"Brother Tian...... Did you really kill him?"

Tian Boguang took out the knife too quickly, so that Hu Chong couldn't react at all, and watched the Taishan sect disciple being killed, pointing to the corpse lying on the ground, and the corners of his mouth trembled. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wuyue Sword Sect is in the same breath, a disciple of the Taishan Sect was killed in front of him, the murderer is still a friend who made an appointment with him to drink together, if the gentleman Jianyue Buqun knew that he not only made friends with bandits, but also saw death and did not save him, Ling Hu Chong would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

Yi Lin closed her eyes tightly at this time, clasped her hands together, and began to chant scriptures for Taishan's disciples. Chen Zheng didn't see it at all, but instead opened his mouth to reproach Ling Hu Chong: "This is Ling Hu Chong, the senior disciple of the Huashan faction, didn't you say that the five mountains are in the same breath and even branches? Ling Hu Chong saw that his fellow sect was killed, not only did he not help, but he also made friends with the murderer, I don't know what the head of your faction Yue will do after he knows about it?"

"I ...... I ......"

Ling Hu Chong was speechless when asked. After Tian Boguang killed with a knife, a flame was aroused in his heart, and when he saw Chen Zheng embarrassed Ling Hu Chong, he was bold and shouted: "Which green onion do you care, the uncle didn't seek revenge on you, you are a hero." Give me back the knife!"

Tian Boguang's right hand suddenly swung out with a single knife, his body was extremely fast, and he instantly rushed over and slashed at Chen Zheng's forehead.

"You're looking for death!"

I didn't expect Tian Boguang to suddenly get angry, Chen Zheng's eyes were full of blood, and he couldn't let go between the bloody knives, and he came out of the sheath with a "choking", and a style of "blood washing the world" directly greeted Tian Boguang.

Chen Zheng suddenly had a trace of murderous intent born from his heart, facing Tian Boguang's fast knife, he directly used the "blood to wash the world", a faint blood light appeared out of thin air, the blood-colored knife light was as fast as lightning, the white bone true qi condensed on the blade, and the weeping blood knife seemed to become a part of the body, his mind moved, and the blood-colored knife light changed like a spiritual snake, this feeling is difficult to describe in words. A wisp of demonic qi diffused out, and the rich dead qi locked Tian Boguang.

Tian Boguang specializes in the innocence of bad women, Chen Zheng originally didn't have a good impression of him, and had murderous intentions. Last time, I was worried about Yilin's safety, so I forcibly let him escape. Now with all his strength, he directly uses the killer move of "washing the world with blood", and he is about to cut off his head.

The blood-colored knife is evil and demonic, containing a breath of absolute death, as soon as it appeared, it surprised Hu Chong's heart, and the secret way is not good. With a "bang", the long sword came out of its sheath and stabbed directly at the blood light.

"Brother Chen, be merciful!"

This sword is a move in the Huashan faction's "Xiyi Sword Technique", silently, and when Linghu Chong makes it, it is like a black light directly blocked in mid-air, colliding with the blood light. "Wow, ......," a cold aura instantly invaded his meridians along the sword body. Linghu Chong suddenly felt that his whole body stiffened, and a scorching pain came from his meridians, as if a poisonous fire was burning and corroding.

"Good yin and evil true qi, absolutely right!" Ling Hu Chong's eyes showed a look of horror, and he pointed at Chen Zheng and shouted, "Are you a member of the Demon Sect?"

"Wow!"

As soon as his words came out, everyone in the building was in an uproar, and they all looked at Chen Zheng with a look of horror on their faces.

"Is Chen Shaoxia really a demon sect?" Yi Lin looked at Chen Zheng in disbelief, although she didn't want to believe it, but after seeing Chen Zheng's demonic and terrifying sword technique just now, she leaned towards Ling Hu Chong a little unnaturally.

Chen Zheng didn't explain, the Huangquan Demon Sect was originally one of the eight sects of the Demon Dao, and it would not be wrong to say that he was a member of the Demon Sect.

"Hehehe......"

