Chapter 341: Who will punish this person?

Chen Xinglie stood on top of the tall building, his eyes were full of coldness, the blood between his chest and abdomen was tumbling, almost unable to suppress it, he vomited blood!
Du Heiyan's burst of laughter must have used martial arts secrets.
How can people in ordinary martial arts resist the power of land immortals?
In terms of cultivation, Chen Xinglie has only the second martial art state, and the Burning Body state is far inferior to the group of imperial spies in the mansion, even compared to those civil servants who do not practice martial art very much.
Fortunately, the tall buildings are very tall.
Chen Xinglie was twenty feet away from Du Heiyan. He didn't take the brunt of the sound wave attack. Only then did he barely suppress the tumbling blood, and his appearance looked as if nothing had happened.
In this mansion, there was a Nanming Lihuo Formation.
This array of mysterious and extraordinary, rare in the world.
Originally, as long as Chen Xinglie was in the big formation, he would be invincible first. As long as the big formation was not destroyed, Chen Xinglie would not be able to handle it, but now it is different.
Zhao Yumeng is refining the formation.
She wants to refine the method with her blood, refine this vast formation into the dragon scales, and train it into a purple mansion treasure, so that Chen Xinglie can carry the formation with him.
At this moment, it is the critical moment to refine the formation.
The entire formation is controlled by Zhao Yumeng. It was Zhao Yumeng's method to drive the formation, protect Gongsun Xiner, and keep the first talented woman in the martial arts world to continue her enlightenment.
Zhao Yumeng had never thought that in the capital, he turned his hands into the clouds and covered his hands into the rain. Chen Xinglie, the lord of the Cangming Temple and the land Ling Henchao, who had been forced to death, would be shocked by the laughter of the barbarian sword master. .
Fairy Yumeng has a delicate and thorough mind, and has also thought that Chen Xinglie's true strength may not be as strong as it appears from the outside.
But she never expected it.
Chen Xinglie's real martial arts cultivation level is actually only the second state of martial arts Burning Body.
Therefore.
Zhao Yumeng didn't start the battle to resist the laughter for Chen Xinglie. She only felt that such a wild laugh didn't hurt Chen Lang.
at this point.
Chen Xinglie understood in his heart.
During this period of time, many land immortals bowed their heads, and everyone in the world believed that Chen Xinglie's strength was enough to suppress the heroes of the ages.
If it hadn't been for Chen Xinglie's practice of "The Real Explanation of the World's Sword Washing" and stabilized his mind of understanding, I am afraid that even he himself would feel that in this world of martial arts, he is invincible, and it is easy to travel the world.
Chen Xinglie knows.
The road of martial arts practice has just begun.
Today's monstrous power all started from Qingyun City, that wind and snow of three thousand li with a sword, and then from the time of a sword in the capital to slay the dragon, it fueled the flames, so that the prestige reached its peak.
In terms of the cultivation of the second realm of martial arts, such prestige is extremely unworthy of its name.
Chen Xinglie understood it very well.
He didn't float at all.
Chen Xinglie even felt that Du Heiyan, the sword sage of the barbaric clan, went to the door to make trouble, which happened to be in line with the original plan. He could use this incident as an opportunity to show his enemy's weak policy.
This is an opportunity.
but.
This barbarian sword saint...
How dare you come to the mansion to run wild.
What's the difference between this and hitting the door?
What's more, Gongsun Xin'er, the first talented woman in the martial arts world, is in a state of epiphany. If it weren't for the guardianship of the Nanming Lihuo Formation, I am afraid that Gongsun Xin'er would have been damaged the moment he heard the laughter. , Will not only lose the chance of enlightenment that is hard to come across in a lifetime, but will also be greatly injured, and even the soul will be damaged!
Since recent days.
Gongsun Xiner has been by Chen Xinglie's side, holding pen and ink, recording Chen Xinglie's words and deeds anytime and anywhere, just like the disciples around Confucius in Chinese history, treating Chen Xinglie respectfully and respectfully.
On the way of literature and Taoism, although Chen Xinglie and Gongsun Xin'er did not have the name of mentor and apprentice, they were actually a mentor and apprentice because they were puzzled by karma!
Du Heiyan wanted to interrupt Gongsun Xin'er's epiphany and destroy the foundation of this talented woman's literary and Taoist practice.
It's crazy!
Unforgivable!
However, Chen Xinglie didn't do it immediately, and he secretly thought.
"My original plan was to use Wendao to practice, and find a reason, so that people in the world of martial arts will not be so jealous of this seat, and even go one step further, and ran to this seat one after another to give someone a head..."
"Du Heiyan came very suddenly. I didn't expect it, but I can just use this incident to help this team's plan."
"You might as well consider this barbarian land immortal as the first one to give away his head!"
When Chen Xinglie thought about this, the murderous intent had already appeared in his eyes.
People in martial arts are very sensitive to qi, the more advanced the cultivation, the more sensitive to murder.
In the banquet, there is no shortage of masters.
There is more than one land immortal in Fuzhong, whether it is the tongueless old eunuch, or the demon immortals of the two demon races Gu Huu Meimei and Qian Yuzao, or the drunk dragon Taoist and Feng Youyou, and the one who is honored by the barbarians Du Heiyan, who is a sword master, felt the killing intent at the moment Chen Xinglie's eyes were murderous.
Qin Wannian, Duan Wuhuan, and many spies from the dynasty, Qi Qi's eyes changed in shock.
Under tall buildings.
Ling Xiuxiu stood by the door, already clenching the sword in his hand.
Standing on the top of a tall building, Chen Xinglie condescendingly, looking down at Du Heiyan, said lightly: "Who is going to kill this person?"
Gu Huo Meimei was the first to respond, bowing to Chen Xinglie and shouting: "I'm coming!"
Chen Xinglie frowned suddenly.
Gu Huo Meimei hurriedly released her fist-in-hand hands and lowered her head, but she couldn't understand why she was so loyal, but the master didn't seem to want him to act. Why on earth?
Cang!
The sound of drawing the sword suddenly sounded.
Du Heiyan stretched the palm of his hand to the back of his neck, leaned his five fingers into the collar, and pulled out abruptly, pulling out a single-edge giant sword that was more than two meters long and almost the same height as him.
Ding!
There was another sound of golden and iron mingling.
Du Heiyan's body shone with a metallic luster, and his robe fluctuated like water patterns. In an instant, the robe became a battle armor. Covering the whole body, it looks like an iron tower.
The murderous intent of the battlefield is pervading all quarters.
Wearing a battle armor and holding a huge sword, Du Heiyan stood alone on the edge of the wine table. He stood up with an army of turbulent weather. This alone is enough to let the world know that the Barbarian Sword Saint is not a wave. Get a name.
"Who dares to fight this swordsman!"
Du Heiyan shouted loudly.
At this moment, when he claimed to be the "Sword Master", everyone around him no longer felt embarrassed, but felt that the sword master was so powerful that he could not breathe.
Upstairs.
Chen Xinglie shifted his eyes lightly, scanning back and forth on the three land gods, the tongueless old eunuch, the Taoist Drunken Dragon, and Feng Youyou. After watching these three people a few more times, Chen Xinglie's eyes gradually showed a hint of coldness, and the three land gods were a little flustered.