Chapter 590: Scary morning

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"Master!" The face of the seventh day changed suddenly, turning around and waiting for others to say: "You go back! You are not allowed to come over!"
At this time, Qin Tianyu was still blushing with red eyes, and his face was blue, and he turned and said to everyone: "We have been oppressed by them since the day we came to Yunwuyuan! Why should we be oppressed by them! We have never provoked Passing them, the more tolerant, the more they will be able to measure, today! With Brother Chen! Exterminate them! "
"Destroy them! Destroy them!" At this moment, the crowd shouted, hundreds of teenagers, and some older youths all sacrificed their swords, flying swords in the sky, reflecting the rising Chaoyang is brilliant.
I have been bullied by the old disciples for a long time. This is only a little bit slowly burying the explosives, and today Chu Xuanxuan ’s thing is the real guide. The fire, the one or two hundred people were indignant and emotional at this time. , Blood rushed into the sky, all rushed in the direction Xiao Chen rushed away just now.
"Qinhouer! You stop for me!" Xu Ling'er already cried and rushed up to grab Qin Tianyu's arm, sobbing: "Tianyu, I beg you! Please don't mess up with Brother Chen again!" ... "
"Keep off!" Qin Tianyu was filled with anger, throwing her away and rushing up with the crowd.
Soon, there were only a few helpless girls left. Xu Ling'er sniffed his nose and said anxiously: "Quick! Quickly notify the teacher!" Today, there may be a very serious bloodshed.
Xiao Chen stepped on the void, covered with blood and mist all over his body, and his murderousness was almost realized. The blood lotus demon blade was also full of strange awns in his hand, and the entire blade was shaking, and he kept making a loud noise.
"Master! Stop!" The face of the first seven days became more and more ugly, but she couldn't catch up with Xiao Chen anymore. The bad hunch in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she suddenly remembered that trip to the Hidden Dragon Abyss. Crazy Taoist who met early in the morning.
"Master! You stop! This matter may be strange!" The seventh day screamed in the back, but at this moment Xiao Chen was filled with anger, and the wind beside her ears roared, and she could not hear her words at all.
"Drink!" Xiao Chen fell on an open space, crushing the stone slabs of the road, and in the distance Meng Tingxuan several people happened to come here, but due to the backlight of Chaoyang, they could only see Xiao Chen Silhouette, Meng Tingxuan smiled faintly: "Is this not Brother Xiao? This early morning, the murderousness is so heavy, I am not afraid ..."
At the end, Meng Tingxuan's pupils contracted abruptly, as if he saw something terrible. At this moment, Xiao Chen approached, he felt Xiao Chen's real killing intention, he saw a whole body wrapped around countless ways. Bloody fog, he saw the murderous real real.
"You ... what are you going to do!"
"You're going to die!" Xiao Chen screamed and chopped off with a knife. The blade was stern, shattering the stones along the way, almost chopping to Meng Tingxuan like a real sword spirit.
"boom--"
The seven or eight people, including Meng Tingxuan, were caught flat-footed and flew backwards in an instant. Those with high skills stabilized their bodies, and those with low skills vomited blood.
"You're looking for death!" At this moment, Meng Tingxuan was also angry, his eyes turned red, his whole body was urged, and he should not be underestimated. The wind was suddenly violent and the rocks were flying around.
"Ah!" Meng Tingxuan snorted, seven steps into three steps, a sword stabbed in front of Xiao Chen in an instant, but seeing the three-foot Hanmang of the sword's tip, the same was true.
"Clang!" With a bang, the electric light flashed, Xiao Chen held the blood lotus demon blade against the cold thorn from the thorn of the sword. At the same time, the left palm was shocked, and the palm of his hand hit Meng Tingxuan's chest. Meng Tingxuan was violently so close. With a palm, he felt a shock all over his body, his internal organs seemed to be broken, his mouth spit blood and flew backwards.
"Ah--" Xiao Chen stepped on his feet, vacated four or five feet tall, and slashed to Meng Tingxuan with a sharp knife. The violent wind of the sword straightly flew the large pieces of mud nearby, almost trying to tear people apart, Meng Tingxuan Frightened and guilty, he never felt such a murderous murder, and quickly raised his sword to fight.
"Zheng!" There was a loud bang, the blade collided with the blade, the sparks continued to fire, and Meng Tingxuan's arms sank, and he could not keep going back, crushing the stone slabs of the road.
The following youths finally came back to God at this time, and sacrificed their swords to attack Xiao Chen, and then the seventh day finally arrived: "Twelve Shadows-Fantasy Kill!"
The twelve silhouettes of the dark incense floating moon at dusk appeared out of thin air, and they fought with seven or eight young people. Later, Qin Tianyu and others also rushed in, shouting, and finally disturbed some other old disciples in the distance, each Seeing such situations, people immediately sent spiritual messages to other brothers and sisters, and soon afterwards, many new and old disciples came to the sword and watched the excitement.
"Brother! You calm down first! Wait for the teachers and teachers to come soon!" The first seven days while fighting the seven or eight people, while shouting to Xiao Chen.