Chen Zheng faced Yilin's question, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. Ever since he saw Yilin and felt the innocence in her, Chen Zheng suddenly found that his heart began to become warmer.

"What kind of knife technique is this......" Tian Boguang escaped death and looked at Chen Zheng with horror on his face. At this time, Tian Boguang really felt the horror of the young man in front of him, just now when the blood light came, he only felt terrified, locked by a wisp of gloomy life, and all his pride fell into the bottomless abyss.

This fight was fought for no reason, Chen Zheng saw that everyone was looking at him with a look of horror, put the knife into the sheath, and continued to sit down and drink wine, while also reminiscing about the knife. On a whim just now, he directly resorted to "blood washing the world", only to feel that the weeping blood knife had become a part of his body, and he could move it around freely, and even the qi and blood consumed had been reduced by half.

Seeing Chen Zheng drinking and eating food as if no one was around, Hu Chong's heart was uneasy, and when he saw Yilin leaning towards him, he hurriedly shouted: "Little master is too quick to come here!" He wasn't sure if Chen Zheng was evil or not, and was a little worried about Yilin.

Everyone upstairs was intimidated by Chen Zheng's magic power, and they were all quiet. Hiding in the corner to watch the lively murder, he escaped half in an instant. Seeing that Chen Zheng ignored it, the remaining half of the people also quickly fled to the second floor.

"Ge Laozi, hurry up to reincarnate and scatter ......"

There was a crackling sound, and three young men with loose swords on their waists came up. The three of them wore martial arts scarves on their heads, straw sandals on their feet, and homespun robes, and they came up all the way, full of foul language. When I got upstairs, I saw two groups of people, three of them standing, one sitting alone in front of Zhuo drinking and eating, and one lying on the ground, with a strange atmosphere.

"Ge Laozi, are they all wooden people?"

"Which one is from the Demon Sect, Ge Laozi wants to do the right thing for the sky!"

"Is that you?"

One of them pointed at Chen Zheng and scolded, looking at no one in his eyes and arrogant, Ling Hu Chong frowned. The Qingcheng faction is also a famous and decent family, Ling Hu Chong saw through the identities of the three at a glance, and was about to remind the three of them, but before the words came out, there were footsteps coming from downstairs.

"Turtle son, grinding and grinding, and I want to find a fight!"

When the words fell, an old camel pinched the neck of a small camel and went directly to the second floor. Seeing the confrontation on the field, he snorted coldly and sat directly on a Zhuozi.

Linghu Chong was about to speak, but Tian Boguang pulled his sleeve, and when he saw Tian Boguang shaking his head at him, he immediately understood that this camel was not easy to mess with.

"Ge Laozi, Lao Tzu asked you if you are a demon sect, are you a dumb dog?"

On the entire second floor, Chen Zheng was drinking wine and eating food, and this Qingcheng sect disciple had long looked at him unpleasantly. When I asked myself, I was not deaf or dumb, as if I didn't hear at all. "Look down on Lao Tzu, look for death!" For a while, this person couldn't hold his face, and he rushed to Chen Zheng.

"Senior Brother Luo is angry!"

A sword light flew out and stabbed directly at Chen Zheng's eyebrows. Chen Zheng was still steady, and directly touched the tip of his sword to the center of his eyebrows, before he raised his head, his eyes were like cold lightning, and his eyes were like pools of blood.

Luo Renjie has never seen anyone with eyes so terrifying, like a terrible ghost in hell, without the slightest emotion. You can even see the boundless sea of blood through the other party's eyes, the bones are thick, the ghosts are howling, and the resentful spirits are crying miserably.

Two bloody eyes shot at him, Luo Renjie's heart trembled, and even the long sword in his hand trembled unconsciously, and the tip of the sword trembled, as if he wanted to get out of his hand. If he retreats like this, he will definitely be ridiculed by the two junior brothers, Luo Renjie bit it, and stabbed it in his heart without hesitation.

"This person's demonic aura is definitely not the right way, even if he kills him, he is still doing the right thing for heaven!"