After all, the Jindao Corpse is not a living person. After suffering the loss of incomplete will, the dust seemed to settle down. This starving monster was killed by Cheng Zhiyuan with a sword.

The huge golden sword hit the ground, triggering not only a heavy sound, but also a hideous laughter coming from not far away.

Cheng Zhiyuan's breath fell, like a river flowing downward. He took a deep breath and turned around and saw an exquisite bronze chariot.

The young man in purple sat upright on the chariot, clapping his hands, with an interest... and a slightly hideous smile.

"It's wonderful, it's really a little skillful, otherwise I can't kill the corpse I sent out. You don't have the breath of the Holy Sect on you, and you are not a disciple of the Holy Sect."

The purple-clothed boy had a light flash in his eyes: "This is easy to deal with. After all, the Holy Sect disciples are still a little worried about killing them, but if they are not from the Holy Sect disciples, then if I kill you, I will be under no psychological pressure."

"Don't worry about the saint's disciples' revenge. This is a god-given opportunity for me."

He stood up, raised his head, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hands as if he wanted to embrace the big dark sky.

Cheng Zhiyuan exhaled again, his face pale: "Who are you? What are you talking about?"

The Sword Prophet Boy sat on Cheng Zhiyuan's head with a very solemn expression.

The young man in purple opened his eyes and slowly lowered his head, his tone as if he was a high god, admonishing and judging mortals.

That kind of pride and honor, and that kind of arrogance, are things that people in the world cannot disobey.

“Hey….”

He suddenly sighed:

"You rootless ant dares to steal my chances and the fortunes of the Holy Sect. Do you know how much sin you have committed?"

Cheng Zhiyuan thought that it seemed that it was our first time meeting with each other, and it meant that it was a big brother that I would not know you at all.

But now, in order to figure out where this peacock (proud ghost) came from, or listen to it and don’t speak.

The purple-clad boy Yu Qinglin continued his "performance":

"The Yellow Emperor's Cypress Tree disappeared like this, and all this is because of you. Because of your appearance, the world will be no longer peaceful, because of you, wars in this world will start again."

He pointed to the sky with one hand and slowly poked Cheng Zhiyuan: "If it weren't for you, I would have obtained Huangdi Bai, and the Night Gate could have become the only national saint in the world. For three thousand years, my Night Gate would have become the emperor.

Next, under the dark sky, the only commander.”

"All the kings under the heavens are kings. At that time, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of Chu, the Northern Ghost Fang Quanrong, the Western White Emperor Shaohao, and the Eastern Tian Qi Yuansheng, these unjust people must come to pay homage to the Emperor Zhou, and even more so.

Meet my night gate saint!"

"Otherwise, those who do not follow will be killed!"

He held his palm with a sense of fanaticism, but soon returned to hideousness and pain, and another great sadness appeared.

"But now, it is because of you, the world has lost the opportunity to enjoy peace. You are extremely sinful and can't be written. You should be killed! Skin peeling and cramping, crushing bones and ashes. Even so, it is difficult to redeem your sins!"

As he spoke, he suddenly started to cry, but it was not pitiful, but instead gave people a sense of horror and thriller.

Cheng Zhiyuan probably understood what this guy was saying, and was even more shocked by the origin of the crooked old tree!

That's actually Huangdi Cypress!

No wonder it would be great to stay under a tree for a hundred days, but...!

Cheng Zhiyuan understood the causes and consequences. He looked cold on the spot and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that you were kicked by a donkey in the brain and your mistake, which has nothing to do with me?"

I’m so sorry, it was sent by Emperor Jun!

"Of course it's relevant!"

The boy in purple returned to calmness, stabilized his emotions, and spoke slowly, with a kind of disappointment:

"If it weren't for your appearance, nothing would have been like this."

He pointed not far away, two of the stone men fell there, not knowing life and death.

Cheng Zhiyuan's face suddenly changed, and the young man in purple said: "You see, evil, evil, if you don't have your appearance, everything will develop in a good way, and they will not die."

