Heavenly Rank Master!

Fan Zhengdao finally learned to be obedient, and with such a big stroke, he actually invited a heaven-level master.

After thinking about it carefully, this arrogant and openly provocative Heavenly Rank master should be from the Sakura Country.

It is not surprising that the Yanxia Hidden Sect can produce Lu Xiongtu, a cultivation genius like Yao Fengju, and one or two immortal martial arts masters in the Sakura Country.

After all, now that the aura is pouring in, the sky is covered, and the benefits are not only on the hot summer side, but also on the Sakura Country Hidden Gate, which also has the opportunity to accumulate and advance to a higher realm.

It's just a heavenly step, and it doesn't seem to be enough to see.

Chen Lang touched the six Donkey Kong Pills in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of coldness.

After Chen Lang got out of the car, he stepped into the gate of the Chu family's villa without hurrying, and as many as twenty weak or strong qi machines appeared in his divine consciousness.

Generous!

Walking towards him, Chu Jianghuai, who was followed by four cherry blossom warriors, swept away the decadent aura of the day before yesterday, looked at Chen Lang with gloomy eyes, and asked, "Chen Lang, I didn't expect you to come back alive!" ”

"What, disappointed?"

Chu Jianghuai was of course disappointed, very disappointed.

Chen Lang returned to Liuzhou unharmed, which means that either Duanmu Zongmin has died at his hands, or he has reached some kind of agreement with Duanmu Zongmin, or he has surrendered to the Canghai faction.

No matter what kind of possibility, it is not what Chu Jianghuai wants to see.

Chu Jianghuai glanced at Chen Lang up and down, but couldn't help but ask, "What about my son?" ”

"Dead!" Chen Lang put his hands on his shoulders, holding the blood-drinking knife, and spoke bluntly.

"You killed him?" Chu Jianghuai was like being struck by lightning, his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

Chu Feng is the only seedling of the Chu family, except for him, Chu Jianghuai doesn't have a younger son, not even a little daughter, if Chu Feng is really dead, then the incense of the Chu family will be broken, and who will hand over a huge share of the family business?

Such a blow was even worse than killing Chu Jianghuai.

"There is a debtor who is wronged, don't talk nonsense if you don't have evidence. Your son died at the hands of two wretched women whom he had slain. Chen Lang kindly persuaded, "Mr. Chu will mourn and change, two grievances will be reported, and Chu Feng's death will not be unjust." Well, I see that Mr. Chu is in his prime, if you grasp it tightly, and then take some fierce medicine, you can still have another son......"

"Shut up!" Chu Jianghuai's face was like ashes, his forehead was bruised, his fingers trembled and pointed at Chen Lang, and he said angrily, "Chen Lang, you don't want to leave the Chu family alive today, I want you to die well!" ”

Chen Lang mocked: "Just that bullshit Heavenly Rank Martial Saint who hides his head and shrinks his tail? ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man with gray hair and early fifties walked out of the living room slowly.

"I'm Fan Zhengdao! Let me ask you, did you kill my son Fan Zhe? ”

Chen Langmo rubbed his chin and wondered, "You are not sure if Fan Zhe was killed by me, so you sent a killer to hunt me down?" ”

"Did you kill Fan Zhe?" Fan Zhengdao gritted his teeth and asked again.

Chen Lang shrugged indifferently: "You should think that I killed you." ”

"Why? Why do you want to hurt my son? ”

"Because he's damned!"

"Then you too die!" Fan Zhengdao's tone was calm and calm, and he said slowly, "But your rotten life is not enough to cover my son's life, after you die, I will send your wife down to accompany you." Not only your wife, as long as you have a relationship with someone, I will let them die no one. ”

When the words fell, Fan Zhengdao turned around, and his waist pole completed ninety degrees, a standard cherry blossom country bow.

He whispered to the air, "Your Highness, please! ”

Saint?

Chen Lang was stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, and saw a gray mist suddenly rising in the southeast corner of the villa courtyard twenty meters away from him.

The next second.

A woman dressed in a black tight-fitting leather coat, with a bumpy figure and an extremely bewitching appearance, lifted the Netherworld Soul Gun obliquely with one hand, and stepped out of the mist with a bewitching gait.

Chen Lang frowned and looked at the ravine on the bluestone ground, which was cut by the Netherworld Soul Spear that fell to the ground with the tip of the spear, and slowly tore off the silk cloth wrapped in the blood-drinking madness.

I guessed wrong, the Heavenly Rank master was not from the Sakura Country, but the Demon Sect Demon Maiden Leng Qiuli who had made him frustrated at the cliff of the Hidden Dragon Valley in Yunding!

"See you again!" Leng Qiuli stopped ten meters away from Chen Lang, and his eyes, which were even colder than Lu Yujin, did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Chen Lang stared at this demon girl who was by no means the most beautiful in his life, but definitely the sexiest demon girl, and silently clenched the hilt of the blood-drinking mad knife.

"Where's your sword? A righteous monk who claims to be righteous is using the magic sword of my Demon Sect, which is really ridiculous! ”

Leng Qiuli sneered coldly, then glanced at Fan Zhengdao out of the corner of his eye, and said, "Fan Zhengdao, take your people back." ”

"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, they are all Sakura warriors with extraordinary skills, and they may be able to help you deal with Chen Lang." Fan Zhengdao said respectfully.

"It's just a bunch of ants, really think they can bite the giant elephant to death? Go back and tell Yagyu Kazuo that if he doesn't live up to the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect won't fail him! "Read a book with a quick eye

"Good! I'll tell you the truth. Fan Zhengdao's eyes were like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, staring at Chen Lang, "It's just that I want to see him die with my own eyes!" ”

"If you don't leave, you may die!" Leng Qiu sank from his right hand, and the tip of the Nether Soul Spear slid into the ground, and countless spiderweb-like cracks instantly cracked on the bluestone ground that was as hard as iron.

