Chapter 185 (1/2)
Chen long is absolutely demon like and more powerful than the Chenzi of that day. Naturally, Chen Feng and others dare not be too big. At the moment, they want to restrain Chenlong and ask their subordinates to send signals and seek help.
However, the signal did not wait to be sent out. Zichen made a fist and simply killed the monk who sent the signal. At the same time, even the signal of Wuzong was smashed by a blow.
”You...!”
Chen Feng's color changed. He was afraid of Chen long. He didn't see clearly how Chen Long rushed into the crowd. The speed of the other side reached the extreme.
”Peng!”
He was so angry and murderous that he sent out a golden light all over his body. He waved two golden fists and smashed at a later monk nearby.
”Boom
Under one blow, his body shield broke, and the Friar's chest collapsed. His body flew down dozens of meters and died.
”Chenlong, you have eaten the gall of ambitious leopard. You really want to fight against Wuzong and Yunxia city.” Chen Feng angrily drinks, but feels not good, but retreats toward the rear.
”Dong!”
A big shock, like the beating of a drum, the heaven and earth are trembling, another friar died under Zichen's fist, Chen Feng's threat did not work at all.
When he was in the state of true Qi, he provoked the three forces, and it was a situation that he would never die. Now, for the sake of Su Mengyao, how about offending the two forces again.
”Boom
The golden light covered the two monks. When the golden light dissipated, their vitality had disappeared and they fell into a pool of blood.
At this time, Zichen is strong and terrible.
”Chen... Chen Long... Don't come here. I didn't fight Su Mengyao.” In the blink of an eye, several people were killed. Seeing Zichen's cold eyes, Wu Sheng's teeth began to tremble and his words stuttered.
This is Wu Sheng. On that day, he competed with him for the first place. At that time, the two men were equally matched, and Zichen finally won. However, the two elders gave Wu Sheng a younger age and higher talent, which was to give the core quota to the other party.
Several years passed, although Wu Sheng became congenital and grew a lot, Zichen grew up to the existence of the second killing congenital.
”He left a bloodstain on me.” Su Mengyao said.
”Well, I'll cut him ten times.” Zichen's voice is indifferent and full of strong confidence.
He changed his fist into palm, and his two fingers combined with his sword. His innate Qi gushed out from his fingers, forming a one meter long sword Qi, which was continuously breathed and puffed.
”No... I don't have one.” Wu Sheng exclaimed miserably. He was so frightened that his face was already miserable.
”Shua!”
In Zichen's hands, the sword Spirit fell down, shining and dazzling. He chopped on Wu Sheng's right hand, and his right hand was cut off, and his blood gushed wildly.
”It should be this hand, so start here.” Zichen's voice was cold, like a devil out of hell.
”Ah...!” His right hand was cut off, and Wu Sheng screamed bitterly.
”Poof!”
The sword light rose again and fell on the right arm. In an instant, the blood flowed and the whole right arm was cut off.
”Second way!”
Zichen's voice is cold, which makes people feel cold. With the temperature of the air around, they all drop sharply, like the cold winter.
”Ah... Let's go!”
Some people can't stand this kind of atmosphere, panic and roar, turn around and run away. At this moment, Zichen is like a demon coming to the world, killing people like cutting grass.
”Poof!”
A golden blade was drawn out in an instant, and the blood was splashed. A headless corpse rolled to the ground after running for more than ten steps.
This is a terrible scene. A headless corpse is running, which makes the chill in people's heart rise again, almost reaching a climax.
”Poof!”
Wu Sheng's left hand was chopped again, and the golden light rose again, followed by the disappearance of his left arm.
Zichen's eyes are merciless, and his hand is cruel. This is Zichen. He has a kind heart, but he also has another side of ruthlessness. When it comes to hand, he will never be soft hearted.
”Fifth way!”
The sword light crossed again, and the golden light stabbed people to open their eyes. Wu Sheng's leg was cut off, and his body was unstable. He fell down directly. The blood stained the earth, and the broken arm fell in the distance. It was shocking.
”No...!” Wu Sheng is in despair, and he calls out that he should not cry every day. At this moment, he wants to die happily, which is a kind of luxury.
”Sixth way!”
The golden light flashed again, and Wu Sheng's other leg was gone. At the moment, his limbs were cut, and his blood gurgled out. He could not even cry out.
”Seventh way!”
The last flash of the golden light fell on Wu Sheng's neck. His whole head rolled away toward the distance, and he chopped seven times in a row. Wu Sheng's vitality dissipated.
”Leave three for the rest of the world.” Zichen's words fall, but let everyone's heart rise endless cold, just cut a scar on Su Mengyao's body, unexpectedly want to pay for life, this life is not over, but wait for the afterlife.No one knows whether there is an afterlife or not, but there are always friars who believe in the afterlife. Zichen's words may not come true. It can really kill Wu Sheng's afterlife, but its deterrent power is amazing.
On behalf of Zichen's endless killing heart, on behalf of Zichen's firm intention to kill.
”Terrible, terrible.”
”This is a demon, a murderer coming out of hell.”
They were frightened and almost speechless. Their hearts were even colder. At this moment, they thought of what Su Mengyao said. You will have retribution. As expected, retribution is coming.
And it's coming so fast that people don't have time to react.
”Poof!”
A disciple around Zichen wanted to escape from Zichen, but he was cut down by a sword light.