Chapter 43: The Lament of Death
The night breeze is slightly cool, and the killing intent is pervasive.
In order to survive, Ning Ye asked his personal guards to be used as cannon fodder to stop Chen Jian, but he turned around and fled.
Ning Ye's personal guards were loyal, and surrounded Chen Jian, concentrating on vigilance.
But they didn't dare to act rashly, but looked at Chen Jian cautiously, their faces solemn.
Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, and his eyes flashed with a cold glow.
His body exuded a strong murderous aura, like a world-killing god from ancient times.
The temperature in the surrounding space seems to have dropped by several degrees, which makes people shudder.
"Whoever stands in my way will be killed!"
Chen Jian took a step forward and walked forward.
His voice, cold and unforgiving, seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows.
Chen Jian's target was Ning Ye, these little minions didn't put it in his heart at all.
If these guards didn't stop them, Chen Jian would not be interested in dealing with them.
But if these guards are not trying to block his way.
Chen Jian didn't mind taking action in person to clean up all these things that didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
Chen Jian's words made all the guards listen, and they were all nervous in their hearts, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Chen Jian's terrifying, they could see it just now, this is a man like a god.
They simply didn't have the confidence to block Chen Jian's way.
However, it is their mission to protect Ning Ye's safety.
Therefore, even at the cost of their lives, they will not hesitate to do so.
"Kill!"
With the order of the captain of the guard.
All the guards raised their weapons and launched a fierce attack on Chen Jian in unison.
Chen Jian's face was cold and handsome, he stood in place, standing with his hands in his hands, no joy or sorrow.
In the face of the attack of dozens of guards, Chen Jian's eyes were cold, without the slightest fear.
"Flowers are fleeting, glamorous, and withered for a while. ”
Chen Jian's body moved, he took a step and walked forward slowly.
Chen Jian's voice seemed to come from above the nine heavens, ethereal and ethereal.
"Flowers do not produce leaves, leaves do not bloom, flowers and leaves never appear. ”
Chen Jian's body suddenly burst out with a green light, enveloping all the guards in it.
The aura between heaven and earth gathered, and in mid-air, one by one, the manzhu shahua bloomed enchantingly.
This is the flower that grows in the Nine Netherworlds, on the banks of the Three Lives River, symbolizing death and new life.
"Flowers bloom and fall, fate arises and dies, a thought is persistent, and a thousand years are lonely. ”
Chen Jian's sigh seemed to have crossed the long river of time, the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, and finally annihilated.
Where Chen Jian walked, the voice disappeared, the light dimmed, and everything fell into silence.
Dozens of guards, not yet aware of what happened.
They found themselves unable to move, and a mysterious force imprisoned them.
Then, a frightened look appeared in their eyes, and a look of despair appeared on their faces.
They feel that the vitality in their bodies is passing quickly.
They tried to stop, they wanted to shout, but to no avail.
Their bodies, like withered flowers, quickly dried up.
Eventually, all of them were gone, robbed of life by a terrifying and mysterious force.
A gentle breeze blew, and their bodies, like dust, drifted between heaven and earth.
It's as if they've never existed in this world.
"The lament of death. ”
Chen Jian, who caused all this, walked forward calmly, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.
It's a wood-based spell, a lament of death.
Anyone who is shrouded in magic will have a life in his body that will pass quickly and eventually die.
Ning Ye, who was not far away, was running for his life.
When he inadvertently looked back, he saw this terrible scene.
Suddenly, Ning Ye was so frightened that he froze in place, with a frightened look in his eyes, and his face turned pale.
This, how is this possible?
Dozens of well-trained guards who can fight one enemy and one hundred were solved by Chen Jian like this?
Ning Ye felt unbelievable!
Swish.
Chen Jian's figure, like a ghost, instantly appeared in front of Ning Ye.
Ning Ye was so frightened by Chen Jian who suddenly appeared, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.
"Why didn't you run away?"
The corners of Chen Jian's mouth were slightly upturned, he looked down at Ning Ye condescendingly, and said in a cold voice.
"You, you're not human, you're the devil!
Ning Ye panicked, he didn't choose to speak, he supported the ground with his hands, and kicked his feet wildly.
"You're wrong, I'm not the devil, I'm really just a human being. ”
When Chen Jian heard this, a look of abuse flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and laughed softly.
Ning Ye seemed to be frightened stupidly, and his mind was a little confused.
He just kept repeating the sentence that Chen Jian was the devil.
Seeing this, Chen Jian couldn't help but feel funny.
He didn't expect that Ning Ye's courage was so small, and he was actually scared stupid.
"Whether you are stupid or fake, you will definitely die today!"
Chen Jian's face turned cold, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a calm tone.
Chen Jian didn't want to waste any more time, he raised his right hand, ready to send Ning Ye on the road.
Chen Jian pinched the spell seal, and the spiritual power in his body converged, and a cyan wind blade quickly condensed.
However, at this time, a mutation suddenly occurred.
"Who dares to make trouble in Hongmen?"
An angry shout came from afar, resounding between heaven and earth.
Hearing this, Chen Jian stopped the movement in his hand, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction where the voice came from.
I saw an old man in a gray Tang costume galloping quickly.
Between a few ups and downs, the other party appeared in front of Chen Jian, protecting Ning Ye behind him.
"You're leading people to attack Tiger Roaring Heights?"
The old man in gray Tang costume looked at Chen Jian and asked loudly.
"Yes, it's me. ”
When Chen Jian heard this, his face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, he stood with his hands in his hands, nodded, and said.
The appearance of this old man in gray Tang costume made Chen Jian feel a little surprised in his heart.
He didn't expect that in Tiger Roaring Heights, there was actually a strong man from the Hongmen.
However, Chen Jian was not in a hurry and remained calm.
Tonight, no one can stop his determination to destroy Tiger Roaring Heights.
"The little rabbit cub who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dares to attack Tiger Roaring Heights, is it really that I have no one in Hongmen?"
When the old man in gray Tang costume saw Chen Jian admit it, his heart suddenly became angry, and he asked in a deep voice.
Hongmen is an underground force that dominates the world, and there are many strong people in the gate, and their strength is strong.
No matter who it is, no matter which force it is, if you dare to offend Hongmen, you will only end up in destruction.
And, when a few living examples are put in front of all the people of the world.
No one, no force, would dare to provoke Hongmen easily.
But now, someone actually hit the Hongmen station and almost killed all the disciples of Hongmen.
This is simply slapping Hongmen in the face, not taking Hongmen in his eyes.
The gray old man in Tang costume, as a deacon of Hongmen, he would not let go of Chen Jian and the others easily.
Otherwise, once tonight's news spreads, I'm afraid Hongmen will become the laughing stock of the whole world.
Thinking of this, the gray old man in Tang costume looked at Chen Jian's eyes, full of killing intent.
No matter what, Chen Jian must die!