Chapter 607

Cold traceless expression cold to sweep an eye, 15 people around the mouth sneer: "you go up together or I solve one by one!"

Such words fell into the ears of the 15 people around, no doubt the killing intention in their eyes became more strong, not only strong, but also some cold breath unconsciously mixed in.

And the young man who looked at Leng Wuchen stares at him with his eyes, and says: "my name is Zhongping four elephant master. You should be Yunye's disciple on your clothes."

Zhong Ping looks at the three words of Yunye sect printed on Leng Wuchen's chest. Leng Wuchen's clothes are not the clothes of Yunye sect's disciples, so they are labeled before entering the field.

Not only cold traceless so, many of them are, no doubt, but to do so in order to be clearer, cold traceless light back sentence: "so what?"

Zhong Ping snorted coldly. Then he turned his lips and said, "it's easy to do. You can consider that I'll cut off your limbs or I'll dry your blood to death. Only in this way can I feel relieved of your ignorance in your words just now!"

Leng Wuhen nodded with a smile, and then his expression became very serious. His eyes fixed on Zhong Ping and said, "it seems that you have told me how to die. If I am not satisfied with you, I really feel sorry for you!"

Hearing the other party's humiliation, Zhong Ping angrily smashed his fist at Leng Wuchen's face!

Cold traceless sneer raised his fist, eyes showing a few wisps of cold, hard toward each other's fists, met up, the face of the broken empty sound interwoven in a moment! Two hard fists, like iron, collided with each other in the lightning flint!

"Ah With a howl, Zhong Ping's expression was twisted, and the muscles of his face were spasmodic in pain. He looked very miserable. It turned out that when the two fists collided, Leng Wuchen was undamaged, but Zhong Ping felt a strong force acting on his fist.

Then, the chest was torn open, and a "crunch crunch" was sent out between the bones of the hands It's obviously broken. Then Leng Wuchen raises his leg and kicks Zhong Ping away.

But Leng Wuchen didn't stop. Instead, he came to Zhong Ping's landing position in a flash. He stepped on Zhong Ping's chest and looked at Zhong Ping's bloody mouth.

He took a cold look and said, "I heard that you belong to the four elephant sect, but what I want to say is that I have never heard of the four elephant sect. Now I'll tell you that I'm from Yunye sect. Remember!"

Leng Wuhen's eyes swept the 14 people around him, many of them were the children of the four elephant sect. They were still a little guilty about Leng Wuhen's performance. Could they knock Zhong Ping down so easily?

But Leng Wuchen's feet gradually pressed on Zhong Ping's chest, which made Zhong Ping cough up blood continuously, but there was no way, and his expression was extremely painful.

"Can you cut off your limbs and bleed to death now?" Cold no trace face always keep a pair of disapproval of smile, but do not know that this look around the people is flustered.

Zhong Ping's pupils are gradually dilated and he wants to say something, but he can't open his mouth at the moment. Leng Wuchen doesn't waste his words too much. Instead, he talks with his actions and does what he says.

See cold no trace hands rise two invisible ember gas line flow, in Zhong Ping's body gently across, see the next second flat face constantly twitch, limbs instantly separated.

Leng Wuhen nodded his head with satisfaction and said to Zhong Ping with a smile: "don't blame me, I just did what you just didn't do!"

Bang! Then Leng Wuchen kicks Zhong Ping's head, kicks him to a hundred meters away, but his limbs are still in the same place. This kind of picture makes people breathtaking.

Leng Wuhen patted the splashed blood on his body, then scratched his head and looked around with a smile: "who's next?"

When everyone was silent, a furious voice suddenly rang out in Leng Wuhen's ear. Leng Wuhen turned his head and saw a man walking not far away, with a murderous look on his face.

He yelled: "you are a bastard of yunyezong. You are a disciple of yunyezong, but you are so cruel that you can't be forgiven. Today I will kill you to avenge my younger martial brother!" This person said indifferently, let cold traceless eyes slightly squint, shoot out a cold awn, stabbing that person's eyes.

"Are you the Idiot's elder martial brother just now?" Leng Wuchen asked subconsciously. After all, he just killed the disciple of Sixiang sect. It seems that he is also a disciple of Sixiang sect. He feels that there are many people around him who are getting closer.

Because of the desert terrain, some potholes can't be noticed even if someone can't see them, but they can feel the cold without trace. "Come out, everyone. Now that you're here, why hide?"

Cold no trace said indifferently, his voice fell, suddenly in the desert dark place, a road figure emerged, all are indifferent looking at cold no trace, this group of people's eyes are particularly sharp, no one belongs to the mediocre generation!

Cold no trace heart began to murmur four elephant sect? It is still some strength, but this is far from enough, with these idiots also want to solve me? It's ridiculous.Suddenly, their bodies flickered in the air. But for a moment, their bodies came around the cold traceless body and surrounded it.

Leng Wuchen shrugged his shoulders and said in a cold voice, "are you all from Sixiang sect?"

After listening, Han Binhai laughed and said, "how can I be afraid now! Besides this boy, all the others who are not the children of the four elephants sect should get out of here, or they will be killed with you. "

Just 14 people walk at least seven, that is, walk half, cold no trace slightly pick pick eyebrows, the cold in the eyes is very obvious.

At this time, the senior disciples of sixiangzong in the audience had already noticed the change. Han Binhai was an outstanding disciple. Although the ranking was not too high, he was also one of the rare talents of sixiangzong.

So it soon attracted a lot of people's attention, but Yunye Zongren was very abnormal, as if he had expected Leng Wuchen to die there, and there was no hope.

On the floor, Chai Meiru's face looked a little anxious and said in a low voice: "isn't that guy Han Binhai of sihaizong? It seems that younger martial brother has some difficulties. Let's go up and help him. "