Quiescence.

The whole scene was silent for dozens of breaths, and although it was not long, it could definitely be regarded as a blank, because during this period of time, the whole scene seemed to exist as if it had been extracted, and it seemed that nothing had ever happened.

But reality is reality, eye-catching large fonts, sharp spears, everything is placed there, and people have to accept it.

"Hmm!"

After a long time, the sound of difficult moans broke the peace, and it was only at this time that everyone present came back from their shock, and looked at Jing Chong with dull eyes and disbelief on their faces, and no one said anything after a long time.

There will be such a reaction, in fact, it is not surprising, after all, Jing Chong's methods just now are really too ruthless, although it did not cause any physical damage, but in the face of such a delicate girl, she can still be so ruthless, I am afraid that Jing Chong is the only one present.

What's more, Jing Chong was not only ruthless, but also ruthless, kicking it out with one kick, and the posture he posed was enough to make people ashamed and embarrassed.

Of course, these are not the main ones, the main thing is Jing Chong's strength, at the moment when the two of them fought, as senior cultivators, others may not be able to see it, but Qiu Zhiyuan empathizes, Liu Xiaoying stabbed out with one shot, the mastery of marksmanship, the mystery of the body, definitely the best in the realm of blood and qi.

On the surface, Jing Chong is just a realm of blood and qi, the same realm, the gap between each other is so big, Liu Xiaoying can go on a few rounds no matter how bad it is, but one move, only one move, it will fail miserably, such a result, has to attract Qiu Zhiyuan's attention.

If what you expected is good, the other party has just entered the inner village for more than a month, and there is no good trick to cultivate, and such a result appears, then there is only one possibility, that is, talent.

He could only use this to explain everything in front of him, but he ignored Jing Chong's diligence. So he became more nervous, it was unwise to be an enemy of such a person, but as far as the current situation is concerned, the two sides are on the same footing, and there is no room for relaxation at all, and the matter has come to this point, and the only half point is to strangle it in the cradle.

With such thoughts, Qiu Zhiyuan's eyes quickly appeared with a touch of gloom that was difficult for others to detect, this kind of light was well concealed, and at the same time, he combined the atmosphere, and his palms shook and remembered an extremely rhythmic applause.

"Good, good, good, so wonderful, Senior Brother Jing is really extraordinary, Qiu is really admired!" Then Qiu Zhiyuan's admiration came from the courtyard, and the whole atmosphere seemed to become relaxed.

"Cousin, you!" Gongye Changxun on the side seemed to be confused by Qiu Zhiyuan's actions, he looked at Qiu Zhiyuan with a puzzled face, pointed at Liu Xiaoying, and then said eagerly.

Qiu Zhiyuan didn't speak, just glanced at him, and then looked at Jing Chong opposite with a smile on his face, and walked towards him gently.

"Where is Nie Haiyuan!" Qiu Zhiyuan hid a knife in his smile, of course Jing Chong knew that he was too lazy to play those imaginary things, so as soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the topic, if he wanted to fight or kill, he had to have a good time, this was his character.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Jing is still a little younger, his temperament is anxious, we live in the same world, we are originally our own people, Senior Brother Nie is my right-hand man of Yaoxianju, what can I do to him? Rest assured that he is fine!" Qiu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, and when he spoke, he walked to Jing Chong's side, patted the other party's shoulder with his palm, and then circled around his body, looking extremely casual.

"Don't come with me for more than a month, although we two brothers don't know much about you, but what you did, we still empathize, I don't care about how much Haiyuan has been wronged with you, now you hand him over!"

I have to say that Jing Chong's communication skills are indeed limited, and he doesn't have that kind of sleek personality at all, so every sentence is-for-tat.

"Hehe, it seems that Senior Brother Jing doesn't believe it anymore! Okay, take Senior Brother Nie!"

It was a very unexpected result, I didn't expect Qiu Zhiyuan to be so "reasonable" at this time, and as soon as the words fell, he beckoned to the main hall behind him.

