(The protagonist has not been changed, it is still Xiao Zongzi. In addition, this is a new starting point. Liu Dao also understands the thoughts of some brothers and feels that the situation of Xiao Zongzi is a bit unacceptable, so he thought about it and stopped reading. Liu Dao was frightened.
I'm so excited. I wish I could send you the razor blade right away. Let's get back to the topic. When Liu Dao is a reader, it's uncomfortable to encounter such a turning point in the book. I just hope that everyone can continue to support Liu Dao, and Liu Dao will work hard to write the book well.
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"My nephew, why do you have a black kill order?" Liu Chengyi also asked with a look of shock on his face.
"On my way back, I was intercepted by three men in black. Last night, another man in black came to assassinate me." Chen Zong said unhurriedly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. Chen Qingyao on the side
But his expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously tightened the sleeves of Chen Zong's robe.
"Hei Sha Lou is a killer force. They will only take action if someone pays them. Who is going to deal with the nephew?" Liu Chengyi's eyes turned cold. His friend Chen Zhenghong died. He was helpless. Now someone wants to kill his friend's son. It is unbearable: "
Is it the Mo family? Or the Iron Mountain Sword?"
After thinking about it, it seems that only these two parties can eradicate the root cause. After all, Chen Qingzong's talent potential is still good.
"I want to ask Deacon Zhao Zhongxing about who wants to deal with me, and maybe he will know." Chen Zong suddenly turned the conversation to Zhao Zhongxing, who was not far away, completely unexpectedly.
"I..." He was caught off guard, but Zhao Zhongxing was indeed a man with secretive thoughts. He immediately reacted and said with anger on his face: "Young poster, if you know who did this, just tell him. I, Zhao Zhongxing, will be the first to let him go.
."
As soon as he said this, he looked like he was swearing to show his loyalty.
"Does Deacon Zhao plan to kill himself?" Chen Zong's rhetorical question made Zhao Zhongxing's pupils shrink like needles, and also caused the expressions of others around him to change drastically. The meaning behind this sentence...
"Uncle Liu, help me protect my sister." Chen Zong's voice rang in Liu Chengyi's ears, but he rushed out, as fast as a cheetah, and approached Zhao Zhongxing across dozens of meters in the blink of an eye. The Bai Hong Sword was unsheathed, and Bai Wu was really
The air is swirling around, like a flying giant flying across the sky.
"Feihong flies into the sky!" Feng Pingsheng is also a master of swordsmanship and is quite familiar with Chen Zhenghong's Feihong swordsmanship. He was shocked when he saw it.
Feihong Sword Technique is a top-grade swordsmanship and martial arts at the mortal level. It is difficult to practice without the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it is even more difficult to exert its power. However, looking at Chen Zong's sword, it is not a beginner's practice.
A sword brought out a cold light and killed him quickly. Zhao Zhongxing's expression suddenly changed. He did not expect that Chen Zong would be so decisive.
"Since you are seeking your own death, you can't blame me." A hint of murderous intent flashed deep in Zhao Zhongxing's eyes, and he thought to himself, but did not show it. Instead, he exclaimed: "Young Master, what do you mean?
Do you think I asked Heishalou to assassinate you?"
While exclaiming, Zhao Zhongxing retreated. Although his body was tall and strong, his speed was not slow.
Zhao Zhongxing retreated, Chen Zong advanced, his sword swept through the air, and there was a faint sound of sharp birdsong that echoed around.
"So fast!" The other deacons of the Seventh Sword Tower around were shocked. Originally, they didn't pay much attention to Chen Zong, but now they realized that he was worthy of being a genius and worthy of being a disciple of the sect. He was indeed a very important person.
"Deacon Zhao, if you dare to do something, you must dare to do it. You just want to be in charge of the Seventh Sword Tower." Chen Zong swung his sword away quickly and spoke, his voice as cold as cold water and as sharp as a sword.
"Young poster, you are wronging me. Who doesn't know that when the poster was alive, I assisted him wholeheartedly and never had any second thoughts." Zhao Zhongxing complained for himself while continuing to retreat: "Young poster, please stop quickly.
