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"Joe the shopkeeper, what to talk to him, dare to come to the Qingtingxuan Mansion to pick things, and if I say, kill them directly! Even after the Emperor asks afterwards, we are justified!" A sharp-mouthed monk shouted below.

"boom!"

The monk's voice fell, and a shadow of a sword fell from the sky. The sharp-mouthed mid-century monk had no resistance at all and was strangled by this sword shadow, and even the Yuanshen was directly smashed.

This group of monks who were just about to move just now are so dumbfounded that they are stuck in place. They never expected that the other party would be so strong. If they hit it at random, they can kill the Jinxian middle monks.

"His ..." Qiao Yifeng took a breath, and how long did it take for the other party to grow so fast.

Some time ago, the tumultuous Dragon and Phoenix list incident was said to be also a monk named Dust Wind who won the first place. He never thought that the first place winner would be the Dust Wind in front of him. He never thought about it.

A monk who can strike Jinxian in the middle of a second can't say that the other party can also kill him in a second. This is terrible.

"Dust wind, I Qingtingxuan has no injustice with you, and Baibao Pavilion is even better than the river water. You indiscriminately killed me at Qingtingxuan ’s house, killing innocents in front of so many people If you do n’t give me a reasonable explanation today, even if you are a special recruit student of the Taoist Academy? Is it because of your status as a special recruit student that you can kill innocent people? I will still ask you for justice! "

The righteousness of Qiao Jun's remarks was astonishing.

"Indiscriminate killing? Innocent and innocent? I went to your mother's innocent and innocent!" Feng Chen's figure flashed down from a high altitude, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't catch it. He appeared directly in front of Qiao Jun. The inherited sword in his hand fell on his neck.

Feng Chen was turned blue by Qiao Jun's remarks, and the sword in his hand was slowly piercing Qiao Jun's body.

Qiao Jun, the late Jinxian monk, was facing Feng Chen's pervert, how could he be Feng Chen's opponent, and how could he escape Feng Chen's palm.

Although Feng Chen's bright face is in the late Jinxian period, his true strength can even kill monks in the late period of Xianjun.

"Why do you give me a fair explanation? What I did today has nothing to do with the half-coin of Daoyuan. Do n’t you want to explain it? When your son Qiao Jun killed my brother Wang Xiaochuan, you gave Did Lao Tzu explain it? When your son Qiao Jun killed my sister Wang Xiaoya, did you ever explain it to Lao Tzu? "

"Your son Qiao Jun wants to invade my sister Wang Xiaoya. When my sister vowed to die from the last suicide, did you explain it to me?"

"Thanks to your son's good deeds, the son will not be the father of the father, and it is not too much for Lao Tzu to stab you!"

Qiao Jun heard Feng Chen's remarks, his face was as dead as a face. He finally understood why the other party came to his door. The culprit of all this was his son.

"Qiao Yifeng, let Lao Tzu die, otherwise, Lao Tzu destroys your door!" Feng Chen's voice echoed throughout the Qingtingxuan, with strong murderous words in his words.

"Who the **** is this? Who the **** wants to kill me?"

In the room, Qiao Yi is living like a year, and he can feel the strong killing in the other person's words.

"Finally reiterate, give you ten minutes to come out and die, otherwise, everyone ... dead!"

Feng Chen firmly covered the entire Qingtingxuan with his divine mind, and even if a fly wanted to leave, he could not escape the tracking of Feng Chen's divine mind.

Feng Chen did so in order to let Qiao Yifeng take the initiative to step out to die, and only then did he feel relieved of hate.

"Brother Ogawa, Sister Xiaoya! Brother will avenge you today!"

Since Qiao Yifeng didn't dare to come out, he had to wash the Qingtingxuan with blood, and it was enough to use the land and mines with Feng Chen's current strength.

After all, Feng Chen transformed his sword into a sword, and turned into numerous sword lights behind him.

These sword lights all have a strong power, under the urging of his mana, the power is rampant.

"Dead!" Feng Chen gently pointed at Qiao Jun and imprisoned the other directly.

And countless Jianguang behind Feng Chen flew directly from the top of his head, killing the crowd below with an unmatched potential.

Each sword flashed, which meant that a monk was killed below.

For a while, the dust rose and the dust was flying!

Shouts, wailing, desperate sounds were heard.

"Smell boy, I'll split you with a knife!" One of Jin Jin's lately successful monks chopped a sword at Feng Chen.

"Dang!" With a wave of Feng Chen's sword, I saw the big sword in the hands of the late Golden Immortal Monk and cut it off. Not only that, the sword also cut him into two pieces directly. When he had time to escape, he would die tragically under Feng Chen's sword.

"kill!"

Feng Chen snarled in his mouth, holding the inherited sword, and killed the crowd. All swords flashed, and monks were killed, and Feng Chen was killed by the swordsman. Feng Chen was like a horrible killer at this moment. People stop killing people, and Buddha stops killing Buddhas.

For a moment, Qingtingxuan killed or injured more than 100 people in the same vein, and completely killed half of Qingtingxuan.

Blood flowed into the river, a thick **** smell permeated the air.

The trees fell apart, the walls pushed everyone, the world was cold, and the monks who worked for Qingtingxuan saw that the situation was wrong. In the face of Feng Chen, there was already a heart to escape. At this moment, there was only a way to escape.

After half an hour had passed, Feng Chen was originally wearing a white robe. At this moment, he had become blood-stained.

There are only two people in Qingtingxuan. No, there should be three people alive, Feng Chen, Yifeng Yi, and Qiao Jun.

As for the others, all died under Feng's sword.

At this moment, Feng Chen was holding the inheritance sword, and he could clearly see the fear on Qiao Jun's face. What Feng Chen had to do was to take revenge, torture him, and make him feel fear. Obviously, at this moment, he did.

"Why, this is why, why do you do this, even if my child kills your friend, it's a life-threatening life. Why did you kill it so much?"

Although Qiao Jun was terrified, he had not reached the point of mental collapse.

"I gave you the opportunity, because you blame yourself, you can only blame yourself!" Feng Chen said coldly.

"You have such a hard heart !!!"

Qiao Jun was trembling all over. He now pinned his only hope on the head of Qingyue Shanye.

"Am I ruthless? Nothing is as ruthless as your son!" Feng Chen looked sad and unhappy, and glanced at Qiao Jun.

Feng Chen's cold face flashed coldly.

Because, he found a strong breath is daring to come here.