"Chen Zheng, I will definitely kill you......"

The companions around him were killed and seriously injured, and seeing Chen Zheng who was submerged in the thick fog, Lu Song rushed out with a mouthful of blood, and shouted hoarsely. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lu Song's roar was mixed with Liu Shanquan's miserable howl, and it echoed continuously, resounding between the mountains and white mist. A cloud of white mist rolled, and suddenly a thick whistle was heard from the bottom of the mountain, the sound was like a golden sound, and after a while, a figure shot up towards Chen Zheng.

At the same time, there was also a dense sound of footsteps in the white mist, and many outer disciples who searched and killed Chen Zheng gathered in this direction, and as far as the eye could see, the gray, black, and black linen disciples were distinct, forming a big encirclement, surrounding Chen Zheng at the foot of the mountain.

The wind roared, palm-sized snowflakes fell from the sky, and the earth was covered in silver. The cold air was like a knife, scraping on the skin of the face with a tingling pain.

Chen Zheng directly tore off a piece of clothing to cover his face, stood on the first stone step at the foot of the mountain, squinted his eyes, leaned over to look at the people in front of him, and dozens of Mai disciples hula-la-la formed a circle of human walls. Behind each of the three black-clothed disciples stood five or six Xuanyi disciples, staring at Chen Zheng with fierce eyes. Chen Zheng's slightest change will inevitably usher in their thunderous fury.

"It's such a big battle, in order to deal with me, a disciple of the second layer of the day after tomorrow, Fei Wuji's elite did his best. If I can't stay in this battle, the prestige of Fei Wuji's outer gate will be dealt a heavy blow. ”

Fei Wuji has not yet reached the point of covering the sky with one hand, and there are not many disciples in the outer gate who are not convinced by him, and even compete with Fei Wuji. Even Fei Wuji's subordinates are not all loyal to him, and there must be many people with other thoughts.

"At this moment, we must not show weakness, but we must have the determination to break the net and die with the enemy, so that we can have a chance to break through the encirclement. ”

Chen Zheng thought thoroughly, if he killed one or two of Fei Wuji's henchmen with a decisive heart, the rest of the people would not take millet from Fei Wuji's fire.

In the final analysis, it is still to take advantage of the people in the Demon Gate to harm others and benefit themselves. Easy to get into, if Chen Zheng is replaced, there is no benefit or the effort is seriously disproportionate to the gain, he will never work hard for Fei Wuji.

Whoosh!

Lu Song chased down from the mountain, froze his figure, and stood on the stone steps more than ten meters away from Chen Zheng, glaring at Chen Zheng with anger.

"The surname Chen, you killed your fellow disciples, and several people were poisoned by you, and you will definitely not survive today!" Lu Song shouted hatefully.

"Chen Zheng, you can't escape. If you are caught, Senior Brother Fei may not kill you for the sake of talent. ”

The corners of Chen Zheng's mouth lifted a hint of ridicule, and said, "Oh! Senior Brother Fei's face is really big, these disciples who worked hard for him have all died in vain?"

has completely torn his face, and the blood of the killing is like a river, and he even said that Fei Wuji would let him go, when he Chen Zheng is a three-year-old child. Chen Zheng shot a cold light and said coldly: "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, I will definitely be able to escape today, do you want to try?"

"Hehe! The last disappointed must be you, you want to escape, you are dreaming!" said a black-clothed brother with a sneer, a net of heaven and earth has been laid here, and Chen Zheng will become a trapped beast unless he grows wings and flies out. The black-clothed disciple said arrogantly: "Don't treat me as a waste like Wu Tian, today, I will definitely cut off my head!"

Chen Zheng pressed the handle of the bloody knife with his hand, and his finger was slightly "Qiang", the knife was half unsheathed, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, as if he was frozen, and he shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, maybe your head will be cut off by me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zheng's eyes swept to the many disciples who surrounded him, and his voice revealed a thick regret: "I don't know how many people shed blood at the foot of Yin Mountain today, and how many people died under Chen's knife. ”

This kind of tone that no one in his eyes made a group of people angry, and everyone knew that the person in front of them had no chance of survival, and when they heard his words, their foreheads were bruised, and their anger surged upward.

