Chapter 25: Cave house, candlelit night

"Who, who killed my son? Give me a stop!"
Jin Zhikun stood up, his head screaming, his face twisted and twisted, like a beast with a beastly hair. A pair of eyes looked around, and he glanced at him. The guards and disciples were not frightened, and they brushed back a few steps.
Yunwu Zong is known for planting herbs in Alchemy. There are branches in the Zongmen, such as the patrol hall, the refining hall and the alchemy hall. But the most important thing is the alchemy hall, which is the core of the cloud sect. The owner of the alchemy hall, in Zongmen, has always been under a few elders, with a high weight.
Jin Zhikun has been in control of the alchemy hall for many years. It has long been a tree root and is not angry and arrogant. It has also been repaired as a superhuman. Ten years ago, it broke through the seven-fold monk, leaving only one line from the real person. Suddenly, I was furious and the power was revealed. Although there were many disciples and guards who heard the news, none of them dared to look directly at him.
"Here, I killed it." Ye Chuan said faintly, standing in the air and standing calmly, facing the pressure of the owner Jin Zhikun.
"Ha ha ha, good, good, kid, count you have kind!"
Jin Zhikun was very angry and laughed. Stepping forward, he slammed, and the bluestone slab under his feet cracked. The murderousness in his body soared. "Tell me why, why did you kill my Huaer?"
Jin Zhikun's eyes are bleeding, and the look of the cockroaches makes people feel amazed. When they look at it, they shudder.
"Because he is damn!"
Ye Chuan is concise, and when people export, people are shocked.
Good guy, dare to say this in front of the Lord, is this ignorance or mania? He is not afraid that Jintang master tore him on the spot?
Jin Zhikun's face turned red, and he was trembled by Ye Chuan's ‘damn’ word. He stepped forward again and said:
Why? Ye Chuan, say, give me a reason not to kill you!

