With a sword to cut off the head of Ren Tu, and then taking his mustard seed bag, Chen Zong turned around and walked with brisk and swift steps, and walked away under the horrified gaze of everyone, like a shock. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who is he?

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At the foot of Xinming Mountain.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the sidelines, each facing the sky, their pale faces distorted, their eyes full of horror and despair.

The wound was the same in each corpse, a hole in the chest with the heart gouged out inside.

The dark blue streamer came quickly from a distance, and landed next to a dozen corpses, it was Chen Zong.

After a few careful glances, Chen Zong looked around again, and then set off again, like a wisp of blue smoke.

On the mountain path, a dark-skinned Humpty Dumpty man was gnawing on a steaming heart in one hand while walking happily.

"The taste is not as delicious as last time, and the strength is too weak. ”

Humpty Dumpty said with disgust as he gnawed.

"Heart-eaters. ”

The sound was like a gust of wind blowing, reaching Humpty Dumpty's ears, Humpty Dumpty suddenly looked back, his small eyes glowed with a fierce light like a ghost, and a glance could make ordinary warriors tremble.

The moment he saw Chen Zong, the heart-eater's fierce little eyes suddenly burst into surprise, and he threw away the heart in his hand without hesitation, regardless of the blood and foam at the corner of his mouth, his big mouth opened to reveal sharp teeth.

"I can feel the incomparably vigorous qi and blood in your body, and the heart that nourishes must be incomparably delicious. The heart-eater's scarlet tongue licked through the sharp teeth, and the small eyes narrowed and burst into a greedy essence, and in an instant, the short and fat figure flashed, and rushed forward with great agility, appearing in front of Chen Zong in an instant.

The five fingers of his right hand stretched out, like the nails made of black metal were extremely sharp, and the distance between them made Chen Zong feel like he had been pierced, and as the claws of the heart-eater drilled through the air, his heart trembled unconsciously, as if he was contained by an invisible mysterious force.

But Chen Zong ignored the sharp claws that drilled into his heart, turned around in an instant, and the long sword was unsheathed.

The crimson sword light is like the sky and the sun, shining on the heaven and the earth.

A sharp sound of gold and iron sounded, countless sparks splashed out, and the powerful anti-shock force impacted, and a figure quickly retreated.

It turned out that the one who rushed towards Chen Zong to grasp the heart was just a phantom, and the real body had already appeared strangely behind Chen Zong's back to shoot, but it was captured by Chen Zong's awareness, and he resisted and repelled with a sword.

"A little bit of a skill. The laughter of the heart-eaters became sharper, faster and more erratic, dissipating and condensing like a cloud of smoke, and it was impossible to distinguish between the real and the false.

Strange and sharp laughter came from all around, like a brain-piercing magic sound, constantly bombarded, but Chen Zong's expression did not change at all.

With a sword in hand, all attacks from all directions are fended off.

"Hearteater!"

The repeated attacks were helpless, and the heart-eater showed his strongest move, and the moment a claw was swung out, Chen Zong's heart jumped uncontrollably, and he immediately stopped, as if he was suppressed by an invisible mountain, and his qi and blood also stopped, and his whole body was instantly weak, extremely uncomfortable.

Then, as if grasped tightly by an invisible hand, it suddenly contracted and moved forward, as if it was about to break away from the chest and body, and the strength of the body would be lost because of it.

Chen Zong could see the hideous smile on the ugly face of the heart-eater.

The sword light flashed, dazzling and dazzling, across the sky.

At the end, there was a touch of jade white, which remained in the eyes of the heart-eater, which was the last scenery.

A sword severed.

The trick of devouring the heart is indeed amazing, if it is a martial artist with the first extreme strength, it is difficult to resist, and nine times out of ten it will be killed, unless it is a master of Yu Zhengxiao's level, but even if it is Yu Zhengxiao, it is not easy to face this move.

Chen Zong's strength has already reached the second pole, and he is still at the stronger level of the second pole, although he has been affected by some influences, he can also get rid of counterattacks.

If it weren't for the other party's methods, Chen Zong would have killed the heart-eater with a sword.

After taking the head and then taking the mustard seed bag, Chen Zongyang walked away.

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At night, it rained heavily.

Thumb-like candles are lit in the ruined temple, and the flickering light of the fire can only illuminate a small area.

The sound of crackling and dense sound came from all directions, it was the sound of rain hitting the leaves, tiles, stones, and earth, which was incomparably complicated, but it was like a rhythm, playing in this night.

A figure sat next to the candlelight, a face full of vicissitudes under the firelight, and the slightly clumsy figure swayed with the flickering candle flame, looking more and more lonely under the dense rain.

The long knife, which was as bright as the waning moon, rested on his lap and gently wiped it with a blood-red cloth, over and over again, as if he was maintaining the most exquisite work of art.

"Are you here to kill me too?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head, his cloudy eyes looked at the mouth of the broken temple, and his voice was slightly hoarse, like a night owl.

"Yes. At the same time as a response, a figure also walked into the broken temple from the outside, even though it was pouring rain outside, but Chen Zong's body was not touched.

"You are the third person who will come and kill me today. The middle-aged man's cloudy gaze fell on the scimitar on his leg again, wiped it attentively, and said words that seemed to be irrelevant to him.

"After tonight, there won't be. Chen Zong responded simply.

"You're confident. At the same time as the words sounded, a miserable white sword light tore the light of the candle flame, and slashed in front of Chen Zong in an instant, making Chen Zong feel that he was about to be split in half.