"Okay, good, good!" The black-clothed disciple laughed angrily, looked up to the sky and let out a burst of laughter, and said three "good" words in a row, "Boy, remember, Wang Runyuan, the person who beheaded you today, don't forget to report my name when you go to the Netherworld!"

In just a few words, dozens of Mai disciples appeared at the foot of the mountain, and these people did not step forward, but just watched from afar.

Wang Runyuan slowly pulled out the long sword, step by step, as heavy as a thousand pounds, and walked slowly towards Chen Zheng, four or five meters away, Wang Runyuan stopped, and the long sword pointed at Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng stood firmly on the stone steps, looked down at Wang Runyuan, leaned forward slowly, and made a pounce. In the process of leaning forward and pressing down, he suddenly swooped out with a cold shout.

"Bang!"

The weeping knife blood came out of the sheath, making a light and crisp sound, and the sound of the knife resounded in the heavens and the earth, and the aftermath was endless. A silver light shot out, and the blade slashed towards the top of Wang Runyuan's head.

"Good!"

Wang Runyuan clicked with a backhand sword, and the sharp blade pierced the air, accurately pointing at the Weeping Blood Knife. The two sides took a step back and fought again. Chen Zheng slashed out with a bloody knife in his hand, and the sword light continued to rise, sneering like the wind, advancing and retreating!

This time, Chen Zheng was condescending, and took the lead in launching a round of fast attack, one knife after another, the knife was endless, as fast as a storm, the blood knife knife method was unfolded, and a faint pale red blood qi was slow, the knife wind was rippling, and the snowflakes were excluded from the three meters around the body, and the knife light directly wrapped Wang Runyuan in it.

This bloody knife technique, after Chen Zheng's continuous deduction and change, is very different from the original knife method. There is a hint of majesty in the strangeness, which is even more insidious and vicious. The white bone true qi condensed by the blade, like a snake with bones, will invade the enemy's body with the slightest carelessness, eliminate the blood of Er, and erode the qi of Er.

The sword wind howled, and the snowflakes on the ground danced wildly, and the sneering shot scattered. Clouds of wind and snow rose in a swirling manner, and the figures fighting fiercely around the two of them exploded endlessly.

In the blizzard, everyone only saw clouds of white snow flakes flying wildly, and the two figures fought quickly, making it dizzying and difficult to distinguish each other, only the sound of swords contending sounded.

The fierce fight only lasted for a moment, and suddenly a long laugh sounded, and everyone could hear it, this sound was made by Wang Runyuan, and then only a gray shadow was seen, and between the two knife lights, Chen Zheng's clothes were torn and bloodstained.

The corners of Chen Zheng's mouth were bleeding, and he suddenly laughed: "Wang Runyuan, the name is not worthy of the name, keep your dog's head for the time being, and Chen will come to pick it up again in the future!"

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Chen Zheng laughed a few times, coughed violently, and suddenly his shadow flashed and fell into the blizzard.

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Runyuan spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", his face was slightly pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face sighed unwillingly.

In this battle, he and Chen Zheng were both defeated, and when others did not make contributions, they could only watch Chen Zheng escape.

Looking at the direction in which Chen Zheng disappeared, Wang Runyuan sneered in a low voice: "Chen Zheng, you can't escape." Senior Brother Hao will be waiting for you in front!"

"It was Chen Zheng who escaped just now. ”

"It is said that this person is practicing the sect's ancestral exercises, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"It's definitely right! If it weren't for the sect's descendants to pass on the exercises, how could they have beaten Senior Brother Wang......

At the foot of Yin Mountain, all the disciples were discussing, and many disciples in Xuanyi and black, who had their own thoughts, had different faces and made their own calculations.

Everyone understands that this time Chen Zheng escaped, Fei Wuji's prestige will definitely drop greatly. The situation of the battle between the ten disciples is about to change again, and they also have to plan carefully how to get as many benefits as possible in the battle of the ten disciples.

Not to mention that the black-clothed disciples in Xuanyi had different thoughts, and the other Mai disciples all sighed again and again, with surprise on their faces. Pang Wenjun, who was hidden in the crowd, also changed his complexion and was very unwilling.

Pang Wenjun's face was distorted, and he roared angrily in his heart: "Impossible, how can it be possible? How can the martial arts surnamed Chen be so strong?"