"He...he won't really kill Fang Zihe..."

At this moment, everyone held their breath and their eyes widened. Fang Zihe's cultivation was already at the peak of Nirvana. From then on, no one would regard Xiao Chen as a newcomer, and no one would dare to provoke him anymore. Of course, except for Qiansha Yufeng.

"You...you might as well...kill me directly..." Fang Zihe was already in pain and sweating all over his face, his face as white as white paper.

"It's not that easy." At this time, Xiao Chen seemed to have completely changed into a person, becoming cruel and ruthless, and only killing. He kicked Fang Zihe's patella on both legs with two "bangs".

"Ah--" Fang Zihe screamed in pain, his limbs were scrapped, and even if he could be cured, he would be half a waste. With the last blow, Xiao Chen kicked him more than ten feet away. With a rumbling sound, he fell directly into the stone wall opposite. Blood fell down the corner of his mouth.

The wind in the distance was quiet, and everyone was stunned and silent. A chill from the bottom of their hearts gradually spread throughout their bodies. This person must not be provoked. It is better to say that he is a demon than a human!

At this moment, Chu Qi's breathing became a little rapid, his face turned pale, and he whispered: "Master...Senior Brother..." This was not the first time she had seen Xiao Chen transform into a demon. She had seen him in Tianyuan City last time, but this time, Xiao Chen seemed to have become more deeply involved in the demon, as if he had completely changed. At least that time, he was still rational.

At this time, a thin black aura appeared in the middle of Xiao Chen's eyebrows, as if he was dominating his thoughts and slaughtering him. Chu Qi slowly walked to him and saw the black aura in his eyebrows. He was immediately shocked and immediately thought that it was the demon consciousness. He was in the demon fog that day and had been infected by the demon consciousness!

"Senior brother, you..."

Xiao Chen slowly pushed her away, his pupils had already turned from red to purple. In his hand, he slowly sacrificed the Blood Lotus Demon Blade, looking coldly at more than 200 old disciples around him. The more than 200 people could not move. They were all shocked at this moment. At this moment, they felt a real murderous intent.

"Senior brother, don't..." Chu Qi's voice was already trembling. If Xiao Chen had killed so many people in Yunwuyuan today, he would definitely not be able to escape death.

"Senior brother... Listen to me, don't think about it, don't think about it anymore... Xian'er, by the way, my sister said you have a sister named Xian'er. Xian'er is still waiting for you to go back, there are also the cat spirit, and Brother Yifeng..." Chu Qi slowly calmed down his emotions and slowly pulled him back from the edge of the demon.

"Xian'er, Brother Yifeng..." Xiao Chen finally recovered bit by bit, the demonic energy on his body gradually faded, and his pupils gradually returned to normal color, but his expression was a little dazed, and his footsteps were a little shaking. Chu Qi slowly gently supported him.

At this moment, a black fog suddenly came from afar. When he said that, Xiao Chen was in a trance and could not react at all. Chu Qi was shocked and instantly blocked him and hit the black fog with one palm.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the surrounding trees trembled, and Chu Qi's mouthful of blood gushed out, and his whole body flew backwards lightly, like a folded wing butterfly, drawing an arc in the air, and then slowly falling...

"Sister Chu Qi!" All the young girls in the distance screamed. Xiao Chen instantly came to his senses, moved his body, and caught her before Chu Qi landed: "Book Qi!"

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were so bitter that he was covered with demonic energy again. Chu Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, shook his head, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and he could no longer speak. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Quqi! Ah--" Xiao Chen raised his head and let out a long roar. The black air between his eyebrows appeared again, but this time it came very fiercely, making his whole body tremble violently as if he was electrocuted. Even his arm holding Quqi softened, and Chuqi's body fell to the ground.

"Qi Qi!" At this moment, Xiao Chen felt pain in his mind as if he had been stabbed by millions of needles. He grabbed his head with his left hand and stretched his right hand towards Qui Qi. However, the pain became more and more severe, as if something was constantly drilling into his mind.

"Ah—" With a loud scream, Xiao Chen grabbed his head with both hands. At this moment, he saw that his neck was covered with green patterns, his face was twisted, and his expression was very terrifying. Not only were everyone in the distance shocked, but even the young girl from Tingfeng Pavilion dared not approach.

The black fog before retreated several feet and immediately turned into Qiansha Yufeng's appearance. A cold light flashed in Qiansha Yufeng's eyes. Taking advantage of Xiao Chen's loss of consciousness, he slapped his head with a palm. At this moment, a white sword light flew over the distance, knocking Qiansha Yufeng back more than ten feet away. Then a figure flashed instantly, but Shuiyue arrived.

At this moment, Shui Yue's expression was very cold, and her face seemed to be covered with frost. The old disciples in the distance were also shocked. Unexpectedly, the third master whom they usually teased was so high in cultivation. He fired a hundred feet away from the sword, which was accurate and accurate. It was so easy to shake Thousand Killing Yufeng back so easily. It was probably even easier to take his life. This was no longer inferior to the other three masters.

Shui Yue shook her steps, and her technique was like lightning. She pointed several acupoints on Chu Qi's body, sent another stream of true energy, and then a white light penetrated into Xiao Chen's eyebrows. The black air between Xiao Chen's eyebrows immediately dissipated and finally slowly recovered.

"Haha, it turns out to be the Third Master..." Qiansha Yufeng stood in the distance and smiled faintly, but Shuiyue did not look at him, but looked at the disciples of Tingfeng Pavilion behind him. Only then did the disciples reacted and stepped forward to support the injured person.

