The sword weapon pierced into the flesh with a dull sound, and the blood that burst out of Xu Hu's heart, the young man holding the sword looked at all this with a flat expression.

As for the so-called behind-the-scenes murderer in Xu Hu's mouth, Chen San already knew it.

In order to get his place in the Fuyao School Palace, the prince planned all this, Xu Hu was just the executor of the iron case, and the prince was high in the clouds overlooking all this.

Xu Hu is dead, dead under the sword in his hand.

The events of that year involved hundreds of lives, and the death of Xu Hu naturally would not end easily.

Chen San walked out of the pit, the blood-dripping umbrella sword in his hand revealed a cold light under the moonlight, and at this moment, Chen San was like a Shura killing god.

But everything that has been involved in the events of the year will be liquidated by him.

"Has he always been like this?" The divine girl watching from the sidelines, covering her mouth with her hands, revealed horror in Danfeng's eyes.

The young man who was splashed with blood by Xu Hu was extremely terrifying at this time.

"No! he's usually gentle. Wei Heng looked at the young man and said.

He glanced at Xu Hu, who had already died in the pit, the young man had said that he would kill a powerful and unattainable person, and that person was already dead, so he died in the pit.

The young man who was in the Bodhisattva Temple at that time had not even reached the beginning of cultivation, and if he wanted to kill a monk like Xu Hu, who was already in the first realm of ascending the tower, for the young man at that time, he was naturally a powerful figure beyond his reach.

Chen San walked into the prince's mansion, and in an instant, there was a shout of murder in the mansion, and such a murderous person rushed into the mansion, and naturally he would be blocked by the guards in the mansion.

The young man did not kill indiscriminately, he was a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator among the mountains and rivers, and he had his own temperament.

In the matter of murder, only those who should be killed are killed.

In the face of the guards in the palace, Chen San only injured them, but did not take their lives.

He went on a rampage all the way, and the sword aura in the prince's mansion was rampant, and no one in the palace could resist the violent Chen San.

Eventually, in the deepest part of the Prince's Mansion, Chen San saw the Prince.

In Chang'an City, the person with the most respected status, when facing Chen San, there was no other emotion in his eyes except fear.

"Do you have any regrets about what happened back then?" Chen San stared at the prince.

"Hehe! Repent?" The corners of the prince's mouth rose, and he looked at the young man in front of him and said with some sarcasm: "Chen San, I know that in front of you, I will definitely not be able to live today." ”

"The strong survive, the weak are eliminated, this is the rule of survival in the whole world, now you are much stronger than me, you can decide my life and death, and back then, the strong person was me, so I decided the fate of the entire Chen Mansion, what's wrong?"

The prince looked at Chen San, his face was a little hideous, and said: "It's a pity that the grass was not cut back then, and Xu Hu's waste can actually let a six-year-old child get away, so that it leads to today's scene." ”

"If I go back to twelve years ago, I will personally take action, and the hundreds of people in the Chen Mansion will all be in my hands, and one by one will fall to the ground. The prince's hideous laughter resounded in the prince's mansion.

Chen San's expression was flat, his chest rose and fell violently, and his white fists were clenched, showing that there was a monstrous anger stirring in his heart.

"Have you ever regretted it?" Chen San's eyes stared at the prince with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"I am the most revered nobleman in the Tang Dynasty, I am above the clouds, I am born noble, how can I regret it?" the prince sneered, even though he knew that he could not escape the sword in the young man's hand today, he was still unyielding, like a proud peacock.

This is his innate temperament, the most respected person in the dynasty, and the scenery he sees in his eyes is as humble as an ant.

"Since this is the case, then you can go and meet the hundreds of wronged souls in the Chen Mansion and confess to them!" the young man raised his sword, unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.

Roar!

An astonishing roar rang out in the Zongzheng Division, and the real dragon in the dry well in the Zongzheng Division opened its eyes, and a powerful aura blocked the umbrella sword that was about to slash the prince.

Chen San's body suddenly moved sideways, staring solemnly in the direction of Zong Zhengji.

There is a dragon lock ancient formation in Chang'an City, and now it seems that someone activated the formation and awakened the true dragon in the Zongzheng Division.

"Lock the Dragon Array, the ancient array that exists in Chang'an City, it seems that the heavens don't favor you, not only will you not be able to kill me today, but you will die here. The prince's face became more and more arrogant.

Just before, after Xu Hu just went out, after an amazing explosion occurred outside the prince's mansion, he felt that something was wrong, so he quietly sent a servant to ask for the dragon array.

"You're going to stop me?" Chen San didn't pay attention to the prince's words, but looked up at the void.

In the void, it is not that there is no one, Tang Wang is full of dragon qi hanging in the night, and he holds the array eye pestle in his hand.

The Lock Dragon Array, which is a powerful ancient array used to defend the country, is naturally only driven by King Tang.

