"Kill!"

As soon as Bai Chou's killing voice fell, all the masters on the entire Tianquan Mountain came out.

He has made full preparations for today, and now the henchmen that Su Mengzhen relied on have all gone down the mountain, and the entire Tianquan Mountain is all for him, killing machines everywhere, swords and swords everywhere, and the Yellow Mansion has been surrounded.

The person who came, with a clear face and a calm knife eye, walked out calmly from the snowy night, who else could it be besides Chen Zhuo.

At the moment when Chen Zhuo appeared and walked out, Ye Yunxuan was the most straightforward, got up and said sharply: "Who are you?" ”

Brother Xiao Mosquito smiled stiffly and said, "He is the leader of the Shenzhou Alliance you are looking for!" ”

Ren Ren Ren also got up, "Haha, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to break in to hell." ”

It seems that the person in front of him is like the chopping board of fish and meat, and he is slaughtered by others.

Ye Yun's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he took the lead in pushing his fist, "Hey! Eat your grandfather's punch! ”

This person's fist is heavy, the fist is strong, the fist is flying for a moment, the case in front of him exploded, the sound of wind and thunder was loud, and a fist had fallen to Chen Zhuo's chest, with a "bang", dull and deafening.

However, when this punch was struck, the faces of several people present all changed sharply, and they changed and changed.

But seeing that Ye Yunxuan was in the air, there was a layer of ripples under the powerful fist that was difficult to see with the naked eye, like a stone entering the water, blocking the fist three feet away, and it was difficult to enter at all.

"Innate supreme qi?"

Seeing this scene, Ren Lao was taken aback.

"It's not."

Ren Yan gasped, and his body shook violently.

"It's mental power!"

There was once such a strange person in the world, who did not cultivate internal strength, but could pick peaches from a peach tree more than ten steps away with spiritual thoughts, and use his thoughts as his strength, which is more incredible than the internal force of true qi.

Such a method is not unusual, the "sad little arrow" of the thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty involves this kind of strange power, and Xu Xiaoyi, a "heavenly clothed layman", is also pondering this strange power.

But what is strange is that it is difficult for anyone in the world to reach such a shocking situation as Chen Zhuo.

"Good!"

Ye Yunxuan couldn't help but look solemn, the moment his feet landed, he suddenly flew back, roared with his breath, stomped his feet, and immediately saw two well-defined foot marks imprinted on the stone slab, sinking a few inches.

"Look at the punch!"

Looking at Chen Zhuo who was more than ten steps away, his eyes were fierce, his whole body was full of qi, he strode up, raised his right fist again, and fought his life's work, if the fire was ignited on the fist, the flesh and blood were red, and the dragon and tiger walked under his feet.

This man is extremely menacing.

And what greeted him was a punch without much fancy skills, Chen Zhuo's feet did not move, simple and ordinary, he glanced at the other party with calm eyes, and met him with a punch.

In the hustle and bustle, before everyone could see clearly, a figure had "crackled" and flew out upside down.

Ye Yunxuan's feet were in the air, his whole body was full of bone cracks, his hands and feet were swinging, and before he could land, the person had already widened his eyes and screamed "ah", and then exploded in the air, and his chest and abdomen seemed to be stuffed with gunpowder, and he was torn apart, and there was no corpse.

The killing sounds outside the building stopped abruptly, and the needles could be heard inside the building.

Everyone looked at the burly figure standing as steady as a mountain, their hearts twitched and tightened, and their faces were full of nervousness.

Look at Ye Yunxuan's head rolling to the ground again, his eyes open, he didn't bat at death, and several people looked at each other in shock.

One of the six masters who shook the rivers and lakes, he was so vulnerable.

The hard-working smile was stunned on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a few drops of blood splashed on his cheeks, but the two of them were also very fast, they did not shoot at Chen Zhuo, but showed their killing intent at Su Mengzhen.

The top priority is to completely eradicate Su Mengzhen, the old landlord, and it is natural for Bai Choufei to become the new landlord.

"Whew!"

A wisp of finger strength broke through the air.

Bai Chou raised his chin and made a provocative gesture towards Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, indifferent to the finger strength. His eyes turned like lightning, looking at the hard work, and with a lift of his index finger, two strange snake-like gray thunderbolts swished out from his fingertips, like arrows, turning in the shadow of the lamp, and disappeared in a flash.

Looking at Su Mengzhen's close proximity, his eyes were smiling, and he was about to make a move, when he saw a thunderbolt flashing in the void out of the corner of his eye, and the killing machine was coming, and he retreated, thinking that the thunder mang was close behind, the two of them didn't dare to connect hard, and they tossed and turned under their feet, and shouted at the same time: "Don't do it yet!" ”

And in the wind and snow outside the building, more than a dozen figures flew in, wrapped in frost and snow, holding a knife in one hand and a rattan card in the other.

How do you think that Chen Zhuo suddenly raised his arms, rolled his sleeves without looking back, and the wind blew when he landed on the ground.

Before the dozen or so rattan swordsmen could react, the swords and weapons in their hands shook in unison, and then they broke free from control, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, they rose into the sky one after another, converging in the air, trembling incessantly.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were dark, the red mark on his eyebrows lit up, and as soon as he grabbed it, more than a dozen steel knives were immediately introduced into his hands one by one.

The thunder in his palm flickered, and as soon as the steel knives touched the flesh, they twisted and deformed from head to tail in an instant, and quickly turned into a mass of molten iron at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chen Zhuo's hands were pulled and wiped, and the molten iron was reshaped to reproduce the knife shape.

Wait until everyone is looking at it.

The dozen or so steel knives before had long since disappeared, and only a single knife remained, which rushed out of Chen Zhuo's hands, and then shot into the air, trembling and shocking, and then falling from the sky and falling back.

The tip of the knife is sharply swirled, standing upright, the whole body is pitch black, but the blade of the knife is amazingly long, four feet long, wide and thick, the tip of the knife is straight and oblique, and the flipped and sharp whirl brings up gusts of wind.

Chen Zhuo's clothes rolled, hunting sounded, his right hand pressed the handle of the knife, five fingers and a grip, just one hand, everyone's scalp was numb for no reason, his face was pale, he was uncomfortable, and the cold air on his neck was rising, as if he was going to fly out of the sky in the next second.

The single knife was huge, but it seemed very suitable for a burly person like Chen Zhuo to hold it.

Suddenly.

"Huh!"

A faint sword light suddenly lit up in front of everyone's eyes, almost shaking over the entire Yellow Building, bringing a cold feeling like a painful skin.

The more than ten rattan knife hands were shocked, and they hurriedly pulled out a short knife from behind the rattan brand, but they were just about to parry, but the people in front of them seemed to be dreamy, there was no entity, and they quickly drilled through the bodies of more than ten people like a phantom.

As soon as the knife was retracted, Chen Zhuo had returned to the original place, as if he had never moved, holding the knife and standing, the blade of the knife pointed obliquely to the ground, and a drop of red blood slipped down along the edge of the blade and splashed on the ground.

And the more than ten rattan sword players stood in place one after another, their feet steady, and the pillars of blood suddenly rushed out from their broken necks, pushing their heads into the air, and the blood splashed like a roar, instantly dyeing the red and yellow buildings.

Chen Zhuo picked up the knife in his hand, flicked the blade of the knife, and said lightly:

"Today I'm going to stretch my chest...... They all have to die!!! ”

(End of chapter)