Chapter 261: Under this sword, all beings are equal!

boom!
Half of the bird's beak hit the ground.
Boom!
After the bird's beak fell to the ground, she could no longer support her beautiful and huge body. She crashed to the ground, crawling in front of Chen Xinglie, only her neck was raised, and Chen Xinglie's eyes were open with hatred in her eyes.
Gu Huo Meimei can no longer speak.
The piercing pain spread from the bird's beak to the entire mouthpiece, causing him to twitch, just like swinging.
The beaks of ordinary birds don’t feel pain, just like human nails, it doesn’t necessarily hurt to cut it off.
A part of human nails grows on the flesh.
In the bird's beak, there is a slender tongue.
Chen Xinglie's sword swung down, cutting off not only the beautiful bird's beak, but also the tongue hidden in the bird's beak. The tongue was cut off, and Gu Hu Mei Mei had a thousand words, and there was no chance to say it.
Unless you use the secret technique of sound transmission.
But at this moment, Gu Hou Meimei was unwilling to say a word to Chen Xinglie.
Winner and loser.
You die and die.
The Yaozu sees it more thoroughly than humans.
Human race masters fight for the front, and perhaps there is something like "killing people but nodding their heads", "being a man and staying on the sidelines, I really want to see you in the future" and so on, but Yaozu doesn't care about this.
Such as tiger predation, wolf pack hunting.
The loser will even become food and be eaten alive by the winner.
but.
Gu Huo Meimei didn't speak to Chen Xinglie, but secretly displayed the secret sound transmission technique, and shouted.
"Thousand Yuzao!"
Gu Huo Meimei shouted: "Do you have to wait for the deity to die before you will come out to collect the body for the deity?"
The roar was thunderous.
The sound was majestic, spreading in all directions, setting off waves of ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.
This is another use of the secret technique of sound transmission.
In addition to secretly transmitting the sound privately, without being known to outsiders, the secret sound transmission technique can also amplify the sound and transmit the sound far away. If it can spread hundreds of thousands of miles, it is another advanced secret technique called "Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission."
Whoosh!
A figure, like an arrow from the string, flew from under Xiaoliang Mountain and fell hundreds of meters away, standing on the top of a towering old tree, its body gently undulating with the swaying of the branches, up and down.
The mountain wind came out sharply, lifted the hem of this person's robe and skirt, tightened the cloak on this person, showing a well-curved figure.
This is a woman.
Very good figure.
However, this woman was wearing a hat on her head, a circle of silver gauze hanging from the hat, covering most of her face, and a mask on her face, only exposed under the silver gauze, revealing a pair of eyes.
Well disguised.
Most people really don't understand who this woman is.
Even if Duan Wuhuan himself is a master of the Secret Agent Pavilion, who is good at disguising and disguising his identity, he can't see where this woman comes from.
But her disguise, in Chen Xinglie's eyes, was completely useless.
Even if she pretended to be a sow, Chen Xinglie could recognize her.
Just because of the roar from Meimei just now, the person's name has already been spoken.
Qian Yuzao.
The old witch in the palace!
Now, this old witch is standing on the top of the ancient tree, hundreds of steps away, looking at Chen Xinglie in the distance, and said, "Master Chen, can you be merciful?"
Chen Xinglie raised the sword of the great sword.
Qian Yuzao's expression changed drastically, his tone was threatening, and he said, "If you have to forgive others and forgive others, why should Master Chen kill them all? There are 800 demon immortals among the demon clan, and Master Chen is not afraid of incurring murder? "
Chen Xinglie turned slowly, with a smile that was as bright as the sun, and said: "What are you talking to this seat? The distance is too far, and the voice is too small, I can’t hear you. Why don’t you get closer and wait until this After hearing what you are talking about, please give you another answer, okay?"
Compared with Qian Yuzao's voice, Chen Xinglie's voice is actually only small.
Qian Yuzao used the method of sound transmission. Although the distance was far away, every word was clearly transmitted.
Chen Xinglie only spoke in an ordinary voice, if Qian Yuzao himself was a demon, I'm afraid he couldn't really hear him.
But what about the demon?
After hearing Chen Xinglie's words, Qian Yuzao not only did not approach, but instead floated and retreated hundreds of meters, and landed on the top of another tree farther from Chen Xinglie, before daring to speak again and said, "Master Chen wants to kill me?"
"Not necessarily." Chen Xinglie's tone was very sincere.
"What do you say?" Qian Yuzao asked.
"If you are a young and beautiful girl, this seat may really be able to open up the Internet. However, if you are an old witch who has practiced for many years and is now an advanced age, and it makes this seat sick, then you have to kill it. Ah." Chen Xinglie's tone was somewhat leisurely.
The killing...
It's like eating and drinking water, uncommon.
Why should Chen Xinglie be stern?
Qian Yuzao was so frightened that he backed a tree back, but still felt unsafe. He stretched out his hand and held it forward, revealing a large shield, blocking most of his body, only his eyes were revealed from the shield.
"Don't be afraid."
Chen Xinglie felt a little ridiculous when she saw her appearance, and said, "I am not a bad person."
Not bad guys?
Qian Yuzao secretly hated: "When a human master slays a monster, it doesn't matter whether that person is a good person or a bad person, no matter if he kills a good or bad monster, no one will be merciful. Chen Xinglie actually fooled me and said he was not a bad person. , Is this deceiving me as a three-year-old child?"
Thinking of this, Qian Yuzao wanted to step back again.
But this Xiaoliang Mountain is located in the capital city, and there are not many ancient trees on the top of the mountain. After retreating a few large trees in a row, she is no longer able to retreat. She can only hold a shield and stand on the top of the tree. , Said: "I am not a real dragon, I can't stand a sword in your hand."
Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "No, you are wrong."
Qian Yuzao's eyes narrowed.
Chen Xinglie raised the big sword, reached out his hand to touch the sharp white blade, and moved gently and softly, as if he was stroking a lover's hand.
With just such a move, Zhao Yumeng involuntarily clenched his fists, and suddenly remembered that when she and Chen Xinglie came to this place holding hands just now, Chen Xinglie did not necessarily have such gentleness.
Chen Lang...
Zhao Yumeng groaned secretly, feeling a little lost in her heart.
Just now.
Chen Xinglie looked at the big sword in his palm and spoke leisurely.
"This seat treats all beings in the world equally."
"If you have a low cultivation base, you don't have to be arrogant because you are far inferior to the real dragon of the upper realm. If your cultivation is unfathomable, you don't need to be complacent because your strength is far superior to the real dragon of the upper realm."
"Under this sword, all beings are equal!"
At this point, Chen Xinglie said, his sword turned, shaking his finger at Qian Yuzao.
The old witch didn't believe it, and sneered: "Could it be that a month ago, in the sky above Qingyun City, that god-man who lies across the sky and the earth can only be equal under your sword?"