen Zun!" Chen Zun finished speaking, and rushed towards Meng Chuan with a confident smile on his face.

Behind him, a sword formation took shape in an instant, and there were hundreds of sword intents in the sword array, each of which was extremely powerful.

As Chen Zun rushed over, as soon as he swung his sword, half of the sword intent in the sword formation was mobilized by him, and each time he struck, it was like hundreds of flying swords stabbing out at the same time, which was difficult to parry.

"Hundred Sword Technique, Flying Sword Style!"

With Chen Zun's life, his move has already slashed towards Meng Chuan.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan said in his heart that this so-called Hundred Swords Technique seemed to be the castrated version of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique that he had taught Ye Tong.

Compared to the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, it is better to cultivate, but its power is also greatly reduced, it is a supreme exercise for ordinary immortal cultivation sects, but it is a bit shallow for Meng Chuan.

Thinking about it, the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is actually very profound, and only a sword dao divine body like Ye Tong can easily cultivate, as for an immortal cultivator like Chen Zun who only has ordinary spiritual roots, the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is almost impossible to cultivate.

Facing Chen Zun's sword, Meng Chuan waved his hand, and the four Vientiane Golden Wheels came out through his body and greeted him.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......"

The sound of iron tools colliding was endless, and large sparks burst out between Meng Chuan and Chen Zun, and waves of air burst out, cutting the ground into one ravine after another.

Although the Vientiane Golden Wheel was as thin as paper, it was a supreme magic weapon at the level of a psychic, so it was naturally impossible to be damaged by Chen Zun's sword intent phantom.

It's just that they are constantly colliding with several sword intent phantoms one after another, and the offensive of the Vientiane Golden Wheel is also constantly being disintegrated.