"Brahma Chill ......"

Yuxu stroked his beard and groaned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every moment he groaned, Jian Chen's heart sank a little.

Still is...... Isn't it okay?

For the sake of Hua Xiangrong, he was about to ask for it again, when he suddenly heard the voices of people behind him.

In the midst of it, there are also children's cries.

He was stunned and looked back.

But he saw a large number of people in the distance, and a large group of people wearing pure yang robes rushed over.

The one at the head, with a black face and beard, is a mighty man with a flat figure.

In his hand, he was carrying a Taoist boy like a chicken, and a whimpering cry was coming from the mouth of the Taoist boy.

This little Taoist boy is Hao'er who came from Jianchen in the morning.

After a little look, the crowd was already close, but he heard the big man raise his hand, pointed straight at Jian Chen, and shouted to the person next to him: "Is it him?"

The person who asked was Wu Daoren, who was shot by Jian Chen, his slightly chubby body shrank, and he said weakly: "Exactly!"

Where is there still a little bit of high-spirited appearance outside the mountain gate.

"Humph!"

The black-faced man snorted angrily, threw Hao'er casually, and shouted angrily: "Boy, eat your bear's heart and leopard guts, dare to beat my Shura Palace!"

Jian Chen ignored him, flashed around, and appeared next to Hao'er, who was whimpering on the ground, and said pityingly: "Little Master, did you fall hard?"

Hao'er made a bitter face, let him help himself up, rubbed his little buttocks, glanced at the black-faced man with a weak heart, and then whimpered: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt......"

Seeing this, the black-faced man was even more furious, and shouted: "-, I'm talking to you!"

The thick thighs lifted and stomped heavily on the bluestone floor outside the main hall.

Boom!

In the loud noise, the heavy bluestone was stepped out of the crack by him, and the gap extended down, running straight towards the place where Jian Chen and Hao'er were standing.

Jian Chen's face froze, this person has such profound internal strength.

Just as he was about to hide, he suddenly felt the wind ringing in his ears, and between the crack and him, there was a person standing lightly.

It's Yuxu.

But he saw that he was just standing, and he did not make any movement, and when the crack reached his feet, it suddenly stopped.

"Teach the real person!"

Except for the black-faced man, the rest of the people who came saluted respectfully.

Yu Xuan was indifferent, looked at the black-faced man, frowned, and said, "Fei Zhong, why did you take the lead in making trouble?"

"Trouble?" The man named Fei Zhong said coldly: "Uncle Zhang, it's not me Fei Zhong who is making trouble, but ......"

He pointed at Jian Chen angrily and roared angrily, "But someone has already deceived me into the head of my Shura Palace!"

"It was a misunderstanding. Yuxu shook his head and explained to Fei Zhong.

Jian Chen also stood up and arched his hand: "This Senior Brother Fei, I did offend before, but fortunately, Yuxu was really enlightened, and I hope to ignore the previous suspicions." ”

"Regardless of the previous suspicions, misunderstanding?" Fei Zhong's face was still angry, and he sneered: "I heard that someone wants to see my master by name, and he still wants to take the sword?"

"This is a misunderstanding. He nodded, and suddenly raised Wu Daoren's right hand high, the previous injury had been bandaged, but there was still a little blood staining from it, "This is also a misunderstanding." ”

Wu Daoren's face was embarrassed, but he was helpless, so he only lowered his head and remained silent.

"There are still dozens of people in the Shura Hall who have been pierced through their thighs and can't move. Fei Zhong's chest was rising and falling, his mood was already unstable, and he shouted: "Still misunderstanding?!"

"Fei Zhong, you ......"

Yuxu frowned, but he didn't expect Fei Zhong to ignore his words, and Cihe's face was already a little unhappy.

"Uncle Palm!"

Fei Zhong suddenly ripped off the white veil tied to his left arm, and shouted loudly: "My master's body is still lying in the Shura Palace, and today someone came to the door to ask for a sword, and if he couldn't ask for it, he dared to hurt people, thinking when my Shura Hall had suffered such a grievance." ”

"I also hope that the real person in charge of the sect will forgive me, and when this is over, Fei Zhongding should bear the guilt of Jing and ask for it, but when the time comes, he will not dare to say anything with the real person in charge of the sect!"

Suddenly, with a flick of his hand, a simple-shaped sheathed sword sank into the bluestone, trembling.

Fei Zhong looked at Jian Chen again, his hair was stretched, and he shouted angrily: "The sword is here, you just have to come and get it!"

This sword is ......

Jian Chen's eyes were bright, and he looked at Yuxu, but saw that his brows were furrowed a lot deeper.

"Boy, what do you think I'm doing in charge?" Fei Zhonggao shouted: "Don't you want Brahma to be cold? Now that the sword is here, what are you hesitating about?"

Is it really Brahma cold?

Jian Chen's heart thumped uncontrollably, and at this moment, only one sentence echoed in his mind: This sword can save Rong'er!

Immediately crossed the jade void and walked to Fei Zhong, but he was not naïve enough to draw his sword directly, "Senior Brother Fei, how to take this sword?"

"Simple. Fei Zhong looked at him, his fists clenched, and said contemptuously: "Down with me, this sword is yours!"

added: "However, it doesn't matter if you live or die!"

"Fei Zhong!"

Yuxu suddenly became angry and shouted: "Hugh is messing around!"

What kind of cultivation Fei Zhong is, as the head of a faction, he naturally knows it.

Now that the Soul Burning True Immortal is gone, if there is no surprise, Fei Zhong will be the new master of the Shura Hall of the Pure Yang Nine Swords, and it is conceivable how far his cultivation has reached.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at Jian Chen, he will be far from being his opponent.

"Senior brother, I don't think Fei Zhong is messing around?"

He shouted and scolded, and Fei Zhong didn't answer, and a female voice full of anger suddenly floated outside the hall.

Yuxu's momentum suddenly stagnated, and he sighed: "Senior sister, it was really you who instructed you." ”

The crowd behind Fei Zhong suddenly split into two parts, revealing a passage in the middle, and a ******** dressed as a Taoist girl slowly walked from outside the crowd.

"Moonbreaker!"

The crowd was uniformly lined up and saluted respectfully.

One of the Nine Swords of Pure Yang!

Jian Chen looked her up and down, didn't dare to slack off, and even gave a salute, and said respectfully: "In the lower sword mound disciple Jian Chen, I have seen the real person of the broken moon. ”

"Humph!"

The Broken Moon real person just snorted, his face was frosty, and he didn't pay attention to him, and when he stood beside Fei Zhong, he didn't move.

Only then did he say to Yuxu: "Senior brother, don't get me wrong, I didn't instruct anything, Fei Zhong was a proud disciple of Senior Brother Soul Burning before his death, he didn't care about what this kid did, so what did he care about me?"

Yuxu sighed and said, "Senior sister, I know that you are the best friend of Senior Brother Soul Burner, but ...... The death of the Soul Burning Senior Brother was the work of the Ghost Soldier Domain, so why should you be angry with someone who has nothing to do with it. ”

"Isn't it irrelevant?" Breaking Moon Zhenren sneered, "Is it irrelevant, let's talk about it!"

The last sentence is undoubtedly to what Fei Zhong said, the meaning of maintenance.

"Yes!"

Fei Zhong smiled fiercely and suddenly shouted, "Take my sword!"

In the crowd behind him, there were already people waiting on the side, and when they heard the answer, four people immediately lined up.

When Jian Chen looked at it, he was immediately dumbfounded, where is this sword, it is said to be a door panel, and some people believe it......