"The Puppet Sect is terrifying enough, isn't it terrifying! The Purple Blood God Sect is terrifying enough! A current No. 1 cult and a former No. 1 cult are all planted in the hands of this person, Gentian Purple, you two people want to die, don't pull this son!" This is Du Chuanchang's truest idea at this moment, and at the same time, he is also determined to put this idea into practice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Du Chuanchang, poison pierces the intestines, and it is really unambiguous to pit the same door.

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Du, are you afraid of a waste person who has no skills? Hehehehe! The deity has really seen a lot today!" Gentian Zi sneered, although he was far inferior to Du Chuanchang in terms of seats, but he was one of the heirs of the mantle appointed by Harrow, and his status was faintly higher than Du Chanchang, of course he dared to refute Du Chuanchang. As soon as his words fell, the thirty Poison Dragon Sect disciples behind him all let out a low laugh of shame, and when that laughter heard Yinchen's ears, they all felt a chill in their teeth.

In front of him, Yinchen was still quite satisfied, although Du Chuanchang was not killed by him, he was almost worse than dead by him. The former chief disciple has now been reduced to being ridiculed by his peers at will, and the former "No. 1 young master in the world" and "Violent Zhu Poison Hand Crowned in the Sea" can only live in the shadow of others, even if he is burdened with "killing Dao", even if the realm is profound, but his heart is filled with fear all the time, and the path of cultivation has been broken.

Yinchen knew that Du Chuanchang hated himself, just as he hated Du Chuanchang, but it was useless for him to hate himself, he had no means to deal with himself under the protection of the Undercurrent Demon Shield now, and in the future, he would not have it.

Therefore, he admired Du Chuanchang's fear with satisfaction for a while, and then turned his face and whispered to the Poisonous Dragon Sect disciple who was suspected to be named Gentian Purple, "Which onion are you?"

"The deity is the heir to the mantle of the sect, ranking forty-eight. Boy, the poisonous dragon teaches you to dare to provoke, you dare to know it. Do you know that if you provoke our Poison Dragon Sect, you will spend your next life under the torture of holy medicine?"

"I only know that the poisonous dragon teaches people, and they may all have a dream of becoming a crow flying all over the sky. Yinchen deliberately was full of nonsense, but he happened to see Du Chuanchang's legs weak and he almost fell to the ground. "Silver dust, you can't ......," he shouted wildly, his hands already in the starting style of a violent Zhu poison hand.

Silver Dust ignored him and looked at Gentian Purple with a cold face. That means "you draw the line and I'll take it."

Gentian purple is not stupid, he can see from Du Chanchang's expression that his chief "talent" is really afraid, then this person in front of him must be very scary, Gentian purple ranks forty-eight, he knows that his catty is two, and it is luck that he can survive three or five times in Du Chuanchang's hands.

He can only be hell if he enters the fourfold body, and in the face of Du Chuanchang, who is now in the Great Perfection of Qi Transformation, he can have a chance of winning.

Gentian purple eyes turned, his mouth was full, and he complimented Du Chuanchang with a sharp tone: "Senior brother, you are the chief of our Poison Dragon Sect, the foreign sect demon slanders the Holy Sect so much, and the attitude is rampant, don't you have any slightest expression?"

"The rules of the Holy Sect, the enemies you have made, solve them by yourself, this friend didn't say anything to slander the Holy Sect, you are so easy to go online, outsiders will think that the Holy Sect is extreme and narrow-minded. You...... If you still know that you are a disciple of the forty-eight seats of the Holy Sect, and you should charge forward for the Holy Sect, Gentian Purple, tell me, among the Holy Sect, how can there be elders who take the lead, and the people below hide behind to watch the lively truth?"

This time, Gentian Purple was pushed in front of Yinchen by Du Chuanchang, and there was no room for the slightest circle, either he confessed, and this matter passed like this, but he must have lost face among his peers, or he jumped out to duel with Yinchen, as for the result, if he wins, he will be considered by the Poison Dragon Sect, and if he loses, he will not be good at learning, after all, he is not the only one in the Poison Dragon Sect.

Gentian Zi thought about it, and in the end, he could only bite the bullet, he always felt that a person without divine skills should not be too difficult to deal with, right? In short, he had no way to retreat, so he could only take a step forward, pointing at Yinchen and saying, "Boy, you insult the Holy Sect, the deity wants to duel with you!"

