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A bewitching woman with a stunning face walked silently through the corridor with an anxious expression.

What about people?

Who is plotting against those five people? Yan Bing was shocked and angry, she had always disdained to think that the five people were rubbish from beginning to end. But waste is also useful, and that is to find out what is not being discussed.

As an elder of the sect, it is unjustifiable to kill a disciple in private. Although there are countless disciples who died in the Yin Wind Cave, one more is not more, and one less is not less, no one will care too much.

However, in Yan Bing's mind, it would be best to have five wastes as scapegoats just in case.

Yan Bing thought silently in his heart, and a sneer appeared. She has been retiring from the position of Jianlifeng for almost fifty years, and has been living in seclusion and cultivating in the back mountain, and the name Tan Weiran is naturally very unfamiliar.

See the inner disciples of Defeng, talk about it!

It must be a great mistake for a disciple from a district to be punished here. After going out, it is difficult to have a future. When this kind of disciple dies, he dies, and after checking it for a while, it will have to end, and no one will care too much.

Killing a disciple can be exchanged for Bi Risheng's promise to take care of her offspring in the court, and it is worth it.

Moreover, most of the people who see Defeng are poor families, and most of them are the sons of families. The grievances of the two major branches are not a day or two, and if you don't say it, who doesn't want the other party to die in your heart.

Don't say that killing a disciple of the inner sect of Jiande Peak is killing a disciple of the true lineage of Jiande Peak, and you can do it occasionally.

"Ahh

A miserable howl stirred up.

"Who is it, get out, get out! Are you a fucking human, a ghost, or a demon, do you dare to get out and fight us openly!"

Guan Pingru roared wildly, terrified. Chen Bing calmly stopped him and said in a deep voice: "The other party is not a ghost or a demon, but a human." Cultivation is definitely not as good as us, so we are hiding in the dark and sneaking attack!"

"Look!"

The third companion convulsed and breathed, blood dripping from beneath him. Chen Bing turned quietly and pointed to the wound: "It's a sword wound." And not the strange injury before. ”

Tan Weiran is as quietly as a tanuki, seemingly slow, but in fact his steps are moving quickly. Seeing Chen Bing's face again and four times, there were always some familiar doubts.

"This person has some sense of déjà vu. It seems to be ......"

With a chuckle in his heart, Tan Weiran dug out of his memory and was surprised: "This Chen Bing seems to be Chen Bing, the general under the command of the tyrant king?"

"Like, really like. The vague face in my memory overlapped with the face at this time, and it was seven or eight points similar: "It is estimated that it is this Chen Bing." ”

Tan Weiran was surprised and pinched his fingers. The Peacock King, the Red-Blooded Kunpeng, the King of Xiao Ming, and the Freedom King of Xiangzhou, a North Sea Wasteland will give birth to these characters in the future, which is incredible.

"Your Excellency has been following us, just to plot against us. First of all, we don't know, that's it. At this time, you still want to plot, but it won't work. ”

The voice spread from the open corridor, and Chen Bing said in a deep voice: "Guan Ping, we won't leave." Let's see if he can't survive it, or if we can't get through it. ”

This was deliberately said loudly, and Chen Bing said: "If I were Your Excellency, the plot would have failed, and in this situation, Your Excellency's only way to kill us is to show your face!"

After speaking, he sat down with Guan Ping and didn't leave.

Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows and secretly thought: "If you can leave a name in the future, you really have the ability." ”

At this time, if the other party does not leave, the plot will no longer work. If it is said that he is boiling, Chen Bing is afraid that his cultivation is not as good as his cultivation, he can't carry much water and food, and it is difficult to survive the other party.

Tan Weiran's thoughts turned, his thoughts were smooth, and he smiled and strode out of the dark corridor!

I saw a handsome young man strolling out, smiling leisurely. Chen Bing and Guan Ping were stunned for a while, almost unable to believe that the person who once frightened them was a teenager. ...,

At a second glance, he recognized it, and immediately said as if he was facing a great enemy, and said coldly: "Talk about it!"

"Exactly. Tan Weiran exuded a fighting spirit: "I heard that you are coming to kill me, I am already here!

Guan Ping's eyes showed murderous intent, and he stepped forward and fought together for peace talks with the help of Tongxuan Eight Heavy Cultivation. Chen Bing was left looking at Tan Weiran's face in a daze, and Guan Ping shouted while fighting: "Chen Bing, what are you waiting for, this is the person we want to kill!"

Chen Bing's eyes were complicated, he raised his head, and suddenly shouted: "Wait! ”

Guan Ping was shocked and angry, and took the time to say angrily: "You are crazy! This is the realm of the Xingtian Sect, and the opportunity is rare." ”

"Guan Ping, stand down. Chen Bing gritted his teeth, stepped forward and cultivated with a microscopic realm, forcing the two to separate with a knife. Putting Guan Ping behind him, he carefully looked at Tan Weiran's face, gradually confirmed something, and suddenly hugged his fists and said: "Chen Bing, I have something to ask!"

"Do you have a man named Lin Lao...... Butler?"

Chen Bing recalled the past, and he was not quite sure of the relationship between the old man and the child, so he asked intently: "Seven years ago, were you in Yunzhou and asked Lin Lao to save the two old men from the stick of the wealthy family's slaves!"

Seven years ago, I seemed to be only five years old, how could I remember. Vigilant in his heart, he shook his head in confusion: "I don't remember, but there is an old Lin by my side." ”

Chen Bing's heart was complicated. Recalls that seven years ago, if it weren't for the passing child of the family who ordered a person named Lin Lao next to him to make a move, he Chen Bing and his old parents would have been beaten to death by a wealthy family slave together.

