readx;

In ancient times, Zhang Fei immediately stood on the Dangyang Bridge and drank Cao Mengde's thousands of troops. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info@@ text @小@说|【To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to 800】【.. 】.

Now there is Chen Bo, with his hands on his back, and he is still not afraid in the face of hundreds of black-robed people. He stood straight, and his back looked so majestic.

The thumb-thick chains, wrapped around his arms, resembled two stout pythons, which were his most powerful weapons, more terrifying than the might of thousands of troops.

"Whoever dares to step forward, die!"

Because of this loud shout, the momentum of thousands of black-robed people immediately collapsed. This is the power of the invincible, a man who makes his enemies a thousand times more fearful.

Everyone looked at the gray-robed old man who had spoken before, and the face of this peerless master was cloudy. The black-robed people have no bad seeds, and they have never been afraid of death, but now, in the face of Chen Bo, they are hesitant.

The majesty of the invincible is inviolable, and once provoked, there is only one way to die.

Beside the gray-robed old man, there were several people standing, all of them all dressed in gray robes. Among them, there are three peerless masters, and the rest are all peerless masters.

"This traitor is handed over to us, you can go and arrest the old and young people of the Ji family." They looked at each other and discussed countermeasures in the shortest possible time.

You don't have to kill Chen Bo, you just need to drag him and let his subordinates take down the people of the Ji family, everything will be easy, don't believe him and don't surrender.

The shouts of killing sounded again, and several gray-robed peerless masters shot out at the same time, surrounding Chen Bo and creating opportunities for others.

A big battle has begun, after all, they are peerless masters or above, even if Chen Bo's skills have reached the level of invincible, but it is impossible to kill these people immediately.

The flow of people rushed onto the small bridge like a tide, coming towards the old and young of the Ji family.

"What do you think of us, damn it, it's too much to underestimate the Ji family!" Ji Yu snorted angrily, as a top killer, he even dared to assassinate a peerless master, and now he was regarded as a soft persimmon.

As soon as the old man's fiery temper came up, he didn't care about his image at all, he scolded when he opened his mouth, and took the initiative to meet him after scolding.

Not only him, but everyone in the Ji family was a little annoyed. They came to help, but they didn't come to hold them back, since the black-robed people looked down on them like this, let them know that it was not so easy to be underestimated if they knew that the killer family that had been passed down for thousands of years was not so easy to be underestimated.

"Kill!" Ji Huitian said with a cold face, took out a thin dagger, and rushed forward with Ji Yu.

The people of the Ji family are indeed not something to be underestimated, and the four old men present are all strong men who can fight peerless masters. Coupled with more than a dozen people in Ji Hao's generation, this force should definitely not be underestimated.

However, no matter how powerful they are, it is difficult to resist hundreds or thousands of black-robed masters, not to mention that these people are not afraid of death. It's just that the people of the Ji family are strong after all, and they will not be arrested in a short time.

Of course, if someone helps, the result will be different.

It's just that at this moment, only Wang Bingyan has no intention of doing anything at all, and she only has Chen Jing in her eyes.

A mile away, the battle between Chen Jing and the white hand never stopped.

There was no good ground left around them, and the grass, trees, and stones around them were shattered into powder.

The boulder, which weighed thousands of pounds, had long been torn apart and had been shattered by the fists of the two of them. On the ground, there are even more potholes, large and small pits, which are stepped out by their feet.

As for the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, they had already run away without a trace, and there was no other sound except for the earth-shattering loud noises that kept coming from the two of them.

It was this loud noise that attracted a lot of onlookers.

In the villages on the other side of the river, almost all the men, women and children were hiding in their homes, fearing that they would be affected by the fighting, but they opened the windows and poked their heads out to look this way.

Their expressions were many, varied, some surprised, some confused, some suddenly enlightened, and some showed appreciation, but none of them had a frightened expression on their faces.

Even in a courtyard, several old men in linen clothes were still drinking tea, discussing who won and lost.

"At a young age, you can get to this point, and the old man is optimistic about fools." An old man said, his eyes slightly closed, but his ears pricked up to listen.

He was listening for a noise two miles away.

"That's not necessarily, the fool has good talent and high understanding, but he is inexperienced. I'm optimistic about that foreigner. Another old man said, playing with the blue and white porcelain tea set in his hand, the expression on his face was unusually flat, as if nothing had happened, and they were talking about their parents.

"Eighth, what do you think?"

The old man, known as the eighth child, was about sixty years old, with gray hair and an extremely ruddy face. He didn't even have any wrinkles on his face, and he looked like a young man with little white head.

"I'm more concerned about which of the nine tripods they use." The old man said.

"Which one else can it be, it must be the exercises on the Xuzhou Dingshang." The old man who was optimistic about Chen Jing said: "Didn't you notice the female doll by the river, the natural martial arts body must be the female disciple of Guiyitang." ”

"Hehe, speaking of which, we really looked away, but we didn't expect that the fool who came to the village ten years ago turned out to be a kid who was in the limelight ten years ago."

"Hmph, if I knew it was him, I would have made him better earlier, so that the black-robed man and the hidden dragon would not notice here." The crane-haired old man snorted coldly.

"That's not going to work." At this moment, the gate of the small courtyard opened, and a blind old monk appeared in front of the gate, and said with a smile: "If you kill him, our old guys have guarded Jiuding for so many years, but there will be no heir." ”

Several old men looked out of the door in unison, and the old eight snorted: "Old Seventeen, have you been hiding on a desert island for so many years, and you still know how to come back?" ”

If Chen Jing was here, he would be very surprised, because the blind old monk, who was called the old seventeen by the eighth child, was actually Zeng Shiyan, who was deceived by him into going to a desert island to train a master for him.

Zeng Shiyan didn't care about the cynicism of the eighth child, he walked to the tea table and sat down, and said, "It's almost over, let's go meet this kid together, right?" ”

In fact, a big war is really coming to an end.

Chen Jing was already injured, with a lot of bruises all over his body, and even one of his arms was broken.

It can be said that this is the worst battle after he returned to China. It was also the hardest fight.

In the face of the invincible, the slightest mistake can bring about disaster.

However, the gray robe and white hands did not bargain, and at this time, he can be said to be very miserable. Not only was the gray robe already dyed red by blood, but his hair was scattered, and his face was even paler.

"You are not my opponent, although you have mastered two exercises, but they are not complete, now you can die!"

Chen Jing shouted, the battle was already clear, and he knew what he wanted to know, so he didn't hesitate anymore, because the white hand had to die today.

The white-handed gray robe was pale, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was extremely gloomy.

He also understands that he is afraid that he will have to explain here today, but he is a little unwilling in his heart, if it wasn't for the action ten years ago that was detected early, it must be Chen Jing who died today.

But the ending is already doomed, even if he is unwilling, he can only accept the reality.

"Poof!"

Blood poured out like a tidal wave.