The Sword Dynasty

But this sentence made Chen Xing down stare at him for a long time.

"I can't destroy the temple."

Then he looked at Zhang Yi seriously. "Unless you are stronger than me, it is possible to destroy this temple."

Zhang Yi looked at the streamer flowing through the Temple of Heaven and realized that his worries were a concern. He thought about it and looked at the powerful predecessor of Xian Fuzong. He asked: "You are both a big Yanbian army general and can be there. A person who has led a hard place for more than a decade must be a person who understands the righteousness. What's more, you are also a disciple of Xian Fuzong... The sovereign can't let you kill me. Have you considered it? You are the first to violate the sect. ?"

Chen Xing’s novel nodded and replied earnestly: “Some of the decisions of the sovereigns are also likely to be wrong.”

"The sentence you said makes sense but it doesn't make sense at all."

Zhang Yi said: "The existence of any sect is in the rules that need to be followed. The lord is not just a false name. If you think that the decision of the lord is wrong, then you must first object to the lord, or you can kill the lord. There is a new lord who will let you kill me. If even the lord has nothing to do, then this sect will have no spirit and will not exist for a long time."

Listening to Zhang Yi and Chen Xingyong talking about this truth, all the other disciples in the temple are very speechless, and they want to come from afar like Chen Xing, and the mountain gate of Xian Fuzong They are all closed... just to kill Zhang Yi. How can such a thing change due to Zhang Yi’s words?

However, what everyone did not think was that Chen Xing was silent for a moment and said: "You are right."

But the next sentence of Chen Xingshou is even more shocking.

He looked up and looked at Zhang Yi and said seriously: "So after killing you, we will also try to replace our sovereigns."

Zhang Yi stunned.

In the face of such domineering discourse, he is really speechless.

Chen Xinghang did not speak any more. He just calmly looked at everyone behind Zhang Yi’s body.

The meaning in his eyes is very simple, you can stay, but if you stay, you will die with Zhang Yi.

Le Yi’s body was slightly shocked. He bit his teeth and didn’t move.

In addition to him, all the other disciples of Xian Fuzong, including Murong Xiaoyi, began to move slightly.

Since the emperor's mountain gate has been closed, Chen Xingshen has appeared here to kill Zhang Yi. This shows that the battle between the highest-ranking people of Xian Fuzong has been completed. Today, the will of Xian Fuzong is to die.

What's more, they are very clear in their hearts. Even if they all add up, it is impossible to be Chen Xing's opponent.

Youth and blood are too fragile in the face of obvious results.

Looking at the classmates who were away from themselves, Zhang Yi’s eyes did not have any sorrowful emotions. He just couldn’t help but turn to Le Yi and shook his head. “You go, we can’t be his opponent. ""

Le Yi looked at him and asked: "When he wants to kill you, will you fight back?"

Zhang Yi stunned and said: "Of course it is impossible to stand and let him kill, to fight back."

Le Yi said: "Since you are not prepared to commit suicide directly, you have to fight, I naturally want to help you fight."

Zhang Yi is helpless. I think that Le Yi’s sentence is like trying to force himself to commit suicide.

"You are the descendant of my immortal Huang Tiandao Fu, so I will leave your life." At this time, Chen Xinghang naturally looked at Le Yi said this sentence.

At this time, there was a sudden change in the temple.

This symbol is full of murder, not from Chen Xing's body, but from behind him.

Behind him, it was the smallness of Murong who looked down with a shy look.

Murong Xiaoyi is still walking low at the moment, but this sign comes from her body.

A white streamer is like a moonlight falling in the night sky, soft and falling to the back of Chen Xingheng at an unimaginable speed.

A loud bang sounded.

Zhang Yi and Le Yi looked at the smoke in front of me.

After the smoke, the rest of the disciples of Xian Fuzong rushed out of the temple.

Murong’s body flew out and slammed into the wall above the temple door.

Between a sigh, she forcibly reversed her body and left a scarlet of blood in her mouth.

Chen Xinghang did not turn around and said plainly, "I don't want to be a Murong family. I have the courage to do it. I only have to encounter dozens of assassinations every year when I first arrive at the border. Compared to those assassins, whether it is your timing." Still repairing is too bad."