Xiao Chen squatted on the ground and slowly stood up. Although the demonic energy on his body was gone at this moment, his eyes were still terrifying. He turned his head and looked at Qiansha Yufeng slowly, and said in a deep voice: "This month, this fifteenth day of the month, I see the Battle of the Fighting Platform, the blood contract of life and death, regardless of death or injury!"

Then the last word he said fell, and the onlookers from afar were shocked again. The blood of life and death was a kind of life and death in a difficult situation. When two people were duels, others were not allowed to intervene. Neither party was killed or injured in the duel, and the other party was not allowed to seek revenge for this, otherwise it would be a big taboo.

Many people in the distance were talking endlessly, the blood of life and death, this was not as simple as kicking the list. Qiansha Yufeng smiled faintly: "Then, see the Fifteenth Fighting Dharma Platform." After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and turned into a black fog and left.

The crowd here gradually became quiet, and many people's eyes were on Xiao Chen. He turned slowly, his lips were a little pale, and he looked at Shui Yue: "Three...Three Master..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes turned black and he threw himself forward.

Shuiyue took a step forward and gently caught him with no expression on her face. After a while, she said to the back: "Go back." Even though they have millions of reasons for today, they shouldn't have gone to other people's place to make trouble.

After the people from Tingfeng Pavilion left, many other disciples in the distance had not left, and Beigong Qin was there. Today, there was a shallow wound on his left palm.

After half a stick of incense, the people around him gradually dispersed. At night, the breeze blew the leaves, and half of the bright moon hangs high in the sky. In the Sanqing Hall, the three real people each sat cross-legged in one direction to form a Jingyuan formation. At the eyes of the formation, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes closed slightly, his face was a little pale, and his forehead was sweating continuously.

Shuiyue watched from the side without saying anything. After a stick of incense, Sanzhenren's face was covered with cold sweat. The three of them finally stopped and Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the middle, fell softly to the side.

The Chongyang Zhenren stood up and walked slowly over, helped him up, then let out a long sigh, sighing: "It must have been in the Burial Dragon Abyss that day that day, he broke into the magic fog and set up a formation, and was infected by the magic consciousness. At present, he could only temporarily suppress this magic consciousness..."

It was obvious that Xiao Chen's demonic consciousness was not forced out. The other two real people sighed and shook their heads without saying a word. Shui Yue slowly walked over and moved her lips gently: "Thank you, three real people, give him to me."

The Chongyang True Man sighed, took out a jade bottle, and said, "This is the Demon-Breaking Pill refined by the Three Saints Senior. Once his demonic consciousness occurs, this pill can be temporarily relieved."

Shuiyue took the jade bottle and said nothing. Zhenren Qingxu added: "When the demon consciousness occurs, he may resist taking the medicine. Be careful not to be hurt by him, otherwise he may also be infected by the demon consciousness..."

Finally, the real person of Chongyang looked at her: "Shuiyue, this is not the purple realm, it is in the suffering realm, the matter between the disciples..."

"I know." Shuiyue took Xiao Chen from him, stopped talking, and slowly walked out of the palace gate with Xiao Chen in his arms. The voice of Zhenren Qingxu came from behind: "He is back."

"I know too." At the end of the conversation, a gust of wind sounded, and the figure disappeared under the faint moonlight.

In the next three days, the entire Yunwuyuan was in trouble. Everyone knew what happened that morning, and everyone knew about the decisive battle between Xiao Chen and Qiansha Yufeng Fifteen that day. Everyone was talking about it.

This time, the newcomers from Tingfeng Pavilion were famous. They dared to gather crowds to fight against the Qiankang Yufeng's forces group and injured so many people on the other side. You should know that this is something that many old disciples dare not think about.

Xiao Chen is completely famous and everyone knows it, especially when he finally hurt more than 200 people, and destroyed Fang Zihe and Meng Tingxuan, two "laid dogs" who killed Yufeng.

In fact, many people are angry at Qiansha Yufeng, but they dare not speak out, so they have to hand over Xuanshi every month. It is not that they have thought of "rebellion" and resisting this kind of "dictatorship", but the power of Qiansha Group is too strong, and they cannot fight against them in a mess. Some people have tried to resist before, but the fate is very miserable.

Although the battle of Tingfeng Pavilion ended in a loss of both sides, it was completely launched. Many other old disciples have been a little turbulent these days, and some even publicly refused to hand over Xuanshi. Of course, they all shirked for various reasons, not as blunt as Xiao Chen.

The Qiansha Group cannot force the acquisition of these. Due to the influence of this incident, the Qiansha Yufeng's status has begun to shake faintly, and they dare not be as unscrupulous as before.

On the fourth day, Xiao Chen finally woke up. The first thing he thought of when he woke up was the seventh day of the lunar month: "7th day of the lunar month!"

"I'm here." A familiar voice sounded outside the door. When I pushed open the door, a faint fragrance came in with the wind. Xiao Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was plagued by nightmares these days. Now that he saw that the seventh day of the lunar calendar was fine, he finally felt at ease.

But his body was still a little stiff, as if he had been tempered by someone. After the seventh day of the lunar month, he walked into the house and gently helped him off the bed. The two went outside and faced the breeze, Xiao Chen's eyebrows were still unrestrained. After a long time of silence, his whole body trembled and a muffled groan. Then his pupils were faintly turning red, and a killing gradually rose in his heart.

Seeing this, Chu Qi quickly took out a jade bottle, poured out a pure white pill, and wanted to send it to him. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen grabbed her wrist with force.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes were red and his eyes were terrifying.
Chapter completed!