[Chapter Word Count:2567Last Updated:2015-05-0307:30:57.0]

"Who, who killed my son?

Jin Zhikun stood up, raised his head and roared angrily, his face twisted and hideous, like a beastly monster. A pair of eyes looked around, and when he glanced at it, the guards and disciples were all frightened, and they all took a few steps back.

The Cloud Mist Sect is known for its alchemy cultivation of medicinal herbs, and there are branch halls such as the Mountain Patrol Hall, the Refining Hall and the Alchemy Hall in the sect, but the most important thing is the Alchemy Hall, which is the core of the Cloud Mist Sect. The hall master of the Alchemy Hall has always been under only a few elders in the sect, and he is in a high position.

Jin Zhikun has been in control of the Alchemy Hall for many years, and he has long been a tree with deep roots and is not angry, and he himself is also an outstanding cultivator, and he broke through to the seventh level of monks ten years ago, and there is only a thin line away from the real human realm. Suddenly, he was furious, and his majesty was revealed, although there were many disciples and guards who rushed over after hearing the news, none of them dared to look directly at him, and none of them dared to come out.

"Here, I killed it. Ye Chuan said lightly, and stood up calmly in front of everyone's eyes, facing the coercion of the hall master Jin Zhikun.

"Hahaha, good, good, boy, count yourself in kind!"

Jin Zhikun laughed angrily, took a step forward, clicked, the bluestone slab under his feet cracked, and the murderous aura in his body soared, "Sue me, why, why did you kill my Hua'er?"

Jin Zhikun's eyes were dripping with blood, and his hideous appearance made people feel shocked, and he shuddered at a glance.

"Because, he deserves to die!"

Ye Chuan's words were concise and concise, and as soon as the words came out, people were shocked again.

Good fellow, dare to say this even in front of the Lord of the First Hall, is this ignorance or rampant? He is not afraid that the Lord of the Golden Hall will tear him on the spot?

Jin Zhikun's face turned red, and he trembled with anger by Ye Chuan's words 'damn', took a step forward again, and said fiercely: "Why? Ye Chuan, say, give me a reason not to kill you!"

"Perhaps dissatisfied with this family business, Jinhua's junior brother wanted to escape from marriage and fled down the mountain overnight. It's a pity that even if he escaped from marriage, he actually sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the exercises before he went down the mountain. ”

Ye Chuan glanced around and talked lightly, "I'm about to go to the cave house but I ran away from the marriage, I don't have any responsibility at all, I don't care if I will cause trouble for the sect." As an elite disciple, he knowingly committed stealing exercises and breaking the law. These two articles alone are serious enough to behead the public. Steal it, steal it, Jinhua junior brother not only did not wake up, but instead ordered the killer to kill people, and a whole twelve guards died tragically under his tiger fist. If it weren't for the arrival of the Great Elder in time, I'm afraid that I, the senior brother, would have been killed by him. Shouldn't such a heinous scum be killed?"

Ye Chuan was calm and calm, and in just a few words, he made it clear what had happened, arousing people's anger and hatred.

Sure enough, looking at Jinhua's bloody corpse, people's eyes slowly changed, and there was no longer any sympathy and pity. If Jinhua is a human being, aren't the twelve guards human? If you don't kill Jinhua, a scum, how can you serve the public, and what are the laws of the sect?

"Boy, even if you can say it again, you will die today, kill!"

Jin Zhikun shouted angrily, no longer giving Ye Chuan a chance to explain, and flew towards him. Above his head, a phantom of a scorpion suddenly appeared, and with a flick of the scorpion's tail, a wind knife whistled towards Ye Chuan, accompanied by a fishy wind.

Scorpion Paw!

As soon as he made a move, Jin Zhikun performed a famous lore, and he was about to kill Ye Chuan in one face.

The martial artist realm refines the body, and after cultivating to the monk realm, you can cultivate supernatural powers and condense all kinds of natal talismans. Jin Hua's natal talisman is a tiger, Jin Zhikun's is a poisonous scorpion, just the fishy wind that blows on the face can make people dizzy and kill people a hundred meters away!

Ye Chuan held his breath, his body shook, and he quickly took a few steps backwards, flashing the whistling wind knife.

"Huh......"

Seeing that Ye Chuan was nothing, Jin Zhikun exclaimed, and his face became even more hideous.

The most powerful thing about the scorpion tail swing just now is not the wind knife itself, but the highly poisonous fishy wind. Even if it is a disciple of a monk, it is not easy to retreat with this move, how did this kid Ye Chuan do it?

