"Life is so great, why don't you know how to cherish it?"

Zhao Linglong killed one person in one step, his white clothes fluttered, and he didn't stir up dust. He wandered between the sword light, like a leisurely stroll, leisurely.

"Mother is pregnant, so hard, why can't she live well?"

He smashed a man's head with a punch, shook his head and sighed.

"Don't you have a love for life?"

Zhao Linglong kicked a person away, slammed into the wall, and saw that he was silent.

"Why don't you run away, you value your own life, how can others cherish it?"

Zhao Linglong's footsteps were agile, and his magic power was activated, and he killed a Taoist priest who turned around and ran away with a snort.

"It's so slow to escape, it shows that you are really begging for death."

Facing a group of stunned and frightened Taoist priests, Zhao Linglong's subordinates were ruthless, smiling, and slaughtered at the gate of Chongyang Palace.

"Provoke me with bloody hands, you should be killed."

He smiled lightly, his figure was like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in Chongyang Palace.

Behind him, figures fell one after another, strewn corpses all over the ground.

"Dead !!"

A female Taoist priest with a long sword in her hand, disheveled and panicked, saw the miserable scene in front of her, her eyes were red, and she didn't want to raise her sword and go straight to Zhao Linglong's heart.

"Hey!!"

"Why Die ......"

Zhao Linglong stood still, slapped it with his backhand, and a loud 'pop' sound came, and the female Taoist spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air and flew back.

"Who are you?"

Four more old Taoist priests ran over, staring at Zhao Linglong with hateful eyes and asked.

Zhao Linglong turned his head and smiled faintly: "In Xia Zhao Linglong, he is the owner of Chilian Mountain Villa at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and several Taoist elders are polite." ”

"You wicked person, killing my Quanzhen Sect disciples, harming my senior brothers and sisters, and acting like a gentleman, it's really disgusting." An old man roared.

"That's right, bloody hands, hypocrisy." Another old Taoist priest roared in grief.

"What kind of enmity does my Quanzhen Sect have against you, and you want to do this?" Holding back his anger, the third old Taoist priest asked.

"I think you're the devil, you've killed countless people, and you're smiling, it's really hateful."

Zhao Linglong smiled, looked at everyone, and nodded slightly: "Everyone, I am familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am still a gentleman at the bottom of the mountain, and I have taught many disciples, and of course I know how to count etiquette." But as soon as you come, your mouth is full of feces, isn't there a single one in the Quanzhen Sect who understands etiquette? ”

Your uncle!!!

The four of them stiffened their faces and scolded inwardly.

"Thou wicked man, thou shalt kill and injure me."

The Taoist priest spoke again, if it weren't for Zhao Linglong's strength, I'm afraid he would have pounced on him a long time ago.

Zhao Linglong sighed helplessly when he heard this: "You Quanzhen Sect intercepted my wife and children, I naturally want to stand up for my wife and children." ”

"How is that possible?"

The four Taoist priests widened their eyes and looked at Zhao Linglong incredulously, but seeing that Zhao Linglong was smiling, his eyes were extremely upright, and he immediately believed a little.

For a while, the four old Taoist priests were full of sadness, their faces were flushed, and they were not light.

"Damn, which disciple is so presumptuous."

"Damn it, my reputation as a true religion will be ruined."

"The scourge of destroying the door, the scourge of destroying the door, what kind of face do we have to go to see the master."

"Wicked, isn't it enough that you've killed so many people?"

Zhao Linglong shook his head lightly: "Of course it's not enough, after all, I'm not here in the future, and I can't let my wife and children be bullied, so let's kill some more enemies for them while I have time now." ”

"You ......"

"Well, you know why. Are you committing suicide, or committing suicide, or committing suicide......"

Tilting his head slightly, he looked at the four old Taoist priests. But he saw that the four Taoist priests looked at each other resolutely, and rushed forward with their swords.

"Hey, why did you force me to kill someone, how good it is for you to commit suicide, and being bitten makes me feel a little more guilty."

Zhao Linglong was helpless, stepped out, shook his shoulder, hit a person's chest, and broke his sternum with a click. The left arm popped out at the same time, and a fist smashed into the waist of the other person, and a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the man's waist shattered and he fell to the ground.

"Die.................."

The eyes of the remaining two erupted with this blood-red light, and they rushed up in a frenzy.

Zhao Linglong didn't even look at it, and launched it with a flick of his fingers, directly piercing their chests.

He walked out of Chongyang Palace with his hands behind his back, picked up a torch and threw it back, and the huge Chongyang Palace turned into a monstrous sea of fire, reflecting the sky.

Zhao Linglong's footsteps were not fast and dissatisfied, and walked down the mountain.

Bowing his head slightly, he pondered his next move.

Six of the seven sons of Quanzhen have died now, and one one doesn't know where it is?

It's a vast sea of people, and I don't know how to find it.

"Forget it, wait for him to come to the door."

Sighing slightly, Zhao Linglong walked out of the mountain gate, and suddenly his body flicked back, and his fingers flicked back.

Zhao Zhijing, who had just run out of the sea of fire, stiffened his body and stood stiffly at the door, staring at Zhao Linglong's departing back with frightened eyes.

He felt a burning heat behind him, followed by a foul smell.

Zhao Sijing cried in fear, but the tears could not extinguish the flames.

His frightened urinary incontinence, although it slowed the flames a little, made them even more tormented in the fire.

Finally, he turned into a burning man, and at the same time, the acupuncture hole was unlocked.

Zhao Zhijing screamed and ran forward, full of fire, extremely terrifying.

Zhao Zhijing will be incomparable, why should he believe the words of those two beggars, why should he be anxious for success and profit, and provoke Li Mochou.

Now, not only is it difficult to protect himself, but even the Quanzhen Sect has been wiped out.

A fire, decades of glory, turned to ashes.

Zhao Zhijing was in pain in his heart and struggled in the sea of fire. He regretted it, he was sad.

At this time, before he died, what position he was in charge of, what martial arts secrets, and what martial arts prestige all disappeared.

He laughed at himself sitting in the well and watching the sky, he finally understood that only strength is everything.

However, it was too late.

I don't know how long it took, but only a puddle of ashes remained.

And the fire in Chongyang Palace was monstrous, countless people saw this scene, and countless people ran over quickly.

On this night, the foot of Zhongnan Mountain was very lively.

And Zhao Linglong was lying in the bedroom of Chilian Villa, sleeping leisurely.

He didn't know that there had been a commotion outside, there were survivors in Chongyang Palace after all, and the news was released, the martial arts were in an uproar, and countless people in the rivers and lakes were terrified, especially the group of people gathered in Lujiazhuang, all of them were pale and frightened.

Because, the Quanzhen Sect was destroyed, only because Li Mochou was intercepted and killed.

They were scared and panicked, so the next day, Lujiazhuang, Jiaxing, held a martial arts conference, calling on the heroes to unite the strength of all people to eliminate demons!!