Zhang Yi’s eyes widened and looked at her face with faint anger but did not say a word to Chen Xing’s back. Murong’s small intentions, until then, he reacted to the fact that Murong’s little intentions had to stay for himself.

Zhang Yi’s gaze made Murong’s small feelings suddenly angry. She couldn’t help but gnaw her teeth: “Why, do you think that I am as greedy as those of them?

Zhang Yi said something hard: "But you will die too."

Murong Xiaoxiao sneered: "Who am I, just rely on him and his uncles, and dare to kill me?"

The status of Murong’s family is higher in the Dayan Dynasty than in the Changling City. Therefore, she said this sentence is very reasonable and she is very confident.

"From today, your identity may be different." However, Chen Xinghui turned his head and looked at her. "I will try to keep my hand, but it does not mean that I dare not kill you."

Murong’s face was suddenly white.

Zhang Yi and Le Yi also took a breath of air and couldn't help but look at each other.

"Some things only represent a certain opinion and the position of standing in the next big trend." Chen Xingheng said this sentence, and there is another meaning in the temple.

This time the meaning comes from him.

Almost instinctively, the stone sword in Zhang Yi’s hand swayed forward, and the dust that had just fallen on the ground floated up with his sword. Every dust was like a meteorite in the water, showing an unwavering breath.

boom!

However, in the next moment, his wrist bones were severely painful, his chest squeaked several times, and the sternum had broken several.

Chen Xing’s faint and ruthless look at the eyes is incredible Zhang Yi, his left hand is standing in front of him, the meaning comes from the palm prints in his palm... Every palm print seems to become a rune, containing Extremely horrible power and realm.

With his mind, there are several white lights in the air like a few whipes waving forward.

Seeing that as his strength progressed, Zhang Yi’s broken sternum would pierce Zhang Yi’s heart and lungs directly.

However, at this time, the first accident occurred.

Zhang Yi mouth spewed a blood.

He took a step back.

The ground beneath his footsteps rose in the air. In his perception, a piece of masonry floated up, blocking the white light and blocking the forward force.

With Zhang Yi’s cultivation and realm, it is a miracle to be able to avoid being killed directly by him.

It was at this time that the second time in his mind flashed a strange mood.

A huge force, without any warning, broke the vitality of his rear body and stabbed his back.

Chen Xing turned and turned.

Before this turned, a red-hot sign in his right palm had already flown out.

With a bang, a real fire condensed Dan furnace appeared directly behind him.

However, the Dan furnace center was still flashing in the cold. This cold light fell on him when he was twisted, and fell on his left waist.

A **** mist suddenly appeared in his left waist, and the cold light penetrated his flesh and blood, leaving a transparent wound.

"Fish intestines!"

Chen Xing's face vibrates, but there is no panic in the brows, but the voice is slightly cold: "This thing of Murong's family is really in your hands."

Le Yi’s face was very pale. At that moment, he thought that Zhang Yi was dead.

However, Zhang Yi survived, and Murong Xiaoyi was cold, clearly a sword.

Murong Xiaoyi is not Zhang Yi. What she is good at is not a kendo, but how can she stab Chen Xingheng with a sword?

He was shocked in his heart, but knowing that if he was not fast enough, he could not change the fate of Zhang Yi’s being killed in the next moment.

In the midst of a sigh, there was a blood in his mouth.

The real element in his body completely ignores whether the meridian can withstand it and madly shakes it out.

A yellow road sign flew out of his hand, driving his body to block before Zhang Yi.

The top of the temple is covered with yellow clouds.

A vast sense of land fell like a scorpio.

Le Yi's finger bounces, affecting the sky, and slamming toward Chen Xing.

Chen Xing’s eyes were slightly picked up. He was not impatient. He held his own wound in his left hand. The real element of the silk thread was sutured first, such as a needle thread. At the same time, a sharp figure cut into the air like a knife. Invisible silk thread.

Huang Tiandaofu is one of the most powerful two symbols of Xian Fuzong. It is the most difficult to break. However, the huge gap between the realm and the power makes him have enough confidence to use an ordinary symbol to break it.

However, at this time, Le Yi and him, even Zhang Yi felt a little different, they could not help but look up and look up.