"Hmph, I can't do it. It's true that there is a way to heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to cast. The corners of Shang Mingzhi's mouth rose slightly, such a speed was too slow in his eyes. I saw him wave his hand casually, and a stream of air gushed out of his palm, heading straight for Chen Yichen's chest.

"Be careful. "Jiang Zikun has tested Chen Yichen's cultivation, although he can resist his three successes, but in front of a master like Shang Mingzhi, he is simply vulnerable.

"Ahh ”

There is no doubt that Chen Yichen was hit in the chest by the palm qi. Shang Mingzhi didn't want his life at this time, and after only three successful efforts, Chen Yichen still lost his balance and flew backwards.

Seeing this, Jiang Zikun waved his arm and used the true qi in his hand to take Chen Yichen's body down. Even so, Chen Yichen still felt the blood in his chest tumbling, and finally with a whoosh, blood spit out of his mouth.

"Shhh ”

Although the speed of the short sword stabbed by Chen Yichen was not fast, he still underestimated this young man. In Shang Mingzhi's eyes, his speed is indeed average. What he didn't expect was that when Chen Yichen was knocked away by a palm, the short sword in his hand suddenly gushed out a sword qi and stabbed straight to his heart.

Shang Mingzhi's pupils contracted, and he wanted to dodge the sword qi on the side of his upper body. Even though he stretched out his hand quickly, the sword qi still brushed his arm, leaving a bloody mark on his arm.

"Hmph, I really underestimate you. Shang Mingzhi really underestimated the enemy, but he also felt amazed from the bottom of his heart, at such an age, he was able to urge the sword qi, which really surprised him.

"Evil animal, what do you want to lock up the head of the house here?" Lu Ming raised his trembling hand and pointed at Shang Mingzhi, his face turned pale with anger. He knew in his heart that if Shi Mingzhi attacked Chen Yichen again, he would die.

"Hmph. What do you want?" Shang Mingzhi sneered: "The apprentice just wants the master to teach me the supreme martial arts of this sect, the iron blood palm, so that the apprentice can carry forward the iron blood faction, uncle, do you say this is wrong?"

"Strong words, how can there be a reason not to pass on the martial arts of this school, it is clear that you are peeping into the position of the head. ”

"Hahaha. I really didn't see the head of the Iron Blood Sect before, but now it's a different story. Shang Mingzhi shook his arm, raised his head slightly, and said: "It won't be long before everyone in the rivers and lakes will know that tonight, the demon of the Demon Domain, Chen Yichen, infiltrated the Iron Blood Sect and killed the head of the sect and the elders, and the disciple of the head Shang Mingzhi avenged the teacher and was seriously injured after killing the Demon Demon Domain. ”

"What a wishful thinking. Jiang Zikun smiled and said disapprerovingly: "With such a vulgar excuse, how many people do you think believe you?"

"Hmph, does that matter? After tonight, you will be a dead corpse, how can the dead speak?" Shang Mingzhi was proud, as if everything was under control, and said, "At that time, only I will have the qualifications to take over as the head of this sect, and then compete for the position of Holy Venerable." ”

"Hahaha. The tone is not small, just relying on you, a wicked animal who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors, you are still delusional to fight for the Holy Venerable, it is really shameless. Lu Ming suddenly burst out laughing, as if he was deliberately mocking Shang Mingzhi.

"Evil animal, I can't imagine that your scheming is so insidious. This seat is truly blind, and I will take you under it. Jiang Zikun regretted not being at the beginning, and knew that he would not escape today.

"Evil obstacles, your senior brother is seriously injured, is it your secret poisoner? Seeing Shang Mingzhi's true face, Lu Ming vaguely felt that Wang Zhiyi's injury was probably not so simple.

"Yes, he's just wounded in my hands, as vulnerable as you are. Shang Mingzhi said this, his face was quite proud,

"Brute. When Jiang Zikun heard this, his teeth clenched, and his clenched fists creaked.

"The apprentice is a beast, so isn't the master an old beast, haha. Shang Mingzhi's face suddenly sank, and he said: "Since you are so willing to call me a beast, then the apprentice will satisfy your old heart, so what's the harm in being a beast once." ”

As soon as Shang Mingzhi's words fell, his feet flashed, and the speed caught people off guard. Hearing only a muffled sound, Wang Zhiyi's beloved disciple fell to the ground. I'm afraid that even he didn't expect that Shang Mingzhi would suddenly make a move, so that he died so quietly.

