Chapter 196

Zichen's strong hand, killed more than ten big round man, strong and terrible, he sat on the black scale horse king's back, swept to the people, calm eyes, but let everyone's heart shudder.

But no one was as excited as Wang Shan.

"Have you seen it? It's very familiar. Where should you have seen it?" Looking at his men, Wang Shan asked.

"Very familiar." The knight nodded.

"Where did you see it?" Wang Shan asked, as if he had discovered a big secret.

"On the periphery, Chen long used this move to blow us away." The knight spoke and laughed bitterly.

"Ah...!" Wang Shan is so stupid. Now I think of it, it's true.

"No!" Wang Shan's face changed and said, "when I first saw this move, it was not on the periphery, but it was different. It was silver at that time."

Wang Shan thought of Zichen, because Zichen had too much influence on him and nearly killed him. All along, Zichen is the nightmare in Wang Shan's heart.

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"see, see, young people should be so decisive, you look at you, not willing to kill, forced by others, you look at Chen long, decisive, frighten the whole audience, million people attention."

Zichen easily killed more than a dozen great consummation, and the hearts of the people trembled, and they didn't send the strong ones to the front.

"Today's young people are really extraordinary. Of course, there are not many young people like Chen long." The old man nodded and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Chenlong, what do you mean?"

In the distance, Wu Xiong asked in a cold voice, his eyes glistening with cold light.

"What do I mean? Wu Xiong, you killed my friend miaokong first, and now you are attacking my two friends. I didn't ask you what you mean, but you asked me back? " Zichen coldly responded.

"Yes, you little bunnies, who are the killers to us? Don't you put me in the eye, or Chen long? He's my friend." The old man said haughtily.

"Don't you say it's not a friend?" Asked the big man in a low voice.

"Shut up!"

The crowd was speechless. The old man was really a poor smoker. Now he opened his mouth and poured oil on the fire.

"You first stop me from killing miaokong, and then you stop me from killing these two people. Chen long, are you obviously going against me Wu Xiong?" Wu Xiong's eyes already have the intention of killing.

"You killed my friend and said that I was against you. Wu Xiong, you are really a villain to report first." Zichen sneered.

"So you must take care of it?"

"Of course, if you have the ability to do something today, just let your horse come here. If there is one, I will cut one, and if there is a group, I will kill a group." Zichen's voice is cold and heroic.

"Good breath."

People pour in air-conditioning, you know, there are thousands of people here, Zichen dare to speak like this.

"I'm not ashamed to say that you are such a small free cultivation that you dare to fight against the people of Wu clan. Today I will kill you with my martial name."

A great young man, urging the beast, rushed out of the crowd, toward Zichen.

"Is this death, Chen Long's strength so strong?"

Some people murmur that Wu Xiong is such a genius, who can compete with it.

"Shua!"

In Zichen's hands, the light flashed, and the seal of Dao appeared. Then a golden sword blade appeared, which was more than ten meters long, and rushed toward the name of Wu.

"Drink

Wu Ming drank a lot. The cultivation of Wu Zong determined that he had a stronger breath than the general great perfection. He had always regarded himself as a genius. At this moment, his hands were imprinted, and a bright light was displayed to block the sword blade in front of him.

"Poof!"

After that, the sword was cut off by a flash.

After practicing the martial name determined by Wuzong, he was killed instantly.

Wu Xiong's look became more dignified. He was very clear about the fighting power of Wu Ming. At the moment, he was killed.

"See? See? Do you see? Is this move familiar?" Wang Shan became excited again.

"No!" The crowd shook their heads.

"Why not? Don't you find that it's very similar to Qingfeng chop?" Wang Shan asked.

"Qingfeng chop? How can you, my lord? That's the highest secret code of Yunxia city. No one can learn it except his own family. " The knight said with a smile.

"Er!" Wang Shan was so stunned that he almost made a slip of the tongue.

Zichen cut off the name of Wu with a blow, which made some strong people who were ready to move, all of them retreated back.

"Who cut the Chenlong for me, I will give the reward of 1000 yuan stone." Wu Xiong's indifferent voice rang through the whole open land.

There are thousands of congenitally strong people here.

Many of them are not big powers. There must be brave men under the reward, not to mention the thousand yuan stone, which is a high number.This kind of stone has to be prepared for ordinary people.

"Kill!"

A cry to kill sounds, a great round monk rushed out, a thousand yuan stone reward, not to mention a congenital, is a real yuan strong, will also be heart.

"Kill!"

Another cry to kill, there is a congenital late, the other side holding a long knife, from one side behind the big forces out.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

There were more shouts.

There must be brave men under the heavy reward. This is true. Just as Wu Xiong's voice dropped, dozens of monks rushed out of thousands of people.

