The monk with long-witted eyes spit out a mouthful of qi and blood with fist intention from the ruins. The spiritual energy cleared the veins that were disrupted by Chen Jiu. Looking at Chen Jiu standing in the distance, his face was slightly gloomy. The green and yellow flying swords around him floated up again and spoke slowly.

"After I was promoted to the seventh level, I have never suffered such serious injuries. Your physical cultivation is pretty good, but it's just good. Next..."

The young monk narrowed his narrow eyes, and the green and yellow flying swords instantly transformed into dozens of sword tips, pointing directly at Chen Jiu, and he continued to speak.

"Next, the flying sword will kill you!"

Chen Jiuwu's fortune condensed and covered his body. A strong wind blew, his blue shirt swayed and his rushing sounded.

After the strong wind.

The flying swords rushed towards Chen Jiu in an instant.

Chen Jiu took a step back, pressed down a flying sword with one foot, stretched his finger and flew it, but the flying swords were still continuously and quickly cut through.

Chen Jiu was unable to dodge in the end, and was cut through the blue shirt by the flying sword, and some blood gradually emerged.

The young monk stood in the distance, reached out his hand and made another move. Dozens of green and yellow flying swords suddenly stopped in the air, turned suddenly, and pointed at Chen Jiu again.

Chen Jiu tore the broken upper body and blue shirt to pieces. The golden martial arts tangled around his body. He reached out and knocked his chest suddenly, like a sound of black iron. The entangled martial arts shaking around him, covering Chen Jiu's body directly. The cloud patterns spread across it, and the golden light was shining.

God and man have arrived!

The young monk narrowed his narrow eyes and reached out to move forward. The flying sword came from behind, connected into a line, and directly grabbed Chen Jiu's chest.

Chen Jiu ignored the flying sword behind him, and stomped the river bank with one foot and rushed straight towards the young monk. The flying sword behind him was unable to match him!

This punch came first, but was blocked by the young monk.

The young monk's narrow eyes opened slightly and smiled sarcastically.

A mere warrior is indeed brave but not wise. Do you really become weak because of his close combat?

And think that as long as you are close, you can kill yourself instantly?

But it's just a brave man.

Now that the flying sword has arrived, I want to kill this man!

Dozens of green and yellow flying swords lined up and suddenly stabbed Chen Jiu's chest.

The flying sword was extremely fast, dozens of swords were like a sword, and they were stabbed in an instant.

So the people present heard the dense sound of iron and iron fighting each other.

Chen Jiu stood in front of the young monk, blocked the light in front of him, and asked, "The flying sword is powerless, and I want to kill me?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young monk was about to retreat, but Chen Jiu bullied him up and grabbed his head and smashed it directly to the ground.

The young monk was smashed to his face and came with a sword, trying to block Chen Jiu, but Chen Jiu directly grabbed the flying sword with his golden arms, pinching it to make the flying sword tremble, and then stomped on the young monk's head.

In just a few rounds, the young monk was beaten and destroyed by Chen Jiu on the river bank like a dead dog.

Chen Jiu did not relax and looked at the curtain more solemnly.

There were also people watching the curtain. Although they didn't take action for some reason, they must have been in bad intentions.

The man seemed to have noticed that Chen Jiu was looking at him, and no longer hiding. He came from an instant, for the white-haired and white-clothed old man, smiling at Chen Jiu.

"I am Xie Zhenghua, the leader of Baihu Sect, and the Nascent Soul Cultivator."

When the old man came, the few people in the yard seemed to have taken a reassurance, and his expression was not as scared as before, but he was afraid that the old man would settle the score later. He blamed them for not being able to guard the yard and punished him.

However, Xie Zhenghua, the old man in white, had no time to pay attention to them at this time, and instead asked Chen Jiu: "I have ruined so much terrain, how many coins are I going to pay?"

Chen Jiu turned over, shook his head, and smiled, "I'm sorry, I'm too anxious to go out, so I didn't bring any one."

Xie Zhenghua was still laughing, but he lost his smile and asked patiently: "Where is the Sect of Master Zi?"

Chen Jiu replied with a smile: "My master is so awesome, my master won't let me."

Xie Zhenghua now had no smile on his face and said, "I'm shameless."

He is a Nascent Soul monk who is willing to put down his face and speaks like a monk with a good-looking monk, which has given him great face. Unexpectedly, this monk is still shameless.

Xie Zhenghua let out a sigh, smiled again on his face, and said, "Zi, I will ask you again last time, where is the master's sect?"

Chen Jiu was not afraid of his Nascent Soul, so he said impatiently: "If you want to fight, just hit him, how can you come from so much nonsense?"

Xie Zhenghua was completely patient and smiled grimly, "I'm looking for death."

If he hadn't known the source of this Qingshanke's master, he would have beaten him up long ago, so how could he talk so much nonsense? But this Qingshanke is really ungrateful and really thinks that Xie Zhenghua can't say good things?

Xie Zhenghua came from the corner in an instant, and he bounced his fingers and waved his hand again. There was a wave of Huai River coming, just like a water prison imprisoned Chen Jiu in his Zheng

As the leader of Baihu Sect, Xie Zhenghua is naturally extremely proficient in water methods and is even known as the co-master of Baihu Lakes within a thousand miles. His attainments in water methods are almost half a step closer to those of him.

Chen Jiu came out of the White Bone Taoist Temple, and now he only has six realms. He is now bound by Xie Zhenghua in the water prison and cannot struggle, but he is not in a hurry. He can't die anyway. He looks at this old man leisurely, but he wants to see what tricks he can do.

Seeing that he looked fearless, Xie Zhenghua was a little surprised, and he took a step back and asked again: "Don't pretend to be mysterious. Now beg for mercy. I will spare your life."

Chen Jiu said impatiently: "Hurry up, if I say a word, I will be your grandfather."

Xie Zhenghua smiled angrily and said, "I don't know how to live or die."

He stretched out his hand and a spike appeared in the water prison, which was located at Chen Jiu's head, and then he suddenly stabbed and directly pierced his head.

Xie Zhenghua's face was gloomy and sunny. Although he killed the Qingshanke who was clamoring to him, the background was still unclear, and there were problems.

However, he thought again that he had already cut off the Qingshan Guest, but there was still no great monk to come to help him. In this way, the background afterwards was not too big.

Xie Zhenghua's mind was calm, and he was about to leave, but his eyes suddenly condensed.

The soul of the Qingshan Guest who was killed by him was actually moving again, and the wound on his head was no longer bleeding.

Chen Jiu looked up and smiled at him, "That's it?"

Xie Zhenghua was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Some tricks, I will break your limbs later and seal your fist intentions, and see how you will still yell."

It's just immortal, but it's not enough to see him, a Nascent Soul monk.

A sword came from the south to the Taoist temple and went north.

The sword was halfway through in an instant, but suddenly stopped. The gentle middle-aged man on it was stunned and returned with a smile on his sword.

Xie Zhenghua transformed into a sword and wanted to cut Chen Jiu's arms with one sword.

As soon as the water sword came out, a scream came from the curtain in the distance.

"Xie Zhenghua, who is so mad at your grandmother!"

Xie Zhenghua looked up with a serious expression.

Qingfeng City was shaking all over the city, and Ma Jiuwan appeared in the city, holding Xie Zhenghua's neck with one hand and said ruthlessly.

"I've killed you!"
Chapter completed!