The crimson sword light was like the sun, shining on the entire ruined temple, and the miserable white sword light was shattered.

"Oita Corpse Chaos Nine Styles!"

The trick was cast, and a miserable white sword light broke through the air again, and the moment it approached, it suddenly trembled, turning into nine paths around Chen Zong's body, and each miserable white sword light was like a scimitar, killing Chen Zong with an astonishing sharpness.

There is no specific trajectory, it is difficult to find any pattern, pure chaos, but amazingly powerful.

It's a subtle move.

This kind of sword technique was enough to kill most of the First Pole Strength Grandmasters, but for Chen Zong, it was far from enough.

With a swing of the sword, the nine miserable white sword lights were all shattered.

The face of the corpse splitter changed suddenly, and without hesitation, it turned into a miserable white light, and quickly shot towards the corner of the ruined temple.

The person who comes is too strong, and he feels invincible, so it is the best policy.

It's just, will Chen Zong let him go?

"The Sharp of Cangyu!"

The Earth Yin Sword came out of its sheath, and a jade-white sword light stabbed straight out, incomparably subtle and incomparably sharp, and nothing could be broken.

The jade-white sword light disappeared, and the figure of the corpse splitting knife suddenly fell to the corner of the ruined temple.

Cutting off his head and taking away the mustard seed bag, Chen Zong was about to walk out of the ruined temple when a figure suddenly rushed in.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, the entire ruined temple was illuminated, and his gaze quickly swept over Chen Zong and the headless corpses in the corners.

"You killed the corpse splitter?"

"Give me his head. ”

The two sentences before and after, with an astonishing domineering, as if Chen Zong would die if he did not comply.

As he spoke, he directly grabbed the mustard seed bag on Chen Zong's waist, intending to take it away.

Chen Zong's figure flashed, avoiding the other party's grasp, and noticed the clothes on the other party's body.

Dark blue robes!

This is the symbol of the core disciple of Taiyuan Heavenly Sect, and it swept over his cuffs, which is the symbol of Zhenyuan Mountain.

This person is the core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain.

"For the sake of being a fellow disciple of Tianzong, I won't worry about you, and I will hand over the head of the corpse splitting knife. Being avoided by Chen Zong, this person was a little surprised, his eyes were fixed, and his tone was cold.

"If you have the ability, come and get it. Chen Zong's answer was more direct.

"Asking for trouble. The core disciples of Zhenyuan Mountain were furious, and the majestic momentum was like an invisible mountain that was suppressed and suppressed.

Then I saw him raise his arm, and his vertical palm was like a knife slashing towards Chen Zong, like a knife mountain impacting, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

Chen Zong then pointed at the sword lightly, and the sharpness was amazing.

As if swords were clashing, Chen Zong's body did not move at all, but the other party shook and took three steps back.

"Okay, I Li Yuan wrote down today's events. Li Yuan snorted coldly, did not draw his knife and shot again, but quickly left the broken temple.

Chen Zong did not catch up.

There is a clear rule in Taiyuan Tianzong that all official disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong are not allowed to tear each other apart.

Second, the other party has no killing intent, just to snatch the mission merit.

"Li Yuan. Chen Zong groaned slightly, and knew the identity of the other party, the third core disciple of Zhenyuan Mountain, with the strength of the first pole, not inferior to Yu Zhengxiao and Senior Brother.

It seems that this town of Yuanshan is really worthy of the title of the first mountain of Taiyuan Seven Mountains.

Stepping forward, Chen Zong walked out of the ruined temple and stepped into the deep night, the heavy rain was still pouring, falling from the gloomy sky, and constantly smashing on Chen Zong's body, but it was isolated by an invisible force.

With the three heads symbolizing the mission, Chen Zong quickly returned to the Taiyuan Tianzong Wanzhi Hall and handed over the task.

Three thousand meritorious deeds.

I checked the task list again, and found that there were no suitable tasks, so I had to give up for the time being.

After all, some tasks have too low merit rewards and take a lot of time to gain more than they lose, while some rewards are higher, but the time and effort required are very long, and they are not suitable for short-term gains.

Returning to the Lingya Pavilion of Cangyu Mountain, Chen Zong took out the weapons of the three people who slaughtered the heart-eaters and the corpse splitting knife and looked at them, they were all third-order pseudo-spirit weapons, but on Chaotian Island, the third-order pseudo-spirit weapons were very valuable, but in the Canglan Continent, the third-order pseudo-spirit weapons had also become common, and their value was average.

The next step was to inspect the mustard bags of the trio.

There are a lot of inferior spirit sources, adding up to more than two thousand, in addition to a lot of pills, pseudo-elixir ores, etc., and finally the martial arts practiced by the three of them.

Slaughter Law!

Hearteater's Claw!

Osena Knife

Chen Zong had fought with those three people, and he had personally experienced the martial arts and skills of the three of them, and he knew very well the power of these three martial arts, so he planned to take a look at it and see if it would be beneficial to him.

Let's start with the method of slaughter.

This inheritance is quite evil, it is a killing-based cultivation method, including both martial arts and martial arts, once you practice this slaughtering method, you will be affected, become murderous, killing for no reason, the more you kill, the stronger the strength.

Looking at it, Chen Zong couldn't help frowning, this was obviously not in line with his own mind, his own cultivation path had always been under his control, not being disturbed and losing himself.