Chapter 235

Zichen stood with a gun, his posture was great and his eyes were cold and merciless. Next to the corpse lying on his side, the death was miserable, and the blood spilled on the ground. Under the ancient soldiers, there was no life and soul, which shocked the whole audience.

Like a god of death, his hand was decisive and merciless, and the people fled with fear in their eyes.

"Cough!"

But a light cough, spitting blood in the mouth, Zichen's face turned pale again, endless deterrence lost in an instant.

"He can't do it anymore. The oil is running out and the lamp is dry. Then...!"

But this time, before he could finish his whole speech, the voice suddenly stopped. A long gun had been stabbed into the other party's mouth and penetrated in an instant.

"If you have the ability to come up on your own and hide behind the crowd, it's a villain's behavior." Zichen cold mouth, in the hand long gun a flash, already grasped in the hand.

Come on!

Too fast!

All around, everybody is astounded, nobody discovers when purple Chen appears in front of, the speed is inconceivable.

In the crowd, there was a person whose eyes flashed, ready to leave quietly, but he was coldly watched by Zichen. In an instant, he felt cold, like being in an ice cellar.

"You're more mean than a villain. I'll take you on the road."

The silver light flashed again, and another instigator fell to the ground, blood gurgling along the wound.

"Cough!"

Zichen coughs up blood again, his face is more pale.

But no one dares to think.

Because all the people who are thinking about it have fallen into a pool of blood.

And from the beginning, Zichen was coughing up blood, but cough to now, still fierce, killing never need the second hit.

"Zichen, these people can't stay, they will expose your whereabouts."

Everyone was scared to break the gall, no one dared to hit Zichen's attention. Under Zichen's cold eyes, one by one retreated toward the rear, obviously to leave, but at this time, a Mo opened his mouth.

Zichen stood with a gun and did not act.

"If you let them go, they will tell the big forces that they will have to face the endless pursuit and killing. Only by killing them can they have no future trouble." Seeing that Zichen is indifferent, a Mo is anxious.

"I only kill those who deserve to be killed." Zichen turns around and flies toward the distant mountain forest.

"Childish, really childish, this world of friars, either you die or I die, everything is for profit, all for profit, do you understand?" AMO was deeply distressed.

"I just know I'll stick to my heart."

Zichen said indifferently, all for the benefit, he knew naturally, and had felt all for the benefit with the life.

But not Zichen.

He killed people like hemp, but he never killed innocent people indiscriminately. All the people killed were damned people.

He is cold and merciless, but he has a good heart.

It's ridiculous. A murderer is a kind man.

But it is.

...

"fierce, this is too fierce, while spitting blood, while killing people, there is no soul under the ancient soldiers."

The monk fled all the way, abandoned the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and then got rid of a crowd of pursuers. But before he reached the ice lake, he heard monks talking about it.

"Ancient soldiers?" The monk frowns, it seems that Zichen has ancient soldiers.

"Even if the body is severely injured, it is comparable to that of the powerful."

"Zichen deserves to be Zichen."

Two people are discussing, each shaking their heads and sighing, they did not have the courage to gamble their lives, so they picked up a life.

"What, what do you mean by Zichen? Isn't Zichen dead yet?" Suddenly the monk appeared and asked in a cold voice.

In his heart, there is already a bad feeling.

"Are you... The evil monk?" A monk saw the monk, his face changed greatly, but then he knew that he had made a mistake and quickly closed his mouth.

"Say, just now you said Zichen, what is going on in the end?" If it was before, the monk would have clasped his hands in a solemn manner, call on the benefactor twice, and then make a solemn inquiry.

But since meeting Zichen, the monk's life trajectory has changed, often bad luck, every time on the Zichen have suffered losses, as if met a nemesis, at the moment simply do not pretend, no fun.

"It's Zichen, who killed a lot of real strong men near the ice lake."

"He's not dead yet?"

"No, he's just seriously injured. The fighting power is still there."

The monk was very frightened. His eyes were full of fear. He knew how much to say. The monk was not a good man. He was notorious. He did not dare to lie.

"Ah... Zichen, I am at odds with you." The monk let out a roar, the voice rolling, like thunder, deafening, the two monks were nearly stun, hurried to cover their ears and fled in a hurry.

After roaring, the monk chased after Zichen in the direction of escape. He was anxious and miscalculated.

Why use it?Zichen has lost his fortune for many times.

The monk turns into a golden light and pursues Zichen.

Just left not long ago, there were three figures in the distance, which were the three evil spirits.

"I knew that the monk was dishonest." Li Hao said coldly. After that, he stopped two monks.

Once again, they met three demons, and the two monks were shocked. In a few short hours, they met five demons.

The two people answered truthfully, said all about Zichen, and what questions the monk asked.

"The monk didn't lie. Ice lotus must have been taken away by Zichen." Cang Meng said.

"But if Zichen takes the ice lotus, when we go down, how can we not see, only the monk?" Wu Yuan is confused.

