The outside of the field was full of law enforcers and supervisors, and they saw Chen Jun walking outside the field, at a loss. They were ordered to guard the place and not let outsiders in, but they didn't hear about it and didn't let them out. Besides, this is Mentor Chen Jun, although he is not from Zhulu Academy now, but after all, he is the dean's disciple, Xu Ming's junior brother, is he really stopping him?

The enforcers are all looking at their bosses on the field, and so are the monitors. Naturally, the two spirits would not give such a thankless and offending order, so they both turned their heads and kicked the ball to Xu Ming.

Xu Ming coughed dryly and shook his head and said, "Ahem, this person is old, and he will be dizzy and hot after watching it for a long time, what about you?"

"yes, yes," both shook their heads.

Then I saw a group of law enforcers, and the inspectors shook their heads together: "Dizzy, move." ”

"You, good job" Zhao Ziwu saw this situation, so he could only choose to go on his own, and kicked out and walked towards Chen Jun who flew in.

Before he got close, he gave him a sword to force him back, "Get out! I'll meet you when I'm free." ”

Chen Jun flew out of the encirclement, unusually relaxed, so far it was not the magic sword pulling him, but he went by himself, and he also knew that the magic sword was guiding him.

After landing, Chen Jun walked to the door of the master.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Chen?" The head also asked politely, but there was no expression on his face, and he had a very cold temperament.

"What's the matter, kill you" When the words fell, a sword was swung out, and the head had already taken precautions and was the first to dodge. The magic sword slashed through the air, only to smash the chair under the seat.

"Everyone is optimistic, this Chen Jun shot at me for no reason, it was not relying on the protection of the Zhulu Academy, and he wanted to be the enemy of the world. "When the head of the family fled, he did not forget to fan the flames.

Xu Ming looked at this person coldly, and just said, "He has broken away from my academy, what do you mean by being so provocative?"

And Yang Tianjing was more direct, pulling out the seven-star Xuantie sword on his waist was a sword to slash away. He said: "Hmph! Master Song's recent skills have improved very rapidly, no wonder he is so confident in speaking, I don't know what demon method he has cultivated." ”

The master didn't answer, but just dodged with a strange way, his body seemed to be boneless, leaning back in a bow, and the seven-star Xuantie sword brushed against him.

Seeing that the attack of the two failed, everyone was also suspicious. When did the head of a third-rate sect become so powerful. He actually dodged the blow of the two Innate God Realms, and it was very easy, his realm seemed to be only the late stage of the Sword Sect.

Two more people joined the encirclement and suppression, the old man in gray, and Uncle Jiang, and the two of them attacked the head of the surname Na Song on the left and right.

The old man in gray made a move, and two palms struck out, with two palm prints that were overwhelming. There was a cold release on the palm print, even if the sun was shining, it would not disperse, Matsuyama's upper body dodged, and when he tried to change directions, he found that he couldn't move, it turned out that there was thick ice under his feet. Those two palms, one palm went to the person, and the other palm hit the ground. The ice was spreading at such rapid speed that it was knee-high in the blink of an eye.

"I can't run, come, come and taste the old man's Flame Divine Palm. Uncle Jiang taunted and slapped his palm. The two palms were like two raging flames, which invisibly added a bit of heat to the situation on the scene. The palm print struck behind the master, the fabric burned instantly, and the meat was rattling, but there was something wrong with the sound.

There would be no such sound when he was burned by fire, and he didn't make a sound with such a powerful palm. There was no expression on his face, as if he was not the one who was hurt.

"No, you all get out of the way," Chen Jun called.

When the three of them dispersed, a sword slammed into his chest, piercing into his body like a hot knife cutting through butter. It didn't pierce it, but only slightly stabbed a few inches, and then controlled the sword to pull downward, disemboweling it like a beast.

In a few moments, it broke from the front chest to the lower abdomen, and not a single drop of blood flowed out of it.

"Haha," the boss laughed despite all the pain, "Did you find out, this sword is very weird." ”

Suddenly, a foot stretched out from his abdomen and kicked Chen Jun, Chen Jun couldn't react and kicked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Jun got up from the ground, looked at the disembowelment of the disembowelmented Song Zhangmen, his body was shaking, the finger that came out of his abdomen was shriveled like wood, and then another foot stepped out.

"It's been so long since I've seen the sun, I've almost forgotten its temperature. "The sound does not come from the mouth, but from the abdomen, followed by a hand sticking out of it, followed by half of the body, until a person crawls out of it.

The head of the surname Song fell to the ground, a very thick layer, no wonder there was no pain, no blood flowed out, this is a layer of skin, and the humanoid creature that came out was the culprit.

It is said that it is a human being, because it has hands and feet, but everything that a human being should have. It's just that it's as shriveled as wood, only a layer of skin wraps around the bones, and his height is only six feet, and the martial arts man is only half a little taller. The eyes are very deep, but they are abnormally wide, barefoot, the long and black body hair on the arms and thighs, the people who look at it are panicked, and the long pointed nails make the whole person eerie.

