Immediately quickened his pace, took a few steps behind the middle-aged man in white shirt, and pulled out the flying sword.

Then he kicked down and reached out to turn the middle-aged man in white shirt over, because the storage bag of the middle-aged man in white shirt was at his waist, and the old man surnamed He turned it over.

But as soon as he flipped over the body of the middle-aged man in a white shirt, a black thing suddenly flew out of his shattered chest and went straight to the head of the old man surnamed He.

The speed of this thing was very fast, and the old man surnamed He had not yet reacted, and was entered through his head in an instant.

With no trace gone, the old man surnamed He was horrified, what was it?

However, now that the thing had entered the body, the old man surnamed He hurriedly sat cross-legged and ran the method of internal vision, wanting to see what it was.

But the old man surnamed He had just used his mana, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his brain, as if there were ten thousand long needles scurrying around in his mind.

"Ah.........h

Then he put his head in his hands and rolled around on the ground.

"Captain, what's wrong with this old man, he has obviously won", what are you crazy about now? On the hillside in the distance, Zhao Lin saw the old man surnamed He like this and asked.

For fear of being discovered, the three of them didn't dare to get too close, they just watched from a distance, but just saw the old man surnamed He walking over and kicking down, because they were facing away from Chen Yan and a few people, they didn't find out what was going on.

However, the previous battle of the monks in the foundation building period made Chen Yan fascinated, this power, this movement, really not something that the monks of the Qi refining period could do.

"I don't know, be careful of deception, wait and see", Chen Yan squinted, looked at the direction of the old man surnamed He, and said lightly.

"Huh, suddenly", Chen Yan sighed lightly, and looked at the old man surnamed He with a somewhat impressive expression.

The old man surnamed He was still rolling around on the ground, but suddenly, the old man surnamed He suddenly stopped.

Then he kept scratching his face with both hands, and as he grabbed it, the flesh on his face fell off one by one.

And it was covered with dense tiny insects, and Chen Yan's scalp was numb and goosebumps all over his body.

Then the old man's body suddenly collapsed, and the hands that were clutching around gradually lost their strength, only a wail.

After a while, the old man surnamed He collapsed all over his body, as if the flesh and skin under his body had disappeared.

The wailing also faded away.

And the head has also become a skeleton, with only a dense patch of bugs left on it.

As for the old man surnamed He, he thought that he couldn't die anymore.

"It's so disgusting! it's so miserable, it's too miserable", looking at the death of the old man surnamed He, Zhao Lin frowned, as if he had eaten a fly.

Ling Fei was also like Zhao Lin, his face was full of disgust.

Although he felt disgusting, Chen Yan still endured it, originally thinking of coming over to take a look, who knew that both sides were dead.

According to Chen Yan's original idea, the white-shirted middle-aged man who had just built the foundation of the Feiling Gate could not be the opponent of the old man surnamed He, but the monks in the foundation building period were not so easy to destroy, even if they had just built the foundation, they should not be underestimated.

In the end, although the old man surnamed He killed the middle-aged man in white shirt, he would definitely be seriously injured, after all, the old man surnamed He was only in the early stage of foundation building.

So since the old man surnamed He was seriously injured, then he had the opportunity to sneak attack the old man surnamed He and take advantage of a fisherman.

Who knew that this old man surnamed He actually had a big killing weapon, and the middle-aged man in white shirt died without much resistance, which made Chen Yan think that the plan had been broken.

Since the old man surnamed He had intact combat strength, Chen Yan naturally didn't dare to pull out the tiger's teeth, and wanted to wait for the old man surnamed He to leave before leaving, and then he was looking for an opportunity to destroy Feng Ji.

I didn't expect this change to happen later, the old man surnamed He actually became like this, although I don't know why, but Chen Yan and the others didn't dare to act rashly.

After waiting in place for a long time, there was no movement in front of him, only a corpse and a skeleton lying quietly on the ground.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look", seeing that there was no movement, Chen Yan turned his head and said to Ling Fei and the others.

