There was a silence in the house.
Only the light wind blowing leaves, issued by the rustling sound, in this moment, appears particularly clear.
People who come to the banquet today know how shocking Chen xinglie's "real strength" is.
A while ago, Chen xinglie killed a dragon with a sword. Although he saw many people at night, few people could see the sword clearly. He came out of Chen's house because the Southern Ming Dynasty in the mansion was far away from the fire, which blocked people's eyes. But now it is different.
Ling Henchao in cangming hall was scared to pee his pants in front of Chen xinglie. Finally, he was shameless. The story of Hengjian committing suicide has been spread all over the world.
Even the land gods are scared to pee the strength of their pants, in the end how deep and powerful?
Few people can guess that.
The only thing people can guess through is that Chen xinglie's martial arts strength can at least scare the land immortals to death. They are so scared that they don't even have the courage to fight. They only have the courage to commit suicide.
Now.
Chen xinglie is holding his sword.
Who can resist Chen xinglie who holds the sword in his hand?
Ling Henchao is a lesson from the past!
Chen xinglie is no match for the people below the land immortals. Even if the land immortals are as powerful as Ling Henchao, the head of cangming hall, they will commit suicide.
No one thought that Du Heiyan could resist Chen xinglie's sword.
Even Du Heiyan himself felt that it must be cold today.
However, Du Heiyan's idea is different from others. He looks up at Chen xinglie's sword edge. He even has an impulse to try, and his eyes are full of expectation.
The expression of the barbarian swordsman is very similar to a bear child standing at the door of his house waiting for his father to go home and give out candy.
This surprised Chen xinglie.
But he didn't open his mouth, nor did he run it immediately. He just held the chrysanthemum amulet in his palm, slightly white.
Because he was aware of it.
Just now, there seems to be a slip of the tongue
Chen xinglie's original intention is to say: "can you dare to fight with this seat?" but when he said it, he made a mistake and became right.
All blame those spicy chicken games that I played before!
What's the alignment, the gun, the field This kind of game vocabulary is used too much, and it will be said carelessly.
The first reaction came from the heroic brothers.
Their ideas are always different from those of normal people. After all, the young people are more happy and the neuroses have a wide range of thinking.
"Young master."
Zhen hero lenglengleng asked: "dare to ask, what is the meaning of the line?"
Zhen Haojie followed his elder brother and said, "yes, yes, I'm also curious."
Chen xinglie's eyes congealed and said: "want to know?"
The two brothers nodded together.
Chen xinglie waved his finger at the various classics of various schools of thought, and said: "reading a book a hundred times has its own meaning. If you two are willing to do a good job of reading and understand all these classics, you will naturally understand what alignment is."
The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads.
Although they are not as illiterate as Du Heiyan, they are by no means keen on learning. They just like to do some unique research. For example, not long ago, the two brothers worked together to invent a treasure that can shine day and night, and show it to Chen xinglie. In fact, it is a mirror. As long as you light a candle continuously in front of the mirror, the mirror will Always reflecting, always reflecting, until the end of time, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten
Anyway, the brothers are very unreliable.
And this moment.
Du Heiyan's action, however, gives Chen xinglie a feeling that he is as unreliable as the heroic brothers.
"Come on
"Sword! You can cut off the sword master with one sword
"I heard that you, Mr. Chen, cut the dragon with one sword. Even the real dragon on the Ninth Heaven dare not face your sword blade directly, and is cut into pieces and run away. Ling Henchao, the master of cangming hall, was scared to urinate by the sword in your hand. "
"Now I have offended you. Why don't you take out your sword? Why don't you come and kill me?"
"Cut it quickly!"
"This swordsman wants to die!"
Du Heiyan yelled loudly. At the same time, he raised his hand and tore down a piece of armor wrapped around his neck, revealing his thick bronze neck. He pointed to his throat and yelled at Chen xinglie.
But.
Du Heiyan raised only one hand.
When the barbarian swordsman yelled, his other hand was hanging by his side, and a very strange hand was formed between his fingers.
As soon as Chen xinglie saw this hand shape, he felt it was wrong. He always felt some impression in his memory. He could not help frowning. After careful consideration, he suddenly remembered it.
The barbarians had an extremely profound and profound secret method.
The art of disintegration!
This method is extremely mysterious.
The barbarian master who practices this method will become stronger and stronger than before as long as he recovers from his injury every time he disintegrates.The more powerful the attack before death, the more tenacious the body will be after recovery.
If you don't die, you will become stronger!
As a swordsman of barbarian nationality, Du Heiyan must have practiced the art of disintegrating the barbarian God.
However, any barbarian master who has practiced this kind of secret skill will surely make use of his stronger characteristics after being injured to seek his own way of death and make his body more and more powerful.
In general.
This way of training the body, all happened in the barbarian.
Barbarians are not short of experts.
There are several land gods in the barbarians of Northern Xinjiang.
Those masters who have practiced the art of disintegrating the barbarian gods only need to ask the land gods within the barbarians to do so.
But.
The road of martial arts is endless.
How can Du Heiyan not want to make his body stronger?
He wanted to be attacked by Chen xinglie.
The sword in Chen xinglie's hand can even cut a real dragon!
If the sword formula is so powerful, if it is cut on the body, it will not die. After the injury is recovered, will it not make the body strong enough to imagine?
This is Du Heiyan's dream.
Apart from the internal experts of the barbarians, the outside world does not know about the disintegration of the barbarian gods.
These people who come to dinner these days, even the two immortals, qianyuzao and guhuomeimei, as well as the land immortals such as the wordless eunuch, the drunken dragon Taoist and the wind Youyou, do not know the existence of the secret art of the disintegration of the man God.
Only Chen xinglie knew.
Only because, after many years, the barbarians were learned by the demons, and many of the secret methods of the barbarians would be printed into volumes by the demons, which would be widely spread among the demon clans, and then passed on to Chen xinglie by the beauty of the demon clan.
Chen xinglie stares at Du Heiyan coldly and says haughtily: "you are just a mere illiterate, but you also want to calculate this seat. It's a fool's dream!"
Du Heiyan's eyes twinkled and said, "calculation? I don't know what you're talking about. "
"Alas Chen xinglie shakes his head and sighs. He raises his big sword and touches the blade gently. His action is very gentle, just like touching the lover's hand
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