"Alas......"

The gentle voice that never knew where he was sighed: "Little donor, you are not such a person, why do you do this?"

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!

Jian Chen's heart shook at this moment, and the chaotic internal force in the dantian surged, causing Qian Feng to jump uncertainly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With the swallowing of Qianfeng's silver rays, the Guiyi Sword Technique he currently knows has a total of four layers and thirty-six moves, and one by one flashes out from the end of the stick, and disappears at a faster speed.

Under the cycle of repetition, there is enough light and shadow above Qianfeng, and in the eyes of everyone, it seems to have come to life, and they were stunned for a while, and even the pain in their thighs was temporarily forgotten.

Jian Chen's face was extremely gloomy, and he scurried around with a thousand blades, and said coldly: "Niu Nose, who doesn't know how to say cool words, do you know how many good people in the world have been rewarded?"

He smiled again and said, "I don't believe it, you don't come out." ”

The unpredictable Qianfeng suddenly condensed, revealing his true body, but it was a silver spear.

Without even the slightest hesitation, when his words fell, the sharp tip of the spear was already heading towards the nearest Pure Yang disciple.

This time, it's not the thighs, it's the ...... Chest!

The days of shocking changes finally aroused the deepest anger in his heart, and at this moment, in order to force the speaker to show up, he did not hesitate to kill people.

"Don't-!"

Between life and death, all the disciples present shouted in amazement, and some of them had made friends with the person who was about to be stabbed, and they had already closed their eyes in pain, unable to bear to look at them anymore.

"Alas......"

At this moment, the gentle voice still had time to sigh, "Little donor, why are you doing this." ”

Jian Chen's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he didn't listen to them at all, if you don't come out, just talk nonsense, I will kill me.

Under the terrifying gaze of everyone, Qianfeng's silver spear turned into silver lightning and hit the chest, and everyone could feel that this shot was murderous.

Even the Pure Yang disciple pointed at the tip of the spear had closed his eyes in despair at this moment, unwilling, but helplessly waiting for the bone-devouring shot...... Stop it.

Not bad, exactly stop.

This shot, after all, did not see blood.

At the moment when the tip of the spear had already touched the disciple's robe, a whisk of dust suddenly appeared, and it happened to be rolled up at the tip of the spear, and the shot that was like thunder suddenly stopped.

Pure Yang Mountain Gate, in addition to Jian Chen, there is one more person standing.

But he is also an old man who is also dressed in a pure yang robe, but he has a childish face and a fairy wind and bones.

"Teach the real person!"

"Teach the real person!"

All the disciples, including Wu Daoren, instantly covered their foreheads with great joy, and although they couldn't stand up, they still sat down on the ground and saluted respectfully.

Jian Chen's eyes slowly hit the old man, although the Qianfeng silver spear was as heavy as a thousand pounds at this moment, he was still not frightened, and asked, "You are Yuxu?"

"Bold! The immortal name of the real person of the palm sect is also what you can call?"

The rebuke of the disciples followed.

The old man smiled, stroked the pure white beard that almost hung down to his chest, and didn't mind his unreasonableness, and said, "The poor road is the jade void, I don't know what the little donor is called?"

It was the gentle voice that spoke to him in the air.

Jian Chen ignored his question and asked himself, "Why isn't it Soul Burning?"

Yuxu Zhenren's face darkened, but he said strangely: "Does the little donor know my junior brother?"

"I don't know. Jian Chen shook his head and continued, "But I have something to do with him." ”

The sadness on Yuxu Zhenren's face was a little more, he sighed, and said sadly: "That's really unfortunate, Soul Burning Senior Brother He...... Last night was attacked, and the immortal died. ”

Immortal Death?

That's ...... He's dead?

The word immortal death, like five thunderbolts on the top, exploded in Jian Chen's chest like a thunderbolt, Brahma was cold, and it fell on the burning soul, and he died at this moment, what about the sword?

Under the agitation of his heart, his face changed abruptly, and when he was about to ask, he saw the arm of the jade void real person move slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the feeling of Qianjun on the Qianfeng Silver Spear was suddenly lost.

The whisk that bound the tip of his spear seemed to come alive, and circled around him at great speed.

Smack!

A soft sound rang out from the back of his head.

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he suddenly fell.

Plop!

His body was full of anger, and at the same time as his five bodies threw himself to the ground, the chaotic internal force in the dantian rushed to the back of the head where it was attacked.

This was the first time that he had been bombarded into his body by the internal force of the Chaos when he had not been able to rescue him by the Chaos Internal Force.

Before he fell unconscious, he faintly heard the sound of quarrels in all directions.

"Teach the real person, we should kill him!"

"Yes, yes, this thief is ruthless, if he doesn't get rid of it today, he will become a big disaster in the future!"

"Maybe...... This kid has something to do with the attack on the Soul Burner Uncle Ancestor, we can't just let him go!"

"Hmph, according to me, this person must be an accomplice of the Ghost Soldier Domain!

"Senior Brother is right, the Ghost Soldier Domain must have coveted Brahma for a long time, and he has no choice but to fight the Soul Burning Master Uncle Ancestor, so he used such a trick!"

Ghost Soldier ...... domain?

With these three words, Jian Chen only felt that the quarrel around him was getting farther and farther away from him, until it was faintly audible.

His world was finally as silent as night.

............................................................

"Ghost Soldier Domain!"

With a snort, Jian Chen suddenly rose from his slumber and shouted angrily.

Hey?

Here it is......

Sandalwood suddenly penetrated into his nose, which immediately lifted his drowsy head a lot, and then he looked around in surprise.

It is a small bedroom, simply furnished but elegant.

There was no one else in the room except for him, who woke up suddenly, except for the green smoke of an incense burner on the sandalwood desk.

He got out of bed, looked at the big Zen characters that occupied an entire wall, and couldn't help but think of what happened before he fell unconscious, and said, "Could it be that this is the meditation room of the Pure Yang Sword Palace?"

He sensed it up and down, and found that not only was his body unharmed, but his internal breath was also unimpeded, and there was no restriction on the acupuncture points at all.

The corner of his eye swept to the head of the bed, and he saw that even Qian Feng and Zhuyue were quietly leaning on the side.

Squeak!

Just as he was wondering, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Jian Chen was startled in his heart, and subconsciously put on a defensive posture.

"Hey, are you awake?"

But the person who pushed the door was a little Taoist boy, who was only one or two years older than Xiao Xiaolai.

This boy was born with clear eyebrows, and seeing him with a vigilant posture at this moment, he smiled and said: "Senior brother, don't be nervous, I don't know martial arts." ”

Jian Chen was embarrassed, and he was quite embarrassed that he was too nervous, so he smiled dryly: "The little master of the sect is smiling." ”

But he never realized that after this awakening, the previous anger dissipated a lot, and in the face of the little Taoist boy, even if his mood became cold-blooded, his tone was gentle.

Xiao Daotong grinned and said, "Many senior brothers say that you are extremely terrifying, how do I think, senior brother, you are not terrible at all?"

Terror?

This word will be used on oneself one day?

In addition to a wry smile, he still smiled bitterly.