What does it mean?

Fan Zhengdao was stunned, and said anxiously: "Your Highness the Holy Maiden, you can't be untrustworthy, you obviously promised the Sword Saint to kill Chen Lang for me and avenge your hatred." ”

Chen Lang was secretly amused, this fool couldn't get the good intentions of His Highness the Holy Maiden at all.

The battle of the heavenly level cannot be talked about destroying the heavens and the earth, but under the outbreak of all the strength, it will be fought to the death, but those powerful qi machines scattered in all directions can easily raze the magnificent villa of the Chu family to the ground.

When the time comes, it is difficult to say who will live and who will die between him and Leng Qiu, and the ordinary people in this villa, if one is counted as one, they will all have to be strangled by the gas engine.

"Idiot!" Leng Qiuli didn't bother to explain again, and after scolding, the tip of the gun swirled, and the space behind him seemed to suddenly open a gate to hell, and two tigers with tiger stripes on their faces and a rich dead aura around their bodies both jumped out of the black hole-like space.

Wozh!

Chen Lang's heart was shocked, and he could barely hold back and draw his knife on the spot!

In just a few months, Leng Qiuli, a demon girl from the Demon Sect with amazing talent, jumped from the eighth rank of the ground rank to the seventh rank of the heavenly rank pseudo-martial saint, he could barely accept it, but it was too nonsense for the two tiger warriors who were originally the peak of the ninth rank of the earth rank to be promoted to the heaven rank together.

Although he could temporarily jump into the Vajra Realm with the help of the Donkey Kong Pill, a Vajra Peak that could only last for one minute basically had no chance of winning against the three Heavenly Ranks.

You must know that these three heavenly steps cannot be speculated by common sense.

Leng Qiuli, who had refined the Demon Sect's No. 1 Demon Spear Netherworld Imperial Soul Spear, was a mess herself, coupled with the treacherous and changeable Demon Sect's top-level exercises she had cultivated, it was absolutely impossible to kill her in a minute like solving Duanmu Zongmin.

As for the two tiger warriors who felt almost zero pain, not to mention the steel and iron bones, invulnerable, if they didn't find their life, they might not be killed by a dozen cuts.

Moreover, he only has one chance, and Leng Qiuli will never give him a second chance to take Donkey Kong Pill.

Alas, fortunately, I brought a lot of spirit runes, and I could still top one at a critical moment.

Chen Lang calmed down and said calmly: "It's rare for you to have good thoughts, let's fight in another place." ”

It is not a pity that Fan Zhengdao and Chu Jianghuai died, but those nannies and servants in the Chu family's villa were innocent.

Leng Qiuli snorted coldly, revealing the temperament of a demon girl who regards human life like a mustard, "The opportunity has already been given, since you haven't seized it, then the life and death of these ants will be determined by heaven's will!" However, you still have a chance to live, take me three shots and not die, I give you the opportunity to serve me as Lord! ”

This is to ask Lao Tzu to be a slave for you, compared to the last time he was asked to be a tiger on the cliff of Hidden Dragon Valley, the treatment has been significantly improved.

Chen Lang tugged at the corners of his mouth and said angrily: "Do I still have to thank you?" ”

"This is grace, and you should be grateful!" Leng Qiuli said as a matter of course.

Thank you sister!

Chen Lang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Why don't I repay you and tell you a secret for free?" ”

"Does procrastination work? Today you are either a slave or a servant, and you don't want to leave this place alive! ”

"I really can't get used to your awesome face. I'm going to run, and you think you can stop me? Chen Lang calmly pressed the knife and stood up, "Have you heard of Dugu Qingtian?" ”

"Sword Demon Dugu Qingtian?"

"Hey, you really know?" Chen Lang gave a thumbs up with a hippie smile.

"A person who has been dead for more than 300 years, knows if it is a big deal? If you are willing to be my slave, I can take you to meet Dugu Qingtian's wife, Situ Linglong. ”

"What did you say?" Chen Lang was shocked.

"What, your so-called secret is a name?" Leng Qiuli said disdainfully.

Chen Lang said in a trembling voice: "Situ Linglong is Dugu Qingtian's wife? She's alive? ”

"Dead! But the flesh does not rot, and the face is lifelike. ”

Hearing this, Chen Lang exhaled a deep breath, and then couldn't help but smile: "No wonder Dugu Qingtian wants to find your Demon Sect's bad luck, it turns out that he wants to get back his wife's body." ”

"What did you say?"

This time, it was Leng Qiuli's turn to be shocked.

No matter how invincible Dugu Qingtian is, he is only a mortal, and he has not ascended to the Tao, how can he live for three hundred years?

It is certain that the higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan, but even if you cultivate to the realm of returning to Tibet above Tiangang, you will not live to be two hundred years old at most.

If the Demon Sect's record of the life of the Sword Demon Dugu Qingtian is correct, then when the Sword Demon Dugu Qingtian dies, he will be the peak martial god of the Tibetan Realm.

Even if Dugu Qingtian hadn't died at the beginning, he should have died a hundred years ago.

Moreover, according to the secret records of the Demon Sect, Dugu Qingtian died together with the Demon Sect Lord and the Four Dharma Kings in the battle of the Demon Sect Wilderness three hundred years ago, not only the meridians of the whole body were broken, but even the dantian qi sea was smashed by the Demon Sect Master's palm, and finally the body was swallowed by quicksand and buried deep in the sea of thousands of miles of sand.

After 300 years, how can it be possible to come back from the dead?

Chen Lang smiled slightly: "I said that Dugu Qingtian is searching for traces of your Demon Sect. Your Highness, are you scared? ”