036: True Spirit Brotherhood will be responsible for this matter
Some people seek death, some seek death, and some people are worse off than death.
Although he is not dead yet, his heart is on the verge of death.
Since his defeat to the emperor's grandson yesterday, his heart has been buried at the foot of the Kunji Sect's mountain together with his cold knife.
Longquan Tai'a, you know me!
According to legend, Longquan Tai'anai were two swords that eventually disappeared into the world.
A caster searched for many years, and finally saw two twin dragons entwined in a lake, and realized that they were the long-lost Longquan Tai'a.
After the forger returned to the sect, he cast a legendary sword in the shape of two dragons - Longquan Tai'a.
From then on, there was no name for the double sword in the world, only the precious sword Longquan Tai'a.
But if some things have disappeared, why should they appear again?
Just like if some people died and became legends, wouldn't it be a good story?
Otherwise, once the reputation is broken, it will be even more embarrassing.
Bandit Qingkong felt that he had ruined this sword, ruined the name on this sword, and ruined his own confidence.
Although he is still alive now, he no longer feels the slightest happiness.
Just like this, he was so drunk that he was lying on the road outside the city like a dead dog. Everyone who came and went looked at him with disgust, and there was no trace of respect and admiration from the past.
The dashing young men all say that they are drunk and romantic, which is based on their respectability.
If this person is no longer respectable and drunk, he will not be elegant and elegant, but dirty and slovenly.
He now looks like a dirty, dirty old drunkard.
A luxurious boot that was deliberately trampled in the mud to create a foot of mud, stomped hard on his face, crushing his face like a dead toad.
Waves of sarcastic ridicule came one after another.
"Look, look, look what we see?"
"Hey, sir, isn't this... the chief disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect, Bandit Qingkong, who is ranked sixty-sixth on the list of handsome men in China? Why did this man fall at your feet?"
"Tsk tsk, Bandit Qingkong, Bandit Qingkong, you used to be such a high-spirited, arrogant and powerful person, what's the matter? This time you lost to a dude and you gave up on yourself and couldn't accept it?"
"Hey, Brother Feng, I really don't know why my brother fell in love with you in the first place and became the chief disciple of the Fiery Knife Sect? In my opinion... the Fiery Knife Sect is all wimps. Look at his hands.
I'm shaking even when I hold a wine bottle, and I guess I can't even hold a knife steady, hahaha!"
Beside the road, surrounded by a group of guards, Chu Feng and Chu Ying both shook their heads and laughed.
One of Chu Feng's feet stepped on Qingkong's cheek mercilessly, and he took a sip of phlegm with disdain.
"Bi Qingkong, I think King Beixi thought too highly of you and took you too seriously, so that you thought you were defeated in the end. Now you're fine, you're a useless person. If you hadn't been disabled, I could barely use you.
, you’re like this now, I think it’s better to die.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng was about to draw his knife and kill the drunk Qingkong who was reduced to a pile of mud with several broken bones.
A cold voice suddenly came from the woods on one side.
"I think the way you two look is quite stinky. The so-called cunning rabbit dies and the lackey is cooked is nothing more than that."
"What?"
Chu Feng's hand holding the knife suddenly paused, and when he suddenly looked back, he saw a melancholy middle-aged man with a long and cold face standing on the branch of a tree, looking here with indifferent eyes.
"Bastard Dong..." Chu Ying was about to yell, but Chu Feng raised his hand and stopped him immediately.
"Who are you? If you are just passing by, I advise you to mind your own business."
Chu Feng stared at the middle-aged man suspiciously, suppressed his anger and warned in a deep voice.
The guards around him also immediately took positioning postures in coordination, watching eagerly.
At this time, Chu Feng had already noticed something was wrong, but did not attack immediately.
There are so many of them, and anyone with a discerning eye knows they are not to be trifled with.
This middle-aged man who suddenly appeared dared to show up and provoke him alone. He was either a fool or a master. Now that Zhang Qiong was not around, he did not want to cause more trouble.
"You are quite smart, but unfortunately, you are not very smart, so you are just a little clever. I am a member of the True Spirit Brotherhood. The True Spirit protects me, and my brothers are of the same mind.
No matter what happens next, I, the True Spirit Brotherhood, will be responsible for it."
On the tree, a middle-aged man looked leisurely and said in an old-fashioned way with his hands behind his hands.
