Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

"hiss!"

Qin Tian's pupils shrank violently, and even though he was covered by golden armor, it was difficult to hide the shock in his pupils. The strong sense of crisis swept through every pore on his body, making him almost feel like exploding, and his instinct was frightened. Said: "Chen Feilong, come and save me!"

What face.

What dignity.

What respect.

Throw them all into the sky.

A roar.

With hysterical roars.

Far away.

To the east is outside the sect.

The pupils of the old craftsman who was silently monitoring suddenly shrank, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Xuanwang Palace. His body instinct disappeared like a stream of light, but what he was thinking about was... When did Chu Xun slip away from his nose? As for Qin Tian directly ignored these small things such as calling him by his real name.

"fine!"

"Fortunately!"

"he came!"

The monks in the Xuanwang Palace were surrounded by a scene of the aftermath of the disaster. Looking at the appearance of the blue-robed figure, they felt an unprecedented sense of security in their hearts, and immediately heard thunderous shouts.

"Chu Xun!"

"How dare you take action!"

"I will destroy the entire Donglin Sect!"

The old craftsman was running towards him at an incredible speed, with cold sweat covering his forehead. Qin Tian's status was extremely noble. He was not just General Zhennan, but also the youngest brother of Emperor Qin. If he died here, he would not be able to escape his involvement. He was speeding along, roaring angrily, even though he knew it was useless, he still couldn't help but threaten.

Just wish.

Chu Xun paused slightly for a moment.

Just one breath.

Qin Tian's life may be saved.

"Chen Feilong!" Chu Xun's calm eyes slowly swept away. From the corner of his eye, he didn't pay any attention to the tense General Zhennan. He also looked at the other person's lightning-like figure quietly. When he landed in this space At that time, he said silently: "It's a breath fuller than I imagined, but I haven't mastered the 'Great Way' yet."

"call!"

When the old craftsman arrived, not only did he breathe a sigh of relief, but the sweat on Zhennan General Qin Tian's forehead stopped slightly, and the tight thread completely relaxed. He breathed a long sigh of relief and murmured: "Hurry up. On!"

The old craftsman is here.

This young big five.

Even if you can't beat it.

It's more than enough to hold on.

"Chu Xun!" Chen Feilong was relieved and stared at Chu Xun with cold eyes. He was slightly confused in his heart. Logically speaking, his threat should be useless to Chu Xun, but for some reason he didn't attack Qin Tian. , is it because he is afraid of his identity?

Even after thinking about it, it's impossible.

Dare to kill the son of Emperor Qin.

Although Qin Tian had a noble status and was not taken into his eyes, since Chu Xun did not take action, it was a blessing for him. There was also a strong concentration of sword intent between heaven and earth, and the entire sky turned into the sharpness of the sword. The old man used it all day long. With his image wandering around, people may forget that he was the best monster in the art of swordsmanship back then.

"A battle outside the territory!" Chen Feilong said.

"No!" Chu Xun shook his head slightly.

"Um?"

Chen Feilong was slightly confused. Could it be that Chu Xun didn't want to fight. He glanced at Zhennan General Qin Tian from the corner of his eye, and secretly thought that it would be better not to take action. He was really not sure about him alone.

"Just one sword!" Chu Xun said calmly.

The eyes of the old craftsman were frozen, and the expression on his face was fixed there. Immediately, there was an indescribable anger in his heart. He had never been so angry since he had been in the Great Saint Realm for so many years. Contempt is common, but this was the first time in history.

One of the young Big Five.

He was actually ranked first on the list of saints.

threaten!

One sword is enough!

How ridiculous?

"Does he think he has mastered the Dao?" Chen Feilong's eyes were dark and clear, and the sword on his body was getting sharper. He certainly didn't believe that Chu Xun had mastered the 'Dao'. If he had controlled it, he would have expelled the Qin Dynasty long ago, and there was no need to wait. Now, even if you master it, you may not be able to kill him with one sword.

He sneered: "I want to see how you can kill me with one sword?!"

"call out!"

outside world.

A series of secret treasures were projected over to monitor this place. It was because General Zhennan made too much noise just now, which attracted the people who were already in Huangzhou to directly cast their consciousness and watch the battle.

"call out!"

Jian Qingzhu.

King Ye.

They are also approaching this place.

Looking from a distance.

He murmured: "Let's do it!"

Three years of silence.

Finally flourishing!

"Buzz!"

Chu Xun slowly took a step forward. The world was originally filled with strong sword intent, permeating every inch of the void. It was meticulous and omnipresent. There was a strong sword spirit everywhere. This was what Chen Feilong had already experienced in the path of the sword. Perfect, you will touch the effect of 'Knife Dao' at any time.

But as Chu Xun took a step forward, the sword intention between heaven and earth was instantly annihilated, every drop of it disappeared, and what was turned into a meticulous sword. He was clearly suspended in every inch of nothingness, everywhere, but yet It didn't give people a sharp feeling, it was quite peaceful. When Chu Xun gently raised his hand, all the illusory sword intent all over the sky condensed into reality.

"Buzz!"

Just a little bit.

Countless sword intentions shine brightly.

"fall!"

Point slowly.

The ubiquitous sword intent whizzed away one after another, and when they came, they merged with each other and turned into a lightsaber shining with cold luster. The latter was struck by the sword in horror.

"puff!"

in the air.

Blood mist splashed.

And Chen Feilong.

die!

"Gulong!"

"Gulong!"

Standing there, General Qin Tian, ​​the Zhennan General who had survived the catastrophe, his eyes suddenly froze, his pupils shrank violently, the hairs on his body swelled and stood up, his pupils were trembling violently, staring at the corpse, trembling: "Dead?"

Behind him, the Qin Dynasty's border soldiers also stood there numbly, with an inexplicable fear in their hearts, looking at the corpse in horror, they had never sensed any breath from Chen Feilong, as if he was killed by a sword, but the intact corpse made them unbelievable.

Great Saint Realm.

As long as the body is still there.

Difficult to erase.

Moreover, Chen Feilong's level, how could he be killed so easily? Besides, Chen Feilong didn't even escape from the sword just now. There must be other means. Even if the corpse is dead, it was just a substitute who was killed.

They thought of Chen Feilong's means.

Old craftsman.

Good at craftsmanship.

Some mysterious means can also be understood.

But abrupt.

A whistling wind blew between heaven and earth, and the expressions on the faces of these soldiers who had made solemn vows froze. The death of a great saint in Zhongzhou would not cause any waves, but this was the Eastern Region of Huangzhou. The death of a great saint had a profound impact, causing the sky to weep blood, the wind to howl, and the sorrow of the avenue to weigh on everyone's heart.

This kind of change.

It woke them up.

It seems!

Chen Feilong!

Really dead!