"Want to die?"

The voice was clear and not mixed with anger, just asking simply.

Before Jianfeng, Chen Wanning's face turned pale!

He did not block the sword for Han Chupeng, but when Zou Shizong took action, he had already flew down and tried to stop him.

But when they landed here, Zou Shizong was dead, and the sword came to the front again and had to block it.

Chen Wanning was also shocked by the other party's momentum. The sharpness in the black-robed swordsman's eyes made him restless and dared not stand in front of the sword. But after a moment of silence, he still put away the inkstone and said in a deep voice:

"Thunder Cliff cannot kill anyone, you have broken the rules."

"coax--"

The words made the monks up and down the round building finally return to their gods, and a noisy speech sounded:

"What's going on?"

"What a quick sword!"

"How many swords are this?"

"Is this sword immortal really the original legend of the old sword god..."

...

Amazement, astonishment, and confusion continued.

Bao Xiangyang, who was standing on the third floor, came to his senses and was amazed by the swordsman's swordsman's skills, but he also understood that what Chen Wanning said was not false.

The immortal market cannot kill people. It is an iron rule that is commonly used in Jiuzhou. If major wealthy families want to enter the market to do business, they must first admit this rule. Even if the young master of the wealthy family kills someone, he can be punished, otherwise it will be messed up. No matter how big the background is, today's affairs will not be settled.

Zuo Lingquan naturally knew the rules of practicing the path, but he also had his own rules. He pointed at Chen Wanning with cold eyes:

"He first had the intention of killing me and put his ideas on the two girls beside me. Do you think I'm a bad rule?"

Chen Wanning discovered that there was an old swordsman on the third floor of the Round Tower - "Black Cliff Sword Ghost" Chu Yi came - his aura became stronger and he said solemnly:

"There are immortal masters in the market. No matter how hard Han Chupeng is to kill people, he dare not kill people in the market. You are breaking the rules by killing people directly; even if you beat them with only one breath, this matter is reasonable today..."

Han Chupeng's face was bloodless. He knew that he was not his opponent. He was afraid that the madman would kill him directly, so he hurriedly said:

"Yes, no matter what I think, I can't kill people here. No matter how poisonous I think, I will destroy you and block the grass outside. As for these two girls, I remind my subordinates not to hurt them by mistake. No matter what I think, I cannot force abduct women in the market. I can't stop them from leaving by ferry. Everyone knows this. If I don't say that I fall to Jianshan, even Juejian Cliff and Zixiao City, I will not be able to ignore the rules I set, so how can you kill people in the market?"

The monks watching had different eyes. Although they understood that Han Chupeng had a murderous intention and some dirty thoughts, they deserved to be killed when they were kicked to death in the market. However, in the market, Han Chupeng did not have the courage to kill him. At most, he forced the person outside to kill him. Zuo Lingquan killed someone here and did cross the line.

"I repeatedly advise you not to be impulsive. You should act first. We are all practitioners. We must understand that if you draw the sword, you will be self-conceited. Draw the sword first to have a murderous intention. In my eyes, it is a battle between life and death. If you can't beat it, then you will explain that you don't want to kill people. Why should I believe it?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his long sword and pointed at Chen Wanning's eyebrows:

"The two of them drew their swords against me just now, and they had a life-and-death battle. They should have left two lives and the remaining accounts were settled outside the market. You just intervened, and I thought you were slow to react and didn't see the situation clearly. If you dare to intervene, you should make up for his other life. Don't blame me for being unreasonable."

As soon as this said, the two guards next to him who had no time to draw their swords suddenly changed and they quickly let go of their hands.

In the round building, everyone was surprised. I really didn't expect that this black-robed sword immortal had such a tough personality and did not compromise at all. Killing one was not enough. He had to kill the two of them. Isn't this looking for a cut?

Han Chupeng was afraid that Chen Wanning would really get out of the way and wanted to retreat, but he knew that he couldn't escape, so his face turned pale and he didn't dare to speak again.

As a merchant, Chen Wanning would not die for Han Chupeng, but he could not really get out of the way. Han Chupeng died in his territory. The fall of Jianshan would definitely settle the score after the autumn. It is impossible to say whether the black-robed swordsman could withstand it, and his Duobaotan would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Chen Wanning was in a dilemma, and at this moment he could only look at the old swordsman on the third floor.

The Black Cliff Sword Ghost Chu Yi is the gate god of Thunder Cliff. He should be in charge, but he hasn't figured out who this black robe swordsman is yet to figure out who this black robe swordsman is.

When he came here, the person had already killed him and could not be resurrected. When he went out at this time, if the other party was a junior of an old friend or a direct descendant of the Immortal Lord, he would offend him no matter how he dealt with it, he wanted to wait for the black-robed swordsman to take a step back and negotiate a solution in private.

But the black-robed swordsman below is not an ordinary horizontal line.

Seeing that Chen Wanning didn't speak, Zuo Lingquan's eyes were slightly cold:

"I count to three. One!"