However, Xiao Chen was full of anger, and had already taken everything out of it. One knife at a time, all took Meng Tingxuan's life. It was extremely fierce. Meng Tingxuan's face was pale, and he tried his best to resist. The sword was cut off, and his body was cut with several knives. Risk. Although he can kick Xiao Chen's list, it does not mean that he can beat the other party in actual combat. Now he feels the real killing intention of the other party and is frightened: "What do you do!"
Xiao Chen's face was covered with murderous energy, and also a few drops of blood. He looked very frightened. His eyes widened. The qi that he had endured these days erupted at this moment, just like the river broke the embankment. One shot is unmanageable.
People's anger is often able to hold back indefinitely, but if it erupts a little, the back will be like the water of the dike, and the Buddha can't stop it.
"Ah--" Meng Tingxuan was stabbed in the chest again and flew backwards. Qin Tianyu and all the others also arrived. The teenagers were also angry, and the people in front of them were the people who kicked their list every day. The enemy was very jealous when they met, not to mention the present.
"Dry them!" Qin Tianyu screamed, and immediately led the crowd to rush up. One hundred people could not use the magic weapon blade, so they picked up the stones on the ground and threw them on the heads of those people.
"Go to death! Kill these bastards!"
More than a hundred people punched and kicked around seven or eight people, venting the anger that has accumulated over the past days. The seven or eight people, together with Meng Tingxuan, were lying on the ground and could not resist it, holding their heads and begging for mercy: " Ah! Forgive! Forgive! Sorry! Ah ... Stop playing! Forgive! No more kicking! We will not kick anymore! Let us go ... giving life ... "
The scene was once chaotic and completely out of control. The seven or eight people had already been beaten with blood and ears, noses and noses. They were totally unrecognizable. The ground was also full of blood, and the gas gradually became heavier.
Even watching the lively disciples in the distance was frightened: "The people who listen to the wind pavilion ... are they crazy? Is this going to kill people alive?"
"I heard that it seems that those people have been playing their list these days ..."
"However, those people are the ones who killed the elder brothers a thousand times, don't they want to die, do they want to persuade them in the past, and it will be fatal to fight again ..."
"Don't pass, don't pass! Don't pass this kind of thing ..."
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At this time, Xiao Chen finally calmed down, but her eyes were still cold and terrifying, and her chest fell with heavy breathing. The seventh day held the moon blade and guarded beside him. Now it is useless to say anything. Only beware of the surroundings.
"Stop!" Xiao Chen screamed, and the hundred people finally stopped their hands. The seven or eight people in the middle had already been beaten out of sight, lying on the ground and twitching at the moment.
Xiao Chen stared fiercely at Meng Tingxuan and walked towards him step by step. Meng Tingxuan felt a cold killing intent, like a chain of soul-locking chains from the underworld, he was terrified and trembling, watching the other party still dropping Bloody blood knife, this time it was really terrified, and while crawling back, trembling: "Don't ... don't kill me ..."
"Thousand Kills Yufeng, where is ..." Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, his tone colder. Each word is like a life and death symbol from the underworld, cold and ruthless.
Meng Tingxuan was so frightened that he was shaking like a sifter, and the blood loss was too heavy. There was no trace of blood on his face at this moment. At this moment, he looked at Xiao Chen's chilling eyes, as if falling into the endless cold forest. general.
It seems that at this moment, Xiao Chen has completely changed into a person. Meng Tingxuan only has the word "killing god" in his mind, automatically reminiscent of the scene of beating thousands of people in one day. This terrifying look is deeply imprinted in the mind. In his mind, his voice trembled at the moment: "You ... who are you ..."
"I'm ... asking you, where is the Qianfeng Yufeng ..." Xiao Chen took two steps forward again, surrounded by a strong wind, with a smell, and the blood lotus demon blade in his hand was shaking again. Got up.
Meng Tingxuan was terrified, "Don't ... I said! I said ..."
At this moment, suddenly the black clouds came to the top in the distance. No, not black clouds, but a dense figure came. The number of people was about two or three hundred, each holding a black iron rod. These people were all Qianshou Yufeng Mashou is an old disciple of Zhan.
Seeing the arrival of these people, Meng Tingxuan was like a big rescuer and yelled, "Save ... help!"
"Boo wow!" Nearly three hundred people moved to this open space in an instant, and surrounded more than a hundred people such as Xiao Chen and Qin Tianyu. Qin Tianyu and others immediately stood back to back in a group to guard against it.
"Rookie, good skills, so majestic!" Among the more than two hundred people, a person stood out. The person's eyes were cold, and their eyes looked like cold electricity, sweeping on Xiao Chen's face.
These people are naturally dedicated to suppressing newcomers and deterring other old disciples, but belong to the forces of Qianshenfeng, they will not go to the list, but they will charge a lot of black stones to other people every month.
The reason why they chose to use the iron rod instead of the sword is because the sword is easy to kill, but the iron rod just beats the person, the spleen is cracked, the muscles and bones are misaligned, and the bed can not get out of bed for half a month. , But it will not hurt people's lives.
"Call me! Hit hard!"
Cheering for the first man, nearly three hundred people instantly beat the more than one hundred newcomers with a stick.
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