At this time, several men in a certain clan's costume were pressing a woman who was only in the cave on the ground, and they were about to do something wrong.
The woman's eyes were full of tears and she kept screaming.
"It's no use crying to break your throat, little girl. Let's have a good time today. We've been here for so many days, but we can have a meat feast!"
These men's eyes are flashing with evil light, and they are about to strip all the women's clothes.
"Let her go!"
A cold voice came directly, which made these men shiver. They looked away and saw Chen Yunting standing in front of them.
"Don't mind your own business, do you know who we are? We are from qingfengzong
These men stood up directly and pointed to Chen Yunting with a proud face.
"Scum!"
Chen Yunting's eyes twinkled with cold cold. He rushed over, and a knife appeared in his hand, which was used to carve puppets. He killed all these guys who had only four or five strength in the cave.
"Are you all right?"
Chen Yunting looks at the woman, who shakes her head and holds her clothes tightly.
"Get out of here!"
Chen Yunting said.
Looking at the figure of the woman who left, the figure of the woman he loved came to Chen Yunting's mind. He could not help clenching her fist with a ferocious look.
"Thank you
The woman said, quickly got up and left.
"Let bygones be bygones. Don't think about it any more. I believe the woman you love doesn't want you to be decadent for her all the time."
Xiao Yifeng came and patted Chen Yunting on the shoulder.
"Thank you, I see!"
Chen Yunting looks at Xiao Yifeng and nods.
Ancient world, Dongzhou.
In a room, wearing a black robe and a golden mask, Xiao Chen sat here practicing.
But unconsciously, in the center of Xiao Chen's eyebrows, a black mark appeared.
Xiao Chen uttered a scream directly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. His eyes opened and his face changed. At this time, the black mark on his eyebrows disappeared.
Xiao Chen's eyes twinkled with strange eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Well?
Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt something and disappeared in the room. Outside another room, Xiao Chen's figure appeared here.
At the moment, there are many people gathered around here, and the reason why they gathered here is because there is a terrible sword in the room.
This sword is just like the essence of the general, breaking through the sky, shocking.
Boom boom!
Then came a roar from the room.
The sword Qi, which seemed to destroy the sky, was released from the room and burst out in all directions. Each sword Qi had the terrible power of tearing a quintuple master in the spirit realm.
It can be seen that the people in this room are understanding the meaning of kendo, and their understanding of Kendo has reached a very terrible level.
"It seems that this boy has received some adverse inheritance of kendo. Otherwise, his understanding of Kendo can't be improved so quickly. He has already touched the true meaning of kendo. I'm afraid that he will begin to understand the law of sword when he enters nirvana."
Xiao Chen looked at all this and muttered to himself, and it was the sword cloud that was brought to the ancient world.
"Xiao Feng has found a good man!"
Xiao Chen's face under the mask was smiling, and a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
"What should we do?"
Xiao Chen said coldly, and all the people who were attracted by the sword scattered.
"Master!"
At this time, a figure in a black suit came to Xiao Chen's back, half kneeling on the ground, looking extremely respectful.
"How?"
Xiao Chen spits out two words indifferently.
"As the host expected, it's true. They really have a different heart!"
The figure said directly.
"It seems that I haven't come out much in these years. They have all expanded one by one. They feel that they have the ability."
Xiao Chen gave a sneer.
"Master, I'm afraid there's someone behind them who's fueling the flames!"
The figure continued.
"If you want to play, play with them and let them know who is in charge of the bounty hunter League!"
Xiao Chen gave a cold hum, and his figure disappeared directly in front of him.
In another place, there was the same strong sword spirit, and the incomparable sword spirit burst out into the void.
Shua Shua!
Two figures appear here. One of them is Mr. Wang who said it was Tianchen auction when Xiao Yifeng was fighting against Jianxin in Shushan.The other is a middle-aged man in a long shirt. His breath is introverted, which makes people not aware of his strength.
"Lao Wang, you have been in the primitive world for such a long time. It's true that you haven't been in vain. You have found such a wonderful talent to practice Kendo!"
The middle-aged man said faintly.
"Thank you for your praise. This sword heart is indeed a rare Kendo genius in a hundred years. I'm afraid it's no less than those so-called Kendo geniuses of Jianzong!"
The old Wang said with a smile.
"This time in the battle of the Dragon list, it seems that our sanxiu alliance will also shine brilliantly!"
The middle-aged man flashed a fine light in his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.
Dongzhou, Kunlun temple.
In a palace in the depth of Kunlun temple, the dazzling brilliance surged up to the sky, exuding an incomparable momentum, and the power of dominating all living beings and heaven swept away from the palace.
Outside the palace, several elders of Kunlun Temple appeared here one after another, with a look of excitement in their eyes.
"The son of God is finally born!"
An elder of Kunlun temple said excitedly.
"The arrival of the son of God will once again strengthen the power of the Kunlun temple, and let the power of the Kunlun Temple cover the whole east continent."
Another elder said.
"Shenzi was born. Once the palace leader's strength breaks through again, Kunlun temple will surely be able to suppress all the major forces!"
The rest of the Kunlun Temple elders also talked about it.
Every thousand years, a son of God will be born in the Kunlun temple. This son of God will have the body of God, and has the supreme talent and power. Every appearance will shock the world. This time, a son of God will be born again in the Kunlun temple, which naturally makes them very excited.
In the Xuanyuan clan, a golden sword rose to the sky, tearing the night apart in an instant, making it as bright as day.
The whole Xuanyuan people are all looking at this terrible golden sword one after another. The power of the emperor diffuses and makes people tremble.
In this room of the Xuanyuan clan, xuanyuanchen, the former head of the Xuanyuan clan, looks sad and decadent. He sits here with a look of loss.