Is this the person who controls the corpses, because since he was attacked, all the corpses have stopped moving, and they have come to the field with their heads hanging and motionless.

It's just that which one of the Zhao family is he?

"Are you...... Zhao Tianming" an older head said in disbelief, and after watching it for a long time, he was sure that "it is really you." ”

", I can't imagine anyone else knows me!" The skeletal "man" opened his mouth and smiled, his black teeth extremely ugly and uneven, as if he had been eaten by insects. Even more ghostly rushed to Chen Jun at a high speed, "Little doll, do you dare to do it with the old man?"

Chen Jun frowned when he looked at the person in front of him, first, he couldn't imagine that the once majestic predecessor of the Zhao family would become such a ghost, if he couldn't speak, he really looked like a martial corpse. Second, he was also surprised how his speed could be so fast, and he could only see an afterimage.

"Zhao Tianming, if it is by seniority, I should call you a senior, but I didn't expect you to become like this. ”

Zhao Tianming is Zhao Ziwu's uncle and the third brother of Zhao Tianxiong, the head of the Zhao family in the previous generation. Young is also a man of the year in the empire, in the decades when Zhao Tianxiong was deeply hit and retreated, leading the Zhao family forward, the Zhao family did not collapse, in addition to the protection of the ancient martial arts family behind him, he also has a lot of credit. But such a character had an accident twenty years ago, and the Zhao family said that he was seriously ill and died, which caused a sensation in the empire at that time. It's just that I didn't expect that today, twenty years later, it will appear like this.

It can't help but be suspicious. What happened twenty years ago that made a generation of heroes fall to such a point, this is no longer as simple as going mad or getting seriously ill. Something to do with that martial corpse?

It's not just Chen Jun who is guessing, everyone is guessing.

"Junior, for the sake of the past, I don't embarrass you, I just want him" said and pointed to Jiang Hai, who was still in a coma, and thought about it again: "I also want this sword." The tone was tough, not to discuss, but to force, and it was said to Chen Jun alone, without taking the others in his eyes at all.

If it weren't for the magic sword in Chen Jun's hand, he wouldn't have taken Chen Jun in his eyes.

The strangeness of the magic sword made him afraid, especially after piercing the martial corpse, it was difficult for him to control the martial corpse, even the "corpse technique" didn't work very well, so he wanted the magic sword.

Chen Jun thought for a moment, and he also saw the extraordinariness of the magic sword and knew his idea. But the appearance of such a 'person' made him a little unexpected, and he couldn't see through his cultivation realm, but he wanted him to hand over Jiang Hai, so he said.

"Seniors are inevitably difficult for strong people, how can I give this sword to someone else's? Besides, if I ask for Zhao Ziwu's life in front of you, can you give it?"

"What?" Zhao Ziwu didn't expect him to dare to say this, ran to Zhao Tianming's side, first saluted respectfully and called the third uncle, and then asked Chen Jun, "What do you mean?

"What is the difference between what I said and what you are doing now? Asking my disciple for his life in front of me! What do you mean by asking me now?"

"Jie Ji, if you want his life, just take it, as long as you have that strength. ”

"Third uncle?" Zhao Ziwu almost shouted.

Not only him, but other people were also surprised, the Zhao family is famous for protecting their shortcomings, how can Zhao Tianming not care about the life and death of his nephew so much, it seems that he has not only changed his form, but also his psychology.

"Your father, who is also my dear brother, promised to give me that thing so that I would walk with you and lie down, but he didn't ask me to keep you safe. You want to direct me, unless you have that too. Zhao Tianming actually told a big secret.

Zhao Ziwu was also speechless, Zhao Tianming was no longer the third uncle in the past, since that accident, he could no longer be called a human, and naturally there would be no human emotions. In his eyes, there is only the forbidden thing, the forbidden law.

"Junior, it seems that you don't plan to give it, then only I, the old bone, will take it myself. When the words fell, the person turned into a phantom again, and Chen Jun didn't see it clearly, the person had already arrived in front of him.

I was shocked, I had dealt with the Zhao family so many times, and I didn't see anyone with such a strange way. waved the magic sword in his hand and slashed away, but it was empty again, and it was just an afterimage.

Suddenly I received a heavy blow on my hand, and I subconsciously let go of my hand, not good!

Chen Jun was shocked, and at the same time saw that it had reached his right side at some point, pointing at his wrist

"Boom, I've got it," a cold voice came.

The magic sword left his hand but was picked up by Zhao Tianming, and then another afterimage dodged Chen Jun's tiger claws, drifting a few steps away.

"Haha, I'm here to see what kind of magic you have," Zhao Tianming's bone claws released his true qi, wanting to explore the secret of the magic sword.

True Qi entered the magic sword, but he let out a miserable scream, and the bone claw was released, and black smoke rose from the claw. The other hand held the bone claw and watched the magic sword fall, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it staggered, releasing a red light and flying towards Jiang Hai's position.