"Hit it, hit it, and if you die, you will be responsible for carrying it back. Yinchen said in a very angry tone: "In these years, even the guy who has entered the body stage dares to call himself the deity?" he said and pushed Lin Caiyi away.

The rest of the men retreated, making room for a twenty-pace-square clearing, with a mountain wall on one side and a cliff on the other, and the situation was quite precipitous. Gentian purple and silver dust each stood on one side, five zhang apart, just a staggered distance.

Gentian Zizha stepped off the horse and slowly posed in a starting pose, and Yinchen was happy when he saw it, it was actually Du Chuanchang's famous stunt Violent Zhu Poisoner.

"Has this guy ever learned how to write dead characters!" Yinchen sighed in his heart, and did not hesitate, he shook his fist directly, indicating that he also used fist and foot kung fu. Gentian Zi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed silently, a person without divine skills is compared to his fist with a person who has entered the body fourfold?

Gentian Zi didn't notice that Du Chuanchang's face was already pale: "Without the order of this son, the rest of the people are not allowed to make a move no matter what, and the violators will be punished as 'guilty'!" He even wanted to command the people of the Poison Dragon Sect to retreat a little more, but he felt that he couldn't get over his face.

He will never forget Silver Dust's fist in his life, that power, that momentum, it is simply indescribable.

"Violent Zhu Poisonous Hand!" Gentian Zi finished preparation, and didn't even say the word "please", and made a move directly. His body staggered, approaching the silver dust at high speed, and the slight angle of inclination showed that he had used staggered defense.

"Demon Cry Slash Fist. Yinchen pretended to shout, and finally let Du Chuanchang know what kind of peerless learning he had lost in five years. Silver Dust leaped forward lightly, his figure flickered, and he also used staggered defense to rush towards Gentian Purple.

A cloud of blood-red smoke appeared on Gentian Zi's hands, the wind blades danced between his fingers and claws, and his hands suddenly became thin as wood, but the muscles on his arms bulged high, and the blood-colored translucent energy and colorless transparent flying wind pressure spiraled into ten sharp fingers, fiercely forking towards the two vital points of Yinchen's chest and throat.

"Move with both hands at the same time?thug skull poison hand still have such a way to enter?" Yinchen was slightly surprised, there are not many magic skills on the rivers and lakes that can move with both hands at the same time, and it is difficult to resist unless you are equipped with a shield, such a move, judging from the restriction that the Demon Crying Slash Fist can only swing one punch at a time, it seems difficult to deal with, but between Yinchen rushing, there is no intention of changing into a holy light hundred claws.

The martial arts handed down by the ghost god and the thunder god are not so much two fist techniques, but two completely different systems, changing moves between each other, not only involving the fact that it takes at least half a second for the elements to be repaid, but when they switch, they inevitably reveal a flaw.

In the face of a move that seemed to be only able to resist by the Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claws, Yinchen did not change his moves, he believed in the Demon Crying Slash Fist, and even more believed in the terrifying hand speed of the Demon Crying Slash Fist in his hand.

Du Chuanchang's violent Zhu poisonous hand is known as the fastest magic skill in the world, but compared with the Demon Crying Slash Fist, it is almost as fast as a turtle.

In an instant, the two of them staggered, the closest distance between them was less than two feet, and in that narrow space, at the moment when they were closest, several explosions suddenly erupted, and the blood-red fingers, and the fist composed of white bones, collided violently.

Gentian Zi swung out thirteen claws in an instant, except for the 4 finger blades that were missed, the remaining 126 finger blades went straight to the silver dust point, in his mind, a person who didn't know how to do magic skills, must have been poked into a sieve under such an attack, right?

But no.

His opponent, the Silver Mage, threw 635 punches in the same instant, 635 with one hand. Each punch conjured up the fist strength of the Skeleton Emperor, and each punch just annihilated a finger blade, and the rest all bombarded Gentian Purple's body.

Those 635 punches encompass almost all the mysteries of straight punches that can be imagined in the world, and those 635 punches are only one punch in the eyes of any onlooker. Those 635 punches were completely integrated by the silver dust into a punch that was as fast as light, and a skeleton shadow flashed, and he had already taken it.

There is no earth-shattering coercion, there is no fist that destroys mountains and rivers, there is only a fist shadow, a fist shadow composed of skeletons, only a killing intent, the killing intent of the Skeleton Emperor, that seems to be the fist that turns everything in the world into white bones, and it seems that the weight of a whole world falls with a bang, in short, when the silver dust and gentian purple are staggered, everything is over, irretrievable.

