Chapter 615 (2/2)
However, at this time, the figure of Nangong Liucheng appeared in the corner of the courtyard.
As soon as he appeared, he hurried to nangongyu, immediately picked him up, and said anxiously: ”Dad, you must take care of yourself. I've found out that Jiang Xiaolan is not a Yin Yang teacher at all.”
Eyes fall on the Nangong Liucheng who camouflages a face of panic, white Chen arms ring chest, smile but not language, waiting for his performance.
”He's not really a Yin Yang master, this liar!” The prince said angrily.
However, Nangong Liucheng's next words are to make the whole yard smell like needles.
”He is Bai Chen.”
……
”Oh, Bai Chen, the name sounds familiar what! Who do you think he is? ”
From indifference to horror, Wang Yeh's vivid interpretation showed that more and more people gathered in the courtyard, all of them were silly.
”Baichen, kill Baichen!” Bai Chen yawns and smiles casually. Then he tears the human skin mask in front of everyone
A moment later, a proud, uninhibited and handsome young face appeared in everyone's sight.
These people are still very strange to Bai Chen, the God of killing. But when Bai Chen puts the black ancient sword hidden in the brocade bag in the split air formation and carries it on his shoulder, everyone on the scene turns pale, just like the corpse who has lost his soul, and even stops breathing
”Kill God Bai Chen, it's really him!”
At this moment, a breath of death, instantly shrouded in the courtyard, the prince and princess are also in the Nangong Liucheng protection, all the way back.Whatever the appearance of a pair of fear, but Nangong Liucheng's eyes, but always hidden smile.
Hum, Nangong Liucheng, is that your arrangement?
His heart disdains a cold hum. Bai Chen doesn't care at all. He already knows that he will fight with the Phoenix Temple. That's why he deliberately keeps a distance from Chu junran.
”Younger martial brother Shang!”
At this time, the sky suddenly dropped a terrible power, under this power, everyone almost turned pale, a red figure, like a meteor in the night, hit Baichen.
Facing the figure coming from behind, Bai Chen stands quietly, holding the wind sword in his hand, and suddenly pulls out the scabbard, while the palm of the man behind him is precisely hitting the sword.
”Hum!”
A harsh hum, accompanied by water ripple like waves, spread rapidly in the air. Bai Chen Wen Si didn't move. On the contrary, the man stepped back a few steps, and was pressed on the shoulder by the man coming behind. He just managed to stand firm.
”Just a piece of goods at the top of heaven and earth is worth fighting with me?”
The white Chen disdains of a sneer, gradually turn round, the vision a send, then saw that because of the blood rolling and the complexion bloated red man, and his side complexion indifference man.
These two people, the guy who shot to him before, he didn't care very much, but the person who came out behind, had to let Bai Chen care.
Cold eyes, swept the scene, the man was obviously a little angry, but he was able to suppress this anger, calm way: ”Aotian younger martial brother, take younger martial brother Shang to leave here.”
”Ah? What about you, elder martial brother Qin? ”
”I, of course, want to clean up the villagers who dare to despise my Phoenix Temple!”