Chapter 69

Good!

This word makes Zhao Yumeng's eyes tremble.

Women such as Zhao Yumeng are used to being alone. They always keep a distance from others. Even if they have been worshipped by Tushan sect since childhood, they have a flat relationship with their peers. Even if he knew that Chu Jingyue might die in Chen xinglie's hands, he just said a little to let Chen xinglie get over it, and he would not care about Chu Jingyue's death or life.

No friends!

Zhao Yumeng has always been alone. She is aloof and aloof. She doesn't like ordinary girls. She likes to hold the hands of her girlfriends and sisters to make an intimate appearance.

She didn't even hold her sister's hand.

Now, Chen xinglie touched his shoulder and said "good"

How can Zhao Yumeng adapt to this?

Goose bumps all over the body!

The more cold and self-cleaning, the lower the threshold of sensitivity to physical contact and the greater the response.

On the contrary, the more bold and unconstrained people are, the higher the threshold is. For example, those young masters and girls who laugh in brothels have no feeling at all when they pat their shoulders. Even if they touch randomly, they will not cause much disturbance in their hearts.

Zhao Yumeng is different.

……

"Well."

Zhao Yumeng nodded his head in a trance, moved his step gently and stood on Chen xinglie's side. His martial arts momentum, which had been climbing all the time, suddenly stagnated. It seemed that he had forgotten what he was going to do.

Chen xinglie couldn't help sighing.

In my memory, when I was in intimate contact with Zhao Yumeng for the first time, I was directly kicked in the thigh by this woman and flew 20-30 meters away

At that time, it seemed that he was dogged and beat, and tried his best to catch up with the rain dream fairy of tushanzong.

Although not to lick up to the last nothing, but finally to fulfill the wish, got Zhao Yumeng's sincerity.

But the whole process is far less pleasant than it is now.

Men

There should be a man's domineering and gentle, how to blindly do licking dog, the strong must be strong, the considerate should be considerate!

Chen xinglie was deeply touched.

"The commander of the Changkong army, have the courage to fight against this seat?"

Chen xinglie stopped Changkong Wuji, who planned to turn around and leave. He put his right hand into his sleeve and asked haughtily, "is the master of Xifeng army a cowardly rat? It is no wonder that in the first World War of frost City, he was defeated and returned home in Northern Xinjiang. If so, a general will be incompetent and kill the three armies! "

Qiang

Big sword slowly out of the sleeve.

Compared with the sword worn by ordinary people in martial arts, the appearance of this sword is much more magnificent.

Look at this sword. It's long and big

Chen xinglie held up his big sword, and put out the starting form of the empty coagulation sword formula. The blade of the sword pointed to the top of his head.

Hiss!

The roof of the Fei cloud building made a sharp crack like a silk, which was impacted by the sword and disintegrated into a huge hole.

Stars and moonlight, shed from the cave, shine on Chen xinglie.

At this moment, it seems that thousands of stars in the whole night sky cast their light on Chen xinglie.

As soon as the starting move of the empty coagulation sword rhyme appeared, the audience was shocked.

After all, when Chen xinglie killed Guang Zhengping, the sword light swept through the courtyard wantonly, cutting the buildings and trees of the courtyard into pieces.

Cao Bi suddenly remembered what Chen xinglie had done in Qingyun city these days: one sword to open the sky, one sword to kill Xianyu Chong to flee, and even a master like Zhao Yumeng could not cut the second sword in front of Chen xinglie

"Chen xinglie! Have something to say

Cao bi was startled and exclaimed, "why do you have to fight in a big way?"

"Oh

Chen xinglie gave a cold smile. His eyes were like stars, and his pupils were dark as the abyss. He said faintly: "Zong is mainly noisy again. This seat will stay in qingyangzong and not go away."

Cao Bi's eyes were stiff: "this..."

If you don't leave, that's fine!

There is such a evil star in Qingyang sect. In the future, Cao Bi, the patriarch, is only afraid that he will become a nominal patriarch without any real power. Everything depends on Chen xinglie's look.

With Chen xinglie's ability to cause trouble, qingyangzong is afraid that there will be no peace again!

This is an ancestor!

Qingyang temple is small, where can stand Chen xinglie?

Qingyang Zong can't accommodate this great God!

Cao Bi didn't want to continue to persuade him. He only gave Changkong Wuji an expression of "my Lord has tried his best." he said with secret voice transmission: "Changkong army leader, I have said everything that should be said. The main reason for the army is that you are far more powerful than Zhao Yumeng of tushanzong, so let's fight against Chen xinglie. After all, Zhao Yumeng has only a chance to cut his sword in front of Chen xinglie... "Changkong Wuji's eyes twinkle, a bit like turning around to escape.

However, as the leader of Xifeng army, Changkong Wuji has his own dignity as a general commanding 100000 troops.

Previously, Chen xinglie only said that he borrowed his head and left. But now Chen xinglie even said "a general incompetence killed the three armies." how can Changkong Wuji turn around and leave regardless of it?

At this time, if we run away without fighting, it will shake the morale of the army.

How can we lead the team when the hearts are broken?

How can you bring your men to revolt?

How do you plan to usurp the throne?

There are some tangles in the sky, a kind of emotion of riding a tiger is difficult to get down, which spreads in the heart, and it seems that the fight can not be fought again.

What to do?

Changkong Wuji had to harden his head and lift his halberd. He said: "my dear nephew, our army leader has always tolerated you because of the relationship between you and brother Jiuyuan in the past. If you don't know how to advance or retreat, you are stubborn, no wonder our army master has ignored the past."

Chen xinglie shook his head, with a sneer in his voice, and said, "if the military master really cares about the past, why not cut his own throat with his sword and present his head with his own hands?"

There's no need to talk about it.

Changkong Wuji's Halberd front turned and roared, "the master of our army will come to experience the means of a good nephew!"

A big war is on the way.

There was a sense of peace around.

Everyone is staring at Chen xinglie and Changkong Wuji, but Zhao Yumeng and Shi Feiyu are not the same. They stare at Chen xinglie's big sword and feel the pure meaning of the empty coagulation sword formula, and their eyes are full of thought.

"What is this sword formula?" Zhao Yumeng's eyes trembled.

Shi Feiyu's palm gave out a trace of sabre Qi, and thought to himself, "I don't know how long it will take me to practice this Sabre Sutra of disillusionment, so that I can be as proud as xinglie..."

Zheng!

The sword began to sound.

Chen xinglie cut off the big sword in his hand, and the blade pointed straight to the sky. It burst out a brilliant sword, which was as if the infinite stars in the void above his head were all integrated into Chen xinglie's hand, and then the sword was coagulated

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