Chen Jiu sighed slightly, seeing that the situation below was getting worse and worse, those young masters even lost their will to fight, he had already made a choice.

The man in white showed a smile in the sky, and was about to agree, but he heard a sigh ringing in everyone's ears. Although the sigh was not loud, it was as if someone was lying in your ear. For a moment.

In the audience, I don't know when there was a man covered in sackcloth and full of muddy breath.

The man's face was ordinary, and at first glance it was very plain, but at the second glance, there was a different kind of charm. At the third and fourth glance, he felt more and more patience on the man's face.

Although this man had an immature face, as if he were a teenager, and there was no aura in his body, no one thought that the guy in front of him was an ordinary mortal.

A joke, how could an ordinary mortal stand there silently.

"It's you" the boss recognized Chen Jiu at a glance.

"You recognize me" Chen Jiu's voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Your image has long been spread by the sect."

Chen Jiu sighed softly: "You are here to die, now retreat, I will spare your life."

The men in the sky had no words, watching this scene with interest, happy that they bit the dog.

"Boy, big talk can break the cowhide, I will kill you today and avenge the fifth one," the boss said through his teeth.

Chen Jiu stood there gently, no longer speaking.

The four monks couldn't see the depth of Chen Jiu, and instantly formed a battle. Towards Chen Jiujuan.

Chen Jiu gently flicked his right hand and lifted the boss's hands apart. Facing the six palms oncoming, a roar of ancient bully spread, and the rocks fell.

Chen Jiu stayed there, and the four people on the opposite side took six steps back together.

"This kid is so strong." The second child spit, with a trace of blood in the spit.

Chen Jiu's clothes were calm, as if there were no fluctuations in the slightest. The mountain breeze came and the grass moved. The tree moves. The water is moving, everyone's clothes and hair are flying, only Chen Jiu's whole body is still. This is a very strange picture. A combination of dynamic and static. Very weird.

The fourth child had a retreat at this time: "Big brother, we are not his opponent, let's go."

The boss sternly said: "Don't you want to avenge the fifth old man?"

"but.,,".

"There is nothing good," the boss interrupted the fourth child and looked at the man in the sky: "Brother, please help. My four brothers will definitely report again."

The man looked at Chen Jiu: "I'm sorry, the other party asks to re-report this condition. I can't refuse. Besides, if you see this seat doing it today, you can't keep it. Killing is inevitable, don't blame me. , I have no alternative."

Looking at the long sword dangling in the man’s hand, Chen Jiu smiled. At this moment, the valley was full of charm: “I’m worried about causality. I didn’t expect my worry to be redundant. Hahaha, God will give me a pillow when I’m sleepy. , God treats me well".

Originally, Chen Jiu was thinking about how to take action to avoid cause and effect, but now there is no need to worry about this problem, because the other party has already taken action on himself.

The man's long sword cut through the void and shot at Chen Jiu.

The four brothers on the opposite side were instantly distributed in all directions, and the whole body's mana echoed each other, forming a strange force field, which was like a swamp. The more they struggled, the more restrained they became.

"Ding Dong" the sound of the intersection of gold and iron spread, and the eyes of the wealthy princes and young ladies who watched the battle in the distance shrank. Although the strength of everyone is not very good, there is still something in this eye.

Chen Jiu's fingers were as glittering as jade. When the flying sword stabbed, he just flicked his fingers, and the flying sword uttered a whine. The soul inside was instantly shaken away, and a yin **** flew out and returned to the hands of the man in white.

Looking at the flying sword at his feet, Chen Jiu took a photo of it in the palm of his hand and held it in his hand. This long sword was as thin as a cicada's wings. It was a good sword for monks, and even an ordinary sword for Chen Jiu. Not as good.

"Good sword, good sword, it's a pity that I didn't get along with me" Chen Jiu sighed softly.

The speed of the flying sword is very fast. Chen Jiu can sense the trajectory of the flying sword, but it is one thing to sense it, and it is another thing to capture it. It was this unconscious stagnation that caused the man in white to a complete defeat.