Yinchen stopped, didn't turn around, just handed Du Chuanchang a "Don't hurry up yet!" look. As for Gentian Purple, he had almost rushed in front of Lin Caiyi, stopping abruptly, as if he was suddenly no longer affected by inertia.

Lin Caiyi took a step back in horror, she could see clearly that there were no eyeballs in Gentian Purple's eyes, and even the eye sockets had become two slits.

He maintained his human form, standing there with his head in the sky, but the bones under his skin showed a strange form that made people extremely panicked, Lin Caiyi glanced at him, and felt a churning in her stomach, but she couldn't spit out anything, she only felt a sense of disobedience in her scalp tingling, she was sure that a normal person's bones should never die like this.

Then in the next second, a frightened cry rang out, it was the exclamation of the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect.

Gentian Zi's body slowly scattered, as if he had been poisoned by a poison that could completely melt his whole body, but his body did not melt into blood, but disintegrated into flesh and mud.

Demon Cry Slash, Fist of Darkness, Incarnate Skeleton Emperor's Illusion Fist Strength, there is only one kind of power attached, that is, rigidity, absolute rigidity, not death, aging, corrosion or poison, this is an absolute fist of strength, far more powerful than the mage's hand, vector throwing and other spells Countless times more powerful physical output technology, that successive bombardment of punches, each blow is not less than a million tons of power.

The silver dust did not directly grind the gentian purple into atoms, which was already extraordinarily benevolent.

"Give up, retreat!" At this moment, Du Chuanchang no longer cared about the face of the so-called sect, and he didn't care about the dignity of his young master on the Heavenly List, he hurriedly ordered the disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect to rush towards the mine cave on the side, not giving Yinchen any chance to speak at all. Those Poison Dragon Sect disciples who were originally arrogant and domineering had already been frightened at this time, and when they heard the chief's order, they were like being amnestied, and they all screamed and fled with Du Chuanchang, at this moment, in the hearts of these Poison Dragon Sect disciples, they were afraid that Du Chuanchang would be regarded as a reborn parent, right?

Yinchen ignored the ugliness of these Poison Dragon Sect disciples, it was certain that he wanted to harvest Du Chuanchang's life, and that was something that he could only do after he saw the Poison Dragon Sect disappear with his own eyes. The mage plays revenge, and is more cruel than any warrior.

Yinchen crossed his hands on his hips and quietly watched Du Chuanchang flee to the depths of the mine, his silver-colored pupils full of treacherous expressions. "No, how can you run for your life to such a place?" he muttered to himself.

"Leave him alone. After all, they are members of the Poison Dragon Sect, and among the Poison Dragon Sect, there are such masters as clouds, and we can not provoke them. Lin Caiyi recovered from the shock just now, and hurriedly dissuaded, she didn't care if the people of the Poison Dragon Sect wanted to mine to make money, she just wanted those vicious and terrifying guys not to attack her.

Silver Dust shrugged indifferently and continued on his way.

He walked more than a mile and stopped in front of another mine, and in front of him, a dozen men in black robes were sneaking into the cave with a look of excitement.

Yinchen raised his hand and motioned for Lin Caiyi to stop advancing. He stared at one of the young men in black, who was also staring at him, raising one hand and making a strange and complex gesture that looked like a seal.

Lin Caiyi saw the other party's movements, and immediately used his magic skills to prepare for battle, but Yinchen didn't show the slightest look of vigilance, he knew that gesture, which was given to him by the ghost Li Ming a few days ago, where would he forget?

"Du Chuanchang came with more than 30 people, and their cultivation is not high, but their poison needs to be guarded against. Yinchen said this sentence without a beginning or end, and saw the young black-robed man gratefully arching his hand, and from beginning to end, those black-robed men did not make a sound.

Silver Dust stood where he was, neither detouring away, nor following, nor hindering, allowing the men to burrow into the mine, and after a while, he turned around and faced the mine, his eyes flashing with a slight hesitation and anticipation.

He had that feeling when he was walking the tunnel, that something was waiting for him in front of him, and now, this feeling suddenly became very strong.

"Who are they? I've never seen the badge on them. Lin Caiyi asked in a low voice, she had already seen that Yinchen knew these people. (To be continued.) )