"Among the Holy Sect disciples who entered Huang Lizhiyuan, I will first get the Huangdi cypress tree. At the same time, I will shock all the unjust people. After returning to the world, no matter what the other Holy Sect disciples get, they will no longer be able to return to heaven.

There is no way to fight me!"

"The Yellow Emperor's cypress tree invited back by King Mu of Zhou is here for those who are virtuous. Whoever gets this tree will be the real person who will belong to the destiny of heaven!"

He suddenly sighed wildly and frenziedly, and slapped the car chair with great hatred: "Huangdi Xuanyuan is here, I will kill this son to correct the world and clear light!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned, then cursed, thinking to himself that this person turned out to be a lunatic?

Where did the middle school boy come from?!

Cheng Zhiyuan let out a breath, rubbed his eyebrows, and then yelled solemnly: "You are worthy of calling the name of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi?"

The young man in purple suddenly lowered his head, and then his body instantly disappeared from the spot!

A short halberd appeared in his palm, which was painted black, as if dyed ink, and it seemed to be made up of gathering the evil spirits of the world. When the short halberd appeared, the temperature of the entire Shayuan seemed to drop inexplicably.

A little bit!

The speed was extremely fast. Cheng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank and he jumped backward. However, the young man in purple missed a blow, but he still followed him like a shadow and bit him directly!

"Through! It's momentum!"

The sword prodigy looked at the purple-clothed boy in front of him. The enemy's eyebrows shone brightly in his forehead. The momentum brought on the short halberd turned out to be "mountain flowing clouds"!

The clouds and smoke flow like water and sand on the short halberd, waving the general trend, with a kind of burning heat!

"The tall building is shocking!"

He raised his short halberd, the smoke and clouds were wrapped around, and the water and sand plate rolled. In Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, a sword shadow appeared, and he moved five steps in a row. He narrowly avoided the attack, but the clothes in front of him were torn a gap!

"The first move."

The young man in purple laughed with a kind of contempt and cruelty: "It turns out that he didn't even enter the first realm. Now, little beast, you're dead, but I won't let you die comfortably

, It's not good to kill your life with one sword and one halberd, it will make you die too happily."

"First ten moves, cut off your flesh, then ten moves, pick your tendons, and finally ten moves, your limbs will be cut off, and then, there will be no need for ten moves, put them under the scorching sun

Exposing the sun and letting you bleed to death, it seems to be a good choice."

"Or Lingchi, bit by bit, cut three thousand moves, each move carries a stream of flesh and blood, but it can't make you die. After all, you have caused such a disaster and dare to be an enemy in the world!

”

"Oh, I forgot, you can do your best to fight me. After all, you just dealt with so many things, and now you must be out of tune. But even if you are in good condition, you can't be my opponent.

”

"You ant who is only worthy of being crushed to the ground and being crushed to death, dare to climb onto the stone tablet to peek at the nine heavens. You are so ruthless that you will die!"

As he spoke, he became extremely angry again, gritted his teeth, and even felt a little nervous. Cheng Zhiyuan took a deep breath, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he silently recited the horoscope in his heart.

It is better not to come because of the hustle and bustle of the world.

It was when the sword was about to be swung, and the young man in purple suddenly said in a strange tone: "Also, do you know that your life has been cut off by me."

Cheng Zhiyuan's whole body suddenly froze.

The young man in purple looked at him and smiled and said, "I have cut off my life, and human life will disappear like flowing water. It's just a curse. I see that your sword has a powerful form, but it cannot condense its momentum.

Don't worry, you won't need this thing in the future."

"My curse will not be broken as long as the dark sky is still there."

His short halberd swung, and the powerful "power" rushed towards Cheng Zhiyuan like a sea of ​​rushing!

What is most likely to cause conflict in the world is power and profit. For the sake of opportunity and treasure, one can kill each other and betray each other and betray one's faith.

"Snobbery causes people to fight, but the heirs will kill each other."
Chapter completed!