"Just dead?"

Feng Mengrui was a little incredible, but she didn't expect that the five masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect, who had dealt with a lot, would be leveled by Uncle Tai's father and son in this way.

It's too simple.

For Feng Mengrui, this process is also too fast and shocking, especially the timing chosen by Uncle Tai just now, which is just right, and the last sword qi seems to be very domineering, as if it is a Tai Chi gossip yin and yang cycle.

"Uncle and Senior Brother are really powerful, your father and son cooperate seamlessly, thank God for his unjust death!" Chang Rutian said with a smile.

"Senior brother has won the prize!"

Uncle Chengde laughed, and returned the sword to the sheath with a natural expression: "I didn't expect that these people still have two brushes, and they actually followed us without my knowledge." Miscalculation, miscalculation. ”

"Yes, there are many masters in the world, and Xie Tian is one of them." Feng Mengrui said: "But fortunately, they are dead." ”

Uncle Tai nodded and said, "Search first, what good things are on them, and then talk." The movements were unceremonious, and in these bodies they turned up, only to find some healing medicine.

For his actions, except for Uncle Chengde, everyone else frowned. They don't like to pull out dead people's things.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect has already died before leaving the sect, and there is one less faction, but there are still many factions left. Although it is said that this time it is the gathering of the eight Chongxiao Sword Orders, the various sects will definitely send people. A scuffle is inevitable. Uncle Chengde's voice sounded, and what he said was the truth.

"No matter what he is, we are not soft persimmons, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and we are afraid of them, and the rest should be Purple Smoke Valley and a few other sects." Chang Rutian sneered, he is also a decisive person, and he can be regarded as a ruthless person, it is just a big deal to die, for the treasure of ancient sword cultivation, it can be regarded as fighting.

"Yes, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, we are afraid of who will come, but this time it is not only us, there are also the Jade Pavilion of Daliang, Cangming Island, the Gui Dynasty Faction, the Zhengqi Sect, and the Lijiang Courtyard, so we have to be more careful next." Uncle Cheng De is heroic and dry.

The attraction of the ancient sword cultivator's tomb is extremely powerful, and when the time comes, all forces will come, and heroes will gather.

After a few days, the group got a few different grasses, and then rushed to the East Chou Valley, which is a huge valley with cliffs on three sides, towering and steep.

It is rumored that the entrance of the ancient tomb of the ancient sword cultivator is on the mountain wall with some grooves due south.

When Uncle Tai and them arrived, he saw a lot of people, at least more than a thousand people, all of them were masters, and the worst was only the innate ten-fold. Uncle Tai glanced at it, and immediately found a different person in the crowd.

This person was the innate master who hunted him down that day, forcing him to burrow into the world of the Heavenly Dragon Babu.

It turned out to be him?

The master of Purple Smoke Valley! One of the many elders - Chu Yuanxing!

Just when Uncle Tai appeared, Chu Yuanxing was looking at Uncle Tai with hatred, Uncle Tai's eyes flashed, this Chu Yuanxing seemed to be congenital eleventh when he chased and killed him, and now it seems that he has reached the innate twelfth.

But it's just a congenital twelve-fold, and now if the other party doesn't know the interest, he doesn't mind letting the other party die!

Among these people, there are also strong opponents, such as Cangming Island, four innate twelve-fold masters, surrounding an ordinary-looking old man, this old man gives him an extremely strong sense of threat.

Uncle Tai looked in the direction of Purple Smoke Valley, he swept past Chu Yuanxing, and his eyes fell on a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with his hands behind his back, his expression was a little arrogant, and he also gave Uncle Tai a little sense of threat. However, compared to the old man, this middle-aged man is more sharp.

It's strong!

Those who came today are all masters who can't be seen on weekdays!

For the ancient sword cultivation of the ancient tombs, all gathered here.

"It's Zhang Chenyu, this person is at the peak of his congenital nature, and it is rumored that his strength is comparable to that of the head Hao Zizhi, and he is here today!" Chang Rutian frowned and said.

Since Uncle Tai was a new master, Feng Mengrui explained to him, and Uncle Tai knew that this person was the second master of Purple Smoke Valley, extremely strong, and he was also Chu Yuanxing's cousin, so it was a little troublesome.

Uncle Tai's mind was scorching, and the reason why Chu Yuanxing was looking for him to take revenge and hunt him down was to kill his son Chu Bo in the desert of Qingyang Town.

Mahler is a handle, and he is even related to him, and it seems that he is in some trouble today.

Now that it has hit the Purple Smoke Valley, a battle is inevitable.

Uncle Chengde's face was a little gloomy: "Zhi'er, did you kill Chu Yuanxing's son before Qingyang Town?" Back then, Chu Yuanxing chased you for thousands of miles, and I was still a little puzzled, so I kept tracking it and found that his son died in your hands. ”

Uncle Tai said, "Yes, his son did die at my hands. ”

"It looks like there is going to be a battle today, but it doesn't matter, his son is dead and dead, so what does it matter. What's the matter, I'll take it! Uncle Chengde said with a solemn gaze. The internal qi began to adjust secretly, adjusting the body to the best shooting state, and it seemed that it was not as easy as before.

Could it be that this Zhang Chenyu's cultivation is really high?

"Uncle Chengde, I didn't expect you to come too, it's really gratifying, we haven't seen each other for a long time." A hint of mockery appeared on Zhang Chenyu's face.

Uncle Chengde sneered: "I didn't expect to see you here, did you heal from your injuries last time?" ”

As soon as these words came out, a trace of annoyance appeared on Zhang Chenyu's face, he and Uncle Chengde have always been opponents, since Uncle Chengde entered the Tianhe Sword Sect, the two have been fighting for more than 20 years, and they have a chance of winning each other, which can be described as equal!

"Uncle Chengde, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Chenyu snorted coldly and said, "It's good that you're here, let's settle the new and old accounts together." ”

Uncle Chengde said lightly: "You and I have been fighting for so many years, what do you want?" Every time you don't get any good! ”

"Now, I can't help you, today is the first account." Zhang Chenyu said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yuanxing came out of the crowd, staring at Uncle Tai with both eyes, revealing a wave of hatred, and said coldly: "I want him to die without a place to be buried!" Avenge my son! ”

Uncle Chengde was about to speak, but Uncle Tai took a step forward and sneered: "Old horseman, it turned out that you chased and killed me, causing me to flee thousands of miles, oh, I remember, you are Chu Bo's Laozi, you want to kill me today?" I don't know if you have the ability to do this. ”

As soon as the words fell, the innate twelve-fold power suddenly burst out.

As soon as the momentum was released, all the eyes of the audience were fixed on Uncle Tai's body.

All at once shocked. (To be continued.) )