"He's my brother. King Tang looked down at Chen San and said calmly.

No matter what the prince does, as long as the prince is his brother, then the king of Tang will protect him.

"Brother, hum!" Chen San laughed, his laughter was full of ridicule that the prince is your brother, he is a life, so the Chen Fu Tie case involved hundreds of lives, and their lives were not lives?

The young man stopped talking, the surging sword qi of the umbrella sword in his hand surged, the high dragon groan, and the Tang King, who was wrapped in dragon qi, swooped down, with an amazing momentum, this ancient formation was urged by the Tang King to the extreme.

Chen San closed his eyes tightly, Kunlun's strongest sword technique was displayed, and he was ready to use brute force to fight against the Lock Dragon Array.

"Don't!" Wei Heng yelled, his eyes filled with anxiety.

The Dragon Locking Array is strong enough to resist the monks who condense the golden pill and light up the life star.

How could a young man resist with such brute force and compete with an ancient formation?

However, things could not be stopped, and when his voice just fell, the two of them had already touched each other.

In the rumbling sound, Chen San's screams suddenly came out, and then, the clothes in his entire body burst open, from top to bottom, his whole body was covered with blood, and in just an instant, the young man became a bloody man.

"You can die, haha......" looked at the young man covered in blood and struggling to support himself, with a comfortable smile on his face.

"What a pity! Twelve years of revenge that had been prepared ended like this. The Prince scoffed.

The young man covered in blood, the breath of life is already very weak.

"Go and save him. The divine girl said anxiously to Wei Heng, and she could see that the young man who was struggling to support was in extraordinary pain.

Wei Heng was silent, the speed of Xinghui in his body in the escape and falling realm began to get faster, of course the junior uncle of Kunlun Mountain couldn't just die.

He was ready to make a move.

However, a violent aura suddenly erupted from the body of the young man who was struggling to support, directly resisting the suppression of him by the Dragon Locking Array.

At the same time, the umbrella sword in Chen San's hand shone brightly, and a sword qi surged out, cutting off the dragon qi and heading straight towards King Tang.

Tang Wang was frightened, the dragon qi was beheaded, as a mortal, he did not have a strong combat power, when the sword qi rushed in, he frantically urged the array of eye pestles, forcibly trying to let himself avoid this sword qi.

It was still late, and the sword qi grazed half of his body, and with the screams, a bloody rain fell in the sky above the prince's mansion.

Chen San was covered in blood, gasping for breath, lying on the ground and losing all mobility.

The divine girl squinted at everything in front of her, not knowing what was happening at all.

Wei Heng squinted at the wine gourd on the young man's waist, which was meaningful.

"Damn it!" he watched as his brother's body landed beside him. The prince was furious, and he didn't expect this to be the case.

He pulled out a knife and rushed to Chen San without hesitation, looking at the young man covered in blood, he didn't say anything, he raised the knife and slashed at the young man's neck.

Bite!

The crisp sound of metal breaking sounded, and a stone broke the knife in the prince's hand, Wei Heng squinted at the prince, and a very strong sense of oppression enveloped the prince's body.

The prince threw away the broken knife, his body was weak and trembling, and he felt the ultimate horror of the world.

The prince did not cut off Chen San's head at the first time, which means that his head will be cut off by others.

The sound of breaking the air started, and the umbrella sword rushed out with extreme speed, straight towards the prince's neck, and the umbrella sword with a dull sound, pulling a blood line, running out of the prince's neck.

Seeing that the prince was frightened, his body fell straight down, and Chen San, who was lying on the ground, had a smile on his face.

In the past twelve years, he finally stabbed the enemy, so that hundreds of unjust souls in the Chen Mansion could rest in peace.

The scene was quiet for a while, and the surrounding air was filled with only the strong smell of blood on the tips of the noses of the people in the room.

The smell of blood made the divine girl's brow furrow, but she couldn't choose to leave, because the boy lying on the ground covered in blood needed her.

In order to be able to find the cause of her own girl, she has studied the art of Qihuang, and she knows very well how to treat Chen San, although it is a common folk method, but it has an extraordinary effect in stopping bleeding and healing.

"Thank you. Chen San said.

The girl who was wiping Chen San's blood shook her head and didn't say anything, looking at the young man covered in blood, she had an inexplicable sadness in her heart.

The blood that flowed from the boy's body seemed to be flowing out of her own body at this moment.

"My name is Chen San, what's your name. As if remembering that he had never asked this girl for her name since he saw her, Chen San spoke.

The divine girl looked stunned, no one had ever asked her name, and all the people who came into contact with her said the most to her.

"He is a tribute to the oracle of God. ”

But this young man, covered in blood, asked her name with a solemn face, and from the young man's eyes, she saw something different from others.

"Jiang Shuyao. ”

"What a nice name. ”