He was naturally followed by Chu Yanjin, who had already put on a human skin mask.
Chu Feng and Chu Ying immediately changed their expressions, "True Demon Brotherhood? Are you a member of the demon sects?"
As we all know, the demonic sects launched a joint campaign to counter the righteous sects many years ago, so under the call of the demonic leader Demon Lord Yaotian, they formed a huge demonic alliance - the True Spirit Brotherhood, claiming that the true spirits protect the world and save the world.
However, the cruel and ruthless style of the devil's actions is naturally unacceptable to the world, so the world calls it the Brotherhood of True Demons.
The headquarters of the demonic sects is the True Spirit Brotherhood!
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Chu Yanjin, who was sitting on the branch, suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the power of Pei Ran made the leaves all over the tree rustle.
His black hair was flying, and his melancholic temperament began to look evil and arrogant. His devilish look was revealed. He suddenly raised his five fingers and turned a hidden weapon into dozens of black dots, like deadly locusts. His whining sound was filled with astonishing energy.
He rushed straight towards Chu Feng and others.
"Release the true energy? Yaoguang realm?!"
"Protect the young master!"
A group of guards immediately brandished their swords and concealed weapons to the left and right.
"Ding, ding, ding -" the violent sound was like a sudden rain coming.
Several of them were hit by hidden weapons before they could dodge. In an instant, they were facing the door, with blades inserted into their chests, and blood gushes out from the wounds.
Before he could react, another flower appeared in front of him, and Chu Yanjin quickly approached it with extremely ghostly movement.
Only a few guards came to meet him.
"Clang" sound!
Chu Yanjin drew his blade out of its sheath, and a cold sword energy swept across him in an instant.
In an instant, blood and water splashed, and several people died.
"How brave!"
Chu Feng's eyes widened in anger and he shouted fiercely. He roared wildly, and his body was full of momentum. As soon as the long knife came out, the person followed the knife and turned into a rolling hob. The air rolled out and rushed away.
Li Feng Knife Technique!
"snort!"
Chu Yanjin's clothes fluttered to the ground, and he used the tiger's majestic sword technique that was not easy to see in the sword technique, and the sword's light suddenly rose sharply.
A "dang" sound!
The moment the swords clashed, the sword body curved in a thrilling arc, and a burst of energy erupted from the edge of the blade.
An irresistible and ferocious force penetrated the knife fiercely. Chu Feng's face turned pale immediately, and his chest felt like it was struck by thunder. Unable to withstand the ferocious force like the roaring waves of the angry sea, Chu Feng staggered back.
"Q!"
Chu Ying shouted and stepped forward to draw his sword.
However, the sword was only halfway out of its scabbard when Chu Yanjin spun around and kicked him in the air, hitting the hilt of the sword with such force that he staggered back.
Haven't reacted yet.
The figure flashed in front of me, faster than the strong wind.
The five fingers of a palm spread out, and it suddenly hit Chu Ying's Dantian with a fierce force.
"Peng!"
The energy exploded, forming a vortex that spread and stirred in all directions.
Chu Ying's eyes bulged, and he spit out waves of blood. His body flipped over like a rag bag and fell out, hitting the ground heavily.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Chu Ying was severely injured and crippled, and all the surviving guards were shocked.
"Royal brother!"
When Chu Feng witnessed this scene, he looked angry and frightened and shouted, his face turned extremely ugly. Without hesitation, he suddenly threw a black object at Chu Yanjin, raised his energy, jumped into a somersault, turned around and ran away.
"Human Torch!"
Chu Yanjin's eyes were fixed, and without hesitation, he turned over in a flying kite style, with his arms spread out and his body flying in the air. He let the thunderbolt fire pass over his chest. The moment he landed sharply, he quickly kicked off the ground with both feet.
He fell to the ground and pursued Chu Feng.
Almost immediately after it rushed out a few feet, a violent burst of fire exploded from behind with a roar and explosion. The earth trembled, smoke and dust surged, and the powerful air waves carried countless mud particles and poured out in all directions.
However, Chu Yanjin used the force of the impact to increase his speed suddenly, and in an instant he quickly pursued Chu Feng who was escaping in front of him.
He suddenly abandoned his sword and thrust out both palms, and an unusually powerful palm wind surged out. His palm techniques were dense and powerful, like a thousand waves against the waves, and Chu Feng was like a struggling fish in the waves.
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