"Maybe it is dissatisfied with this affair, Jinhua's younger brother wants to escape marriage, and flees down the mountain overnight. Unfortunately, the escape of marriage is no problem. Before he went down the mountain, he even sneaked into the Tibetan Classics Court to steal the exercises."
Ye Chuan looked around and whispered, "I am going to get married, but I am escaping from marriage, and I have no responsibility at all. I will not be troubled by Zongmen. I am an elite disciple, but I know that I am stealing the law." The two laws, the light sin, are enough to betray the public. Stealing it, Jinhua’s younger brother not only did not wake up, but also killed the killer to kill, and the entire twelve guards died under his tiger’s boxing. The elders arrived in time, I am afraid that this master brother will also be killed by him. Such a sinful scum, still not damn, should not kill?"
Ye Chuan is calm and self-sufficient. In a few words, he clearly understands the passage of things and arouses people's anger and hatred.
Sure enough, looking at Jinhua's body, people's eyes slowly changed, and there was no sympathy and pity. Jinhua is a human being. Isn't twelve guards a human? Do not kill the scum of Jinhua, how to serve the public, what is the case of Zongmen?
"Kid, even if you can say it again, today is dead, kill!"
Jin Zhikun screamed and no longer explained the opportunity to Ye Chuan. He flew to him. Over the top of the head, a phantom of a scorpion suddenly appeared, and the tail of the scorpion slammed, and a wind knife screamed toward Ye Chuan, accompanied by a hurricane.
Poisonous palm!
One hand, Jin Zhikun cast a famous lore, a face will kill Ye Chuan.
After practicing the martial arts, you can cultivate the magical powers and cultivate a variety of life symbols. Jinhua’s life is a tiger, and Jin Zhikun’s is a poisonous scorpion. The hurricane that comes from the face can make people feel dizzy and kill hundreds of meters away!
Ye Chuan held his breath, his body was swaying, and he quickly stepped back a few steps, flashing the wind knife that whizzed.
"what……"
Seeing Ye Chuan if nothing happened, Jin Zhikun screamed and his face was even more embarrassing.
Just the trick was swaying, the most powerful thing was not the wind knife itself, but the poisonous hurricane. Even if it is a disciple of a monk, it is not easy to retreat under this trick. How did Ye Chuan do this kid?
"Come back, boy, within three strokes, I will kill you!"
Jin Zhikun's eyes spurt on fire, and once again, he slammed into the body and slammed into the face of Ye Chuan. This time, the power is greater and the hurricane is stronger. The guards and disciples who watched the battle were busy and retreat. They felt dizzy and turned to the chest and felt bored after a dozen meters.
Jin Zhikun is amazingly fast. This time, Ye Chuan did not retreat, but raised the broom in his hand.
It seems that this broom is not bland, and no one wants to leave it. But I don't know why. In an instant, Jin Zhikun felt a dangerous feeling in his heart. It seemed that the front was not a broom, but a sword with a thin iron. After a slap in the face, Ye Chuan was photographed as a meat sauce, and his eyebrows and palms were also pierced.
"Hey, good boy, come again, the second move, look up!"
Jin Zhikun screamed again, and he showed a more powerful lore. The poisonous cockroach on the head suddenly bowed, the abdomen was deeply sunken, followed by a sudden bulging, and the tail squeaked at high speed.
In the air, suddenly there is a violent breath.
The onlookers receded again, and they fell back to the side, and they felt dangerous.
Ye Chuan is also a brow, and his eyebrows are mad.
If in the heyday, Jin Zhikun's small role is not worth mentioning, there are a lot of ways to easily break his trick. But now, the realm of the two sides is too different. The five warriors of the military are seven heavy on the monks, and the gap is too large. Even if the experience is rich and rich, it is no good.
"Master brothers panic, let me come!"
A cold voice suddenly came from far away, and a touch of sword light suddenly swept from the darkness.
The indifference and arrogance of the South Heaven is amazing. When the voice is not falling, it flies in front of Ye Chuan. It stands tall and straight, and the sharp sword is pointing to Jin Zhikun’s eyebrows. The two elders with white beards followed him, taking a pot of medicine out of the darkness, and glanced at Jin Zhikun, and looked cold and cold. "Hey, three strokes will kill me, the big disciples of the cloud." Big tone. Jin Zhikun, who let you do it? When the head is not there, do you think that no one can control the lawlessness? Come and come and fight with my old man. In the three strokes, if I can’t kill you, I won’t call Nangong Ren. !"
At the crucial moment, the two elders Nangong Niu Shitu flew to the scene, blocking the murderous Jin Zhikun.
"Two elders, you..."
Jin Zhikun angered and hated to bite his teeth. When he saw that he would succeed, he was stopped by the living, and the taste was really wrong. But look at the lonely South Heavenly Capital, and then look at the two elders who are short-sighted, and they have to force it down. There is nothing in Nantiandu. If the elders are really hands-on, with his three-fold cultivation of real people, he must definitely hit the wall and break the blood. Moreover, the two elders are notoriously strange, stinky and hard, and no one is afraid. It is really possible that the temper will come up with a real killer.
"Zikun, come back, although Jinhua died poorly, but after all, there is a mistake. In any case, the Zongmen law is still to be observed." The three elders spoke, looking at the two elders who were full of twists and turns, his face was gloomy. A pair of narrow eyes looked at Ye Chuan's body, as if the viper was uncomfortable, and I didn't know what the idea was.
"Three elders, I am a son, Huaer can't die like this. Three elders..." Jin Zhikun vomited blood in his heart and looked at the body of his son Jinhua. Where would he easily stop?
"Stupid, although the elders did not express their opinions, they obviously secretly guarded Ye Chuan's kid. There are big elders and two elders supporting them. Now they are dead and guilty. Who is it? The people of Xuan Dingmen will arrive soon, and naturally there will be people looking for them. The trouble of Ye Chuan’s kid, who is the raccoon, how to treat the elders and the two elders!

The three elders' lips moved and secretly voiced, and the voice sounded directly in Jin Zhikun’s mind.
Yes, what about the raccoon? With his identity, temper and cultivation, can you easily circumvent Ye Chuan?
Jin Zhikun’s eyes lit up and he glanced at Ye Chuan.
At the foot of the mountain, suddenly there was a rush of sorrow and the fire was shining. Just said that the Tuo Xiong Xiong, Xuantingmen's people quickly rushed to the place, and the torch was sent to the prosperous.
The bridal chamber night, the bride came, but the groom has been swept away by a broom, what should I do?
Zongmen up and down, Qi Qi face with a worried heart is not good, the same is true for the elders, headache.