Chapter Twenty-Four: The Comer Is Not Good

"You'd better make your enemies underestimate your strength, or you'd better have no enemies, and only the countrymen will hide all their possessions. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Cheng always remembered this sentence, because this sentence was very classic, and he agreed with it very much.

This sentence comes from a novel by Gu Long, and Jiang Cheng believes that people who can remember this sentence and implement it can live a long time.

He wanted to live forever, so he kept this sentence in mind.

And he did, so that the enemy looked down on him and underestimated him.

It is impossible for anyone to imagine the horror of the Star Absorbing Great Law, they can imagine Jiang Cheng's internal strength very high, because it is not a secret, at least the red lady knows it very well.

But the cultivation of internal strength is only a part of Jiang Cheng's strength.

He still has a lot of powerful methods, secrets, hidden.

It's like the most stingy rich man, who carefully hides all his money, even if it's just a copper plate, and doesn't want others to see it.

Does anyone know that in addition to his sword-like and snake-like swordskills, he also has a more terrifying and hard-to-dodge sword technique?

Who knows that in addition to his swordsmanship, he can also use swords, claws, and even the most inconspicuous body skills?

Even if some of the above can be guessed.

Then I'm afraid no one will ever be able to guess that Jiang Cheng will have a terrifying fourth-rate mental method.

Now, the secret may be known immediately.

But whoever knows this secret will also die immediately.

Of course, there is one person who will not die, she is qualified to know this secret, but Jiang Cheng will not share this secret with her at the moment.

Maybe even Qingqing didn't know what Jiang Cheng's biggest secret was, and he wouldn't tell anyone about that secret, including the people he trusted the most.

In the mountains, the fog is very thick.

Towards dusk, the spring slid down the rugged rocks, and some of the petals swirled in the spring and were washed into the distance.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless, but is there anything more ruthless in this world than the human heart?

No.

So the merciless killer has come.

When Jiang Cheng and Qingqing left the city gate, they had already received the news and immediately dispatched together to follow them.

Not many people came, only four.

But the lineup of these four is so terrifying that no one can ignore their strength, because they are all calm and composed, and they will no longer underestimate the enemy in front of them.

There were three of the former Nine Great Charms, and one was a young man in a purple robe.

I was used to seeing someone dressed in black and dressed in gray, but suddenly a person in purple appeared.

It's a novelty.

Novelty often symbolizes differentiation and uniqueness.

Those who can be so different and maverick in the Heavenly Demon Gate are either stupid or strong.

The red lady is a strong person, so she is wearing red clothes, and she is the person who is enough to enter the top twenty among the 100,000 disciples, and she is the third person among all the black-clothed disciples in the West Courtyard.

But now Jiang Cheng's reputation is no less than that of the red lady.

But the purple-robed man in front of him, his reputation is even greater than that of the red lady.

He was dressed in purple, but his surname was Huang, Huang Da's cousin Huang Zirui.

When Jiang Cheng saw Huang Zirui, there was no one else in his eyes.

Whether it is an eye-gouging ghost, a tongue-cutting charm, or a liver-gouging ghost, he is already a dead person in his eyes.

But only this man in purple may be able to escape from his own hands.

Yes, run for your life.

Jiang Cheng didn't think Huang Zirui was his opponent, but if the other party wanted to escape, he couldn't stop him.

Huang Zirui knows a powerful body technique, he walks like a cat, his steps are very light and light, so that when he appears with the three ghosts, it seems that there are only three people coming, because there is one less person's footsteps.

Such a clever body technique is rare among the black-clothed disciples, which means that even if the other party can't beat him Jiang Cheng, at least he can still run.

In fact, the purple clothes worn by Huang Zirui are also robes that belong to the outer disciples, which is a symbol of status, and it is not generally given by the outer disciples.

But there are exceptions, and the reason for the exception is that two months later, Huang Zirui has been designated as an outer disciple, his strength is much higher than that of ordinary black-clothed disciples, and he is more favored by some strong people in the leftist faction, and is eligible to enjoy some privileges.

None of these identities matter, though.

The important thing is that now they must let go of their 'identity' and face each other with life and death.

"You don't seem to be flustered when you see us. ”

Huang Zirui looked at Jiang Cheng quietly, his eyes were like bright stars in the sky, there was no killing intent, but it made people chill.

He is very good-looking, his skin is very white, which makes women jealous, he has a pair of lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and even more jealousy of women.

It is precisely because he is good-looking that he can get the resource support of some big people with special fetishes in the leftist faction, and he can soar to the sky and grow by leaps and bounds in just a few years.

Sometimes, physiognomy can also become a kind of strength.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, when he really wanted to fight, he never liked to talk nonsense.

The only thing that can be used to speak is the sword in the hand.

His sword was raised slightly, like a poisonous snake emerging from a hole, spitting out a letter to lock onto his prey, ready to attack.

Qingqing took two steps back, her bright eyes with some excitement and murderous intent in her eyes, these two very contradictory looks appeared in her eyes, making her have a different kind of charm.

She was not afraid of the arrival of Huang Zirui and the others, because she believed that Jiang Cheng was not a person who killed himself without a purpose, just like she believed in herself.

A pair of slender jade hands have naturally fallen into the sleeves, and in the hidden sacs in the sleeves, the cold edge makes her eyes brighter.

Huang Zirui frowned.

He doesn't like people like Jiang Cheng, too calm, more calm than him, too arrogant, even more arrogant than him.

However, he also used a sword, but he wanted to try whether Jiang Cheng's name of the poisonous snake sword was in vain.

This battle of life and death was witnessed only by a sweet mountain spring and a few old trees covered with moss.

When Huang Zirui's hand just touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, Jiang Cheng's figure was already attacking like lightning!

He doesn't give the enemy a chance, not even a chance to draw his sword!

The sword sprang out like a poisonous snake and bit its prey, passing away like a meteor and no one could catch up!

The eyes of the three demon charms flashed fiercely, and the three kinds of cold blades flickered cold, and they all attacked Jiang Cheng.

Don't pay attention to what rules are singled out, the battle in the demon gate has always been unscrupulous, and the winner is king!

Knives, forks, stabs.

The three kinds of Sen Leng blades were like a net, and one wave of offensive after another attacked Jiang Cheng's eyes, liver and gallbladder, mouth and nose.

The angle is tricky, and the shot is ruthless.

Jiang Cheng was unmoved.

He didn't seem to see these three blades, there were no three ghosts in his eyes, and he only stared at Huang Zirui from beginning to end.

It's a terrible attachment.

This is also a sword that has become extremely fast and powerful due to persistence!