Bai Yumen turned the void into reality, and a huge attraction swallowed Chen Zheng, as if time and space were frozen, and Chen Zheng lost all his sensing ability. It wasn't until www.biquge.info White Jade Gate manifested again that he regained control of his body and stepped out of the White Jade Gate in one step.

Chen Zheng gathered his thoughts and looked at the environment around him, this was a dense forest, the forest was silent, and there was no sound. Suddenly, a bird flew by, and with a rustling sound, a group of people emerged from the dense forest.

This group of people was dressed in uniform Taoist robes, led by a long-bearded old man, all embarrassed, with blood stains on their bodies, without the slightest trace of the chic posture of a cultivator. This group of people seemed to be being chased and killed, just trying to flee for their lives, Chen Zheng stood more than ten meters away from them, but no one noticed.

"Uncle Shi, look!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and the long-bearded old man noticed Chen Zheng who was blocking in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed greatly. With a fierce wave of his hand, everyone stopped moving, and all looked at the stranger in front of them with bad intentions.

Chen Zheng was dressed in green clothes and carried a thin knife at his waist, more than a foot longer than an ordinary steel knife, like a sword, similar to the legendary Tang knife, but thinner than the Tang knife.

The long-bearded old man looked at the young man in front of him, less than twenty years old, with a slender body, slightly wide shoulders, and a thin face, revealing a trace of cold temperament. In particular, the eyes are profound, and the divine light is contained, revealing a profound internal cultivation.

"Such a pure internal cultivation, when did such a young master come out of the rivers and lakes?"

The long-bearded old man was shocked in his heart, and his face did not show a look. At this moment, there were chasing soldiers behind, and the young master in front of him didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he said tentatively: "The old Taoist Taishan faction Tiansong, I don't know who the little friend is? The Demon Sect is fierce, Xiaoyou dare to run for your life!"

Chen Zheng was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect to enter the world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes. Looking at the embarrassed Taishan faction, Chen Zheng was speechless for a while. This Tiansong Daoist is the junior disciple of the Tianmen Daoist of the Taishan Sect, and he is just a second-rate master in the world, no wonder he was chased and killed by the people of the Demon Sect like a lost dog.

However, this person was kind-hearted, and when he suddenly encountered Chen Zheng, he did not shout and shout to kill as soon as he came up, but did not forget to remind him to flee when he was in danger. Chen Zheng had a good impression and decided to save him, and by the way, he tried his martial arts level in the world.

"Demon Cult ......"

A smile hung on the corner of Chen Zheng's mouth, as soon as he came to the world of laughter, he was confronted by the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, is this to make him a righteous young man who acts chivalrous and righteous?

"Woo Woo ......"

Before Chen Zheng could act, suddenly the sound of arrows and hidden weapons breaking through the sky was loud, and more than a dozen black-clothed people caught up from behind, and they couldn't help but say that it was a long-range strike first. The people of the Taishan faction were in a hurry in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, several people who were not good at martial arts were hit by arrows, and there was a strong smell of blood in the forest, and the sound of wailing and pain was endless.

When the others saw the Demon Sect's pursuers appear, they couldn't wait to give birth to a pair of wings and fly out of the forest, and fled past Chen Zheng into the depths of the dense forest. Chen Zheng looked at the sudden Demon Sect disciples, and calculated silently in his heart, judging the approximate number of enemies.

The chasing soldiers have arrived, and the Tiansong Dao people are directly behind everyone, desperately covering the disciples, and in a hurry, all the prestige is lost, his face is pale, and the long sword in his hand keeps knocking the long arrows flying from the dark dart, and he shouted loudly: "The Demon Sect is powerful, all the disciples should not panic, gather behind me, and fight and retreat!"

Tiansong Dao people usually have a lot of prestige in the Taishan faction, at this time the sword light rolled, hearing his shout, all the disciples gathered together, for a while the sword light was everywhere, and the casualties were suddenly reduced.

The Demon Sect's attack was blocked for a while, and the hidden weapon arrows weakened, which made the Tiansong Dao people breathe a sigh of relief, but they saw a cyan shadow passing by their side, and suddenly flew out of the forest.

The face of the Tiansong Daoist changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted: "Young man, don't retreat to the forest with us and the others!" Unfortunately, before the Tiansong Daoist shouted, Chen Zheng had already crossed the Demon Sect who were fighting with the disciples of the Taishan Sect.

Chen Zheng's figure flew away in the forest, rising and falling, leaping and jumping between his body, the wind was not disturbing, and he only heard the sound of dead branches in the forest, and a green shadow blew like the wind.

Tiansong Daoren's eyesight is so clever, seeing Chen Zheng's body method as illusory, he was surprised: "I don't know which disciple of the same sect, but this light skill is amazing." Seeing that Chen Zheng didn't listen to the advice and insisted on sending him to death, Tiansong suddenly felt unhappy in his heart: "This son is certainly good at light work, but I don't know if the Demon Sect is powerful, where can I afford to provoke it." Even if he died, the elders in his sect could not blame me, saying that I would not save him when he saw death. ”

At this moment, in a dangerous situation, Tiansong couldn't care about the life or death of an irrelevant kid, so he immediately made a decision and ordered his disciples to withdraw to the depths of the dense forest, preparing to go through the dense forest to Hengyang City. For a time, the people of the Taishan Sect killed more than ten Demon Sect disciples who had caught up, and disappeared without a trace in the dense forest.

Besides, Chen Zheng rushed out of the forest, and suddenly faced a sharp wind breaking through the air, Chen Zheng's body rose from the sky, and an arrow grazed his side. Seeing a team of more than a dozen people in black, he looked at himself with a sneer.

"Haha, there is no one in the Taishan faction, and he actually sent a little calf to die. ”

"That's it, what bullshit, the Wuyue Sword Sect is just like that, it's not like a lost dog that is being hunted down by us. ”

The more than ten people of the Demon Sect were not in a hurry to make a move, and in the face of a nobody, in their opinion, they could kill him with a flip.

Chen Zheng's eyes were cold, his eyes flashed bloody, and he ignored the vulgar words of these people. Chen Zheng has been baptized in the main world and knows that at this time, only doing things is the truth.

"I'm about to break through the last meridian of the three yangs, and these people are the best blood food. ”

A blood-devouring thought arose in Chen Zheng's heart, his eyes were suddenly flooded with blood, and his whole body exuded an aura of disregard for life and death.

More than a dozen Demon Sect men, all dressed in black, led by a lean man with a yellow belt around his waist, stood in front of people, obviously the leader of the Demon Sect, looking at Chen Zheng A cruel smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his left hand pressed on the ghost head knife on his waist, his right hand was raised high, and more than a dozen "choking" sounds sounded behind him, and more than ten swords and blades were aimed at Chen Zheng.

"Big guys, all together!"

More than a dozen men in black rushed towards Chen Zheng together, about to drown him. People in the Demon Cult don't advocate fighting alone. Chen Zheng will take one person to snipe, and there will be an amazing art industry. Don't look at what they said before, they look down on people, but they are not brain-dead.

Chen Zheng showed a ghost without a trace, like a leaf flying in the wind, and his footwork changed mysteriously, flickering left and right in the crowd, and the virtual reality was unpredictable.

A claw of his left hand poked out, the ghost claw hand turned into a claw shadow all over the sky, the true qi of the white bones was revealed from the five fingers, and the five fierce qi made a "snort" sound in the air, and the yin and cold aura covered his body, and the man in black suddenly shuddered, his face turned pale, and he was secretly horrified: "What kind of kung fu did this kid do, why is he so evil?"