Zhao Lin and the others didn't want to wait like this, and after nodding, they immediately followed behind Chen Yan.

Chen Yan and the three of them quickly descended the hillside, walked through the jungle, and stopped when they were still dozens of meters away from the corpse.

"Wait", Chen Yan motioned for Ling Fei and the two to stop, and then threw two fireball spells at the corpses, and suddenly the two corpses turned into raging flames, burning to ashes in an instant, leaving only two black things.

Seeing the old man surnamed He become like this for no reason, Chen Yan was apprehensive, so he naturally didn't dare to go over easily, and the skeleton of the old man surnamed He was also densely packed with insects.

Seeing that it had been resolved, Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this matter has come to an end now, and the final winner is himself.

Then Chen Yan took out the unburned storage bag from the ashes, washed it with clean water and put it away.

"Captain, look at this"? Chen Yan had just finished cleaning, Ling Fei walked over and handed Chen Yan a few pieces of broken things, Chen Yan took them over and saw that they were the discs used by the white-shirted monk before.

Chen Yan looked at it, although this thing was broken, but the aura on it still made him a little uncomfortable, and after handing the thing to Ling Fei, he said: "This thing is too evil, look at those ghost-headed monsters before, it may have come out of this, and it is useless now."

"Hehe, I saw that the power of this thing was quite good before, but I don't like this kind of thing, even if it is powerful, I won't use it", Ling Fei finished speaking, and threw the broken disc on the ground.

At this time, Zhao Lin also put away the flying sword of the old man surnamed He, the instrument spirit charm and the flying sword of the middle-aged man in white shirt.

Chen Yan looked around and saw that there was nothing left, and then with a wave of his hand, the three of them left the place.

Chen Yan didn't know that it was precisely because of those few broken discs, coupled with the remnants of the formation around them, that cleared their suspicions.

Although he understands that the old man surnamed He is only a manager in Fang City, and he used to be a casual cultivator, although he joined the Giant Sword Gate, he is not an insider of the Giant Sword Gate, he is a halfway monk, and he is not closely related to the Giant Sword Gate, and he believes that no one will suspect him.

Who would believe that a Qi refining period cultivator would kill a foundation building period cultivator, and Chen Yan didn't participate, he just picked up a bargain.

Besides, the death of these two people is outside the three of them, and no one else knows, but even if they are investigated, it has little to do with them, so Chen Yan didn't take this to heart.

But Chen Yan didn't expect that although the old man surnamed He was only a peripheral member of the Giant Sword Gate, he was also a genuine foundation building monk, and dying like this was undoubtedly a slap in the face for the Giant Sword Gate.

Moreover, this matter is still related to Feilingmen, the old man surnamed He died on the territory of Feilingmen, and the owner of Feilingmen died, before Feng Ji made a fuss in Chen Yan's shop, and then the old man surnamed Liu came forward to mediate, and the old man surnamed He was the cousin of the Han surnamed Liu.

This came and went, and the movement was not small at that time, and the people on that street knew that as long as they investigated a little, they couldn't get rid of it.

And now the Flying Spirit Gate is probably in crisis.

"Captain, where are we going now?" asked Zhao Lin, who was running rapidly in the jungle.

"Of course we went to the previous place, our target is that Feng Ji", Chen Yan said without looking back, and then sped up and rushed towards the cliff.

At the moment when the old man surnamed He died, Bai Yufeng, where the Giant Sword Gate was stationed, in a side hall, among the jade plaques placed at the bottom, one of them suddenly shattered.

This startled a disciple who had been stationed in the side hall, and hurriedly ran out, came to the front of a courtyard not far from the side hall and said loudly: "Something is wrong, uncle, something is wrong."

"What's wrong, so flustered, what kind of body", an old man in a green coat with a haggard face walked out and scolded the disciple.