The noise in the front yard alarmed Chen Yichou, who had already settled down.

This middle-aged man, wearing a single dress and carrying a knife, rushed out of the door. Behind him was a young woman in disheveled clothes, and it seemed that she was a concubine.

Tsk tsk.

Chen Qiu, who was standing on the eaves, flicked his tongue.

Judging from the woman's appearance, she was just adult, and Chen Yicang and his son were indeed of the same origin.

Seeing that the fire in the side courtyard was getting bigger and bigger, the Lord Chen directed his disciples to put out the fire. Before he could react to what had happened, he saw a black shadow floating down from the eaves in front of him.

Chen Qiu fell to the ground, drew his sword with his backhand, and the Tianlang sword screamed. In the light dance, there was a fire illuminating, and a cold light flashed.

"Chen Yichou! You forced good people to death, harm others and destroy your family, and you will be rude to the right path!"

Chen Qiu shouted loudly in a loud voice:

"Today is your retribution!"

The leader of Sect Chen was shocked and drew his sword in his hand.

He is almost middle-aged and has average martial arts skills.

But the experience in the world is very high.

Looking at the knife in Chen Qiu's hand, you know that this knife is not an ordinary person, and the sword holder is naturally not an ordinary person.

He knew the trouble was wrong, and he must be a nosy knight. He heard about the previous month.

He didn't rush to act, but hugged Chen Qiu first and said warmly:

"Don't worry, let me tell you.

This is not what you think, my son and that woman are in love at first sight..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Chen Qiu sneer, and Fu Er took a few steps forward with a knife, and then said anxiously:

"I am not talented, but I am a disciple of the outer sect of the Jade Emperor Palace and a master..."

"Swish"

The sword light lit up in front of his eyes, and the sword shadows flew out five real and fake sword shadows, illuminating Chen Yichou's eyes, and he also shouted loudly.

He waved the knife in his hand and danced around in front of him, barely blocking Chen Qiu's casual knife.

He took a few steps back and shouted:

"As a righteous sect, I am also protecting all the people in my daily life! Can you really kill them all?"

"bass"

Chen Qiu waved his wrist and the sword light rushed behind him. The two people who were sneaking into the sky flew backwards in the shadows of the swords, and blood gushed, and they saw that they could not survive.

He shook the Greedy Wolf Sword and threw a few drops of blood under his feet against the fire behind him.

Under the hat, his eyes were cold and cold, he said:

"What else do you have to say? After going down to the underworld, tell Xiao Lian to see if she will let you go! Also, today, even if Huang Wudi comes here in person, he will not be able to protect you!"

"Bang"

The bricks and stones under Chen Qiu's feet cracked, pushing him to fly forward, like a harrier eagle rushing to eat.

Chen Yichou waved his sword, his face was ferocious and he was about to fight back. The moment the two blades intertwined, the face of the leader of the Tibetan sword sect changed.

The blade is light and has no strength at all.

Under the blocking, Chen Qiu was like falling leaves in the wind, pushed to the side by force.

People follow the sword, wandering around, true and false, false, false, and real. Just a few moves, Chen Yichou had more than a dozen wounds of different depths.

The single clothes on his body were also covered with blood, his face was covered with blood and sweat, just like a bloody man.

Chen Yichou's eyes were full of fear, the knife in front of him...

Extremely weird!

It's like the autumn wind with a knife, which makes people have nowhere to hide.

The person in front of him had clearly entered the state of the sword movement at will, and he could not stop the true sword master.

But the other party is the guy who wants to have his own meal.

Having entered the Jedi, he could only fight to the death.

"Bang"

Chen Yichou's body suddenly sounded, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Chen Qiu like a bull. When he approached, he swung a single sword in his hand, like a green dragon entering the sea, killing his life with one sword.

The sword style is fast and hateful, and this small place cannot be avoided at all.

But, why hide?

"Bang"

Chen Qiu also had a sound in his body. The Mid-Autumn Wind Blade Style suddenly changed, from light and agile to heavy, just like a bloody battle on the battlefield.

With one sword, there will be death but no life!

"Dang"

Chen Yichou flew backwards, and the single sword in his hand was cut off by the Tianlang sword in the air. There was also a wound in his chest and blood from his abdomen.

This knife broke the bones into the body and slashed the internal organs, which was extremely powerful.

The Master Chen hit the door in a mess, knocking the wooden door to the ground, and also fell from the room into the ground in front.

He yelled to get up, but Chen Qiu's figure flew out and stepped on his chest, stepping on the wound. Chen Yichou raised his head and shouted in pain.

"Swish"

The cold blade pressed against Chen Yichou's neck, Chen Qiu looked down at him and said:

"The true qi bursts out, want to fight for his life?

Unfortunately, I will...

Today I will teach you a master from your high sect, but I can't teach you the truth, Chen Daxia.

If you do bad things, you will be punished!"

"puff"

The blade slashed across the neck, and Chen Yichou's blood-stained face was dull.

This knife cut off his spine and caused his head to fall into a pool of blood.

"ah!"

A harsh scream sounded from Chen Qiu's side. He raised Chen Yichou's head with wide eyes and looked back, and saw a young man lying at the door, covering his eyes and shouting.

Blood gushed out between your hands.

On the eaves, the ferocious beast that penetrated the cloud was closing its wings, and on its claws and blades, it was wearing two eyeballs.

"Tsk tsk"

Chen Qiu took the knife forward and looked at the young man who was rolling and screaming.

He said:

"This is all caused by you, little brother, you can't control your own work and cause great disaster to your family.

However, you must be very happy when you force yourself to a woman, right?"

Chen Yichou's son was about to answer when the sword light came towards him.

Unfortunately, he lost his eyes.

I can no longer see how exquisite Chen Qiu's sword is.

Of course, I couldn't see how cold the expression on Chen Qiu's face was under the hat.

Soon, Chen Qiu walked out of the burning knife door behind him, holding two heads in his hand, and Xiuhe was waiting for her in front of him.

The clothes of the man in this organ are full of broken mouths, but except for a few scars on his body, there are no more wounds.

Her fingers were hanging around her, and she was dripping blood downwards.

"All killed?"

Chen Qiu asked in a daze, and Xiuhe shook her head stiffly.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Chen Qiu turned around and looked at the burning house behind him, and some servants were escaping with screams.

Before, Chen Yichou's concubine was sneakily carrying a bag of things, being protected by two handsome young servants, and running out together.

"It's over, let's go."

Chen Qiu ignored those people. He held his head and walked into the darkness with Xiuhe amid the gloomy eagle sounds.

At least this is a very simple thing tonight...
Chapter completed!