"Where did the little monster come out?"

Zheng Yidong was shocked in his heart, looking at the other party's appearance, he was just a weak crown age, but his strength was on par with himself, which made him feel quite ridiculous.

You must know that an elder of his level, the entire Snow Mountain Sect can be counted on two hands, and when they are put on the rivers and lakes, they are all famous.

When did the master become so worthless?

Or is this guy in front of him actually a rejuvenated old monster?

Zheng Yidong was shocked.

However, perceiving Chen Jingle's surprised gaze, he immediately became furious, and his long sword slashed: "Where is the rat, report your name! My sword will not kill the nameless!"

In the battle between several masters, ordinary soldiers could not intervene at all, and the senior deputy general asked people to surround the field, and the enemy must not be let go.

In addition, Wang He and others on the field gradually reached an impasse at this time.

Originally, when I saw Chen Jingle easily abolish a machine man, I thought that this thing was just Er'er, but after receiving it from myself, I found that this weird machine man was simply invulnerable.

The long sword could only leave a faint trace on it, and he wanted to learn from Chen Jingle to cut off the arm of the machine, but he had no way to start.

It hurts.

I really don't know how that guy did it.

And you can't blindly defend, otherwise you will definitely not be able to consume these people.

Bitter!

Wang He and the others could only hope that Zheng Yidong could quickly kill that kid, and then help get rid of these people.

"Hit it, fight it, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Chen Jingle smiled lightly, and in the face of Zheng Yidong, he slashed out again.

The Wind Knife Technique was unleashed, fierce and majestic, and the momentum alone crushed Zheng Yi's movements.

Although he was holding Zhu Qingyao, it did not affect his movements at all.

Anyway, there is not much space in this dungeon, even if you want to perform light skills, you can't fly out directly from the top of your head, at most you dodge and move.

And compared to the large number of people in the Pingxi Palace, he doesn't need to be restrained, as long as he protects Zhu Qingyao, and the others can kill as they want.

"I don't know what to live or die, and I'm still so crazy when disaster comes!"

Zheng Yidong's violent temper began to attack again, and he roared angrily and flew forward with his sword, showing his own school's snow mountain swordsmanship, and his moves were all directed at Chen Jingle's vital point.

The name of the snow mountain swordsmanship is not small, there is the lightness and elegance of the snow, and the thickness and density of the snow, Zheng Yidong is one of the masters who has won the essence of the snow mountain swordsmanship.

It's a pity that he is not facing ordinary people, but Chen Jingle.

Chen Jingle raised his horizontal knife and smiled: "Qing Yao, how many moves do you think it takes me to kill this little dragon set?"

Zhu Qingyao was a little cute, and she didn't understand what Chen Jingle meant by "dragon set", but the overall meaning was still understood, and she couldn't help but fall into thought.

Zheng Yidong was almost angry, and he actually whispered leisurely.

"Boy, since you are sincere in seeking death, then I will fulfill you!"

Zheng Yi smiled fiercely, and stabbed Chen Jingle with a long sword, as if he would see the arrogant kid in front of him in the next second.

"The swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that you're too slow!"

Chen Jingle's voice fell into Zheng Yi's ears, making his hair stand on end and his heart uneasy.

The next moment, I saw a flash of cold light.

Zheng Yidong didn't react yet, he only felt as if something was passing through his neck, and then, his eyes were dark, and his whole strength seemed to be drained.

At the end of Chen Jingle's horizontal knife, the tip of the knife cut through the opponent's throat, a blood mark appeared, the wound continued to expand, and then blood sprayed wildly.

"You ......"

Zheng Yi clutched his throat and staggered back, his eyes wide open, his eyes full of disbelief, and the fear of death gradually enveloped his heart.

However, the major arteries were all cut, and the gods could not be saved, so they could only fall to the ground with a "bang" in the end, convulsions and dilated pupils.

Vice Admiral Gao saw it on the side, and there were turbulent waves in his heart.

How can it be?!

Elder Zheng is a top master hired by the little prince with a lot of money, and his reputation is prominent, and a military general like him can't make three moves in front of the two elders of King Zheng.

However, now, Elder Zheng, who he regarded as a peerless master, was actually killed!

Moreover, only one knife was used!

Vice Admiral Gao was stunned, as if he had seen a ghost, and even began to doubt life.

Is it because his knowledge is too shallow, Elder Zheng is too weak, or is the enemy too strong?

Even the senior lieutenant generals are like this, not to mention the ordinary soldiers, their eyes are wide one by one, and their minds are blank.

Even a high-ranking person like Elder Zheng was killed, can he really beat the other party?

Immediately, everyone was afraid.

"Senior brother!"

Wang He, who noticed the situation here, screamed sadly, and looked at Chen Jingle angrily: "Kill my senior brother, I want you to pay for your life!"

Immediately threw down the machine man and flew over.

Chen Jingle sneered, an unknown passerby NPC, if you kill it, you will kill it, what can you bear with me?

And if I can kill your senior brother, I can naturally kill you!

Stupid human, how come you don't even understand this?

In the face of Wang He, who pounced fiercely, Chen Jingle had no fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to drink a glass of Coke, but he was not in a hurry in his hand, and went out again.

It's still a knife!

Whew——

Wang Hefei's figure suddenly stopped, the long sword pierced into the ground, shook twice, his face twitched, and a blood mark slowly appeared on his forehead. And gradually expanded, and soon blood flowed all over the face.

In the end, he fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't blink an eye.

There was deathly silence all around.

He Taiqing and Zhao Ming didn't care about dealing with the agency people, and flashed out of the battle circle, their eyes were in disbelief.

The two elders, Zheng and Wang, are the existence of top masters, even if they are the heads of their own sects, they may not be able to say that they can win against them with confidence.

But now, the two of them have died under the same knife!

And the other party only used one knife from beginning to end!

How can it be?!

If this spreads, I'm afraid no one will dare to believe it.

He Taiqing and Zhao Ming looked at each other, both saw the dazedness and horror in each other's eyes, and gradually doubted life.

Zhu Qingyao, who was lying in Chen Jingle's arms, was full of excitement, and little stars flashed in her eyes.

Good, so good!

Brother Qin is really the best!

The two of them were so powerful just now, they were all solved by Brother Qin one by one, this is not powerful, there are no powerful people in the sky.

Better kill them all!

"Give it to me! Give it all to me! He has only one person! Whoever kills him will have a bounty of five hundred taels!"

Vice General Gao finally reacted, pointed his long knife at Chen Jingle on the field, pulled his neck and roared, his face was distorted, and his muscles were flared up.

Many green battalion soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, cowering and not daring to move forward.

However, after all, it was the wealth that moved people's hearts, and I don't know which one dared to grit his teeth and shout "Kill", and the green battalion soldiers swarmed up their long knives and slashed at Chen Jingle.

Chen Jingle smiled dumbly, his head was actually worth five hundred taels of gold, well, I don't know what level it is.

However, if quantity could erase the qualitative gap, then ants would have dominated the earth long ago.

"Since you want to get in my way, then, it's better to fight your way!" Chen Jingle smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking about an insignificant matter.

Eighty days with allegiance, the table Taizu 17 Dynasty figures.

100,000 people died with one heart and left 300 miles of rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty.

The ancients still had the integrity to fight to the death, and they must not lose the face of their socialist successors, right?

So, without further ado, just do it!