Hearing the fury of grass beside Fujiwara well, Cao Zheng winked at Chen Yang, indicating not to act rashly.
Then, looking up into the air, he said respectfully, "Deputy headmaster of Jingbian grass, there may be some misunderstanding about what happened today. I am willing to explain to the leader of Kuishan gate about the death of GUI Lao. As for the injury of the little sect leader, I also take responsibility. I hope the Deputy headmaster of Jingbian grass can release Chen Yang first. "
"Hum!"
Tengyuan well grass cold hum, pointing to Chen Yang, angry way: "the little master was beaten like that, the root of life is also abandoned, even the future generations can not continue, so, you still want me to let him go? Cao Zheng, I don't think you know your identity. As the dog of our Fujiwara family, you actually help outsiders bite the master. You dog, you don't do your duty. "
Hearing the speech, Cao Zheng's face suddenly changed.
He thought that with his elder status, he could have a talk with Fujiwara.
But did not expect, the other side's attitude, and Fujiwara Murakami is the same.
You know, in the broken sword gate before, although Fujiwara family was still in power, but you high-level officials still gave him face.
But today, why?
When Cao Zheng was surprised, the Fujiwara family in the air began to talk.
Cao Zheng, Shen Zhiyuan and hesui could not understand their language, and their faces were blank.
However, Chen Yang knows what Fujiwara, jingbiancao and others are talking about.
Because he knows Japanese.
"Deputy sect leader, kill Cao Zheng. If you continue to let it go, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause."
Next to him, an extraordinary eight fold elder of the broken sword sect was walking on the grass road by the well of Tengyuan.
Fujiwara well grass pondered: "the skill of broken sword gate has not been obtained yet. If we kill Cao Zheng, we will not find it."
"But Cao Zheng has gone so far that we can't go on looking at him."
"The skill we practice now is no worse than that of the broken sword sect. Why should we keep Cao Zheng alive?"
"I agree. Kill him!"
"I've been looking down on him for a long time. I just killed him today!"
"The sect leader didn't say before that if Cao Zheng had a change, he would be killed directly. Today is the right time."
They all think that Cao Zheng should be killed.
In Tengyuan's well grass's eyes, a cold light flashed and said, "in that case, kill him today. But before that, we need to save cunji. "
Everyone's discussion stopped, and their eyes focused on Cao Zheng.
Chen Yang has heard that Cao Zheng's identity is somewhat complicated.
However, Cao Zheng frowned and muttered, "these guys are talking about something they can't understand. What did they say?"
At this time, Tengyuan well grass mouth, to Cao Zhengdao: "elder Cao, after we discuss, we decided to let the people around you. However, let him first and hand over the young master. "
Hearing the speech, Cao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Yang, "brother Chen, let Tengyuan village go first."
Chen Yang looked at Cao Zheng: "brother Cao, do you know what they were talking about just now?"
Cao Zheng Leng next, doubt a way: "what?"
Chen Yang glanced at the people in the air and said in a deep voice, "they just said they would kill you."
Cao Zheng's eyelids leaped and looked at Chen Yang in surprise: "do you understand what they said?"
Chen Yang nodded.
Cao Zheng trembled, clenched his fists and looked at the grass beside Fujiwara well. Unexpectedly, he was fooled.
He said to Fujiwara well grass: "well grass Deputy door master, Chen Yang's words, but really?"
Fujiwara well edge grass and others, also face the color of doubt.
Their language is handed down from their ancestors. Only Fujiwara people can learn it.
How can this boy understand?
However, Tengyuan jingbiancao didn't admit it, but pointed to Chen Yang and said angrily: "boy, you can't sow discord. Now you release the young master immediately. In the face of elder Cao, we can give you a way to live. But if you want to die, we'll see if you can beat so many of us by yourself! "
"Release Murakami immediately, or I'll do it."
"I dare to be the enemy of our duanjianmen. I don't know what to do!"
Others in the broken sword sect also took out their weapons one after another, pointed at Chen Yang and drank angrily.
One by one, they are all imposing and will be covered in ruins.
Shen Zhiyuan, Cao Zheng and hesui all feel the stagnation of Qi and blood, and the pressure is like substance, which is breathless.
Seeing Chen Yang's silence, the grass on Fujiwara's well side looks cold. He thinks that the momentum of the people in the broken sword sect has deterred Chen Yang.
His eyes flashed a look of disdain and said to Chen Yang, "look at the contrast of your strength. If you don't want to die, you'll let the little master go. I'll give you three seconds, and you'll be 20 meters away from the master of the little gate, otherwise, we'll do it! "Chen Yang looked up at the grass beside the well in Tengyuan, with no fluctuation.
"Chen Yang, why don't you get out of here? Do you want to die? No matter how strong you are, you are not the opponent of the whole broken sword sect! "
Fujiwara Murakami, whose body and will have been hit, finally gave out an angry roar at the moment.
In his opinion, with the master of Fujiwara family, Chen Yang did not dare to take him.
At this time, Fujiwara well grass began to read seconds: "one."
Brush.
Before the sound of grass counting "one" by Fujiwara's well stopped completely, a sword flashed by. Fujiwara Murakami's head soared to the sky, and his neck shot a column of blood. The bright red color was very conspicuous.
Putong.
His head crossed a parabola, fell into the ruins, rolled through the dust, blood and soil stained together.
When he finally stopped, Fujiwara Murakami's face was up, and in his eyes, he still had the ferocious and contented color before he died.
He did not expect that the next moment, he would die on the spot.
The whole audience was silent, and everyone's eyes focused on Chen Yang.
He was standing next to Fujiwara Murakami's headless corpse with a black sword in his hand. He looked so calm that it was not him who killed Fujiwara Murakami just now.
No matter the Fujiwara family in the air, or Cao Zheng, Shen Zhiyuan and hesui on the ground, everyone was stunned.
To everyone's surprise, facing the threat of three extraordinary nines, six extraordinary eights, and a dozen extraordinary sixes and sevens, Chen Yang didn't hesitate to chop off Fujiwara Murakami's head.
Is he so bold and fearless?
Is he not afraid of the joint efforts of the top management of duanjianmen?
This young man, very strong!
But he's crazy.
Cao Zheng and Shen Zhiyuan look at each other, and both of them look bitter. How can we solve this situation?
When everyone was surprised, Chen Yang slowly raised his head, looked at the grass beside Fujiwara well in the air, and said calmly, "don't you mean five seconds? Why don't you count? "
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