Chen Zhuo did not move to block the shot.
Because the target of this shot was not Luo Yi at all.
Death Shichen threw out the silver spear in his hand. The silver spear was carried by wind and thunder. The tip of the spear seemed to pierce the air. There were extremely obvious arcs tearing the airflow on the upper and lower sides of the spear tip.
The killing power of this shot is very high.
Even Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes, this little brother is not simple.
It seems that after the dead man Chen came back from the Eternal Secret Realm, his cultivation level has improved again.
Luo Yi also noticed the movement of this shot, which was moving very quickly, like a meteorite falling to the ground from the sky.
After landing, a large amount of dust exploded, creating a large crater several meters deep.
At least hundreds of people around him were killed by the aftermath of this shot.
In the pit, the silver spear nailed three people to death like it was piercing a candied haws.
A monk at the seventh level of the Fusion Realm, and two at the peak of the Soul Condensation Realm.
At this moment, Luo Yi suddenly felt that the growing heaviness in his body suddenly dissipated.
Luo Yi looked at the other end of the bridge from a distance, looking in the direction where the dead man Chen was standing.
"It's him……"
Death Shichen also turned his head and looked at Luo Yi from afar.
However, the two people's eyes only met for a moment, and then Chen turned his head and left with Shen.
Chen Zhuo scratched his chin with one hand, while the other hand was still controlling the twelve silver needles, ruthlessly harvesting human lives.
Chen Zhuo took two steps forward, squatted on the ground, held the feather arrow nailed to the ground with one hand, and pulled it out with all his strength.
Chen Zhuo groaned.
"Still tight?"
Chen Zhuo simply used both hands. Without his control, the twelve silver needles suddenly fell to the ground...
Chen Zhuo clenched the feathered arrow with both hands and kicked his feet on the ground, like pulling a carrot. His expression was extremely exaggerated, and his neck turned red.
Chu Yi had never participated in the war. She stood at this end of the bridge, quietly watching Chen Zhuo fall ill.
With his strength, why would he need to work so hard?
It's just that Chu Yi has never been able to see through him. At first, he thought he was quite mysterious, at least a little bit unpredictable.
After that, I rarely talked to him at all.
Because Chu Yi felt that he was sick, absolutely sick.
My brain... must be not very good.
Chen Zhuo grinned, as if he had used all his strength to suck, and finally pulled out the arrow.
But thinking that he had used too much force, Chen Zhuo pulled the arrow out from the bridge, staggered back a few steps, and finally fell directly onto his butt.
Chen Zhuo took a breath of air, rubbed his butt with one hand and muttered something unknown, and opened the envelope with great dexterity with the other hand.
Chu Yi looked at Chen Zhuo sitting on the ground and rubbing his butt in an imageless manner. She couldn't help sighing and shaking her head, and she looked elsewhere.
You can't look at it, the disease might be contagious.
But at this moment, Chen Zhuo, who was "sick" over there, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and then drew two fingers together in front of him.
In an instant, the twelve silver needles suddenly became manic.
It flew up from the ground and killed dozens of people in an instant!
Chen Zhuo's face was surprisingly solemn. He was still sitting on the ground, but when Chu Yi turned around, he had disappeared...
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The top of that unknown mountain.
Jiang Lang looked a little pale.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth vigorously and said angrily: "Huo Yushan! Are you crazy?!"
Not far away, the green shirt was not very comfortable either.
His face was turning blue and white, but he still stood in place with a very high-level demeanor, holding his thumb in one hand and pressing it on his lower abdomen, and the other hand behind his back.
The feeling of cold air invading the body is not pleasant, let alone the cold domain of the Jiang family leader?
That is Huo Yushan. If it had been anyone else, he would have been an ice sculpture at this time.
Huo Yushan forced down the cold air that had been rushing around in his body. He sneered and said, "Are you scared?"
A stream of blood suddenly flowed from Jiang Lang's cuffs, flowing down his palms and onto the ground.
Huo Yushan's Domain of Wind is no joke.
The sharpness of the wind blade was almost comparable to that of an immortal weapon.
Even though Jiang Lang still looks like a jade tree, there are actually more than a dozen small wounds under his sleeves and clothes.
Although the wound is not big, it cannot be stopped and cannot be healed.
Because the wound left by Huo Yushan's wind blade was extremely difficult to treat, if Jiang Lang had time to sit down and adjust his breathing carefully, he could heal the wound.
Otherwise, just keep holding on like this.
Obviously, Huo Yushan would not give him this opportunity.
Otherwise, Jiang Lang wouldn't be so angry.
"Huo Yushan, you really made me anxious. At worst, we will fall into trouble together!"
"Let's see who dies first!"
Jiang Lang's eyes showed a fierce light, and the rabbit bit someone when he was anxious, let alone the head of the Jiang family who was in the Return to Void Realm?
Huo Yushan's reluctance really made Jiang Lang really angry.
Huo Yushan twitched the corners of his lips, "Are you so capable? You're already here, and you're hiding from me, but you don't dare to fight to the death?"
"Aren't you embarrassed that you fell into this situation together?"
"The maids who serve tea and water in my house are more bloody than you!"
Jiang Lang's face turned pale, he pointed at Huo Yushan, his fingers trembled slightly, and he said three good words in a row.
"Huo Yushan! You forced me to do this!"
The playfulness in Huo Yushan's eyes suddenly dissipated. Jiang Lang was, after all, a veritable Returner to the Void Realm.
Don't be careless.
Even if you scold, the main thing is to see the truth behind the scenes.
Although Huo Yushan said that he would fight for Jiang Lang's life, they were both heads of the family after all, and they could not get into such trouble now.
only……
Between the two of them, someone was definitely going to be seriously injured.
Maybe, he will really fall into trouble.
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Yingling County.
Yingling County is the closest county to the imperial capital of the Luo Dynasty. It is so named that it naturally has its own explanation.
It is said that in the previous dynasty, there was a general named Chen who was born and died here.
He went through three hundred and fifteen battles in his life, large and small, without any defeat.
In the end, the monarch of that dynasty posthumously named him an unprecedented heroic commander.
Even after his death, he still wanted to use his reputation to shock the country.
This Yingling County got its name from this.
At this moment, at the boundary marker of Yingling County, a tall woman stood here.
It was none other than the female head of the Fang family, Fang Jinyuan.
It seemed that she was going to Shigang County, but for some unknown reason, she stopped moving forward after arriving at the boundary monument of Yingling County.
She squinted and looked forward, her expression solemn.
After a while, Fang Jinyuan said: "You, Yinfeng Tower, are also planning to get involved?"
There was silence all around, and there was a bamboo forest in front of him. The only answer to Fang Jinyuan was the sound of falling leaves.
Fang Jinyuan was silent for a long time, then spoke again: "What benefits did Luo Tianchen give you?"
"My Fang family will give you three times."
This time, Fang Jinyuan finally got an answer.
"I didn't want to take action either, but they gave me too much."
Chen Mo suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jinyuan. He spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face.
