"This old guy said everything. It turns out that she was the one who killed Miao Hui's mother... No, since he has told everything, he has probably decided to deal with Miao Hui. We have to do it quickly. "

When he moved, he realized that his pulse was being pinched. He turned around and glared at He Yan: "Let go."

"If you are going to fight for Qin Xin, Jiang Xiaoqiao and those other women, I will force you to do it. This girl is a stranger to you. Even if she is the daughter of the headmaster of Tianxin Pavilion, she is not worth fighting for. Besides, now It won't help to rescue her. Wang Ningfeng is no longer the head teacher, and this girl is of no use to us."

Chen Zhe struggled a few times, but not only failed to break free from He Yan's grasp, his right hand seemed to be locked by an iron hoop.

He understood that what He Yan said made sense. Now that something had happened, could he not save Miao Hui?

If he didn't save him, would he still be Chen Zhe?

"X, your mother, if you don't let go, believe it or not, I will turn around and kill you..." Chen Zhe cursed a curse word, and He Yan reached out to cover his mouth: "I understand how you feel, but everything requires patience to achieve success,"

Bear with me, sister.

The two struggled here for a moment. Chen Zhe watched helplessly as Wang Xi harbored evil intentions toward Miao Hui. His eyes were red, and the true energy in his body violently clashed. He Yan only felt that Chen Zhe's true energy was pouring in like an overwhelming force. He pushed towards Miao Hui with all his strength. I hit myself.

After all, He Yan was not as strong as Chen Zhe. When he bumped into her, her body tilted and Chen Zhe had already broken away.

As soon as Chen Zhe was free, he immediately wanted to swing his sword, but He Yan suddenly hugged him from behind. His back was pressed tightly by two balls of pink flesh. He Yan put a hand under his armpit and folded it upward, pinching it with her fingers. Holding his neck, the other one pressed on the Tanzhong point on his chest, and bit down on the Dazhui point on the back of Chen Zhe's neck. At the same time, He Yan's Chengfu point on the back of his left leg was also pressed tightly with his knee. .

He Yan's limbs were almost wrapped around Chen Zhe like an octopus. The two were entangled extremely tightly and looked extremely ambiguous, but in fact this was a very clever grappling technique. The acupuncture points on Chen Zhe's body were restrained and he tried to break free. After a moment, the pain immediately hit my heart and lungs.

He Yan whispered behind his head: "This move is specially used by girls to deal with men. Its scientific name is the infatuation lock. No matter how carefree a man is, he can't break free."

If he wants to rest in peace, Chen Zhe will not only not struggle, but also enjoy it, but now is not the time.

"I'm not kidding, if you don't let me go, I will kill you when you let me go," Chen Zhe said through gritted teeth.

He Yan said calmly: "Come and give it a try,"

Chen Zhe's eyes widened. When he saw Miao Hui draw her sword, he suddenly realized: "She is going to commit suicide. Let me go quickly and I will stop her."

"You have no time to take care of yourself, but you still have the strength to save others," He Yan said in a calm tone: "Even if you and I become enemies because of this, it doesn't matter."

He Yan's true energy was swimming around in Chen Zhe's meridians. Chen Zhe felt that his limbs were weak and he couldn't use even a single cent of his true energy. He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Can you Seeing Miao Hui die in front of you, don't you have any conscience?"

"I only know that you will regret it if you take action,"

"You will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't take action," Chen Zhe said harshly. When He Yan's true energy poured in, he was trembling with pain, but he felt that the Eye of Heaven in the small world made a crisp sound, and a line appeared. Thin cracks.

Chen Zhe simply allowed He Yan's true energy to continue to invade. His golden and purple Nascent Soul suddenly opened his eyes, and a tall and simple door in the small world came into view. Every detail of the complicated patterns and decorations on it could be seen. It was extremely clear, as if a soaked newspaper had been torn.

When Miao Hui inserted the long sword into his lower abdomen, the blood splashed out and made Chen Zhe's eyes red. He shouted loudly and walked away far into the night.

He Yan's expression changed. Oops, she forgot to seal his lips and tongue. Wouldn't someone discover her?

He Yan only felt that Chen Zhe's meridians produced a strong suction force, pulling her true energy inward. She was shocked and immediately wanted to pull her true energy back, but it was too late. Chen Zhe chuckled. , turned his back to He Yan and asked: "He Yan, I have always wanted to ask you, you only care about your own goals, are calm and rational, have you never been impulsive and willful once?"

"Never," He Yan answered smoothly without knowing what he meant.

"That's why I don't like you," Chen Zhe shook He Yan away hard and rose into the air.

He Yan's calm face finally had a trace of confusion: "Even if his cultivation level increases, how could he break free of my infatuation lock like this?"

Wang Xi in the room sneered: "It's really beyond my expectation that you chose to commit suicide, but in front of me, you can die if you want."

He reached out to pull out the long sword stuck in Miao Hui's lower abdomen. As soon as he pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, he felt a strong wind blowing against his face. The large French window in the room was shattered, and a figure wrapped in countless broken glass rushed over.

Someone attacked.

Miao Hui originally thought she was dead. She was half lying on the bed. Suddenly there was a loud "bang" behind her, and a black shadow passed in front of her nose. The cool wind outside blew into the room. She suddenly felt a little bit tired after losing too much blood. It was cold and the clothes on my body were tight.

