The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then laughed wildly.

"Haha, boy, are you brainless? You guys dare to take me down? Wait until I kill them, and then torture you." The middle-aged man smiled coldly, and then took action decisively. The target was Wen Ren Zongheng, who was dying next to Chen Qingyang.

But just as the middle-aged man took action, an endless murderous intent enveloped him, causing his body to tremble violently, and he stood there in a terror-faced face, not daring to move.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The middle-aged man shouted in a trembling voice, his pupils widened to the extreme, and the sickle of the god of death had actually hit his throat.

At this moment, everyone discovered that there was a black shadow behind the middle-aged man. As long as the dagger in the black shadow passed by gently, the middle-aged man could splatter blood on the spot.

Seeing this scene, everyone except Chen Qingyang showed an incredible expression. The black shadow seemed to appear out of thin air, and even the warrior at the level of the transformation of strength did not notice it.

"Say, does the Tianxie Sect still exist?" Chen Qingyang asked without any emotion, his eyes filled with trembling murderous intent.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth hard, his eyes instantly turned to Chen Qingyang, and said, "I will accept my fate today!"

The middle-aged man knew that the man could appear quietly on his back, and his strength was definitely not something he could resist.

"Say, does the Tianxie Gate still exist?"

The same sentence, but the voice is obviously colder and more ruthless.

"Don't think about knowing any news about Tianxie Sect from me. Boy, just wait for Tianxie Sect to take revenge in crazy ways! Haha!"

The middle-aged man laughed a few times, suddenly bit the poisonous fangs hidden in his mouth, and black blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body collapsed weakly.

No one expected that the middle-aged man was so determined that he would bite his poisonous fangs without giving Chen Qingyang and the others any chance to react.

Just as the middle-aged man collapsed, he suddenly opened his eyes, kicked his feet hard, and grabbed Chen Qingyang's throat with his sharp claws.

"Go to die!"

His face was extremely ferocious. This was the last counterattack of the middle-aged man before his death, and he was simply unpredictable.

Before everyone could even react, the middle-aged man's claws were less than three centimeters away from Chen Qingyang's throat.

Chen Qingyang looked at the middle-aged man who was purging him expressionlessly, and he didn't even frown.

Seeing that the middle-aged man's sharp claws were about to tear Chen Qingyang's throat, his body suddenly stopped in place. There was a blood mark on his throat at some point, and the blood could not stop spraying on the ground.

The middle-aged man covered his neck with his hands, roaring in pain, and with an angry and unwilling look, he fell to the ground with a bang and gradually lost his vitality.

A warrior who transformed the power died in front of him was still unbelievable. When they wanted to see the shadow of the middle-aged man clearly, they suddenly realized that he had disappeared from the spot, as if he had never appeared.

"Chen... Chen Qingyang, who was that one just now?" Shen Haojun mustered up the courage to ask, but when he saw Chen Qingyang's eyes at this moment, his body subconsciously trembled.

It was a look that seemed to come from the demon of hell.

Chen Qingyang did not respond to Shen Haojun's inquiry. He slowly walked to the corpse. Looking at the totem tattoo on the corpse's wrist, his brows couldn't help but frown.

"Take the body away and burn it, don't leave any trace." Chen Qingyang turned around and said, looking at Chen Haojun.

Although it was somewhat inconsistent with the regulations to burn the killer's body without authorization, Chen Haojun still nodded.

"Also, I don't want anyone other than you to know everything you see today. It's better to forget it completely." As he said that, Chen Qingyang's cold gaze glanced at everyone.

"Don't worry, our magic sword will definitely keep its mouth shut. Even if the superior asks, there will be no news." Chen Haojun patted his chest and promised.

Zhao Tianhu and others also nodded repeatedly. At this moment, they could no longer regard Chen Qingyang as an ordinary young man. When they thought of the black shadow that looked like an evil charm, they would subconsciously feel fear in their hearts, which was caused by the weak's fear of the strong.

Chen Qingyang's eyes immediately fell on Wen Ren Zongheng's two siblings. Wen Ren Zongheng's injuries were very serious. If Wen Ren Qingwu hadn't supported him by the side, he would have no strength to stand up.

But even so, he still stubbornly looked up at Chen Qingyang, his eyes full of complexity.

At this time, Wen Ren Zongheng truly realized the power of the black shadow behind Chen Qingyang, a master who could easily torture and kill the martial artist, even his father Wen Renbo would not dare to offend him easily.

Who would have thought that Wen Ren Zongheng would dare to ridicule and threaten Chen Qingyang like this last night? If Wen Renbo knew about it, he might have rushed to Haicheng to beat him up and then apologized to Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang ignored Wen Ren Zongheng's complicated gaze, and he slowly walked to Wen Ren Qingwu, and his originally cold eyes also calmed down.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Wenren Qingwu asked with concern.

"I'm fine, don't be so willful in the future." Chen Qingyang said with a smile barely.

Wen Ren Qingwu's eyes turned red again, and he nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand. It's all my fault that I insisted on holding this concert, which almost made everyone lose their lives. Brother Yang, from now on, I will quit the entertainment industry and never become a star again."

Wen Ren Qingwu's voice was very resolute. Obviously, she had thought it clearly for a long time, and it was not an impulse.

Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Wen Ren Qingwu to make such a major decision. He then smiled bitterly and said, "There is no need for this. Your singing is extremely contagious. It would be a pity not to sing. But you'd better stay at home during this period and wait until the danger passes."

Wen Ren Qingwu nodded without any hesitation and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Brother Yang."

Wen Ren Zongheng felt very uncomfortable when he watched his sister be so well-behaved and obedient in front of Chen Qingyang, but he was powerless to stop all this.

"Your name is Wenren Zongheng, right?" Chen Qingyang turned his words and suddenly looked at Wenren Zongheng beside him.

Wen Ren Zongheng nodded slightly and forced himself to look at Chen Qingyang, but Chen Qingyang always felt an inexplicable sense of oppression on his body, which made him feel a little breathless.

"I don't guarantee whether they will send someone to kill you, so today, it's best to take your sister out of Haicheng." Chen Qingyang said.

The dispatch of an international top sniper Earl has left the entire Divine Sword Special Forces helpless, but what everyone unexpectedly did not expect was that there was a martial artist in the power. There was no doubt that the other party had never thought of letting Wen Ren Qingwu leave Haicheng alive.
Chapter completed!