Chen Qicai's thousands of figures and moments gathered in the center of the circle, carrying the sound of wind and thunder under his palm, and countless palm shadows flew down on Zhao Ping'an with an unstoppable momentum like a torrential rain. At this time, the "Great Ring Seventy Style" had already been used to the end, and all the palm power was concentrated to one point, even if it was a stone man in the middle, it would be split into pieces by this fierce attack!

Under the fierce and unrivaled compression of the palm, the light of "Open Heaven" suddenly condensed into one point, like a candle flame about to be extinguished in a strong wind. However, at this moment, Zhao Ping'an's body seemed to be illusory, and he suddenly disappeared into the air. In the center of the fierce palm shadow, only the black mang, which had been compressed to the extreme, was left.

Immediately afterwards, the black mang turned into a long rainbow, which flew out from the palm circle of Chen Qicai's "Big Ring Seventy Style", passed through Chen Qicai's figure, and fell four feet away with a misty blood light. Zhao Ping'an's burly figure also appeared.

"Hmm-"

Chen Qicai's voice seemed to come from outside the sky, no longer arrogant and domineering, with three points of confusion, three points of pain, three points of anger, and one point of disbelief. He staggered several steps to barely stand firm, the expression on his face was strange and ridiculous, some confused, some stunned and a little bitter, a pair of pig bubble eyes were round, the fat on his face collapsed, his fat lips were slightly open, but he kept twitching, and the "meteor hammer" on his wrists quietly fell to the ground, and the end was empty.

Fei Mingxin's cheers were also stuck in his throat, and the excitement and encouragement were like a wave, coming and retreating faster, just now as if he had tasted victory, but the great sect leader of the "Double Snake Sect" was immediately pushed into the abyss of disappointment.

Chen Qicai staggered there, stroking the two stubby palms on his chest and shaking, and the red blood and bones gushed out from between his fingers, surging so quickly and so quickly, that his new green robe was soaked all at once! It was dyed dark purple, and the blood soaked the hem of the robe, and it fell to the ground drop by drop......

His lips twitched slightly, and the originally ruddy and shiny face of this "Qianliang" had turned sallow in an instant, and he was now not like a famous martial arts lord, nor like a rich landlord, but like a weak old dog before he died!

With a gurgling sound in his throat, Chen Qicai muttered, "Impossible...... That's impossible...... I've caught your ......."

Standing quietly four feet away, the blood on the blade of the "Open Heaven" axe was still dripping. Zhao Ping'an sighed: "Old Monster Chen is worthy of his name, just now your 'Meteor Hammer' has indeed restricted Zhao, but it's a pity that ......"

It's a pity that I opened it, Zhao Ping'an answered in his heart. The cheating ability of the system skill against the sky has completely ignored the physical rules of this world. Chen Qicai probably couldn't have dreamed of it.

Struggling, gasping, Chen Qicai's face was crooked, he took a few steps forward, and then fell sideways under a shake, but his eyes were not closed!

Glancing at Chen Qicai's corpse, Zhao Ping'an sighed: "If you don't look at death, why bother?"

Turning his head slowly, facing the stunned Fei Mingxin, Zhao Ping'an said leisurely: "I'm afraid that Old Monster Chen won't be able to earn the two thousand taels of silver, what advice does Sect Master Fei have for Zhao?"

Taking a few steps back, Fei Ming said in a panic: "Zhao Ping'an, are you going to kill them all?" Do you still have any Jianghu morality in your heart?"

Shrugging helplessly, Zhao Ping'an spread his hands and said: "It seems that it has always been Your Excellency and Old Monster Chen who have been pressing Zhao step by step, and Zhao is just passively fighting back." How could Sect Master Fei think about the morality of the rivers and lakes at that time?"

Fei Mingxin swallowed his saliva bitterly, and said dejectedly: "Fei Mou admits it, Zhao Ping'an, although you let the horse come, although Fei's martial arts are not as good as yours, he will not be restrained." ”

Shaking off the last few drops of blood on the "Open Heaven", Zhao Ping'an said with a smile: "Why should Sect Master Fei be like this, Zhao has no intention of taking your life." If you don't plan to continue to entangle with Zhao, Zhao will go home first to prepare wine and food. ”

Joy descended from the sky, Fei Mingxin didn't say a word, turned around and galloped a few steps, flew on the horse, and couldn't wait to leave. Even the corpses of their allies were left behind. Look at where he is going, well, it is in the direction of "Chujiaoling".

Sighing helplessly, Zhao Ping'an muttered: "This Fei Jiao took the initiative to act really fast, I didn't have time to say that I wanted him to take away Old Monster Chen's body." Looking at the direction he is going, without the support of Old Monster Chen, he still wants to go to the 'Green Dragon Society' to find death? By the way, it seems that his junior brother has already been marked on the general altar of the 'Green Dragon Society'. It seems that they will never be seen again. ”

Hastily buried Chen Qicai's body, Zhao Ping'an picked up the fish basket and continued to hum the song and walked home, well, what was the menu planned just now?

The death of "Chen Qianliang" is just a small episode of Zhao Ping'an's leisurely life in the past few days, and after continuing to live in the countryside for more than ten days, Zhao Ping'an seems to have completely dissolved into this world. The original plan to prepare the Ranger Jianghu was also put aside for the time being.

Sitting quietly by the river and watching the sunset, the "Xianji Mountain" under the sunset in the west is really like a fairyland at this moment. Recalling the gray city in the real world, the corners of Zhao Ping'an's mouth hooked an arc: Just rush to this scenery, this trip to the virtual world is completely worth it.

When Zhao Ping'an was immersed in this beautiful scenery that he never got tired of seeing, two horses galloped on the path by the river. Zhao Ping'an looked up, well, the one on the right is an acquaintance, with a slender figure and a face like a crown of jade, it is Ying Qingge, the second lord of the "Green Dragon Society", "Golden Bell", and the one on the left is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance, simple description, and no surprises. It's just -- those hands are a little bit thicker and bigger.

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Zhao Ping'an already knew that this benevolent brother who was like an old farmer in the mountains should be the chief lord of the "Green Dragon Society", that is, the "Demon Hand" Tu Changmu, the number two person of the "Green Dragon Society" below Yan Tieyi.

The two horses galloped to the front in a blink of an eye, Ying Qingge took the lead in turning over and dismounting, and said with a smile: "Zhao Daxia is so interested, watch the mountain scenery here." Ying came uninvited, and please bear with me. ”

With a kind smile, Zhao Ping'an got up and said, "When the second lord is here, Zhao is shining." Two people are also invited to come in and serve tea. ”

Ying Qingge stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao is too polite, come, Ying Mou will introduce you to this, this is our 'Qinglong Society' 'Dragon Banner' Slaughter Lord." ”

Zhao Ping'an arched his hand and said: "I have heard the name of the 'Demon Hand' Slaughter Lord for a long time, and I will be fortunate to see you today." ”

Tu Changmu hurriedly returned the salute: "Zhao Daxia praised him so much, Tu didn't dare to be ashamed." Zhao Daxia is famous, righteous and thin, and a few days ago, he was given a righteous hand to help me 'Qinglong Society', Tu and Qing Ge this time, but on the order of the leader, I specially thanked Brother Zhao. ”