It is a good idea to say less.

Chen Qiu may not be the opponent of the mysterious old man, but it would be easy to kill ordinary warriors like them.

There was a whisper in the crowd, and those who didn't know were asking those who looked fearful, wanting to find out Chen Qiu's identity and by the way, the identity of the old man in black.

At this moment, the two people who had been silent suddenly took action.

"Chen Qiu, you are the successor of Ren Hao's robe and mantle. Why do you do this evil thing in the cholera world?"

The old man let out a breath of smoke.

Very strange.

The white smoke gathered but did not dissipate. It rotated around the old man for a few weeks and merged into the true energy. The old man put away the cigarette pole, moved his hands and feet, and slowly stood up straight.

A terrifying aura came out, blew like the wind on everyone under the city wall.

He asked:

"If you are harmed by a traitor and forced to this end, even if you tell me that you are wronged!

I am almost capable of doing it, but if I really can’t bear it, I will definitely give you a cleansing revenge for the sake of Ren Hao and I’m having a relationship for many years!”

"Farewell, Mr. He."

Faced with the old man's persuasion, Chen Qiu bounced his fingers, and the black hawk on his shoulder remained motionless.

He said in a gentle tone:

“What I do is what I want to do, and I have not been forced by anyone, and I have no grievances.

The people Chen killed were all damn people. As for the deposed stinky fish and shrimps, it was Chen who was kind-hearted and spared their lives!

Master He, you are tired of chasing me from Jinling to Chang'an, are you?

Along the way, we have fought so many times and have known each other's details. You can't do anything to me, and I can't hurt you. Chen is tired of playing this good and bad guy game.

Stop it, so as not to cause Chen to commit another murder because of you!”

These words are unceremonious.

The old man also responded with a smile:

"sure.

I am old and can't compare to you, a young man, and I am really tired after chasing you all the way. Let's do this, stop, and stop too.

Then I went back to Wulong Villa with me. I gave up my face and asked Zen Master Yuanwu and Taoist Ziwei to preach to you. Flowers of evil spirits in my heart can also fulfill the will of Ren Hao’s old friend.

That's so good?"

"Not good, not good at all."

Chen Qiu shook his head.

His tone also became unceremonious and said:

"You old man, you rely on your seniority and give you three points of color, and you will open a dyeing shop. If you are so entangled, do you really think that Chen is afraid of you? Don't be clamoring and leave quickly!

Don’t let Chen get angry and kill you here!”

"young people."

He Wangchuan sighed, shook his head and said:

"I'm so angry that I'm really disrespectful to the elderly. Since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore. Today, I'll take you back with this evil."

"Swoosh"

The old man pointed to the sword and swung it gently without any trace of fireworks.

"Clang"

With the loud noise, the crested eagle soared into the sky. The city wall behind Chen Qiu was cut off by this thunderous sword, and the gravel flew across the wall, causing a terror under the city wall, and everyone fled.

"Old man!"

As the smoke and dust splashed, Chen Qiu's roar also sounded.

What followed was the rolling cold air, just like flying snow in June. As the cold air surged, the entire city wall was filled with snowflakes and falling.

Two figures disappeared on the city wall, so fast that it was hard to capture, and phantoms were dancing everywhere.

But after five breaths of fighting, the entire city wall was frozen for more than ten feet.

The thick ice cubes were still rapidly extending the city walls. This scene looked like the joy of the Tongwu Sect Master, but the attack lasted longer.

Below the city wall, a group of Guanzhong warriors looked at each other and were stunned.

They finally saw with their own eyes what the top experts in the martial arts world looked like when they fought.

The fight between gods is no exaggeration.

"retreat!"

Mr. Zhuo waved his hand and threw out a ball of iron ball, smashed a huge rock, and shouted:

"Crowd exit! Don't stop, this is a fatal matter, don't join in the fun!"

This sound is mixed with true energy, like thunder.

The crowd exploded, and hundreds of people ran to safety in vain. Behind them, the earth was shaking, the glaciers on the city walls were broken, and huge rocks collapsed.

The stones as big as humans were thrown down and smashed to the ground, and the blue bricks were broken. In the noise, there were sometimes a wisp of sharp sword energy or strong fist power.

These things are really deadly.

As long as ordinary people miss it, they will end up losing their lives.

"Come on the sword!"

When Mr. Zhuo held two and a half-old children, he flew out of the dangerous area and landed beside a group of blood-bloated warriors, he heard a roar coming from the collapsed city wall behind him.

At this moment, all the warriors in the crowd with swords and swords felt that the weapons in their hands were pulled by strange forces.

"Ruble, rub, rub, rub"

The sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed suddenly broke out. Amid the screams of nearly a thousand people, hundreds of swords were unsheathed at the same time, as if they were driven by an invisible hand, hovering in the sky, like a sword formation.

In the next moment, it pierced into the smoke and dust from all directions.

"Clang"

A loud noise was heard, and a figure fell from the city wall, like a meteorite, hitting the open space covered with gravel under the city wall, with a mess.

When it hit the ground, it stood up and fled.

Centen autumn!

The white robe was covered with blood, and she dragged her arms to make Chen Qiu. The man looked ferocious at this time, and flashed into the crowd. He got up and flew away at the next moment. The two rises and falls and disappeared in Chang'an City.

The old man in black robe followed closely behind, moving in a while, his footwork was fierce, bringing the sound of dragons and cranes.

The two of them chased and fled, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only half of the collapsed city walls, and even the jaws that could not be closed, which shocked the melon-eating crowd.

"look!"

One pointed at the city wall and shouted, while the others looked back.

On the collapsed city wall, hundreds of swords were densely inserted, all of which were buried in most of them, just like steel vertebrae inserted into soil.

"This kind of peerless sword technique..."

Mr. Zhuo flew to the city wall, held the hilt of a sword, and tried to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it, just like the sword was integrated with the city wall.

"It's the Demon-Subduing Sword."

Lao Zhuo turned around and looked at the empty sky of Chang'an City and breathed a sigh of relief.

This demon Chen Qiu is really fierce.

But this old man in black robe, He Wangchuan is even more powerful.
Chapter completed!