Otherwise, I will only be offended."
"Just give it a try." Chen Zong was unmoved.
"In that case, Mr. Zhao, you're welcome." Zhao Zhongxing was secretly happy, but pretended to be sad and angry. He paused and slapped his palm.
At this time, Zhao Zhongxing and Chen Zong were already thousands of meters away from the six building owners.
The seven owners of the Seven Sword Tower are all masters of swords, but others do not necessarily use swords. For example, Zhao Zhongxing has learned everything in his palms. His thick palms are like millstones blasting the air.
To Chen Zong.
"This..." Liu Chengyi was about to draw his sword.
"Wait." Feng Pingsheng stopped him and stared at Chen Zong closely.
Chen Qingyao subconsciously twisted her hands together, her face full of worry.
A powerful soul, super perception, and spiritual awareness that can only be mastered by the extraordinary realm, these are not possessed by the other party. In addition, the accumulation and precipitation in the previous world have unparalleled advantages. All combined, let
Chen Zong could see at a glance the flaws in the opponent's palm technique, there were dozens of them.
Following the flaw, he struck out with his sword, and the millstone-like palm prints immediately disintegrated.
This scene made several sword tower masters startled, and Zhao Zhongxing was even more shocked.
He is at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but his opponent is only at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Even if he is a sect disciple, he cannot be his opponent.
"Young poster has great skills. In this case, I can only show off a little more of my skills, Old Zhao." Zhao Zhongxing was secretly shocked but laughed loudly, sounding like he was competing with Chen Zong.
After the words fell, Zhao Zhongxing's palm turned red, as if there was a blazing fire, and the fiery aura suddenly spread out. This palm used 30% of Zhao Zhongxing's power.
Amidst the roar, Zhao Zhongxing clapped his palm and approached Chen Zong. At the moment when he was about to hit Chen Zong, the fiery red breath condensed on his arm and turned into a red python. The head of the snake was the palm, and the palm was the mouth of the snake. It was blazing.
Red light spits out like a snake core.
The eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm: True Qi Condensation!
"Stop!" Liu Chengyi's expression suddenly changed, and his figure rushed out.
Feng Pingsheng also drew his sword in an instant.
Zhao Zhongxing previously suppressed his strength, and at the moment when the clinker was approaching Chen Zong with his palm, he mobilized his ten successful powers to exert all his strength, pushing the Dacheng Red Refining Palm to the extreme. Even a lump of hundred-refined steel would be hit in an instant.
Broken into pieces, let alone a human body, it was clearly meant to kill Chen Zong.
However, a distance of several thousand meters cannot be crossed in an instant, and water far away cannot save a fire nearby.
"Kill him." There was uncontrollable excitement in Zhao Qixing's eyes, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.
As long as Chen Qingzong is killed, the position of the Lord of the Seventh Sword Tower will belong to his father, and everything left by Chen Zhenghong will also be his, and Chen Qingyao will also become his woman.
Zhao Qixing couldn't help but feel hot all over when he thought about the scene of Chen Qingyao's delicate body being pressed beneath him.
Just when Chen Zong was about to be hit to death by Zhao Zhongxing's red palm, they saw Chen Zong's figure jumping and dashing. Suddenly, everyone seemed to see an ape jumping with incomparable dexterity.
In the woods, there was a sudden change, turning into a vigorous cheetah running rapidly in the wilderness. The sudden change made people slightly startled.
Zhao Zhongxing felt that there was no one under his palm, so he quickly swung his palm horizontally, but failed again.
"The Feihong is without a trace..."
There seemed to be an erratic sound floating from the sky and reaching my ears, with an endless aftertaste.
A flash of white light was sharp, slicing the sky, but it was erratic and its trajectory was hard to find.
Zhao Zhongxing was shocked and quickly waved his palms to resist. His steps slipped back, but he couldn't avoid it.
With a sneer, the white light passed over Zhao Zhongxing's neck and then dissipated, as if it had never appeared before. Chen Zong's figure also appeared a few meters behind Zhao Zhongxing, with the Baihong Sword pointing diagonally at the ground, the cold light like water.