With the intention of killing, they killed Zichen.

"Looking for death!"

Zichen sat on the black scale horse, motionless, but her eyes became more cold.

Dozens of people appeared from all directions and came to kill Zichen.

"Poof!"

Zichen nodded, a sword Qi appeared, a monk fell.

"Peng!"

With one punch, the golden light overflows everywhere, and a strong man who is swept up high is beaten to fly by one blow.

"Dong!"

His fist was like a heavy hammer, and he fell down with one blow. He even carried weapons, and a monk died.

This is a massacre, all people in the hands of Zichen, can not go out of the second move, a move to death.

"Kill!"

More people rushed up, intrepid and fearless of death. In their eyes, there were only bright yuan stones.

"Well, why?"

"A thousand yuan stone, you have to have your life."

The old man and the big man stood together again. They had no sense of righteousness and didn't make a move. At the moment, they shook their heads and sighed and commented on these brave and fearless people.

"Wu Xiong has the intention of killing in his eyes, but he is afraid of Chenlong's strength, and he dare not make a move. At the moment, he wants to use these greedy guys to consume Zichen's true Qi." The old man said faintly.

"However, he is obviously going to make a miscalculation. Chenlong is a non-human. It is more difficult to kill him than a demon beast." The big man shook his head, too.

"Poof!"

A headless corpse fell to the ground with blood gushing.

"Shua!"

A sharp blade appeared, which was more than ten meters long. It was shining with golden light. The monks flying in the air were instantly divided into two parts and died without a whole body.

The slaughter continued, and many friars were fearless of death.

On the ground, there was a corpse, the earth was dyed red with blood, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Zichen's eyes are calm, and the golden light in his hands twinkles. Every blow will take away one or several people's lives.

The crowd was frightened and the attack slowed down.

"He's dying. If anyone can kill him, I'll give him two thousand yuan." At this time, Wu Xiong opened his mouth again.

Two thousand yuan stone, a full double, is like a shot in the arm. In people's eyes, the intention of killing is revived, and they rush away again.

"Poof!"

The massacre is still a massacre.

There were more than a hundred corpses, but the number was still increasing. The blood flowed into a river and gurgled out.

"The devil, er, killed so many people that his eyes did not blink."

"What a murderer! These are all living lives, so they were killed!"

"It's cruel."

Some people marvel and their eyes are full of horror.

"What devil, if you are killed, you will not fight back. These people are greedy for Yuanshi and want to kill Chenlong. They deserve to be killed."

There are also objections that these people should die.

"But we can't kill so many people."

"Idiot, don't kill people, wait to be killed."

People started arguing.

"Poof!"

A big round, a blow was beheaded, blood gushing.

Zichen is like a god of war. He was born for war. His eyes were calm. His life was fresh and fell in his hands.

He is no longer an ordinary boy. He has no pity for those who come to the door to die. As long as they dare to come, he dares to kill them.

"Shua!"

The green peak chop appeared again and turned into a sharp sword blade with bright golden light. Several monks were chopped and did not even cry.

This is a bloody day, the earth yellow, completely turned red, blood broken bodies, everywhere, the scene is very sad, miserable, some monks can not help but retch.

After nearly 200 people were cut off, there were no more monks rushing out of the crowd. There were hundreds of corpses lying on the ground, which shocked people.

"Devil!"

"You are a devil."

"Go

The monk who killed Zichen, the fear in his heart finally wiped out the greed. They were afraid and retreated in horror."Now I want to go?"

Zichen's expression changed for the first time, and his eyes had the intention of killing. Today, he left the black scale horse king for the first time. He stepped on an ambush corpse and rushed to these fleeing people.

He turned into a golden light, as fast as lightning.

"Poof!"

A monk's back brain was punctured by sword light.

"Dong!"

A big shock, heaven and earth are trembling, another person died.

"Devil, you are a murderer. Go away." A friar was so frightened that he swung his sword in his hand and chopped at Zichen.

"Poof!" A sword light first pierced the other side's eyebrows.

"It's just the pre natal period. I dare to give my advice." Zichen eyes colder light more prosperous, rushed out, is not all great consummation, also has some congenital prophase and the medium existence, they are to pick up the cheap, look at the sneak attack has the hope.

Before and after, more than a dozen monks who escaped were cut off one after another.

Zichen once again sat on the black scale horse, surrounded by a corpse, blood into a river, this is a bloody land.

No one dares to step forward, Zichen with his own strength, shocked thousands of people.

More terrible is, from the beginning to the end, no one can get close to Zichen, leaving little scars on his body.

"Kill Chen long, I give 5000 yuan stone."

No one to go forward, Wu Xiong is very unwilling to raise the price again.

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