"Next. As Shang Mingzhi spoke, his eyes scanned the crowd, and finally his gaze stayed on Jiang Zikun's face, and said, "Old beast, apprentice will send you on the road, how about it?"

When everyone's attention was focused on the two of them, Shang Mingzhi suddenly attacked him unprepared, and slapped his palm on the heart of Wang Zhiyi's other apprentice. I saw that his eyes were like a bell, and his heart was broken by Shang Mingzhi's palm, and blood slowly oozed out from his seven orifices.

Jiang Zikun watched his apprentice grandson die, but he couldn't do anything, his eyes twisted into a curve. His teeth creaked, his eyes reddened, as if he was about to erupt with anger, and two words came out of his mouth: "Evil animal." ”

"Hahaha, you can call as much as you want. After all, you are still my master, and your last words always have to make you happy. The most surprising thing to me was that it was a hairy boy who had not dried up. Shang Mingzhi showed a sneer, not caring at all about what Jiang Zikun called him. His head twisted slightly, he looked at Chen Yichen with a smile, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he continued: "I didn't expect that the token of the head of the family was in your hands. ”

Chen Yichen didn't speak, but just glared at Shang Mingzhi with his eyes. Wanwan's death can be regarded as a gift from him. Secretly fighting in his heart, running the cold qi in his body. Holding the Phantom Scale Sword tightly in his hand, he knew that he was not his opponent, but even if he died, he had to fight hard.

"Hmph, you still have the mind to do it, why do you want to sneak attack?" Shang Mingzhi looked at Chen Yichen with contempt, his eyes still paused for a moment on the short sword in his hand. I suddenly remembered that I had heard an apprentice say in the Mocheng Inn that a young man used his sword qi to cut the stairs, could it be him?

"If you like it, you can take it. ”

I don't know when, Chen Yichen had already taken off the wrench, turned sideways to Shang Mingzhi, raised his arm stretched out slightly, his fingertips pinched the wrench, and the other arm was just out of Shang Mingzhi's sight, holding the Phantom Scale Sword. said: "You don't need it very much. With it, the entire Predator Sect should be at your command. ”

"What, want to ask for mercy?" Shang Mingzhi looked at the token in his hand and said disapprovingly: "This thing, sooner or later, will be mine." However, it is also wise to beg for mercy at this moment, and those who know the times are handsome. Well, if you two old things don't ask for mercy and say a few nice words, maybe I'll leave you a whole corpse. ”

"If you want, come and get it. Chen Yichen continuously fed the cold current in his body into the short sword, trying to strike with all his strength when Shang Mingzhi came over. Get ready, in order to provoke Shang Mingzhi, he deliberately said: "I'm afraid you won't dare to come and take it." ”

"Joke, a hairy boy who has not dried up, what can I do. Although Shang Mingzhi was stabbed by him, it was completely careless. And it only hurts the skin, and it is not a big problem.

Shang Mingzhi approached step by step, and an invisible huge pressure made Chen Yichen's head sweat, and his heart seemed to jump out of his throat. Although he tried his best to suppress the nervousness, the hand holding the short sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Shang Mingzhi stopped, and the hand that was slowly stretched out was within reach.

"This is the moment. Chen Yichen said secretly in his heart, and his body turned slightly. When it was too late, the arm holding the Phantom Scale Sword suddenly raised, and with a cold light, the short sword quickly stabbed towards Shang Mingzhi's heart.

If it is an ordinary person, this is undoubtedly a fatal blow. But at this time, he was facing Shang Mingzhi, who was cunning and cunning, and there was a huge disparity in strength.

Even though Chen Yichen felt good about the speed of this blow, in the eyes of a master like Shang Mingzhi, it was still much slower. What's more, Shang Mingzhi has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, no matter his experience or thoughts, he is far better than Chen Yichen. As early as when Chen Yichen made a provocation, Shang Mingzhi had already expected his careful thoughts.

Seeing Chen Yichen's waving arms, a sneer slipped across the corners of Shang Mingzhi's mouth. The light body shook slightly, and with a twist of his feet, the person had already turned behind him. Raising his hand to Chen Yichen's back shoulder is a palm.

The figure disappeared suddenly, and when Chen Yichen was stunned, he felt a huge impact on his back shoulder, and then the whole person lost weightlessness, flew out of the air a foot away, and fell to the ground hard.

There was a "poof", another mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and he coughed a few dry coughs. Only then did I feel that half of my body and one arm became numb and completely uncontrollable.