"You, you killed them all?" asked Prince Su in surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What, don't they deserve to die?" Chen Yuan felt that Prince Su's reaction was very strange.

"That's not it, it's just ......" Prince Su stopped when he wanted to speak.

He understood who Chen Yuan was for, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots so mercilessly.

If it's just to win, it's enough to defeat those people.

And insisting on killing those people, don't think about it, he is avenging himself.

Needless to say, Chen Yuan must also know the risks that need to be taken to kill people in this trial, especially before the final competition, the Great Elder had specially emphasized this point.

Thinking of the apocalyptic scene of the thunderous dragon and snake dancing just now, Prince Su's gaze at Chen Yuan couldn't help but become complicated and difficult to understand.

, why are you looking at me like that? Chen Yuan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Being looked at by a big man with such affection, Chen Yuan only felt that the goosebumps on his body were about to rise.

With a dry cough, Chen Yuan explained: "Cough, you don't have to be so grateful to me for this, you also saw it just now, the sky is thundering, like the group of people in the Spirit Refining Sect who have done too many bad things, and this will be the end of the evil." ”

Prince Su rolled his eyes silently, and said in his heart, I just cultivated to be abolished, but I am not blind yet.

Seeing that your whole body is ragged and tattered, and the top of your head is blown into a chicken nest and green smoke is rising, it is obvious that you were struck by lightning just now, right?

However, Prince Su also understood that Chen Yuan also didn't want to make himself feel that he owed him too much.

Between brothers, how much you have helped me and how much I have paid for you, you don't have to be so clear.

If something happens to Chen Yuan, will he stand by or let the tiger return to the mountain?

Prince Su smiled self-deprecatingly, indeed, he was a little too hypocritical......

Seeing that Prince Su returned to normal after smiling freely, Chen Yuan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want this brotherly friendship to be changed because it was mixed with kindness.

From Luo Jiang's arms, Chen Yuan searched out the identity card, put it together with his card, and activated the final teleportation array.

When he picked up Prince Su and walked into the pillar of light, Chen Yuan sighed in his heart: No matter how many sacrifices and how much price was paid, this Ningcheng Dao is finally coming to an end.

Chen Yuan understood that this time in Ningcheng, the one who was in the limelight should be himself.

But even if it is the brave champion of the three armies and the capture of the flag, it is just a controlled chess piece after all.

A chess piece that was tempted by interests and driven by the will of the sect and had to fight for its life in the rules formulated by the chess players.

Even if he knew that chess players grew up from chess pieces, Chen Yuan couldn't help but wonder, when will he grow into a chess player?

"Young master, my subordinates have already checked it. ”

"Tell me what the situation is. Feng Yiming's face was a little ugly, and in his heart he had already expected some kind of outcome that he didn't want to see.

"The soul is gone, the soul is scattered, and I am afraid that the best outcome in the future will be to become a living dead. ”

Hearing this, even Feng Yiming, the young master of the Spirit Refining Sect who had been prepared for a long time, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

He didn't care about the lives or deaths of these disciples, but such a result meant that the Spirit Refining Sect had fallen at the last level of Ningcheng's Dao, and it also meant that his plan had completely failed.

Seeking the champion of Ningcheng Dao this time, this plan has been prepared since eight years ago.

At that time, Feng Yiming had just hooked up with the daughter of Zhao Xin, the master of the Spirit Refining Sect, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to ascend to a high position.

After weighing it in many ways, the ambitious Feng Yiming proposed this plan to win the Ningcheng Dao, which happened to scratch the itch of Zhao Xin, who was bent on boosting the prestige of the Spirit Refining Sect and replacing it with Tianzong.

After that, Zhao Xin, who admired Feng Yiming a lot, put this plan in his sole responsibility.

In the past eight years, the future of five outstanding disciples has been lost, countless resources in the sect have been consumed, and a huge price has been paid, and it is finally the moment when the fruits of Ningcheng's discussion are about to be harvested.

Even Feng Yiming had figured out what price he would need to pay to appease their anger by snatching this piece of fat from the Medicine God Sect or the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The pity of the heavens is that the Spirit Refining Gate was extremely lucky to avoid the two holy lands all the way and came to the end.

And the opponent in the final is Ying Tianzong.

This kind of luck made Feng Yiming overjoyed, this is good, even the effort to make up for it afterwards has been saved, anyway, the Spirit Refining Sect and Ying Tianzong have never dealt with each other.

But who would have thought that it was God's mercy that arranged such a competition process, and such a final opponent capsized at the last moment!

How can Feng Yiming be willing, how can he accept it?

Not to mention that after going back, even if the plan to win Ningcheng was implemented with Zhao Xin's approval, Feng Yiming knew that with Zhao Xin's cold temperament, the consequences of the failure of this plan would definitely be borne by himself.

Time, energy, wasted resources, the price paid, and the distraction of the insiders caused by sacrificing the future of the disciples, all these consequences have to be fought by themselves.

Thinking of this, and then thinking of the culprit who caused all this now, Feng Yiming couldn't help but squeeze out a low roar from his throat with a blue face: "Ying Tianzong...... Chen Yuan......"

Especially that Chen Yuan, the biggest reason for the defeat of Ningcheng's Dao Refining Spirit Gate this time was him.

Previously, the attempt against the Fufeng country regime failed, and he can also be seen in that incident.

Earlier, the unknown cause of his father's death, because the suspected murderer Ke Chao has always been missing, Feng Yiming has sent someone to investigate all the people or forces who have had a grudge against his father, and in that list, there is a name for the treasure.

And this treasure, as far as Feng Yiming knows, is inseparable from Chen Yuan.

If it was just this suspicion of chasing after the wind and shadows, Feng Yiming had enough city government and would not act rashly, but now that such new and old hatreds are gathered in his heart, how can he endure it?

At this moment, the door of the mysterious tower opened again, and Chen Yuan's figure slowly appeared from it.

He looked very tired and looked a little embarrassed, but these still couldn't stop his outstanding demeanor.

The early spring sun shone on him, as if gilding him with a layer of gold edges, which was the light that belonged to the champion of Ningcheng Dao.

That is, the light of Ningcheng!

Listening to the cheers and reverence of the onlookers, and looking at Chen Yuan's disgusting indifferent smile, stimulated by this, Feng Yiming couldn't hold back anymore.

The fish jumped out, Feng Yiming took Chen Yuan's dantian directly, and said in his mouth: "Give back my disciple's life!"