Three days before the end of rebirth

The mission reward is actually an unknown talent +1?

What does this mean?

After Chen Xinglie heard the system prompt, he couldn't help but feel a little distracted. He opened the attribute panel that only he could see, and glanced at the talent bar.

Last time, the talent reward given by the beautiful girl in the system was called the power of the big devil.

The function of this talent is very straightforward: when the big devil stares, others dare not laugh at all!

What kind of talent will it be this time?

A woman's heart is a needle in the sea.

The beautiful girl in the system is simply a annoying little goblin. Who knows what this beautiful girl is thinking in her heart.

Chen Xinglie's mood was a little complicated, but he still had some expectations.

At least……

When the big devil glares, others really don't dare to laugh, and they are timid and don't even dare to take a breath.

The onlookers watching the excitement in the street were as silent as cicadas.

In the high-rise building in Donggang, all kinds of martial arts practitioners, no matter how high their cultivation level, no matter how old they are, no matter how deep their background, they all have silent faces and no one speaks.

Between heaven and earth...

There was only the sound of pattering rain.

ahead.

There are over a thousand people in the mansion, and there is strength in numbers.

But in Chen Xinglie's eyes, they are all just chickens and dogs, people who are trying to get the job done!

"Feng Hui, Gu Shen, Lan Zetian, Zhai Feiang, Li Si..."

Chen Xinglie silently counted the heads.

The names of these people were clearly recorded in the small notebook, and the humiliation in his memory surged through Chen Xinglie's mind again.

Chen Xinglie hated this feeling of humiliation.

How can you live a carefree life if you are surrounded by hatred and resentment?

Chen Xinglie is not a person who is good at risking his life, and he is not good at talking about thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

Chen Xinglie felt unhappy if he did not avenge himself.

Don’t delay even a day!

I arrived at Qingyun last night and killed someone that night.

Overnight, the inner disciples of Qingyang Sect knew that he had returned to Qingyun City.

This morning, Chen Xinglie set aside half a day for no other reason than to get this group of people together.

now.

Noon has arrived!

It's time to send them on their way!

Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold, with a strong murderous intent brewing in his pupils, and the big sword in his hand glowed with cold light.

"Senior Brother Xinglie!"

Shi Feiyu lowered his head and looked into the wine jar and said, "When I finish drinking this last sip of wine, I will die with you."

Go to death?

Chen Xinglie shook his head at her, and he was grateful for the girl's love for dying. His tone suddenly became gentle and said: "Don't be anxious, watch carefully, don't blink. Senior brother will teach you how to fight one against a thousand... drink slowly."

, don’t choke.”

Shi Feiyu was stunned.

Chen Xinglie turned around and looked back, eyes full of murderous intent staring at the people in the mansion. The robe on his body moved without any wind, and his long hair flew up. The pure sword intent burst out from his body, and the faint air outside gradually became distorted.

, the scenery becomes blurry.

Zheng!

The big sword trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword resounded in all directions.

Hundreds of feet of sword light soared into the sky.

The moment the sword light rose, even the rain curtain in the sky was cut with a huge gap.

This scene was so frightening that Guang Zhengping and others took a deep breath.

"Guang Zhengping."

Chen Xinglie's eyes were indifferent, he looked at the crowd in the mansion through a collapsed gate, and called out Guang Zhengping's name. There was a hint of sigh in Ling Lie's tone, and said: "No wonder you are in Qingyang Sect, and you can be known as the inner sect."

The identity of a disciple controls an entire street. Now I understand, it turns out that you are also a proud man of heaven."

The pride of heaven?

Guang Zhengping's eyes trembled, not quite understanding the meaning of Chen Xinglie's words.

Chen Xinglie looked up at the rain falling all over the sky and sighed: "When your head fell to the ground, it rained heavily. I came to serve you and wash your neck clean. How could you be treated like this if you were not a proud man of heaven?"

"

As soon as he said this, Chen Xinglie disappeared from under the umbrella held by Li Qinglian. The next moment, his figure appeared in the courtyard, standing in front of Guang Zhengping.

The big sword gleamed with cold light and lay across Guang Zhengping's neck.

Everything happened too fast.

Guang Zhengping had no time to react.

There was a dead silence all around.

As early as after Chen Xinglie killed Cang Xuan with a sword, everyone knew that Chen Xinglie must be very powerful, but they never expected that he would be so powerful. It was completely unclear how Chen Xinglie made the move, but the sword edge was already lying across Guangzhou.

On Zhengping's neck.

In the eyes of this group of Qingyang Sect inner disciples, Chen Xinglie simply disappeared from where he was and teleported to the front of Guangzheng Plane.

Only Huai Lingbo, the elder of the Qingyang Sect who was standing on a tall building not far away, staring down at the battlefield, relied on his own advanced strength to barely distinguish the trajectory of Chen Xinglie's movement on the ground, and knew that this was not teleportation, but running.

The speed is so fast that human eyes have no time to react.

Even so, Huai Lingbo still only saw a series of afterimages.

"This young man..."

Huai Lingbo's eyes were full of shock, and for a moment he couldn't find the right words to describe Chen Xinglie.

As early as last year, Huai Lingbo met Chen Xinglie once from a distance, but the childishness and weakness at that time were gone now, and there was no trace of Chen Xinglie anymore.

"He is truly the best and most troubled young man in the world!"

"This method is definitely not the Qingyang Zong method!"

"Such sword techniques and footwork are countless times more advanced than the techniques taught to the inner disciples of the Qingyang Sect!"

"Even if I, the elder of the Qingyang Sect, am afraid that the techniques I practice are far inferior to that of Chen Xinglie!"

Huai Lingbo admired sincerely, his eyes becoming extremely hot.

Guang Zhengping's heart was filled with ice and his face was ashen. He stared at the big sword across his neck, trembling with fear, and said: "Chen...Junior Brother Chen, if you have something to say...speak it carefully, I will definitely give it to you."

An explanation...an explanation!"

Whoosh!

The sword slashed through.

Chen Xinglie held his bloody sword in the rain and said calmly: "Rather than asking you to give me an explanation, I prefer to give you an explanation first."

Bang!

Guang Zhengping fell heavily to the ground, mud and water gradually filled the ground, and the life in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Why not leave Qingyun City earlier and fly far away?

Why are you reluctant to part with your family property here?

Is this how people die for wealth and birds die for food?

I hate it so much!

The last thought flashed through Guang Zhengping's mind and he died on the spot.

The surrounding Qingyang Sect disciples were all stunned. Not only did they not take the opportunity to surround Chen Xinglie, but many of them were so frightened that they even retreated.

Even Guang Zhengping was killed in a confrontation. These inner disciples who were not as strong as Guang Zhengping were naturally frightened.

Boom!

There was a thunder in the clouds, and the rain suddenly increased.

The rain pattered on the necks of these Qingyang Sect disciples.

"Before he died, a thunderstorm washed his neck. This treatment, tsk tsk..."

Chen Xinglie looked at the Qingyang Sect disciples around him and suddenly sighed and said: "It seems that you are all the proud ones of heaven!"

The proud man of heaven!?

When everyone heard these four words, their eyes trembled.