Who is it? Want to save me?

Miao Hui felt as if a train was passing over her head, fast and urgent. Wang Xi in front of her was suddenly hit by a sword light. The two of them hit the wall together with a loud noise, and then the surrounding area was filled with chaos. silence……

Did the person who saved me lose?

Miao Hui endured the severe pain and struggled to support her body with her arms. When she barely raised her head, she saw a sight that would be unforgettable in her life.

A man in gray-blue robes had his back to her, holding a long sword in his hand. The long sword directly pinned Wang Xi's right wrist to the wall. It seemed that Wang Xi not only failed to fight back, but also failed to resist. Block.

Wang Xi's face was pale, and his hands were dripping with blood as he was nailed to the wall. The blood flowed all the way down the wall, and it was shockingly bright red.

"This sword intent...how can I not stop it? Who are you?" Wang Xi's face was so painful that his facial features were distorted. He raised his head with difficulty, trying to see Chen Zhe's face clearly.

Chen Zhe said nothing and kicked Wang Xi hard on the abdomen.

Wang Xi spurted out another mouthful of blood, smashed through the wall and flew out.

Chen Zhe twisted to catch up. Wang Xi's right wrist was injured. Chen Zhe's true energy was still raging in his meridians. He only made a move with his left hand. The sword responded and was grasped by Wang Xi's left hand: " Do you know where this place is? You can’t leave here alive today,”

Su Lin and Qin Chuan in the next door and opposite rooms heard the loud noise in the room. They pushed the door open at the same time and came out. Su Lin shouted in surprise: "Master,"

Chen Zhe didn't answer, but glanced at Wang Xi with sideways eyes. Then he kicked his foot violently, lifting up the carpet on the ground, and hit Wang Xi like a spring, and then turned around and struck out with a sword.

Even Su Lin and Qin Chuan didn't even see Chen Zhe's face clearly. Chen Zhe knocked Wang Xi away with one sword, and then followed up with his sword as fast as a sword.

In the corridor, the two swords collided with each other, and the sound was as loud as popping beans. Chen Zhe struck out forty or fifty swords in front and back, and the sounds were superimposed together, as if they were just one sound. Wang Xi's cultivation level was obviously higher than him, and every time When the two people's true energy collides, Chen Zhe will be injured and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his momentum will become stronger.

As his momentum grew stronger and stronger, Chen Zhe gained more and more upper hand, and his injuries became more and more serious.

Wang Xi clearly knew that he had hurt Chen Zhe, but he didn't feel good about it. Chen Zhe's true energy was not huge, but it was like a sharp thorn drilling into his meridians. Wang Xi had to take a step back every time.

If the fight continues like this, Wang Xi will defeat Chen Zhe miserably, but if he goes all out, Chen Zhe will kill Wang Xi.

Wang Xi's room was at the end of the corridor, but Chen Zhe forced him all the way back to the other end. Wang Xi leaned against the wall, struggled to use Chen Zhe's sword with all his strength, and then quickly kicked Chen Zhe. Zhe's heart was so deep that he kicked Chen Zhe flying out.

As soon as Wang Xi, who had been suppressed and beaten, gained the upper hand, he found that Chen Zhe's body floated back seven or eight meters, then jumped back with a strange acceleration, and struck him with another powerful sword.

Wang Xi blocked it, and Chen Zhe pressed the sword straight forward, with the blade almost touching the tip of Wang Xi's nose.

This time, their faces were less than thirty centimeters apart, and Wang Xi could clearly see the faint blue light emerging from Chen Zhe's eyes, like a wounded but more terrifying hungry wolf.

Chen Zhe grinned, showed a ferocious smile, and roared. Wang Xi's back broke through another wall. The two of them rolled to the ground. Wang Xi rolled over, and took advantage of the situation to thrust out a sword from his armpit. He felt the sting. Come to the flesh.

"What a good boy, you can actually hurt me, but you used a self-inflicted method of killing eight hundred enemies and damaging yourself a thousand. The injury is probably more serious than mine." Wang Xi turned around and found that his sword had stabbed Chen Zhe. Chest, but instead of feeling pain on Chen Zhe's face, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

not good.

As soon as Wang Xi woke up in shock, he was punched in the face by Chen Zhe's left fist. Suddenly half of his face was dented, and almost half of his body was hit to the ground. It was like a watermelon being crushed by a wooden stick and dripping with juice. Same.

Wang Xi stood up unsteadily, and a few things fell off his face, including teeth. He asked vaguely: "Who are you?"

Chen Zhe pulled out the long sword on his shoulder, and a stream of blood burst out with a pop. He chuckled, and the Emperor's Hate Sword stabbed down from top to bottom. Wang Xi rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

Although Qin Chuan has been practicing since childhood, he has never seen such a rogue and bloody fight.

He was so frightened that he froze in place.

Seeing Chen Zhe being so ferocious, Su Lin suddenly became frightened and did not even dare to take action. This hotel was Qin Youyang's stronghold. Several Tianxin Pavilion disciples came one after another. The leading young man reacted faster and had a lightning-like figure. , jumped up quickly, bent his fingers like hooks, and grabbed the back of Chen Zhe's head: "If you dare to hurt my master, you will risk your life."

This is also one of Wang Xi's disciples, but his cultivation level is not as good as Su Lin's.
Chapter completed!