"Return my flying sword" the man shouted violently in the air, no longer the former grace and calmness.

The general in the opposing convoy stared, "It's so strong, that's the flying sword of the Taoist monk, and it was defeated in one blow."

The leading woman's eyes flickered and nodded: "It is indeed extraordinary."

"Want to fly sword?" Chen Jiudao.

"You give it back to me" the man stared at Chen Jiu, this flying sword was self-evident after more than ten years of training.

Chen Jiu gently stroked the body of the sword: "It was originally a long sword. I am a warrior. This long sword is not much inferior to me, but you have no grievances and no grudges against me. If the cause and effect were formed in vain, I laughed at this flying sword."

While talking, a faint khaki light filled the flying sword.

With a flick of his finger, the long sword whispered in the wind with a pleasant voice.

The monk's eyes were bloodshot, and this flying sword was sacrificed by him for more than ten years. It was like his wife, lover, and could not be used by others. However, now that the flying sword falls into the opponent's hands, how can you tell the man to bear it.

As soon as the palm stretched out, the wind and clouds gathered, and this palm contained the endless power of wind and thunder, greeted Chen Jiu as his chest.

Chen Jiu waved his sleeves and his vigor flashed, keeping Feng Lei three feet away from his body.

But at this moment, a phantom suddenly appeared behind Chen Jiu, and he instantly fell into the long sword. The long sword let out a happy whisper, and fell into the hands of the man.

The sword was lost and recovered. The man was extremely happy and held the sword in his arms: "Hahaha, no matter how powerful you are, you must drink Lao Tzu's footwash."

This change made everyone stunned, and the mood of everyone in the distance was fluctuating. This was too irritating. The white-clothed monk without the long sword weakened at least 30% of his cultivation. At this time, the long sword returned, like a tiger with wings.

Looking at the frantically laughing monk at the sky, Chen Jiu's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, only a sneer flashed in his eyes, a faint sneer: "I advise you not to stand so high, or you will regret it later."

The man thought that Chen Jiu was playing some tricks. Not only did he not listen to Chen Jiu's advice, but he rose up instantly.

Just standing on a higher place, I saw the man suddenly showed a look of horror, his body slowly became stiff, his mana stagnated, and layers of dust appeared all over his body, from his arms to the whole body, slowly covered by a layer of yellow light. Covered, several breathing rooms have been petrified.

Mana cannot be transferred, what happens to a stone without mana in the air? .

Naturally, he was doing free fall. A hundred kilograms of rock smashed the ground into a pit, his arms were all broken, and there were countless cracks on his neck.

"It's all said, you are closer to the ground, you just don't listen. This is fine. Even if the spell is lifted, you have to spend a lot of effort to repair the flesh. After all, the repaired things are not as good as the original. Why don't you? Hearing advice~lightnovelpub.net~ Chen Jiu sighed here. Everyone over there was shocked. The smart people had already reacted at this time and could not help but secretly said: "Good intentions, good means."

Chen Jiutian's power of good fortune is so sensitive to Qi machine, naturally he will not fail to find that the other party's Yin God comes behind him, if he can't even find this, Chen Jiu doesn't know how many times he has died.

The moment Chen Jiu took away the man’s Feijian, the man’s heart was already confused. Chen Jiuzhong was cursed by petrification in the Feijian, and the man was anxious to retrieve the Feijian. Chen Jiu simply acted with him in a scene. , To satisfy his wish.

As for the final reminder, it was really a joke. The man was already stunned by Chen Jiu, and he would naturally act according to Chen Jiu's irony. In this way, a monk who entered the realm of Taoism would be leveled with no effort.

Looking at the four cultivators around him, Chen Jiuyi smiled: "You will catch it by yourself, or let me personally kill you to the scum."

Looking at Chen Jiu, a few people's eyes flickered, the boss and the third screamed, and rushed towards Chen Jiu, as for the second and fourth, they honestly threw away their weapons. (To be continued...) ()