Zhao Zhongxing stood still, keeping his palms waving, motionless, but his bright eyes slowly faded, and a thin mark appeared on his neck, which was scarlet and shocking.
"This..." The masters of the sword tower who were chasing after them all paused and their pupils shrank.
"No...impossible..." Zhao Zhongxing lowered his palm and brushed his neck with one hand. He only felt a little wet. He raised his palm and put it in front of his dim eyes. He saw a trace of scarlet, which was very dazzling.
He staggered back two steps and then fell down. The sound was like beating a drum and the dust was flying.
"Dad..." At this point, Zhao Qixing's sweet dream was shattered. He woke up instantly and rushed over with a loud roar, but Zhao Zhongxing had no breath and was already dead.
"You are a murderer, you actually killed my father." Zhao Qixing glared at Chen Zong with his scarlet eyes, filled with hatred: "I will fight with you."
Despite this, Zhao Qixing did not move because a sword as cold as water was pressed against his face.
"My dear nephew, why are you doing this?" Feng Pingsheng looked ugly.
Others also looked ugly. After all, Zhao Zhongxing was from the Seven Swords Tower, not an ordinary member, but the chief deacon.
There are seven building owners and seven great deacons in the Seven Swords Tower. The death of any one of them is not a trivial matter.
"Zhao Qixing, tell me everything you know. If not, I will chop off your fingers and toes one by one, chop off your arms and legs, cut off your mouth, nose and ears, and slice them off."
If you put an adult stick into an urn, you will not be able to survive but die." Chen Zong did not answer Feng Pingsheng's words, but said to Zhao Qixing.
The tone was calm, and under the influence of the powerful soul, it penetrated the other party's mind.
Speaking harsh words in a calm tone is invisibly mixed with the influence of powerful soul fluctuations, which directly penetrates the opponent's mind. Only a soul with a strong enough tenacity and strong will can resist this method, which Zhao Qixing obviously does not have.
Not to mention Zhao Qixing, even other experts around him, such as Feng Pingsheng, couldn't help but feel their scalps numb and their whole bodies cold, as if this was really going to happen.
Zhao Qixing was so frightened that he peed. The smell of urine made people frown.
"Don't... I don't want to be made into a human being..." Zhao Qixing cried.
In the first breath, he was full of hatred and wanted to fight Chen Zong, but in the next breath, tears and snot flew from his nose. His mind and spirit were crushed by Chen Zong's words.
"Say!" The word was like thunder.
"I said...I said everything...it was the killer that my father found to get rid of you. As long as you are eliminated, the position of the master of the Seventh Sword Tower will be in my father's pocket, and everything left by Chen Zhenghong will also be in his pocket.
They are all ours, and Chen Qingyao will also become my woman..." Zhao Qixing was frightened and said it all. Before he could finish speaking, Bai Hongjian had already pierced his throat and killed him with one strike.
The six building owners, including Feng Pingsheng, and the other deacons were all extremely horrified, especially Feng Pingsheng, whose face was so cold and cold that it was shocking.
From Zhao Zhongxing's reaction and Zhao Qixing's words, it can be confirmed that Zhao Zhongxing has indeed found the killer of the Black Kill Tower to kill Chen Qingzong. In this way, he will have a great chance to take charge of the Seventh Sword Tower and obtain the Baihong Sword left by Chen Zhenghong.
And Feihong Sword Technique and everything.
In addition, there is another point, that is, the decisiveness and unruliness represented by Chen Zong made Feng Pingsheng feel that his dignity was damaged, but he was not allowed to break out.
"Zhao Zhongxing and his son were ambitious and deserved their death, but this news is blocked and cannot be spread outside." Feng Pingsheng suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and anger, took a deep breath, and announced in a solemn voice: "Chen Qingzong has outstanding talent and strength, and he is qualified and capable to serve as the third general.
Lord of the Seven Swords Tower, what do you think?"
"Good." Liu Chengyi nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"It's really good to be able to kill Zhao Zhongxing, but you can avoid the test." The master of the Second Sword Tower said.
Following the general trend, Chen Zong took charge of the Seventh Sword Tower.