Chapter 30: Worst higher martial arts (1/2)

Cold day, cruel night!痕 On the dark and uninhabited street, Chu Hen stared at the corpse in front of his eyes.

The broken corpse was full of blood, so the scene was shocking.

This is Chu Hen's first killing, and the kill is nearly twenty people.

Excessive consumption of the power of Zhenyuan makes Chu Hen's face look especially pale. I have to say that this time it was really thrilling.

”Fortunately, the demon pupil's body broke through the one-star state, otherwise it was really dangerous ...” Chu Hen breathed a long breath, the faint purple light in the pupil disappeared faintly, and it became a normal dark color .

I was really lucky to say it.

During this month, Chu Hen's uninterrupted concentration of practice every night, a few days ago, I felt that the blood power of the demon pupil body became more and more agitated.

At the same time that the ninth martial art was opened tonight, the demon pupil was able to complete the evolutionary upgrade.

And was given a new pupil technique, the power of silence ... As said at that time, Li Wujuan, the power of silence was swept out by both eyes, and has a strong lethality.

This is only the first time that Chu Hen was put into use. He directly killed the first-level martial arts in Tongyuan Realm. Chu Hen was very satisfied with such amazing power.

”I really look forward to what kind of pupil technique will be given behind the demon pupil's body ...” Chu Chuhen's eyes were a little bit hot, of course, this place is not a place to stay for a long time, a short relief, Chuhen Suddenly stepped towards the body of the burly man from Tongyuan who arrived after that.

I was pierced through my chest by the power of the demon pupil's silence, my head moved, and the man was dead and could not die anymore.

Chu Chuhen crouched beside the opponent's body, tried to find something on the opponent's body, and then found a token.

The token is about half the size of a slap. It is square, with delicate lines around it, and the middle position is a pictographic symbol depicting a 'sun'.

The fiery sun pattern is flowing like a golden wheel with open teeth.

Chu Chu marks his eyes softly, and Shen said, ”No matter who you are, I will surely knock you out.

He said that Chu Chuchen put away the gold medal, his eyes flashed with a decided light, and he turned away in one direction without turning his head.

... The hustle and bustle of the morning ushered in a brand new day for the Imperial City.

On the bustling streets, people flowed and flowed.

让 ”Get out, get out ...” A heavily armed army quickly moved in one direction, and the crowds on the streets retreated on both sides, both awesome and a little confused.

”What happened? This early in the morning?” ”Don't you know yet? A life case was filed over the east side of the city last night.

”” It's just a murder case, where doesn't it die every day? ”” This time, more than 20 people died. You didn't see the scene. The tragic almost did not scare the pants.

”Well,” the murderer was really cruel.

”... A small stall selling noodles on the side of the street, Chu Hen drinking warm tea, calmly listening to the voices of the surrounding crowd.

”Boss, come to Yangchun Noodles!” Along with a loud voice, a middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting down opposite Chu Hen.

”Oh, please, wait a minute.

”The stall owner responded warmly.

For the middle-aged man sitting in front of him, Chu Hen did not have any emotional fluctuations, and he did not even lift his head, and still drank his tea quietly.

”Which college are you going to today?” The middle-aged man suddenly said such a word.

Chu marks are slightly stubborn, and his eyes are raised slightly. I saw this is a middle-aged man with a gentle smile and a kind of hearty feeling.

”Do we know each other?” Chu Hen said.

”Hehe, you don't know me, but I know you.

I took eighteen assessments and was turned away by twenty-seven higher martial arts halls ... Your perseverance really made me feel ashamed! My name is Song Chenghun.

”If these words are spoken from other populations, chances are they are ironic.

However, there was no ridicule on the other's face.

”What do you want to say?” Chu Hen's tone remained indifferent.

Ye Songcheng hunted his eyebrows lightly, with a little surprise in his eyes. The 16-year-old was so calm.

Song Chenghun smiled and replied, ”I want to say that you have no time, no matter which higher martial arts palace you go to, the results are the same.