He fought hard, but the result was a sharp pain like pins and needles in his brain.
Chen Yan asked: "Are you a ghost slave? Twenty-five years ago, did you participate in the killing of my parents?"
The ghost slave struggled to shake his head, but he blurted out: "Yes, you... your mother, Chen Yao, is me... I was the one who hung her up on the city gate."
Chen Yan's eyes were as bright as lightning and his mental energy was surging: "Who asked you to do this?"
The ghost slave replied: "It's the leader Liu Zhenyue."
"Liu Zhenyue, should you die?"
"Damn, he deserves to die!"
Hearing such questions and answers, both the people who came to watch the ceremony and the people in Tianjue City felt that it was unreal; Liu Zhenyue was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"Ghost slave, get up!"
Liu Zhenyue knew that Gui Nu must have fallen for Chen Yan, so he roared loudly to shock his soul.
After all, the ghost slave was also a great master. Finally, with the help of Liu Zhenyue, he broke free from Chen Yan's mental restraint. He shouted crazily: "You little bastard, you dare to play tricks on me, you will die!"
The old man of Nine Swords doesn't even want the inheritance anymore. He just wants to kill Chen Yan now.
But, it's too late!
The lonely black knife in Chen Yan's hand came like lightning.
"You hang my mother, I'll behead you!"
"puff!"
Just as the ghost slave was about to jump up, the head on his neck was cut off.
"Tit for tat, fair!"
After Chen Yan said these words, the ghost slave's head fell to the ground, and blood rolled out on the ground.
A great master died like this.
Liu Zhenyue saw the whole process, but seemed to see nothing.
He wanted to see the depth of Chen Yan, but unfortunately he couldn't even tell. The whole process was weird... Therefore, Xiao Yunshan's son was not only a warrior, but also had other abilities.
The black knife in Chen Yan's hand was stained with blood.
The killing in my heart could no longer be suppressed.
The blood evil behind the scenes was reshaped, and the evil mood was automatically triggered.
"Liu Zhenyue, do you dare to come out and fight?"
Chen Yan kicked the ghost slave's body away and threw it towards Liu Zhenyue.
If Liu Zhenyue retreats at this time, there will be no need to mess around in the world.
"Here comes the sword!"
Liu Zhenyue roared loudly.
Some of his direct disciples presented him with swords.
"Blow the trumpet!"
"Uuuuuu——"
Why did Liu Zhenyue let people blow the horn? Because he saw that Chen Yan, whether it was the sound of the piano or the voice, had the ability to confuse people's hearts, so he used the horn to interfere with Chen Yan's bewitchment.
Then, the secret technique of Tianjue City was directly activated, and the combat power soared instantly.
"kill!"
Chen Yan carried the lightning xylophone behind his back.
On the lonely black knife, thunder and lightning flashed.
"kill!"
The two figures were like howling winds and meteors colliding.
The white cloth above the head was blowing loudly.
"Meteor Sword, Seven Stars Kill!"
"Thunder Sword, Nirvana Slash!"
"call out--"
"boom--"
Two figures crossed each other, and at the moment when the figures overlapped, the force exploded like a bomb. People within a radius of twenty meters were turned upside down, and everything was blown away.