Chapter 6: Monsoons
It's just that where they want to retreat, they can retreat.
For a while, all the eunuchs of Dongchang were shocked by Long Yin and flew out, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
In addition to the monsoon, it is also possible to sit on horseback.
The rest were swept to the ground.
See this scene.
Jiang Mengyao was stupid.
She didn't understand what kind of strength Chen Wen was, and he actually injured hundreds of Dongchang masters with one blow.
I don't understand why Chen Wen will be the royal family of Zheng Guo, Zu Longyin.
Could it be that this Chen Wen is a prince who is outcast?
But even a prince is not qualified to learn this technique.
In addition to His Majesty today, only the crown prince will be the ancestor of the dragon trick.
Not only Jiang Mengyao, but everyone is stupid.
"You, who are you?" Monsoon asked.
"My name is Chen Wen. After Chen Wen finished speaking, he directly waved his hand towards the monsoon.
Monsoon's brow sank.
Secretly said: This guy must be His Majesty's illegitimate son outside.
But although he is an illegitimate child, His Majesty can pass on his ancestral dragon recipe, which shows that this kid is deeply favored by His Majesty.
He must be killed!
Whatever the price, you have to kill him.
Otherwise, Dongchang's plan for so many years may fail because of this.
Monsoon footsteps.
The whole person rushed towards Chen Wen.
His strength is in the Ming Dao realm, but his combat experience is extraordinary.
He was one of the people who slaughtered the Eight Great Sects at the beginning.
Monsoon is also very familiar with the characteristics of the ancestral dragon recipe.
Afraid of getting close!
Don't look at Your Majesty back then, you used the ancestral dragon recipe to retreat thousands of troops.
But if you are close to a master of the same level, it is still difficult to resist.
The three-foot green mang quickly slashed at Chen Wen.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Monsoon's sword slashed at a layer of cyan light.
A blue bird stood in front of Chen Wen.
"Blue Bird Duel?"
Ji Feng suddenly remembered that Huang Xie Dong had said before that this kid would be the blue bird of Cangyun Gate.
Could it be that this kid is the illegitimate son of His Majesty and Lin Ling, the head of Cangyun Sect?
No, with the status of those two, if they have children, how can they be unknown.
But if not, how could he have both at the same time?
Before he could finish thinking about it, Chen Wen kicked him directly into Ji Feng's chest and kicked him out.
"What other means, hurry up, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to use it. ”
Chen Wen smiled.
The strength of this monsoon is indeed not bad.
But if Chen Wen makes an all-out move, this monsoon cannot be his opponent at all.
The reason why he didn't kill them in seconds was because Chen Wen wanted to see more about what kind of means these evil cultivators had.
"It's good that I'm here, if it's someone else, I'm afraid I can't do anything about you today. After the monsoon landed, he sneered.
Then, a burst of screams rang out.
"Senno-sama ......"
"No, don't!"
"Don't suck my cultivation away!"
The screams came from the masters of the East Factory who were lying on the ground.
I saw the evil qi on their bodies, and they poured into Monsoon's body in one go.
For a time, the dark clouds of Chase City covered the top.
Lightning.
Monsoon, who had absorbed the evil spirit of hundreds of masters, his eyes were red.
Like a demon god who destroys the world.
"Run!"
"This guy is the devil!"
The city guards behind Jiang Sheng didn't even have the courage to face the monsoon.
Scattered.
Rao is Jiang Mengyao has cultivated the peerless Blue Bird Decision of Cangyun Gate, and at this time, her heart and liver trembled involuntarily, standing on the opposite side of the monsoon, she felt that she had some difficulty breathing.
"That's it?"
Chen Wen looked Monsoon up and down.
I thought it could be stronger, but it turned out that I didn't even cross a big realm.
It just raised him from the early stage of the Ming Dao Realm to the peak of the Ming Dao Realm.
"It's useless to have a hard mouth. ”
Monsoon said coldly.
The figure flickered.
In an instant, it disappeared in place.
In the blink of an eye, he came to Chen Wen's back.
"Give me death!"
With a loud shout, the sword in Ji Feng's hand, wrapped in thick black gas, slashed at the blue bird guarding Chen Wen.
With the blessing of evil qi, the blade of the sword was countless times sharper.
In an instant, the protection of the blue bird was opened.
Seeing this, Ji Feng's eyes couldn't help but flash a flash of joy: "I won." ”
It's just that this year has just flashed.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Monsoon only felt that his wrist was caught by the red-hot iron tongs.
"This, how can it be ......"
Chen Wen grabbed Ji Feng's right hand, which was flushed red, and on his arm, there were also lava-like orbits spreading......
Monsoon barely spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
"Kirin arm?"
"You'll also have a unicorn arm!"
Marshal Zhang Zhen's mastery.
With the ancestral dragon Yin, the blue bird duel, and known as Zheng Guo's three great masters.
Unlike Ancestral Dragon Yin, the favorite thing for those who cultivate the Qilin Arm is melee combat!
Before he could finish thinking about it, Monsoon felt a huge pull.
Then, a red fist smashed into his face.
Poof!
Threw the faint monsoon to the ground.
"Evil cultivation is just a fast cultivation speed, and it is the end of the road after all. Chen Wen muttered in a low voice and commented.
Although the time of fighting was very short, with Chen Wen's eyes, he could already see the disadvantages and advantages of evil cultivation.
"Former ...... Senior, you know all the three great masters?this, how is this possible?" Jiang Mengyao came back from the shock.
"Well, it's only fur, it's enough to deal with these guys. Chen Wen said.
It is indeed just a skin, if Lin Ling personally casts the Blue Bird Duel, no matter how much this monsoon absorbs the cultivation of a thousand more people, it will not be possible to break her Blue Bird Duel.
If it is the ancestral dragon chant cast by Zheng Feng, let alone this monsoon, I am afraid that no one in Chase City will be spared.
Of course, if Zhang Zhen is here, it will only be a blink of an eye to solve them.
At the end of the day, it's just trash fish.
"How did you learn it?" Jiang Mengyao couldn't believe it.
"If I say that Zheng Feng, Zhang Zhen, and Lin Ling taught their exercises by me, do you believe them?" Chen Wen replied with a smile.
"How is this possible. Jiang Mengyao shook her head.
Don't talk about Jiang Mengyao, if you say this, I'm afraid no one in Zheng Guo will believe it.
Over the years, several of them have long been regarded as mythical characters in Zheng Guo.
Of course, Jiang Mengyao believes it or not, Chen Wen doesn't care.
casually mentioned Monsoon: "I have something I want to ask this guy, you guys clean up here." ”
After speaking, Chen Wen left.
Chen Wen...... Chen Wen, what kind of person are you?"
Looking at Chen Wen's back, Jiang Mengyao muttered in a low voice.
......
Came to his room with the monsoon.
Chen Wen directly tied it to the chair.
Then he lifted Erlang's legs.
Picked up a cup of tea and splashed it in his face.
"Not awake?"
Chen Wen was stunned, then found a pot of boiling water and poured it directly.
Zizizizi!
Steaming hot, rising from the monsoon.
Monsoon didn't move, but his eyelids moved imperceptibly.
Seeing this scene, Chen Wen smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.
"Xiaohuan, let the kitchen boil me a pot of hot oil!"
As soon as the words fell, I saw Monsoon trembling.
"What is this, what is it?"
Opening his eyes, Monsoon looked dazed: "Who am I?"