"We did see the monk alone, but there were many stones around him. It must be that a peak collapsed in the middle of the ground and buried Zichen in it. The monk thought he was dead, so he lured us away."

Pondering for a moment, Li Hao analyzed.

"This monk is really greedy and cunning."

The other two people were furious, "had known that the purple Chen was under the big stone, said what also wanted to chop him, now unexpectedly missed."

After that, it was very simple. It was chasing.

Zichen ran aimlessly, during this period, he continued to swallow pills, and the wound was recovering slowly.

...

"Zichen, I will kill you." Li Haofeng, God like jade, stood on the back of the pengniao king and drank out his indifferent words.

"Zichen, I cangmeng can let you have ten moves. If you have the ability, the eleventh sword will definitely kill you." Cang Meng holds a broadsword like a giant of heaven and earth. Under one step, it causes the world to tremble.

"Zichen, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will kill you." Wuzong's evil spirits are not willing to be outdone.

The evil spirits of the three forces appeared, showing a strong performance.

All the way to kill Zichen, at the same time, good and evil monks are also looking for opportunities to fight Mugu.

Zichen incident, the world shaking, all forces and friars, are concerned about Zichen.

Whether to escape from the heaven or to be killed on the spot.

"The latest news, Zichen just escaped from the scope of lingwuzong, all the way south, Cang fiercely chased up, cleaved out a Bayan knife."

Friars all over the world are paying attention to Zichen's events.

"Zichen is injured, but escape smoothly, Cang fiercely pursues to lose Zichen."

The successful escape caused an uproar in the world.

"Li Hao caught up with Zichen, made a fire all over the sky, burned a mountain, the animals on the mountain, all died."

"How about Zichen's life and death?"

"Run away injured."

"My God, I ran away again. Is this a cockroach that can't be killed?"

The news about Zichen was passed on in several big cities.

"Wu Yuan broke the palm, and Wu Zong's fighting skills appeared frequently, and a plain was beaten into a canyon."

"Zichen fled again and was seriously injured, but he was caught up by the good and evil monks."

"Damn it, this monk knows that beating a stick is not a good bird."

This is the news a few days ago. All monks dare to go to the place where the accident happened.

The earth collapsed and huge cracks appeared hundreds of meters. The boundless energy was still surging even after a few days. It was obvious that there was a big war.

"The purple Chen is so fierce that even if he is seriously injured, he still fights with the monk, leaving such a miserable battlefield?"

When the crowd arrived, Zichen and the monk's figure had disappeared.

A few days later, news came again.

The monk was slightly injured.

"It's possible that the good and evil monks have strong strength. Even the evil spirits can't hurt him. Zichen has been seriously injured. How can he hurt the monk?"

On this day, the world was shocked, and everyone felt incredible. To know that the fighting power of the good and evil monks was not weaker than the three evil spirits. Some people speculated that the monks were stronger than the three evil spirits.

Although his character is not so good, his fighting power is nothing to say.

"Zichen used forbidden utensils."

Another day later, the reason for the monk's injury came.

As soon as the forbidden utensils came out, it was natural that the monk was slightly injured.

Zichen all the way south, drive the eyes of the world, in this period, and spread a few wars, Zichen is smooth escape.

"The people of Tiansha Pavilion made a move and made a killing strike. The sword was like the sun in the sky, which made people unable to open their eyes."

Someone saw it from a distance, and then the news came out.

"Is Zichen alive or dead?"

"I don't know. I just heard the killer of Tiansha Pavilion growl unwillingly."

Zichen runs away all the way, but looks like an immortal Xiaoqiang. When he meets a demon, he is injured every time, but he can be very active and vigorous.

"Extra, extra, three evil spirits in the broken mountain canyon, surrounded Zichen, it is said that the monk hidden in the dark."When the latest news comes out, the world sighs.

"It's over. A generation of demons will fall."

"It's a pity that Zichen's fighting power is unparalleled, but his realm is too low. He is also a mediocre monk. If he meets the evil spirits of these great forces, he will naturally suffer losses."

"Surrounded by three forces this time, there is no doubt that he will die."

A demon eventually fell, and the big power won. The dispute between sanxiu and the big power retreated again. This was a result that had been expected but also disappointed.

"Still no miracle has been created."

"It's just a scattered cultivation, which naturally can't match the powerful and powerful forces."

"It's not against the weather after all."

On this day, the world sighed, surrounded by three forces, no one thought Zichen could live.

No backstage, no right, no power, Zichen's death is an inevitable and necessary outcome.

He is no better than a monk. Although people do many evil deeds, have no good reputation, and have six words of truth on his body, he is tough behind the scenes, and no one is willing to provoke him. Even those big powers will be polite when they meet monks.

It's a pity that Zichen is a mediocre monk. No one cares.

But when all the people in the world were sighing, an unexpected result appeared, which startled the world's chin.

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