As the words fell, the figures in the main hall flickered, one in front of the other walked out of two figures, the figure in front of the body was wide, the person did not arrive first to the stomach, the wide face was still fat, and the scar at the corner of the face was clearly visible, but the original red face was extremely pale, and a pair of eyes should be blazing, but at this time it seemed very weak, walking slightly staggering, it was obvious that he had just been tortured, but there was no half of blood stains on his clothes, and there was nothing big on the surface.

Seeing this figure, Jing Chong's body trembled coldly, and a trace of luster flashed in his originally cold gaze, and he tried his best to suppress the surging heart, and it seemed that something was stuck in his throat for a long time before he made a sound.

"Hai Yuan, it's you!" The hoarse voice was slightly choked, and Jing Chong unconsciously moved towards him.

Nie Haiyuan, who was on the other side, also appeared a smile in the shortest possible time the moment he saw Jing Chong, but then he was replaced by an extreme worry.

But before he could open his mouth to speak, Leng Buding felt that the evil wind behind him was not good, and a figure rushed towards Jing Chong not far away from him like lightning.

Almost subconsciously turned around, Nie Haiyuan tried in vain to block the danger behind him with his fat body, but after all, he was too empty, even if he was so close, he still couldn't stop the figure.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in the courtyard, the cold light attached to the figure, and in an instant it disappeared into the range where Jing Chong was, the momentum of the bright and dangling long sword was like a rainbow, the sword was exposed, and the murderous aura was compelling, although it was only a move, but it was full of jealousy and viciousness of the sword caster, the sword seemed to be stabbed to the chest, but in fact it came to the throat, this move "Dulong stabbing void" was ruthless and vicious, and a sword stabbed out of the thunder Lingfeng did not have a chance to breathe with the enemy.

The cold air was like ice, and in an instant, the originally "relaxed" atmosphere was pulled into the freezing point again, and Nie Haiyuan behind him was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, he opened his mouth and was stunned, his mind was blank, and the only thought was that this time Jing Chong was over.

Everyone held their breath, and most of them had smiles on their faces, it was obvious that these were things they had planned, this move was done, even if Jing Chong did not die, it would be difficult to have a chance to rise, which was undoubtedly the best consolation for those who had been "mutilated".

So at this time, whether it was Gongye Changxun, Liu Xiaoying, or even Chang Lin, who thought he was righteous, had a smug smile on his face, this time the "Gentleman's Sword" became famous with one sword, and they were very happy, and they all saw the desired result.

A pair of eyes stared at the cold mang's sharp blade, it came quietly like the scythe of death, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Jing Chong's throat five inches, the sharp sword slashed through the void, and it broke through the slightly dark skin at the sight.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze again, and everyone seemed to see a trace of blood shooting out, followed by a black figure falling to the ground.

However, things did not develop according to the picture they imagined, and at the critical moment when the sword light and skin contact seemed to be incompatible, the momentum that was originally rushing like the wind suddenly disappeared, and the sharp tip of the sword seemed to be suddenly caught by a pair of pincers, no matter what, it was difficult to move a single bit, it hung high in the air and did not move, until a long time later, when I saw Jing Chong's throat rolling, there was a sign of movement again.

"Smack!"

Then a soft sound came, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, a drop of blood dripped from the sword body, and everyone's eyes lit up, and they quickly looked at the place where the sword was located, but then the gaze became dim.

Blood did drip from the body of the sword, but it was not the blood in the throat, but the blood on the palm, at this time the sword body stayed in the air, a big black hand tightly grasped the sword body, and the blood dripped from between the cracks.

Frowning brows, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on his dark face in the shortest possible time, one hand grasped the sword body, but in the other hand there was already a blood-red steel knife, without a trace of fancy, and there was no sign of stopping, the steel knife was horizontally in the air, and it was sharply slashed in the direction of the sword hilt.

"Junzi Jian, hypocrite, what a Ma Xiuyuan, I have heard your story a long time ago, today I will let you pay the price for what you have done!"

Before the words fell, only a click was heard, and the blood mist in the void suddenly sprinkled all over the court.