A scream like a slaughtered pig.

Horrible.

"Brother Daocheng!"

The expressions of the four people in power changed drastically, and they immediately stepped forward.

boom!

A burst of energy, like a python flying across the sky, shot out and blocked the four people's footsteps.

The next second.

The strong wind howls.

Chen Daolin, with his hands behind his back, appeared next to Chen Dong like a ghost.

He glanced at the four people in power with cold eyes.

"You are too much in the way!"

The words are cold, like awns piercing the body.

"Chen Daolin..."

One of the people in charge of Qi Jin shouted.

The words are not finished yet.

Chen Daolin's body swayed, and his energy was as strong as a storm, and he suddenly forced the four people in power back.

Immediately, Chen Daolin stopped walking, filled with panic and murderous intent, he bullied himself up and fought directly with the four people in power.

The energy is surging and the murderous intention is rampant.

Angry scoldings and screams came and went.

"Ah...ah...kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

The severe pain coming from his right thigh made Chen Daocheng, who was sitting in the black coffin, twitching violently all over. A large amount of sweat flowed down his face, and his expression was ferocious, like a madman.

"Here comes the knife!"

Chen Dong looked solemn and indifferent, and stretched his right hand into the air again, surrounded by energy.

Whoosh!

Another sword flew into his hand.

Clang!

The sharp and fierce Qi energy instantly surrounded the sword and turned into a domineering and unrivaled sword Qi.

Seeing this scene, Chen Daocheng's pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme.

The bone-piercing pain in his right thigh suddenly reminded him of a possibility!

"ah!"

In panic and fear, Chen Daocheng's facial features were distorted and he roared ferociously.

All of a sudden.

His clothes flew around and his energy burst out of his body.

but!

Chen Dong's eyes flashed with blood, and his momentum suddenly changed.

Mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and white bones.

The vicious and cruel energy suddenly crushed the Qi Jin that was rising towards Chen Daocheng.

At the moment when the two energies collided, a strange scene happened.

Chen Daocheng's energy was originally so powerful, but at the moment of contact, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, he drew a very small arc in the air, and then... he crawled back into the black coffin in despair!

A barrier visible to the naked eye was formed, surrounding Chen Daocheng!

This scene made the ferocious and crazy Chen Daocheng completely confused!

what's the situation?

Why is this happening?

This is simply impossible!

Seeing the energy surrounding him, Chen Daocheng collapsed on the spot and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Since he became Qi Jin, he has deeply realized the gap between Qi Jin and Qi Jin along the way in martial arts. He also knows that the level of strength above Qi Jin still exists, but he never thought that his Qi Jin... one day would actually "

"Cowardly" to such an extent!

This completely subverted his understanding!

"Surprised or not?"

Chen Dong held up the sword in his hand, with an evil smile on his lips.

The cultivation of demons in the heart of the Tao is a taboo among warriors. The demons in the heart of the Tao that appeared in history all ended in disgrace despite their amazing talents and brilliance.

Only he... became the exception!

The "Tao Heart Seed Demon" that can trigger the coming of heavenly punishment is essentially different from ordinary Qi Jin.

This is like the principle of "dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and mice can burrow".

Now that his state of mind has been broken through, he can freely control the "demon nature" of the Dao Heart Seed Demon, which means that the "Dao Heart Seed Demon", which is regarded as a taboo for warriors, has completely become his own strength!

He and Chen Daocheng's strength were not on the same level. As long as a ray of the power of the Tao Heart Demon was released, it would be enough to crush Chen Daocheng's energy with blood-suppressing force.

Of course... this is also limited to the premise that there is a huge difference in strength between the two.

If there is not much difference in strength, it will not be so easy!

Clang!

The sword roared again.

This time, Chen Dong's eyes flashed with cold light, and he held the knife in his right hand and thrust it out boldly.

Poof!

Blood spurts.

The severe pain caused Chen Daocheng, who was stunned and frightened, to scream like a slaughtering pig again.

He bowed suddenly, and with trembling hands, he grabbed the left leg that was pierced by the sword. However, this movement immediately involved the right leg that was pierced by the sword. His body froze again, and his body was like chaff.

Two battle knives pierced his legs, imprisoning him firmly in the black coffin, and blood flowed gurglingly.

Chen Daocheng's face was pale and he did not dare to move at all. Even if he trembled, he would control it to an extremely weak level.

His chest was heaving violently, he was sweating profusely, his face was a little pale, and he was breathing rapidly and heavily from his mouth and nose.

Looking at the two bloody swords on his legs, his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.

Because...he already knows what Chen Dong wants to do!

"Let me go, please let me go!"

"I will give you money, lots and lots of money!"

"No, no, no! Young Master Chen, the head of the family! This Chen family is yours. I will give it all to you. Please let me live. I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Chen Daocheng sat slumped in the black coffin, holding fists with both hands, and kept bowing to Chen Dong.

If we say that the methods used by Chen Dong and others to dismantle the Chen family pushed him into the abyss of despair.

The collision of energy just now was the last straw that finally broke him to death!

Chen Dong suddenly felt a little funny.

Does this rotten beast think that everything in the world can be measured by money?

But this smile, when it fell into Chen Daocheng's eyes, was like a smile demanding death.

Seeing Chen Dong beckoning again and calling back the sword in his hand, Chen Daocheng's eyes flashed with a sinister and malicious light like a poisonous snake, he gritted his teeth fiercely, mustered up his strength, and struggled desperately.

Run away!

This is the only way he can think of now.

Or maybe it’s biological instinct!

but!

Clang!

The sword suddenly sounded.

Poof!

This knife directly penetrated Chen Daocheng's left hand that was resting on the side of the coffin.
To be continued...