The appearance of Lu Jiuchen can be said to have pushed the incident to a climax, Zhuang Xun was stunned and looked at this young scholar with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his heart was surging, if there are still people in this world that he admires, Mr. Big and Mr. Two must be among them, but the young man in front of him is also a person he admires. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Twenty years ago, Lu Jiuchen was born in the most splendid palace of the pre-Qin Kingdom, but five years later, he was thrown out of that palace, and then met Mr. Big, so he followed him to practice.

Thirteen years later, a young scholar in front of the Changxin Palace easily won the top three in civil and military affairs, ranked double champion, on the same night, seven earth-shattering rainbows brightened the imperial capital of the pre-Qin State 800 miles of splendid imperial city, Cuiwei Forest swayed and shining, countless people stopped to watch, look admiring.

On that day, the champion Lang Lu Jiuchen was born, and he was indispensable.

A year later, he dragged a broken ox cart, slowly stepped into the majestic pre-Qin imperial city, no one dared to stop him, everyone stopped to watch him, thousands of empty alleys, everyone held their breath, the ox cart creaked, maybe the goods were a little heavy, because there were twelve huge heads on it, the head of the demon, the head of the demon fairy.

Since then, there has been no unrivalled elegance.

Once a corner of the demon fairy who was a guest on the throne of the Great Qianguo, it can be said that he wants to be windy and rainy in the sixteen kingdoms in the east, and ordinary immortals dare not offend him at all, because behind him is the arrogant and tyrannical three princes, and the great prince who has stepped into the realm of the Heavenly King with the difficulty of life and death, and there are three other demon immortals from Yunmengze who like to eat people, which are his three best friends.

However, when Lu Jiuchen turned nineteen, the three demon immortals in Bigut Mountain disappeared with him, and his head was no longer there, leaving only a demon body to be eaten by the beast.

It was also in that year that the reputation of the champion Lang Lu Jiuchen ravaged the entire demon clan, and it was unique for a while.

The longer you live, the more noble your status, the more you cherish your life, the more you are afraid of dying, people are the same, and demons are no different.

This is the case with a corner of the demon fairy, he likes to eat people, and has asked the Sankun immortals of the Great Qianguo more than once to pay tribute to boys and girls to give him food, but he wants to live more, and he has almost not been able to go out for the past two years, for fear of being caught by the young man in front of him.

However, he still ran into it today, and the third prince, who he had always regarded as the master of the backer, was also torn off an arm by him, and the corner of the demon fairy could not be said to be a little desperate.

The winter sun has risen high in the sky, and it should be a little warm, but it is the opposite.

Yu Yu didn't care about the severed right arm at all, his eyes looked at Lu Jiuchen sharply, there was only calm on his face, without the slightest tyranny, for a long time, he actually sighed slightly, "It's another monster of "A Thousand Miles of Blood", you are forcing the human race to a desperate situation. ”

Yu Yu's words made everyone present silent.

Three hundred years ago, the human race was still in the dire situation of the demon clan in all directions, a butcher who killed pigs at the west stall of Huangcheng Street in the pre-Qin State slept in the afternoon, and occasionally "daydreamed", dreamed of the magnificent world, and realized the escape technique "A Thousand Miles of Blood", the whole situation of the human race eased down slightly.

Just because, "A Thousand Miles of Blood" is too rebellious and domineering.

The butcher relied on this peerless escape technique, operated a rusty pig-killing knife, and killed the Six Kings Mountain with bare cumin, and simply cut down the six heavenly kings of the demon clan, two of which were killed, and three of the heavenly kings were seriously injured.

And now, "A Thousand Miles of Blood" has been passed down through two generations, the first generation of inheritance is the second Mr. Bai Zhantang, the latter is also the "First Immortal Killer in the East" achieved by virtue of "A Thousand Miles of Blood", about him, three days and three nights can not be finished, if the demon clan has a total of 100 demon immortals, then the death in the hands of this goods, to say the least, there are half of them.

Now, the champion who was born out of thin air has also learned this anti-heaven technique.

"A Thousand Miles of Blood", the demon race has been afraid for hundreds of years, and it is because of this that the human race can truly thrive.

