Chapter 529: Dark Iron Steel Fan

Night!

Two figures stood on the hill, the dense trees in front of them obscuring them; Due to the dense trees on the mountain, the sky was dark, and when you looked up from the bottom of the mountain, you could not see the two of them at all. But Zhou Chen, who was standing on the mountain, could clearly see the group of people below the mountain, and even saw their actions clearly - their eyes wandered on the road and the mountain, and finally the group seemed to reach an agreement and abandoned the road to climb the mountain.

Looking at a group of people approaching the bottom of the mountain, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Chen's mouth.

"How? Did they really climb the mountain, as you say? Noticing the smile on Zhou Chen's face, Liu Ying was surprised and couldn't help but ask.

"In a few minutes, I guess they'll start climbing." Zhou Chen said lightly.

"Then this is where they will be buried." Liu Ying's face was filled with a thick killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"This group is only a former unit of the National Education Bureau, and there is nothing to be afraid of, in order to find some good news from them; As for whether to kill or not, it doesn't make much sense, the real dangerous people are masters like Murong Zangqing. Zhou Chen said lightly.

The two stopped talking, and Zhou Chen's eyes never left a group of comrades from the National Education Bureau who were climbing the mountain. The comrades of the State Education Bureau are not slow to climb the mountain, and their actions are extremely disciplined and their precautions are very strict; If it is against ordinary people, this group of people will undoubtedly win all battles, and it is more than enough to use these dozen people against a small army.

Can ...... today? They met Zhou Chen.

A master even better than them.

So, they are more cautious.

Staring at the group of people who were about to climb to the top of the mountain, Zhou Chen slowly pulled out the Eight Halberd Divine Blade from behind him; He doesn't understand this set of troops, and he can only rely on fighting to deal with the opponent, the key is that after all, he is executing an undercover plan, and if he exterminates the Origin God Cult in the future, he will have to enter the State Education Bureau; If it is not easy to take someone's life, Zhou Chen has to find a way to get some important information without harming these people's lives.

"Do it."

Seeing that a group of people was not far away, Zhou Chen whispered, and his internal strength merged into the Eight Halberd Divine Blade, and the weapons on the Eight Halberd Divine Blade burst out, shooting towards a group of members of the National Education Bureau who were climbing the mountain.

At this time, the sky was dark, and Zhou Chen's attack was extremely abrupt, even if the cultivation of a cadre of members of the National Education Bureau who came to chase and kill was not low, but when they encountered such an unpreventable sneak attack, they were also in a hurry; In an instant, three or five members of the National Education Bureau were stabbed by the explosive weapons and fell to the ground.

"Dodge, dodge."

After a short period of scrambling, Hou Yifei, the leader of this team, reacted instantly and immediately gave an order, and the uninjured members of the National Education Bureau pulled the injured colleagues who fell to the ground to quickly dodge. There are only two people on the other side, and after the previous battle, Liu Ying should have been seriously injured, and his combat effectiveness is definitely not strong; At this time, they should belong to the frightened birds, and Hou Yifei never thought that Zhou Chen would dare to ambush him here.

Damn it.

After dodging, the members of the National Education Bureau sacrificed magic weapons one after another, ready to attack at any time.

"Zhou Chen, you are willing to fall, you actually associate with the Origin God Cult and betray the country, it is simply a sin that cannot be redeemed." Hou Yifei, who was dodging, raised his head and shouted.

"Sin is not redeemable?" Zhou Chen had a cold smile on his face, snorted disdainfully, and said, "Then if you have the ability, come and kill me!" After speaking, Zhou Chen's eyes immediately looked towards Hou Yifei's hiding place, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly, the figure disappeared and rushed towards Hou Yifei's hidden position.

"You ......"

Hearing this, Hou Yifei's face was full of anger, and he held a black iron steel fan in his hand tighter; But in the next second, Hou Yifei immediately felt a fierce killing intent coming from the side of his body, his face changed instantly, and just as he wanted to turn his head to look, an iron rod slammed down on his head. Hou Yifei did not hesitate, and immediately raised the dark iron steel fan in his hand to greet him.

"Bang"

The two weapons made a strong collision sound, looking at Zhou Chen who was close at hand, Hou Yifei's face was full of horror, and his eyes stared at Zhou Chen coldly. A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhou Chen's mouth, who was also staring at Hou Yifei, and he quickly raised his other hand and struck at the other party's head.

"Bang"

Looking at Zhou Chen's actions, Hou Yifei immediately raised his other hand to resist.

"Zhou Chen, you scum." Resisting Zhou Chen's attack, Hou Yifei's face was gloomy and he scolded coldly.

"Scum?"

Zhou Chen sneered, and then, his left hand quickly turned, coiled around Hou Yifei's arm, controlled his arm, and stuck his palm towards Hou Yifei's neck. Looking at Zhou Chen's actions, Hou Yifei's face showed a touch of horror, and his body immediately moved to the other side, but before his body could move, Zhou Chen's hand had already clasped his neck.

Hard.

The strength of the hand gradually increases.

Hou Yifei's neck made a "click" sound, as if the bones in his neck were about to break, Hou Yifei's face gradually turned pale, panting heavily; Clenching his teeth, Hou Yifei's hand holding the Xuantie Steel Fan suddenly exerted force, only to see that the Xuantie Steel Fan that was closed suddenly opened, and several silver lights burst towards Zhou Chen's chest.

There was a mechanism in the dark iron steel fan, which was completely unexpected by Zhou Chen.

The silver light that burst out was too abrupt and fast, the two faced each other, there was no distance at all, and before Zhou Chen could notice it, a few silver lights disappeared in his chest. Several powerful momentum bombarded him, causing Zhou Chen's body to take two steps back, and even the strength of the hand holding Hou Yifei's neck was sharply reduced.

With such a good opportunity, Hou Yifei naturally couldn't let it go, quickly closed the Xuantie steel fan in his hand, and blasted towards Zhou Chen's chest.

"Bang"

A ferocious bombardment hit, where did Zhou Chen dare to hesitate? Gripping the Eight Halberd Divine Blade in his hand to meet Hou Yifei's Xuantie Steel Fan. The two weapons collided, and there was another thud; Even if his viscera was shot by a few silver rays, Zhou Chen's internal strength was strong, and he still resisted the opponent's attack strongly, and his figure quickly retreated. I only felt an indescribable pain coming from the viscera, as if several silver needles were inserted into the viscera, and the pain was unbearable.

"Zhou Chen, you have been hit by my Xuantie silver needle, this silver needle is made of Xuantie, refined with a special secret technique, and it can bombard the soul by shooting into the viscera, if you don't obediently tie your hands and arrest it, not only will you die here, but even the soul will have to fly away, and you can't even enter the underworld." Hou Yifei also quickly stepped back, waited until his breathing returned smoothly, and said coldly.

Holding his aching chest, Zhou Chen stared at Hou Yifei with murderous intent in his eyes, his heart was full of anger, he didn't expect that he would be careless for a while.

The silver needle was inserted into the viscera, as if it was going to drill into the heart and bombard the soul, Zhou Chen's face became more and more ugly, as if the soul was about to be pierced by the silver needle and picked out from the viscera.

Damn it.

Is there really no way to save it?

The soul was being "peeled off" from the viscera by the silver needle, and the painful Zhou Chen's body was convulsed, his face was extremely ugly, and it seemed that he couldn't bear it in the next second - the soul was "withdrawn" out.