Chapter 281: Scared to explode in place!

Hilt?
Don't look at the sword's edge and look at the hilt. Why?
Could it be that the hilt of the sword hides something mysterious that I don't even know?
Chen Xinglie was also very curious, and said indifferently: "If you want to see the hilt, get closer."
The King of Blood Moon did not leave the main entrance of the temple, but a dark breath floated from his body, slowly drifting out, outside the temple formation, and then drifting towards Chen Xinglie, but when he arrived in front of Chen Xinglie, suddenly Stopped, gathered into a dark eye, staring at Zhao Yumeng.
This scene surprised Chen Xinglie.
Didn’t I say that I want to take a look at the hilt of the Great Sword?
Why did you suddenly look at Zhu'er?
"Zhu..."
The pitch-black eyes shuddered suddenly and let out a cry of horror.
but.
Just yelling out the word "Zhu", this eyeball exploded, turning into black air, and the smoke disappeared, like a lonely wild ghost in an instant.
This……
This is the legendary explosion in place?
Just as the eyeballs exploded, in front of the main entrance of the temple, the figure of the man in the cloak of the Blood Moon King disappeared in an instant, and no one had ever appeared at the entrance of the temple.
Obviously, the King of Blood Moon did not dare to continue pretending to fish in front of Zhao Yumeng.
Is it so scary?
Chen Xinglie's eyes were stunned, and he turned to look at Zhao Yumeng. He felt that this girl looked deserted, with picturesque eyebrows, and very gentle, not a big monster that could eat people.
Why did the Blood Moon King just look at her and explode in fright?
Is it such an exaggeration?
Rumble!
A dull voice sounded like thunder.
In front of the temple, black light gleamed and rolled, and the dark pond in front of the door suddenly rose up and condensed into a cloud over the temple, and a crackling dark rainstorm began.
The temple array is still the original one, but the degree of danger is countless times greater than before.
But this is nothing.
The sword light of the big sword in Chen Xinglie's hand still lay across the temple formation.
"Zhu Er."
Chen Xinglie smiled indifferently, and said: "Before, did you leave a great childhood shadow in the heart of this Queen of Blood Moon, so she was so afraid of you?"
"do not know."
Zhao Yumeng was also a little confused, but instead asked, "Chen Lang still remember, what was Zhu Er's name before?"
This……
You don’t know what your name is, how would I know?
You never told me about it.
You ask me, who do I ask?
On the surface, Chen Xinglie didn't show half of it. Instead, he said softly and affectionately: "I only remember Zhu Er."
"Chen Lang..." Zhao Yumeng's eyes trembled and said: "Let's go."
Yongye dominates the surroundings of the temple, the black rain is majestic, crackling like firecrackers.
This kind of sound, in the silent environment underground, can be heard very far, very noisy.
Zhao Yumeng likes to be quiet.
Now I feel that the sound of crackling rain appeared at the right time.
If there is no such crackling rain, how can you hide the thumping heartbeat?
"really!"
"Before Chen Lang reincarnated and rebuilt, he also practiced the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, and he was also affected by this formula, so he lost some memories and couldn't remember everything."
"It is precisely because of cultivating the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra that Chen Lang specially created an "True Explanation of Earthly Sword Washing" based on this technique!"
"Chen Lang can even create a world-shaking technique like "The Real Explanation of the World Washing Sword", which shows how powerful Chen Lang's strength back then. In addition, the sword in his hand... even Yongye dominates the seat. The King of Blood Moon, when he saw this sword, he was shocked."
"Such a Chen Lang must be an unparalleled figure in the world, there are few rivals in the world... But why would he be reincarnated and rebuilt?"
"Could it be that he was reincarnated and rebuilt just to find Zhu Er and accompany Zhu Er?"
Zhao Yumeng was shocked.
Before she knew it, she lifted her palm, gently rubbed the back of Chen Xinglie's hand, and then held hands. After walking for a little while, the two of them strolled around in the Wangling Temple, and then went back. Right in front of the temple.
At this time, Chen Xinglie was ready to go home.
Can't go on like this anymore!
Walking together with such a splendid girl, a lone man and a widow, holding hands, you can't mess around...
This is uncomfortable!
If it were before, Chen Xinglie might still be able to bear it.
But now it is unbearable.
The sequelae of Nanming Lihuo Burning Body Refining have always existed, affecting Chen Xinglie's mood, and he must always pay attention to his words and deeds so as not to do anything extraordinary.
In this world of martial arts respected by the strong.
The foundation of people in martial arts is particularly important.
The loss of qi and blood is too serious.
Never mess around.
How to reach the peak of martial arts if the foundation is not well secured?
Holding hands is the limit.
Chen Xinglie was a little irritable in his heart, and he was desperately eager for the "catalyst" to improve his strength as soon as possible, cultivate his vitality and consolidate his foundation, hide his true inner strength, and bring his five vitality to life.
"Where is Chanjuan?"
Chen Xinglie's eyes were harsh.
In front of the temple, the heavy rain suddenly stagnated, it was dark like the rain at night, showing a faint brilliance, hanging vaguely in the rain, like a wheel hanging on the horizon, vaguely red, hidden by black clouds Moon, but in this crescent moon, there is an eye looming.
"This king is here."
The voice of the King of the Bleeding Moon was heard from the rain curtain.
At first glance, this Blood Moon Queen still seemed to be arrogant.
You can distinguish carefully, and you know that there is some tremor in the voice.
In the red crescent moon, that eye was also trembling, as if seeing something extremely terrifying.
Cang!
Chen Xinglie waved his hand and drew his sword, the big sword cut out a ray of light, invincible, cut through the rain, pointed straight at the crescent moon, he said coldly: "In front of this seat, you still pretend to be so proud?"
The Blood Moon King named Chanjuan was just silent.
Chen Xinglie asked: "Say! Do you deny that you have this seat, recognize Zhuer, and also recognize the sword in your hand?"
The King of Blood Moon thought for a while before repliing: "This king, I can't remember."
Chen Xinglie swung his sword and cut.
The rain curtain was divided into two under the sword.
The moon is no longer hidden, exposed in the middle of the rain curtain on the left and right sides.
The dazzling blade pointed at the crescent moon, towards the middle eye pupil of the moon, slowly advancing forward, getting closer and closer.
Four feet...
Two and a half...
One foot...
Seven inches...
As the sword's front got closer and closer, the blood moon trembled violently, shaking out a vague phantom, but did not escape.
Chen Xinglie held a big sword and asked indifferently, "Why didn't you escape?"
"Don't dare." The Blood Moon King replied very briefly, his voice already trembling.
Dare not?
Are you afraid to run, or do you have no confidence to run away?
Chen Xinglie joked: "Before, why did you dare to lift the rain curtain and escape from the sword?"