Later, the general was given justice and the calamity was spared. But Chen Bing wanted to find the two benefactors who passed by, and after finding out the surrounding families, he couldn't find them anymore, and he couldn't find the benefactor if he wanted to repay the favor, which inevitably became a regret that he had been thinking about for many years.

There must be a difference between the appearance of Tan Weiran and when he was five years old, but he is not an adult, and he has not taken off the appearance of the year. As soon as he saw his face, he was recognized by Chen Bing as the benefactor of the year.

On one side is the kindness of the general, and on the other side is the benefactor of the past. Chen Bing's hands and feet were cold, and he felt that he was in the most dilemma in his life, but at this moment, he shook his head and said bitterly: "You are my benefactor, I can't kill you!"

Guan Ping heard it clearly on the side, hatred surged into his heart, and he roared angrily and slashed at Chen Bing's heart: "Chen Bing, if you dare to betray the general, you will die!"

With a knife slashing over, Guan Ping was furious and rushed directly to Tan Weiran: "I'll kill you and avenge my son!"

Tan Weiran was confused, did not let down his guard, and was about to make a move at this time, when suddenly a great sense of crisis came to his heart, and he almost didn't think about shooting out the monitoring token.

The overwhelming force was firmly covered on the gang qi hood, and it suddenly shattered, and the remaining palm power beat Tan Weiran to the point of spurting blood and flying out.

A woman appeared like a fairy, cold and disdainful: "Sure enough, it's a bunch of waste! I thought that you couldn't even pick up a single Guan Realm disciple, and you couldn't think of the infighting on the spot." ”

"Be the scapegoats of you. Yan Bing didn't want to say much at all, and his slender hand raised his hand and blasted it over. Guan Ping didn't even have time to open his mouth, he was beaten to the point that his mouth was shattered and his internal organs were shattered and he died!

Chen Bing, who was about to kill Chen Bing, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, suddenly jumped out in a slippery step, snatched the person and disappeared over the corridor, and said to the surprised Chen Bing: "I'm not saving you, you are a witness, you can't die for the time being." ”

"A disciple of the Guan Realm also wants to escape from under my nose, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" Yan Bing snorted coldly, and chased after him with a flicker.

Turning the corner, what hit his face was the pervasive sword light! There was an incredible amount of power condensed in the sword light.

Yan Bing's complexion changed, and he blurted out in shock: "Sword intent!"

"I was deceived by Bi Risheng, this young man is a true disciple, not an inner disciple!"

When Yan Bing was shocked and angry and realized that he had been deceived, Tan Weiran resolutely released his sword intent without reservation: "Nine Sections Thunder Hidden Sword!"

The interweaving of thunder and light is like a net, and it seems to be shallow and faint densely intertwined. With a sword, there is a faint illusion of seizing people's hearts. Between the swings, the sword intent boiled, and everywhere it went, it was everywhere, and it was difficult to resist.

The sword intent is in the direction, the intertwined thunder light and even the crisp sound that penetrates into the body do not stop stirring outside the body, causing the internal organs to be about to be shaken.

"Fifty percent sword intent!" Yan Bing was frightened. A disciple of the Human Guan Realm casts a sword intent, especially a fifty percent sword intent, which means that no matter which branch this disciple is, he must be a true disciple.

He must be a true disciple.

To temper the technique, it is necessary to go step by step, from the first stage to the Great Perfection. Practice the trend of the moves, and then study the meaning of the moves. This is the way of ordinary warriors.

There are always a few martial artists with excellent understanding, who can cross the momentum of the move and understand the meaning of the move. There are all ways to test the root bone meridians of talent, but the comprehension is too ethereal, and only time can verify it.

The boy in front of him must be this kind of person.

Under the sword intent, the little skin exposed by Yan Bing suddenly turned black, as if it had been burned by thunder and lightning, and she was immediately enraged: "No matter who you are, if you dare to hurt me, you will die!"

The sword qi turned into a shock, and swept out in an instant, and the corridor within a radius of 100 meters suddenly fell apart and turned into ashes.

Even if Tan Weiran escaped a hundred meters away, he was also affected by the sword qi Yu Wei: "Half-step golden body!"

The skin glowed with a faint light, as if it was leaking from the bone marrow, and there was a bit of divine aura! Tan Weiran flew out of the body with a muffled snort, and he was full of surprise, the power of the half-step golden body really exceeded his expectations.

"The difference in strength is too great, and there is no room for fighting. Tan Weiran shuttled through the corridor, and coldly thought about countermeasures: "Unless, use the heavenly machine to distort!"

Yan Bing swept with a sword, swept straight ahead, and shocked countless people. Tan Weiran calmly activated the magic talisman given by the master, and the protective shield appeared instantly, and was beaten by the sword qi with a popping sound, and finally shattered.

Tan Weiran spurted out a mouthful of blood, and in a blink of an eye, the murderous Yan Bing had caught up, and said coldly: "I'll see where you can escape!"

Tan Weiran suddenly relaxed, and smiled clearly: "It's a pity!"

"You old witch is beautiful, but it's a pity that you were born with a femme fatale!"

Yan Bing was suddenly furious, and when he raised his hand, it was as sensational as a sea of mountains.

Tan Weiran was lying down, his face was pale, and he grabbed Chen Bing and turned over with seven holes bleeding!

"Cloud Seal Piercing Technique!"

It rolled and disappeared through the air!