"Since you want to find death yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Ritian snorted coldly, the feather fan in his hand closed suddenly, and there was a crisp sound of 'pop', and several sharp silver lights shot out from the feather fan in his hand.

These are silver needles, quenched with poison!

See blood seal your throat!

One after another, silver needles burst towards Jiang Chen at an extremely fast speed, and the trajectory was difficult to fathom.

Zhao Ritian had a smug sneer on his face: "If you dare to offend Young Master Ben, you are simply killing yourself." ”

"Second Young Master is wise and martial!"

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks danced with his hands and flattered excitedly.

Zhao Ritian laughed: "In addition to the wise and martial arts, there must be another number one in the world......!"

"That's natural, the second young master is a well-deserved ...... in the world," the sharp-beaked young man was saying, his voice suddenly stammered, his eyes widened and he stared ahead, his throat squirmed for a while, as if he had been choked by someone.

Ding! Ding!

The sound of the three metal collisions was exceptionally crisp.

Jiang Chen just raised one finger, and a faint silver light was condensed on his finger, and he blocked those sharp poisonous needles with one finger!

"How is this possible?" Zhao Ritian's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed.

Don't look at the feather fan in his hand is ordinary, but it is actually a yellow-rank middle-level Xuan soldier, and each of the poisonous needles in it has a hardness and sharpness comparable to that of a yellow-order Xuan soldier. In addition, it is highly poisonous, and it can see blood and seal the throat, which is definitely a killing weapon.

Zhao Ritian relied on the poisonous needle of this feather fan, but he killed many strong people!

But Jiang Chen actually blocked the poisonous needle with one finger.

It's incredible!

"Is this what you rely on, if you don't have any other means, then it's my turn!" Jiang Chen squinted, leaned forward slightly, staring at Zhao Ritian.

"Boy, you can actually dodge the poisonous needle of this young master, you kid still has some ability. It's just ......"

Zhao Ritian clenched his fists and made a 'gurgling' sound, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he said viciously, "You offended Young Master Ben without opening your eyes, hum...... Anyone who dares to provoke the majesty of Young Master Ben will be regarded as provoking the majesty of the Qinghuo Gang. If you dare to provoke the majesty of the Green Fire Gang, there is only one end, and that is - death!"

The last word 'death' is particularly heavy.

Almost at the same time as he spoke, Zhao Ritian was already holding a feather fan in his hand and rushed towards Jiang Chen at an extremely fast speed.

When the feather fan in his hand was separated, it could trigger the secret weapon poison needle, and after it was brought together, it turned into an extremely hard short-bladed war knife, which was actually a yellow-rank Xuan soldier!

The feather fan alone is to fight with the Qingfeng Sword in Jiang Chen's hand without falling behind!

"This guy is retributional, ruthless, and wants to kill people at every turn. The Qinghuo Gang behind him is one of the three major forces in the Magnolia Mansion, and if he is allowed to escape, I will become a thorn in the side of the Qinghuo Gang. It seems that it can only be cut down and eradicated, and it will never be a disaster!" Jiang Chen looked down at the Qingfeng Sword in his hand.

The Qinghuo Gang is one of the three major forces in the Magnolia Mansion, and the heritage it has and the power it has are absolutely unfathomable.

If he provokes the Qinghuo Gang, he will definitely be remembered by this No. 1 sect, and with his current strength, he is definitely not the opponent of the Qinghuo Gang.

In order to avoid being approached by the Qinghuo Gang, the only way is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!

"Burning Flames!"

Zhao Ritian held a feather fan in his hand, stepped on the ground, and made a burst of 'boom' sounds.

His speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Jiang Chen, and a blazing fiery red true qi rushed out from the feather fan in his hand. This Zhao Ritian's martial soul is a fire spring, and every trace of true qi has been washed by the fire spring martial soul and has mutated, with the power of scorching flames.

The fiery red true qi heat wave was rolling, as if it was a fire wave rushing in a sea of fire, turning into a high wall of flames, crushing towards Jiang Chen.

"This blazing sky is my young master's strongest move, even gold and iron can be melted. You little bastard dares to be the enemy of Young Master Ben, just wait to be burned to ashes!" Zhao Ritian said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Just when he was triumphant......

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks on the side couldn't help but tug at the corners of his clothes, Zhao Ritian was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of Jiang Chen.

I saw that in the raging flames, a figure walked out of the flames unharmed, and the flame true qi that could melt gold and iron was actually swallowed by Jiang Chen in one gulp. A moment later, with a 'hiccup', a cloud of black smoke erupted from Jiang Chen's mouth!

Zhao Ritian was already completely dumbfounded.

The attack he was proud of was swallowed by Jiang Chen in one bite?

"This, this guy is simply a monster!" Zhao Ritian swallowed wildly.

Seeing that Jiang Chen had devoured the last trace of Flame True Qi, and walked towards him with the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, Zhao Ritian's legs trembled slightly. His cultivation has reached the ninth level of martial arts, and with many hole cards, even if the first powerhouse of the true martial arts realm is standing in front of him, Zhao Ritian is sure to deal with the other party.

But now......

Facing Jiang Chen, who is also the ninth level of martial arts, Zhao Ritian was completely stunned!

He even commanded a few of his subordinates: "What are you still doing in a daze? Give Lao Tzu, slaughter this little animal, if anyone dares to retreat, Young Master Ben will promise to destroy your whole family!"

Under Zhao Ritian's threat, those people could only face Jiang Chen with their heads.

These people didn't show any mercy to Xiao Bai, and Jiang Chen naturally didn't have any spare hands, just a thunder move.

Rumble!

The sword light was like electricity, the sword was like thunder splitting the air, a sword swept, and the masters of the six Qinghuo Gang were directly killed by him with a sword!

"It's your turn!"

Jiang Chen raised the sword in his hand and shot out a sword that was five zhang long, rushing towards Zhao Ritian.

"Get the hell out of ......"

Zhao Ritian raised his hand to resist, but his attack was ruthlessly destroyed by the sword, and between life and death, Zhao Ritian grabbed the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked youth and threw it at Jiang Chen as a meat shield. The young man screamed and wailed, and was directly split in half by a sword, and blood rolled down like a rain of blood.

"Don't, don't come here......"

Zhao Ritian was so frightened that he staggered and fell to the ground, with a look of horror and fear, using his hands and feet together, and constantly retreating.

Jiang Chen stood with his sword in his hand, pressing forward step by step, drops of bright red blood slipped from the long sword in his hand, and a faint smell of blood filled the air: "Didn't you just say that you were going to kill me? Didn't you want me to kneel down and beg you for mercy? Why, now you're not crazy? Don't kill me?"

"I was wrong, uncle, I know I was wrong, please treat me like a fart!"

"I don't dare to go crazy anymore......"

"As long as you don't kill me, I promise I won't trouble you again. And, moreover, you will become a friend of my Qinghuo Gang, please don't kill me......" Zhao Ritian knelt on the ground, his head kept knocking on the ground, making a 'dong dong' sound. His body trembled, lest he anger Jiang Chen and was killed by a sword.

"You know to beg for mercy now, but it's a pity that it's too late!" Jiang Chen's face was expressionless.

The sword in his hand swept away, separating Zhao Ritian's throat, and blood gushed like a spring.

Zhao Ritian clutched his throat tightly with both hands to stop the blood from flowing out, his voice was hoarse, his blood-red eyes widened, full of despair and resentment: "You, you can't die well, heaven and earth, I, my Qinghuo Gang will never spare your ......"

Poof!

Zhao Ritian lay in a pool of blood and died of exhaustion!