Sonorous and sonorous!!

In an instant, two waves of people fought fiercely together.

It's just a face-to-face, the first time they fight, this group of martial arts powerhouses, in front of the people and horses of the Netherworld Temple, is like a papier-mâché, as the Netherworld Knife falls in the hands of the Netherworld Temple, their heads are in different places, or they are split in half.

Don't look at this group of martial arts powerhouses, plus all kinds of forces, etc., there are nearly 4,000 or so people, but in front of the two hundred people in the Netherworld Temple, they were suppressed after just the first confrontation, and they were defeated one by one.

At this time, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't do it, with them as the center, all the people around them were blocked and killed by the people and horses of the Netherworld Temple, not to mention people, even if it was a fly, they didn't want to escape.

All kinds of screams, begging for mercy, broken limbs, etc., are interpreted into a powerful and bloody song.

Zhang Chen didn't seem to notice all this, and his cold eyes fell on Ning Jianyi's body.

The old dog was a little crazy just now, and all kinds of vicious words came out, and Zhang Chen wanted to kill him personally.

Seeing Zhang Chen's eyes, Ning Jianyi untied the black long sword in his hand and looked at Zhang Chen coldly.

With the two of them as the center, a vacuum appeared, and neither the centaurs of the Netherworld Temple nor the centaurs of the Dragon Group came to disturb the two of them.

"Did you kill my son Ning Caiheng?" Ning Jian said murderously.

"I killed it. Zhang Chen said calmly.

"Since that's the case, then you should die! Die under the sword of the team leader Ning Jianyi, you will not die unjustly!" Ning Jianyi said coldly.

"You're not worthy!" Zhang Chen said.

"Damn! Zhang Chen, you are so crazy, you dare to speak out in front of the leader of the group, Ning Jianyi, since this is the case, then you will give the leader of the group to die!"

With one foot on the ground, with a strong wind, he rushed up quickly.

The black long sword in his hand rolled up, and he roared angrily: "Thirteen swords of death!"

Brush Brush Brush !!

I saw that the black long sword rolled up and down, and one after another sharp sword light burst out from the top of the sword, the speed was very fast, and in a single breath, thirteen swords were stabbed out one after another, and the terrifying sword light slashed towards Zhang Chen.

This is Ning Jianyi's famous swordsmanship, killing thirteen swords, when he was eight years old, with a week's living expenses, from a "master of the Tao" bought a secret book, and then with a resolute talent, has been practicing until now, this set of swordsmanship has not disappointed him, let him from an ordinary person, to the famous Ning Daxia, Jianghu people give the nickname "fast sword"!

With this fast sword, countless strong people died in his hands, and with this fast sword, Ning Jianyi successfully hugged the beauty and ascended to the throne of the deputy leader of the dragon group.

Ning Jianyi had confidence on his face, he believed that as soon as his fame and death came out with the thirteen swords, Zhang Chen would definitely die!

"Since you want to cut off the flesh and blood on my body piece by piece, then I will fulfill your last request before you die!" Zhang Chen said coldly.

Sou!

The figure flashed, the two figures crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and when Zhang Chen stopped, Ning Jianyi still maintained the movement of the sword, but the eyes in his pupils were scattered, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief.

Click-click-click!!

Before he could see the sword marks on his chest, Ning Jianyi's body, in the next moment, exploded directly and shattered into three thousand six hundred pieces.

In that short fraction of a second just now, Zhang Chen used the finger sword to slash out three thousand six hundred swords in a short fraction of a second, slashing the flesh and blood on Ning Jian's body alive.

Ning Jianyi's so-called fast sword, compared to Zhang Chen's sword, is completely bullshit!

Ning Jianyi only stabbed thirteen swords in one second, while Zhang Chen slashed out three thousand six hundred swords in one tenths of a second, this record was really terrifying, and when he died, Ning Jianyi was still thinking in his heart, why could a person's speed be so fast?

After dealing with Ning Jianyi, Zhang Chen didn't look at the other small miscellaneous fish around him, these small miscellaneous fish could be handed over to the four great envoys such as Shadow and Liu Jian, without he, the god of death, personally taking action.

The cold gaze fell on the bodies of the Qingyun Thirteen Gates on the Great Wall, and the fierce murderous aura condensed, turning into an iceberg, suppressing them on their bodies, and even the air could only succumb in front of Zhang Chen's violent killing intent.

"I hate being used by others the most!Especially blocking a gun for a dead man!" Zhang Chen said coldly.

Sou!

The figure flashed, and when Zhang Chen reappeared, he was already standing on the Great Wall, ten steps apart, looking coldly at Li Erniang, who was the leader.

"Hmph, little rabbit cub, I can't imagine that you are hiding deep enough! And you actually ambushed good people here in advance! However, everything you have done, in the face of absolute strength, is a floating cloud! Those who dare to kill my Qingyun Thirteen Sects can only wash away the sins on their bodies with death!" Li Erniang said coldly.

"Tell me where the remnants of the three-star bead are, and leave you a whole corpse!" Zhang Chen said coldly.

"Bah, you're also delusional about the idea of playing three-star beads? You don't pee and look in the mirror to see if you're the material! Come on, you guys go up together and get rid of this little rabbit cub!" Li Erniang said with a wave of her palm, murderous.

"Kill, !!" I saw the three hundred elite disciples of the Qingyun Thirteen Sects behind the five of them, one by one, they roared, looked at Zhang Chen with red eyes, waved the sword in their hand, and used their sword skills to rush towards Zhang Chen fiercely.

"If you can rely on the number of people to decide the victory, why do you still practice penance?" Zhang Chen said mockingly.

The right hand was raised, and countless golden rays of light like a silver screen filled his palm.

"Go ahead!" Zhang Chen said calmly.

I saw countless golden lights sprinkled down, and the three hundred elite disciples who rushed up from the Qingyun Thirteen Sect to kill turned into a pile of blood rain from head to toe, including the weapons on their bodies, and so on, and sprinkled on the ground.

"It's your turn!" Zhang Chen's indifferent eyes fell on Li Erniang and the other five.

"Hmph! Relying on the crooked ways and evil ways, we have solved these little miscellaneous fish, and we dare to speak out in front of this palace! To be able to become the master of the Thirteen Sects of Qingyun, which of the five of us is not a veteran of a hundred battles, like you, who is crazy, and died in the hands of the five of us, if not a thousand, there are eight hundred! Do you know why the rivers and lakes gave me the title of Li Devil? Anyone who was killed by me, all the bone marrow in their heads was dug out by the palace and eaten!" Li Erniang said coldly.

"Then you deserve to die!!" Zhang Chen said.

Sou!

With a shake of his body, with a golden afterimage, he rushed forward furiously.