Chapter 11: Great demon, spare your life!

Chen Xinglie smiled casually.
Li Qinglian trembled with fright.
Oops!
In Li Qinglian's mind, the scene of Chu Jingyue being shot exploded. Anxious, she shook her head and shouted, "Senior Sister! You misunderstood!"
Chu Jingyue said: "Senior Sister Qinglian has always had a noble personality, and she has always treated men without a word, very cold. Today, I was with this beautiful boy early in the morning, lonely man and widow, huh..."
"Senior Sister! I'm not talking about this!"
Li Qinglian shouted anxiously: "Sister, run! Run!"
run?
Why run?
Chu Jingyue didn't quite understand Li Qinglian's meaning, waved out the two swords hung around her waist, held two knives, pointed at Chen Xinglie, and said, "Don't be afraid of the beautiful boy. My sister is a respectable disciple and doesn't like torturing others. My sister. His knife is very fast, it doesn't hurt when killing someone..."
Is this the style of a respectable disciple?
It's ridiculous.
Chen Xinglie stood up, kicked off Yue Changfeng's corpse, took out the chrysanthemum arrow symbol, hidden in the sleeves, but did not take the initiative.
Chrysanthemum arrow symbols are very expensive!
After completing a task, the BOSS points you get will look like one hundred and two hundred.
The task of "cleaning the battlefield" just completed, he didn't even get a boss point.
But a chrysanthemum arrow symbol requires 200 BOSS points.
Must save some use!
Chen Xinglie hid the chrysanthemum arrow symbol in his sleeves, drew out the big sword, looked at the woman in front of him, and wondered in his heart, who is stronger than Yue Changfeng, and whether she can be killed with one sword.
"Senior Sister, run away, the big demon is going to kill!"
Li Qinglian was anxious and hurriedly shouted: "The strength of the Great Demon is simply unfathomable! Last night, Yue Changfeng, the lord of the Feihong Sect, and another mysterious man in a cloak were killed by the Great Demon in the blink of an eye. The golden sword in your hand is that of the man in the cloak..."
Chu Jingyue was a little lost in an instant.
Cloak man!
Chu Jingyue glanced at the golden sword in her hand, her voice trembled slightly: "Sister Qinglian, don't lie to me!"
Li Qinglian nodded fiercely.
Chu Jingyue faintly panicked, and immediately asked: "The man in the cloak, named Wei Xing, is one of the three elders of the Liusha Sect. He is a master of the sixth state of martial arts and the realm of hidden realm. How could such a character be affected by him? One move?"
Li Qinglian became more anxious, and said, "I saw this with my own eyes! Sister, please run quickly, the farther you go, the better..."
Chu Jingyue stepped back abruptly, standing on the edge of the cliff, raising her eyes to stare at Chen Xinglie, and said: "My junior sister is young and inexperienced. I am afraid I will be deceived. If you are really capable, why not let me go. Open your eyes and let me take a look, what exactly do you have to do to kill Yue Changfeng and Wei Xing in the blink of an eye."
At this point, Chu Jingyue drew out the other war sword from her waist, holding a pair of knives, and pointing at Chen Xinglie.
It seems that there is a big battle.
Chen Xinglie drew out the big sword, and put out the starting position of the Void Condensing Sword Art.
Baizhang sword light soared into the sky.
Just at this time, the mountain breeze suddenly began.
The violent wind screamed, blowing away the dense fog of the mountain, and the brilliance of the sunrise sprinkled on the mountain, golden everywhere.
This situation and situation is like Chen Xinglie's just putting on a starting pose, which caused a vision of the world and the wind and clouds...
In this scene, Li Qinglian was so scared that Li Qinglian's head was pale, and she begged loudly, "Great Demon!"
Chu Jingyue stopped speaking.
Her eyes were full of horror.
The moment the sword light rose, Chu Jingyue clearly saw that in the sword light, there was a faint image of the endless galaxy, which flashed away.
"This person's methods are so tyrannical!"
"He just put on a sword tactics starting style, it is already soaring!"
"Under the sword light, the morning mist has cleared, and the clouds are moving in all directions!"
Chu Jingyue's eyes trembled.
At this moment, she no longer doubted Chen Xinglie's strength, turned her head abruptly, and glanced at her junior sister Li Qinglian, with a hint of complicated emotions in her eyes: envy, jealousy...
Hum!
The sword rang suddenly.
Chen Xinglie cut down with a sword.
Swinging the sword is just a false move.
Chen Xinglie's chrysanthemum arrow symbol hidden in his sleeves was the real ultimate move.
In the aiming interface of the system, a certain key part of Chu Jingyue's body has already been marked with a bright red dot.
Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, ready to destroy the flowers.
"The young master's sword art is unparalleled in the world, and the slave family won't perish on their own!"
Chu Jingyue turned around abruptly, and jumped off the cliff like this.
Scared away?
So scared to commit suicide?
Chen Xinglie was stunned.
I haven't shot you yet, are you so cold?
Quack...
A crowing came from the bottom of the cliff.
Chen Xinglie walked to the edge of the cliff and watched intently, only to see the huge black crow flying out from below the cliff, like a glider, flying quickly to Chu Jingyue, and steadily caught her.
The crow flapped its wings and swooped up, hovering in the far air.
Chu Jingyue was riding a big crow, staring at Li Qinglian on the cliff, her lips moved slightly.
Li Qinglian nodded immediately.
Immediately, Chu Jingyue took a deep look at Chen Xinglie, riding a big crow and flew away quickly.
The secret technique of sound transmission!
This is an airborne sound transmission martial art that can condense the sound into a thread and directly pass it into the ear.
Chen Xinglie's eyes condensed, and he stared at Li Qinglian and asked, "What did Chu Jingyue tell you?"
Li Qinglian shook her head repeatedly: "No! Nothing!"
"Say!"
The big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand was already on Li Qinglian's neck.
Li Qinglian became stiff, so scared that she even closed her eyes, she said in a panic: "Senior Sister didn't say anything, just... just to wish us a long life together, a hundred years together..."
What nonsense is this?
"dream!"
Chen Xinglie sneered at this and stared at Li Qinglian coldly.
"Want to make this seat your minister?"
"Want to turn away from the guest and become the master?"
"Only you?"
"What a wishful thinking!"
Chen Xinglie flicked the big sword in his hand and cut a long, shallow wound on Li Qinglian's neck.
"Great demon, spare your life!"
Li Qinglian only felt a cold in her neck, she immediately reached out to touch it, only to find that her hand was full of blood, and she trembled with fright.
Chen Xinglie's tone was indifferent: "...As a prisoner of this seat, but eating inside and out! This seat is kind, thinking that you are the first offender. Let me forgive you once. If you do it again next time, hehe!"
"Really don't kill me?" Li Qinglian couldn't believe it, thinking that the big demon probably had some unique evil taste, and liked to play with people before killing people.
"Ok."
Chen Xinglie put away the big sword, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "You are a captive of this seat, a spoil of war, and a property, just like a chicken and duck raised by a farmer. Killing you is not a loss to this seat? Damaged, this seat...Of course it will be sad."
Li Qinglian's scalp was numb and her whole body was cold.
original……
This big demon doesn't treat me as a person at all!
Is it like a chicken?
Ugh……
Li Qinglian let out a long sigh, her thoughts were ashamed.