“Buzz…”

Many monks in Duobaotan were noisy and felt that the matter was too big. Some advised Chen Wanning not to meddle in other people's business, and some advised Zuo Lingquan to think twice before doing it.

Zuo Lingquan naturally won’t listen to this.

He dared to kill people in the fairy market. The worshipers here did not dare to kill him rashly without knowing his identity. It was really impossible to beat him, and at worst he could sit down and talk.

"two!"

"this……"

"Brother Chen, you are looking for death! Get out of here..."

...

Everyone in Duobaotan saw that Zuo Lingquan had decided to kill, and Chen Wanning could not stop him at all. Even Bao Xiangyang spoke, persuading Chen Wanning not to care about this idiot.

But Chen Wanning doesn't care whether he can do it or not. This is his family business, and he will have to close tomorrow.

Chen Wanning looked anxiously at the third floor. If it weren't for the huge gap in identity, he had already started to curse and roared the Black Cliff Sword Ghost Chu Yi.

After all, Chu Yi was the entourage of Thunder Cliff. He could not explain it anymore. Seeing Zuo Lingquan pressing step by step, he couldn't even give him a step, even if he couldn't figure out the other party's identity, he couldn't hold it in and wanted to come forward to scold him.

But before Chu Yi's figure could move, he found a figure not far away.

The figure is an acquaintance, Huang Ji of Qianxing Island is probably also resting in the port, and he noticed the sword energy and came to take a look.

Huang Ji's expression was very strange, and he seemed to have something important to tell him.

Seeing this, Chu Yi asked first:

"Is this your junior?"

Huang Ji often came to Thunder Cliff and had a good relationship with Chu Yi, the steward who was in charge of Chu Yi. Seeing that Chu Yi wanted to go up to make peace, he couldn't help but remind him:

"No, I have nothing to do with Mr. Huang, just remind Brother Chu, you may not be able to afford to offend this sword fairy!"

What?

I can't afford to offend?!

Chu Yi was stunned.

I think that I was entrusted by major wealthy families and as a neutral sect, as a sect god on Thunder Cliff, and the authority I gave was to treat the sect equally, and could there be people who could not afford to offend?

Not to mention Hua Junzhou, even foreign forces such as Qianxing Island, Dongzhou and Nanjiao League, as long as they have interests in Hua Junzhou and their disciples make trouble on Thunder Cliff, he will punish him. The ancestor of the Styx and the Valkyrie of the East China cannot blame him. Who else in the world can't afford to offend him?

No, there is really, there are people from the Youying alien race who can't control it...

The original legend of the old sword god...

Chu Yi was shocked - the following thing is not really the first sword cultivator of the demon clan, right?

If so, Chu Yi himself is not far from death.

So he looked at Huang Ji, with a confused expression: "??"

Huang Ji couldn't figure out who the black-robed sword immortal below was, but he only knew that the skills of the person behind the black-robed sword immortal were so strong that he exceeded the understanding of the path of cultivation!

Huang Ji did not dare to say casually about the other party's actions of the dragon in the sea, so he could only shake his head slightly, indicating that this person's background was extraordinary, so it would be better not to rashly make friends.

“…”

Chu Yi, the Black Cliff Sword Ghost, was not sure about this, so hesitated. After all, it is better to die Han Chupeng than to know him. He was better to hit him and die on the iron plate. He was not afraid of ten thousand in the path of cultivation, but he was afraid of anything.

"three……"

Three sounds arrived in an instant.

Seeing that Chu Yi was really not ready to show his head, Chen Wanning made way for Han Chupeng without hesitation.

The monks looked shocked and didn't understand why they were not here to stay in the tribute, but they understood that Han Chupeng was dead today.

But what shocked everyone was that as soon as the word "three" of the black-robed sword immortal opened his mouth, a sword light lit up from Han Chupeng's hands.

Zuo Lingquan thought that Han Chupeng saw no one to protect him and wanted to fight to the death, but he didn't expect that Han Chupeng would hit a guard beside him with the momentum of thunder.

Swish-

The sword fell with his hands, and blood gushed.

Before the guard could understand what was going on, he fell to the ground with his body and head.

thump--

??

The monks in the audience looked stunned and confused, and they couldn't understand them at all.

Under the strong desire to survive, Han Chupeng turned his mind very quickly. He quickly retreated and drew his sword to protect him, and said anxiously:

"The two of you set out swords on you, leaving two lives, and you will have your life. If you settle the remaining accounts at the market, you will be unreasonable if you kill someone."

“…?!”

Everyone opened their mouths and looked strange, and they didn't know how to describe this bastard.

Xie Qiutao cursed:

"You dog, have a dog's face? Kill your own people to survive. You have been defeated by the thousand-year-old party of Luojian Mountain. Today, you are thrown away by you alone. If we don't kill you, Luojian Mountain, you will have to kill you!"
To be continued...