Zhanxian

As if verifying Yang Chen's thoughts, when Yang Chen just left Shuangyun Valley, he noticed the guys chasing the blockade around the front and back.

With a cold smile in his heart, Yang Chen still slowly managed to fly forward with the flying sword. No one saw that the little snake and scorpion on Yang Chen's body had disappeared.

Shh, a sword sword swept past the sound, Yang Chen's body hard and raw forced to stop. Two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, two of several people in the middle of the Cloud Valley.

There was no talk yet, and Yang Chen had a grin behind him. Yang Chen doesn't even have to look back to hear it. That's the demon gate woman in Fang Shi who watched Yang Chen cast her eyes.

In the air, a zombie appeared silently under his feet, like a silent leopard, beside the zombie appeared the demon disciple who controlled the zombie.

On the left, a demonic smell rushed to the sky, while on the right, it was a sudden slaughter, a pair of blood red eyes staring at Yang Chen, like a hungry wolf staring at food.

“Is everybody here?” Yang Chen looked at the guys who were slowly approaching him and smiled slightly: “It's a great place to kill people! ”

“Kid, we have nothing to do with it. Leave your golden bag, your flying sword, and roll as far away as you can.” A Taoist disciple across the street said harshly.

“What if I don't?” Yang Chen looked at the guy on the other side in his spare time and asked slowly.

“Then go to hell!” The person who talks changes his face and starts to do it when he talks. The flying sword flashed in his hand and flew towards Yang Chen.

Ding, a crisp noise, rang between Yang Chen and the talking guy. Some of the guys around here are stunned. What's going on?

As soon as this thought arose, people suddenly saw a gray tape. The long tape was like a living creature, ingenious and instantly rolled up the sword that had been attacked.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist disciple with his sword was shocked, and his mind was so moved that he wanted to retract the flying sword. However, the long grey strap is unusually flexible, wrapping the flying sword around it and not moving it.

Others saw the bad situation, shouted loudly, and released their own treasures. However, their pharmacopoeia had just left and their bodies were tight. When you set your eyes, it's a long band of the same color that wraps your body around it.

After wrapping around the bodies of these people, the long straps tightened, and the people screamed as they climbed in, all of a sudden unconscious. Whatever Pharaoh was, it landed in the air. Without the master's intellectual manipulation, it's all become something unmasterful. The zombie, which was still active, is now under a roll and cannot be moved.

Yang Chen simply took the flying sword and slowly fell from the air to the ground. And the elongated tape in the sky began to concentrate towards Yang Chen's side.

The elongated tape became Shu Kui's body, and he had just turned his body into its original form, turning his body into a thin thumb but thousands of lengths long, directly under the guard of those people, all caught.

He was very good at invisibility, and his repairs were much higher than those guys', and those people had been surrounded by Shu Kui's body, but they didn't know anything about it.

Blood demon vines quickly replaced Shu Kui's body, entangling a bunch of guys, not even zombies. Not long later, the drunk waited under the stimulus of Yang Chen, and woke up.

“If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed.” Several people were powerless by the blood demon vine. Listen to Yang Chen, all of them are cold. As Yang Chen spoke, he did not forget to communicate with that demon with God.

“I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are.” Yang Chen continued: “I just want to know one thing.” Paused, it seemed, to give these people some time to digest and remember, and then went on to ask: “I want to know who did this to someone who was hunting a woman the other day, it should be close by. ”

“I don't know!” Everyone revealed a desperate sense of remembrance. The first person to speak was the red-eyed magic trick, and even in such circumstances, he seemed not to be afraid.

Yang Chen frowned and suddenly found that the blood demon vine wrapped around the guy was somewhat unusual. Just as he was about to speak, the guy suddenly laughed, his figure rushed to the sky, and the blood demon vine wrapped around him was unknowingly unraveled by him, and even hid it from Yang Chen.

“District Blood Demon Vine, trying to get rid of me? My bloodshed is not a false name.” In the laughter, the whole body of Magic Fiction turned red, like a light, just flashing, and immediately disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

The sound of laughter had not yet landed, a loud bang had just flown away the bloody figure, flying back at a faster speed than when he left.

Man was still in the air, and the vines of several bloody demon vines crazily rolled him into the air, bursting deep into the bloody figure.

This time, Yang Chen did not leave him any more opportunity to directly start the Blood Demon Vine and start eating blood crazily. Just a few breaths away, the bloody figure turned into a bloody dry corpse in front of everyone's eyes, no longer alive.

“I really don't like people who don't cooperate.” Yang Chen didn't even look at the dry corpse again, but slowly said word for word to the rest of the people: “Anyone else want to run, just try. ”

The rest of the people were all shaking their heads after striving for fear. Yang Chen didn't tell them much. It was just a distraction of heart. The zombie was mentioned in front of Yang Chen by the blood demon vine.

“A hundred years of iron corpses, huh, rough technique, unstoppable.” Shake your head to judge, and no matter how ugly the corpse-controlled mojo's face looks, just say: “Since you can't talk, I won't leave you. ”

A loud, sour voice came from the iron corpse, and everyone looked at it, and found that the iron corpse was corroded by something very poisonous, and began to crash out a big hole. The murky voice is the corroded voice of a zombie.

Not long ago, a rigid iron corpse turned into a pus, flowing on the ground, and even corroded the ground out of a few tiny pits, which stopped the scary noise.

“My question, not again!” Yang Chen faces the rest of the guys again: "Whoever can tell me the news can live. If you don't know, then unfortunately, next year, today is your anniversary. ”

“I know some! Please don't kill me!” This time it was the beautiful witch who opened the door.

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