Walking Tall

Nianhua emperor fan looked at Zhitian and asked in a deep voice, "can you kill the golden steward?"

Zhitian regained his composure and said, "of course, it can't be so easy."

Nianhua emperor fan's mouth took a puff and said, "the golden steward's life is coming to an end after all. Maybe there is any accident?"

Zhitian said with a sneer: "the golden steward has long held Qi and blood, and his physical fitness will not decline with age. Moreover, he is a master of breaking the void. He has already seen himself and God is not bad. There is no hidden injury left on his body. It is only the law of nature that he will die. Even if I am against the golden steward, I don't dare to say that I can beat him to death! At most, it will consume his spirit and kill him in a hundred moves. "

People live a breath, this tone is the spirit, once the spirit is released, people will die.

The spirit of the golden steward has come to a time when he is about to lose his power. He is aware that his life span is only a few days. So he wants to kill Qi Kunlun, even if he can't kill him or leave a little wound.

"It seems that this plan is a failure." Nianhua emperor fan frowned.

"Qi Kunlun was not so easy to kill. His master, of course, was even more difficult to kill. You don't understand such a simple truth. " Zhitian said coldly.

Steward Jin died in vain. He was originally running for Qi Kunlun, but he met Lao Chen on the way. He tried to test his depth, but he drowned himself.

"Hello, children, are you not going home yet?"

During the discussion, a voice came over.

Zhitian ran away without saying a word. His figure leaped out like a black lightning bolt. He made a few strokes and disappeared.

A few slow reaction is to look up, see old Chen Bai bored lying on the top of the wall, some impatient looking at them.

"Go The corner of the mouth of Nianhua emperor fan took a slight puff, whispered, and left immediately.

Several masters also followed her to leave quickly, and did not dare to stay.

As he ran wildly, he thought to himself, "with my perception, even the leaves fall within a hundred meters. Moreover, I have already had the telepathy to avoid danger, but in this way, the old man can still be close to me quietly, even let me not notice, it is really terrible

"I can't stay here. If he catches up with him, I'm afraid there's only one way to die!"

Zhitian is running faster and faster. He doesn't want to stay in Fengcheng any more. He doesn't even want to come here again in the near future.

Old Chen lay on the top of the wall, yawned lazily, turned down from the wall and sighed, "life is really lonely like snow!"

"You, leave it to my apprentice and take care of it."

As he spoke, he took a cigar out of his pocket and held it in his mouth without lighting it. He hummed as he walked.

"Maybe in a few years, someone will catch up with me. It's a pity that I'm going to die! " Old Chen is very natural and unrestrained smile, walking in the middle of the night, no one knows where his next stop will go.

No one knows if he will be in a good mood to point out such three or two people who are in a bad way, so that they can make great achievements from now on.

This night, old Chen alone, silent, to resolve a needle in line with the killing of Kunlun.