The three girls floated away.

Chen Zhihe Ding was still in place, watching them get farther away until they disappeared, and continued to watch.

Tong Changshan and seven others came to him.

"Wow..., thank God." Tong Changshan looked at Chen Zhihe for a few times: "Junior Brother Chen, you are too risky!"

Chen Zhi and Xiaoxiao.

"You are really too risky, Brother Chen!" Another middle-aged man nodded, with fear on his face: "Where was the sword she had just come to the heart?!"

"She is not so cruel." Chen Zhihe smiled and said, "Even Senior Brother Tong has let go, how could he kill me directly?"

"...that's also very adventurous!" Another middle-aged man shook his head.

"Junior Brother Chen, what are you doing with Prince Nan's Mansion?"

“That’s it.”

"Every brothers think I'm overestimating my abilities, right?" Chen Zhihe smiled, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"No!" Everyone answered in unison.

When I saw his expression, I knew he was angry.

Junior Brother Chen is very good at martial arts, but he is small-minded and has a very strong temper. If he gets angry, he will definitely take revenge.

He just started teasing him, regardless of whether he was a senior brother or not.

After being cleaned up, he couldn't turn against him. He had too high martial arts skills and wanted to round it and flatten it.

Chen Zhihe snorted.

Tong Changshan said: "Junior Brother Chen, do you really want to compete with Li Chengkong?"

"Am I just talking about it and can't play it?" Chen Zhihe snorted.

"If you defeat Miss Xu, Li Chengkong will definitely take action," Tong Changshan said: "I think Miss Xu's cultivation is far inferior to Junior Brother Chen. If you want to break her sword technique, you still have to reduce her strength to ten times."

"That's right." Everyone nodded: "She's cultivation is far worse than you, Junior Brother Chen."

"Your junior brother Chen, you lost a little unfairly."

"Catching off guard, I may not be able to prevent it when I take action next time."

...

Everyone talked about it, half comforting and half dissatisfied.

The strongest master in the sect can't beat one of Li Chengkong's maids.

Let me tell you, where is the face of Tianfang Sect?

Although this maid's cultivation is amazing, others may not believe it. They only think that there is something wrong with the mind of the Tianfang Sect, and the strength of the Tianfang Sect is too poor.

"Shut up!" Chen Zhihe waved his hand.

The seven people came to an abrupt end.

Chen Zhihe glanced at them and snorted: "Senior brothers, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This Miss Xu's sword technique is the best sword technique in the world, and I am far inferior to that of me."

"Isn't it too much?" Tong Changshan said: "If Junior Brother Chen, you are careful and can't avoid it?"

"Can't avoid it?"

"Impossible?"

"If you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it. I can't tell lies?" Chen Zhihe snorted impatiently: "You are blind!"

"Junior Brother Chen, but this Miss Xu's cultivation is much worse than you." said a middle-aged man.

He is also a great master and has a sharp feeling. Although Xu Zhiyi is strong, he is not as good as Chen Zhihe. Of course, it is not much different.

But of course it should be exaggerated to say it.

For the Grandmaster, it is actually no different from being a little bit worse, and being a little bit less is enough to lead to a victory or defeat.

"She seems to be inferior to me in cultivation, but she is actually hidden, you can't sense it." Chen Zhihe waved his hand: "It's so amazing!"

"Is Miss Xu's cultivation better than Junior Brother Chen?" Tong Changshan asked dissatisfiedly.

Chen Zhihe sighed: "Especially the sword technique, the Netherworld sword technique..."

He showed a fascination.

Speaking of which, the Tianfang Sect is not well-founded and of the level, so the martial arts I have practiced are a little short of.

Especially the magical power of the Netherworld Sword Technique, Tianfang Sect does not have it, so don’t even think about it.

"Is this Netherworld Sword Technique really so evil?" Tong Changshan asked.

Chen Zhihe looked at him and shook his head.

"Junior Brother Chen, just say anything!" Tong Changshan hurriedly urged: "Don't be like a sissy!"

"Senior Brother Tong, you can't take your revenge."

"I will crack this Nether Sword Technique!"

"From you?" Chen Zhihe laughed: "Dream!"

"...Junior Brother Chen, can't you break it?"

"Hang!"

"You can break it, tell me the solution, I believe you can't help you, Junior Brother Chen!"

"Haha, Senior Brother Tong, you have a good plan!"

"Junior Brother Chen, don't you want to help?"

"You'll just die. I won't help you, I don't want you to die." Chen Zhihe waved his hand.

Even if you can think of a method of cracking, you still need to support it with advanced cultivation. If Tong Changshan’s cultivation is not enough and he cannot exert his power, he is seeking death.

"Junior Brother Tong, forget it!" Everyone dissuaded, not optimistic that he could avenge his revenge and seek death.

Even if you can kill Xu Zhiyi, how can you deal with the revenge of the Nanwang Mansion? The best way is to let it go.

The most important thing is that Tong Changshan’s younger brother is not a good person, and he will die and will do his best to heaven.

——

Tianning Peak is located in a mountain range, with huge peaks surrounding it, making Tianning Peak inconspicuous.

At this time, several old men were sitting in a yard in Tianning Peak.

There was a burly and fat man sitting in the center of these eight old men, white and fat, about seventy years old, with his eyes closed and his expression was solemn.

On the short table on his body was a white jade disc, with fine patterns carved on it, which was mysterious and mysterious.

Eight old men stared at him intently, while he stared at a strand of hair on the white jade plate.

This strand of hair is black and shiny, with half an arm long. You can tell at a glance that it is a woman's hair.

"Bang!"

The hair suddenly turned into a thread of fire, flashing and then turned into ashes in the burnt smell.

The eight old men were excited and stared at the fat white old man.

The fat and white old man murmured, but no sound was made. The eight old men's eyes shone, and they were about to succeed as they saw it.

Zhou Aoshuang will die soon!

Thinking of this result, they all trembled with excitement. They had already been waiting for this day too hard.

"Bang!" Another muffled sound, and the fat old man suddenly raised his head and spewed out a blood arrow.

The blood arrow shot to three feet high.

The fat and fat old man lay down to the sky, motionless, and then bleeding from his seven orifices, silently.

"Senior Brother Ning!" The eight old men were shocked.

They all stepped forward to help him up, but found that he was already dead and had no breath.

"Senior Brother Ning——!" Someone was shocked and angry.

"Senior Brother Ning?Senior Brother Ning?"

"How could this be so!"

"Back off!"

They were extremely shocked and angry.

I would rather be the most outstanding person of their generation. After three months of retreat, I finally practiced the Great Dream Killing technique.

But it actually failed!

"It's a backlash!"

"How could it fail?"
To be continued...