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Shen Qingyi had been prepared for a long time, a long sword appeared in his hand, and wanted to resist, but there was no time, before the sword was out of its sheath, Wu Mi had already slapped Shen Qingmu away with a palm, and stood in front of him, with his right hand pointing towards her Arm grabbing. .

"what!"

Shen Qingyi was so frightened that her face turned pale. Facing Wu Mi's claws, she had no choice but to let out a scream and close her eyes.

"Well?"

After waiting for a while, but before Wu Mi's claws came, there was a suffocating uh uh sound in front of him, Shen Qingyi opened his eyes with some doubts, looked forward, and couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

Wu Mi stood in front of him, his right hand was no more than half a foot away from him, and behind Wu Mi, stood a person, that person was grabbing his neck with his hands from behind Wu Mi, making it impossible for Wu Mi to stand in front of him. Go one step further.

That person was none other than Chen Dasheng.

The people present, including Liao Hong who was a little impatient just now and let Wu Mi take the first step, were all shocked by this weird scene. Liao Hong couldn't even believe his eyes. On Chen Dasheng's body, this young man actually captured Wu Mi, who was a martial saint, with his bare hands, and he held it in his hands like he was catching a chicken, he was not dreaming.

The huge force coming from his neck made Wu Mi feel a little suffocated. Although he turned his head, his spiritual sense could see who was holding his neck.

Being held by the neck like a chicken, no matter who it is, will feel that their dignity has been violated, and Wu Mi finds it unbearable.

"Bastard, get out!"

With a roar, Wu Mi punched Chen Dasheng's chest with a backhand. This blow came out with hatred, and it was actually intended to kill Chen Dasheng directly.

However, everything was in vain. The punch he swung failed to hit Chen Dasheng's body, but was caught by Chen Dasheng again.

"drink!"

Chen Dasheng directly lifted Wu Mi up, and Liao Hong, who had a lofty face, let out a soft shout, and exerted force with both hands.

"Shh!"

The sky is full of blood.

The little Taoist priests around were staggered by the scene in front of them, crying for their father and mother, backing away again and again, their eyes seemed to see a demon god, trembling all over, full of fear, and the Shen brothers and sisters were even more frightened. .

Wu Mi, one of the notorious two sages of Mangshan Mountain, was torn apart alive. Looking at the corpse on the ground, Liao Hong couldn't believe his eyes.

Liao Hong knew Wu Mi's strength very well. Although he was weaker than him, he was not much weaker. No matter how bad he was, he was still a martial saint. Even if he died like this, he was still easily torn apart. How strong should this young man be?

There was no blood splashed on his body. Chen Dasheng clapped his hands, as if he had done a very ordinary thing. He took out the photo of Chen Xiaoli and Nangongmu, looked up at Liao Hong, and said lightly, "Have you seen this Two people?"

"presumptuous!"

It was too arrogant. Seeing his junior brother being killed and the murderer still so arrogant, Liao Hong's face changed drastically, as if he was about to drip ink. Facing the photo in Chen Dasheng's hand, he stretched out his hand and flicked it without even looking at it. Where could the photo withstand Liao Hong's power, it immediately turned into debris and fell down in pieces.

Not only ruined the photo, Liao Hong acted first, jumped down the stone steps, and suddenly made a fuss, punching Chen Dasheng's chest fiercely.

"How brave!"

The photo was destroyed, Chen Dasheng's expression turned ugly for a moment, Liao Hong dared to attack him at this time, how could Chen Dasheng not be angry, and immediately punched Liao Hong.

"Boom!"

Fist and fist intersected, full of strength, Chen Dasheng's physical strength was as great as a fairy, Liao Hong, a monk in the middle stage of martial arts, could hold it, and flew back at a faster speed without any suspense.

"Oh!"

Liao Hong's ugly body fell on the plaque of Shuangsheng Temple, and the plaque was smashed directly. Liao Hong rolled to the ground, and then a carp stood up straight, with his right arm hanging on his shoulder like noodles, obviously useless.