"Come again, boy, within three moves, I will kill you!"

Jin Zhikun's eyes erupted with fire, and he pounced on it again, and his body shook in front of Ye Chuan, and he slapped it with a slap. This time, the power is greater, and the fishy wind is stronger. The guards and disciples who were watching the battle from the sidelines were busy retreating, and they all felt dizzy and stuffy in their chests after more than ten meters.

Jin Zhikun's speed was amazing, and this time, Ye Chuan did not retreat, but raised the broom in his hand.

It seems that this broom is so bland that no one wants to throw it aside. But for some reason, in an instant, Jin Zhikun felt a sense of danger in his heart, and his eyebrows ached faintly, as if what was in front of him was not a broom, but a sword that sharpened iron like clay. Continue to slap it, Ye Chuan will be slapped into meat sauce, and his eyebrows and palms will also be pierced.

"Hey, good boy, come again, the second move, the scorpion raises its head!"

Jin Zhikun screamed again, and brazenly performed a more powerful lore. The poisonous scorpion on its head suddenly lowered its head, its abdomen was deeply concave, and then it suddenly bulged, and its tail flicked at high speed.

In the air, there was a sudden rippling aura.

The onlookers stepped back again, far to the side, all in unison sensing the danger.

Ye Chuan also frowned, and his eyebrows jumped wildly.

If in his heyday, a small role like Jin Zhikun is not worth mentioning, there are many ways to easily break his trick. But now, the difference between the realms of the two sides is too great, the fivefold martial artist is sevenfold versus the sevenfold monk, the gap is too big, even if the experience is rich, it is in vain.

"Senior brother don't panic, let me come!"

A cold voice suddenly came from afar, and a sword light suddenly flew from the darkness.

The indifferent and arrogant Nantian Du had an amazing speed, and before the words fell, he flew and landed in front of Ye Chuan, standing tall as a mountain, and the sharp long sword pointed at Jin Zhikun's eyebrows with a murderous awe. The gray-bearded second elder followed closely behind, walked out of the darkness with a medicine hoe, glanced at Jin Zhikun, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you are going to kill my big disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect in three moves, what a big breath." Jin Zhikun, who told you to do it? The head is not here, do you really think that no one can control lawlessness? Come on, come on, fight with me, an old man, within three moves, if I can't kill you, I won't call Nangong Ren!"

At the critical moment, the second elder Nangong ninja master and apprentice flew in and blocked the extremely vicious Jin Zhikun.

"Second Elder, you ......"

Jin Zhikun was so angry that he gritted his teeth with hatred, and he was about to succeed but was blocked alive, which was really aggrieved. But looking at the arrogant Nantiandu, and then looking at the second elder who was protecting the short, he still had to endure it even if his hands and feet moved. Nantian is nothing, if the second elder really makes a move, with his true human realm triple cultivation, he will definitely hit the wall and break the blood. Besides, the second elder is notoriously eccentric, smelly and hard, no one is afraid, and it is really possible to really hurt the killer when his temper comes up.

"Zhikun, come back, although Jinhua died pitifully, after all, there was a mistake first. In any case, the laws of the sect still have to be followed. The third elder spoke, and looked at the second elder who was full of twists and turns, his face gloomy. A pair of narrow eyes looked at Ye Chuan a few times, like a poisonous snake, which made people uncomfortable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Third Elder, I have only one son, Hua'er can't die like this, Third Elder......" Jin Zhikun vomited blood in his heart, looking at the body of his son Jinhua, where would he give up?

"Stupid, although the Great Elder didn't say anything, he was obviously secretly protecting Ye Chuan's kid. With the support of the Great Elder and the Second Elder, can you afford to fight with them now? The people from the Xuanding Sect will arrive soon, and naturally someone will come out to find trouble with Ye Chuan's kid, who is Tuoba Xiong, see how the Great Elder and the Second Elder explain!"

The three elders' lips moved, and the voice sounded directly in Jin Zhikun's mind.

That's right, what about Tuoba Bear? With his identity, temper and cultivation, can he easily bypass this kid Ye Chuan?

Jin Zhikun's eyes lit up, and he glared at Ye Chuan fiercely, and then retreated stupidly.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a sudden commotion in the distance, and the flames soared into the sky. As soon as he talked about Tuoba Bear, the people of Xuanding Gate quickly arrived and lit torches to send their relatives to him.

On the night of candles in the cave room, the bride came, but the groom had been beaten to death by a sweep, what should I do?

Up and down the sect, Qi Qi had a worried face and felt bad, and the Great Elder was the same, with a headache.