"Isn't this the case that the human race is in a desperate situation?" Lu Jiuchen asked indifferently, and the edge between his eyebrows flickered.

"Hmph!" Yu Yu snorted coldly, Lu Jiuchen was so arrogant, but he didn't know what to say.

After all, it is well known that the demon clan is prosperous and the human race is declining.

"I'm just here to find someone to kill my disciple, I didn't expect to meet such a demon, Qianniu Mountain Xiang Gongzi, Champion Lang Lu Jiuchen, originally had no interest in this small country's emperor, but now I'm really interested, and besides, my disciple has met with you, and it is said that there is still a conflict between the two of you, right?" Tai Sui Si Ming's hoarse voice sounded again, and in the end, it was obviously a little aimed at Zhuang Xun.

I have to say that everything that has happened so far is closely related to Zhuang Xun, and Si Ming does not doubt that the death of his disciple has nothing to do with Zhuang Xun.

"Gu Xianhan is dead?!" Zhuang Xun pretended to widen his eyes, extremely surprised, and immediately laughed, "Hahaha! Good death! Good death! This brute should have died a long time ago!"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhuang Xun's joy was palpable, which made Tai Sui Si Ming frown slightly, he was originally a suspicious person, if he had doubts about Zhuang Xun at the beginning, but now he has lowered his suspicions, but he also knows that if he finds out that there is a trace of connection with Zhuang Xun, he can be sure that Zhuang Xun did his disciple's death.

Zhuang Xun is also gambling on this, he believes in the neatness of General Tiandu's work, he bets that Tai Sui Si Ming will not find out anything, which is very risky, but being forced to this point, Zhuang Xun has to do it.

"My disciple was killed by you, right?" Tai Sui Si Ming said without warning, the faceless one, the voice seemed to come from all directions, but it made Zhuang Xun, who had always been calm, feel a sigh in his heart.

"I did want to kill him, and I did send someone to kill him. Zhuang Xun took a deep breath, stared at Tai Sui Si Ming's face, and then added: "However, the person I sent has not come back so far, I think Bacheng is dead." ”

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Tai Sui Si Ming burst into a thunderous rage and shouted: "You killed him! No need to quibble! You must have killed him! I'm sure!"

The sound is rolling, and it is a nail in the coffin!

Zhuang Xun's face was expressionless, after experiencing the thrilling experience of killing the immortal king Yimian, at least it was very simple for him to remain calm in front of him, so he scoffed at Tai Sui Demon Immortal's violent drinking.

At this moment, Si Ming seemed to be a little deflated, but he still suspected that Zhuang Xun might be pretending, and even he felt that if he continued to prove it like this, he would definitely be able to prove that Zhuang Xun was the murderer.

He subconsciously felt that this young man was not simple, so he relied on the calmness of Taishan collapsing in front of him without blinking his eyelids.

"I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go!" Tai Sui Si Ming finally made a decision!

The immortal Wang Yuanxu, who had not spoken, glanced at Zhuang Xun meaningfully, and he felt that the most memorable thing today was not the gathering of the three old demons of the Black Mountain, nor the arrival of Lu Jiuchen, the champion Lang, but the young son of heaven of the generation of the Great Qianguo, that kind of unusual calmness, that kind of calmness.

As Wang Yuanxu, who once commanded an army of 300,000 Beiyu, he can be said to have deep feelings for this calmness, he is not an ordinary person, Wang Yuanxu is proud of himself, so he did it, and now Zhuang Xun has also done it, so it can be concluded that the young man in front of him is not a thing in the pool.

"What a young man!" Tai Sui Si snorted coldly, swayed, turned into a flying rainbow, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

He knew that with Lu Jiuchen here, it would be impossible to kill Zhuang Xun today.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yuanxu also turned into a streamer and disappeared into the distance, he wanted to kill Zhuang Xun, but it was impossible now.

At this moment, only the third prince Yu Yu and a corner of the demon fairy remained, and both of them looked at Zhuang Xun, an elegant young man who was only seventeen years old, with strange expressions.

If the champion Lang Lu Jiuchen was born in an extremely strong way, then Zhuang Xun was also born in an alternative way.