The severe pain caused Liao Hong's complexion to become extremely tangled, making him look even uglier. He flipped his left hand, and a birdcage-like object appeared in his hand. Shocked, Liao Hong gave Chen Dasheng a sharp look, and lifted the cage directly. Throw it at Chen Dasheng.

"Shhhhh..."

The cage spun quickly and came straight to the top of Chen Dasheng's head. Chen Dasheng took a closer look, and there were several steel knives under the cage, shining with a gloomy cold light.

"Blood droplet?"

Chen Dasheng was a little astonished, this thing was actually the same as the blood droplet, a murder weapon in Chinese legends, but the thing in Wu Sheng's hands is obviously not an ordinary thing, it must be a magic weapon.

Although Yigao is bold, Chen Dasheng can underestimate the opponent's strength, but he dare not underestimate the power of the magic weapon, and he does not dare to be negligent at the moment. He used lightness kung fu to rise into the air, and kicked the blood droplet.

The blood drop is a very vicious weapon, it is specially used to cut off people's heads, Chen Dasheng dare not use his own head to stick it up, if it is a mundane thing, it's okay, this thing is a magic weapon refined by a martial sage, who knows how powerful it is .

Swish swish!

The blood drop seemed to have eyes, and it was extremely fast. Chen Dasheng kicked the air, and the blood drop flew to the top of his head.

Whoosh whoosh!

A drop of blood stood on top of Chen Dasheng's head, twirling crazily, and a whirlwind was formed between the gloomy knife-edges, a super strong suction locked Chen Dasheng, Chen Dasheng felt as if his head was being pulled by someone, and he slammed forward The blood droplet's knife was so powerful that he couldn't get away for a while.

"Humph!"

Chen Dasheng snorted coldly, he was too lazy to entangle with him, since he couldn't avoid him, he put it away, his mind power turned into a big hand, wrapped and locked the blood droplet, and with a thought, he put it into the universe in the bracelet.

"what?"

Suddenly losing contact with his magic weapon, Liao Hong's mind was severely injured, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. The body and mind were seriously injured, and Liao Hong soon collapsed to the ground. .

Liao Hong clutched his injured right arm and looked at Chen Dasheng in horror, "Which master are you from the Shaoyang sect? Can you name me? Although my two brothers are notorious, they have no grievances with Donghuashan." , Why did you call at the door and kill my junior brother instead of hurting my disciples?"

The current Liao Hong no longer had the arrogance just now, but was just frightened. The strength of this man was completely beyond his imagination. Liao Hong took Chen Dasheng as a person from Donghua Mountain for granted after hearing Shen Qingmu's briefing just now.

Fortunately, there is still a photo of the old lady in the phone. Chen Dasheng took out the phone, called up the photos, walked in front of Liao Hong, leaned over and put the phone screen in front of Liao Hong, "Did you see this in the past month?" people?"

His eyes fell on the mobile phone screen, and Liao Hong didn't know if he had looked carefully, so he shook his head violently after only two glances.

"Ask you one last time, have you ever seen this person?"

This is the only way to Shaoyang City. If the elder sister and the others run up the mountain without knowing the terrain and encounter this group of evil cultivators, it must be a disaster. Chen Dasheng frowned, and his voice suddenly increased a few times. decibel.

Liao Hong was taken aback by Chen Dasheng's suddenly louder voice. He could clearly feel the killing intent in Chen Dasheng's eyes. If he hesitated, Chen Dasheng would definitely kill him without hesitation.

After a quick look, Liao Hong shook his head after thinking for a while, "I've never seen it before. In the past two months, my junior brother and I have been refining alchemy in the temple, and we have never been out of the temple. Besides, others As soon as I heard the name of Mangshan, I walked around, who would rush up to die!"

"You are quite confident."

Chen Dasheng sneered, and when he heard Liao Hong say that he had never seen the old lady, he was not disappointed at all, but rather rejoiced, it seemed that the old lady and the others took a detour, and it was good that they didn't meet these two old monsters.

Faced with the threat of his life, Liao Hong couldn't laugh or cry. What kind of misfortune happened to him today? A master came out of nowhere and killed him if he didn't agree with him. These were all things they did in the past. Now it's really a turn of events. , he didn't even know why the other party beat and killed him. (To be continued.)