Chapter 241: Tiger Coming Down the Mountain

Before entering this relic, Chen Chao deliberately fought with a Qi-refining master and defeated him in the most unreasonable way.

His idea at that time was actually very simple, just to prepare for the future. He used this posture before to shock these cultivators and let them not have any thoughts about him in this ancient relic, but it was obvious that this move was still a mistake. Chen Chao still did not fully understand the human heart.

After entering this relic, Chen Chao encountered more than one attack and killing. Along the way, he encountered more than one attack and killing. The first time was when the two Taoists from Gusong Temple and Changqing Temple joined forces. The two were killed by him in a straightforward manner, and then they attacked and killed again and again.

For him, a warrior of the Liang Dynasty, the monks outside the Fangwai Dynasty not only despised him, but also feared and feared him. But inside, they had an idea that was very clear, that is, although warriors who tempered their physiques were stronger than ordinary cultivators, if several people joined forces, they did not think they had no power to fight.

Although the facts proved that they were all wrong in the end, it is difficult for those who were wrong to have the opportunity to tell these living people what experience and advice.

The monks here now will not know how many people Chen Chao killed, nor will they know what happened to those who wanted to kill him, even if the body is still there.

"Even if he is a warrior, he is only one person!"

After a short silence, after Chen Chao said that sentence, someone finally spoke up. The man first looked at the corpse on the ground with disdain, and then shouted loudly, "Let's go together. No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person!"

The warrior's physique is unparalleled in the world. In this white fog, Chen Chao has the advantage. Maybe even Yun Jianyue will not be his opponent, but as he said, no matter what, Chen Chao is only one person. What can one person do?

In the history before the Daliang Dynasty, the human race and the demon race had countless wars. In the more distant past, there was a peerless warrior in that dynasty. He fought against the demon race in the north and killed countless demons, even several big demons. His strength is recorded in the history books. Anyone who reads it will feel that this history is full of heaviness and tragedy.

That peerless warrior is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is just one person. In the end, he was left on the battlefield by countless demons with their lives.

r>  Such a great person will die, and will be piled to death by countless people with their lives. Chen Chao is just a warrior who has no cultivation now. How can he not be piled to death by them?

"Yes, if we let this man live, it will be a shame for our cultivation world!"

Killing the Qi-refining master in Tianqing County, winning the championship in Wanliu Club, and making so many noises in Chongming Mountain, they have never had a good impression of Chen Chao. This young warrior from the Daliang Dynasty has always been a thorn in their eyes, but for many reasons, even if they think Chen Chao deserves to die, they don't have the opportunity to kill him, but now that there is such an opportunity, no one will let it go.

"Kill him!"

Someone was very straightforward, his eyes were red, and the magic weapon in his hand was still stained with blood, which was constantly dripping down and smashed to pieces on the ground.

"Yes, kill him!"

"He deserves to die!"

"Kill him!"

Noisy voices rang out here, and a very strange atmosphere spread. The anger seemed to be reasonable, but it was very unprovoked.

Chen Chao did so many things that embarrassed them, the Qi Refiners, so they were angry. Although many of them did not know the killed Guo Xi and others, did not attend the Wanliu Club, were not defeated by Chen Chao himself, and were not disciples of Chongming Sect, it did not affect their anger.

But in fact, it was still unprovoked.

Because Chen Chao killed people at the beginning because Guo Xi and others wanted to kill him, and then he won the championship in the Wanliu Club, which was also fair and square. Every person he wanted to kill was the one who first wanted to kill him. As for the Chongming Sect, it made sense, because it was a deep hatred and must be avenged.

As for now, after entering the white fog, Chen Chao has not killed anyone in vain, but no matter who it is, he cannot accuse him of anything, so Chen Chao will not accept those who want to kill him.

It makes no sense.

But in this world, there is no need to be reasonable in many cases.

When there is no reason, the knife becomes the best thing.

Chen Chao clenched the knife in his hand and exhaled slightly. He looked at Song Changxi standing in the distance and asked, "Do you want to kill me too?"

Song Changxi raised his head and met Chen Chao's gaze. He frowned slightly. Before Chen Chao appeared, he was the target those people wanted to kill.

Now the target they want to kill has changed to Chen Chao.

During the martial arts test, by the lake, Chen Chao told Wei Xu that if he let Song Changxi go today, maybe one day, Song Changxi would pay a greater price.

"If it's just you and me, I will fight you, life and death are at your own risk."

Song Changxi looked at Chen Chao and said calmly, "But now, I won't take action, as a way to repay your kindness at the lakeside."

Chen Chao raised the corner of his mouth, "I'm afraid this is too little to repay."

Song Changxi listened to this and was silent for a long time. He felt that Chen Chao was right. Showing mercy means letting his life go. No matter what he does at this moment, it is actually not enough to repay that kindness, unless he also saves Chen Chao's life.

This is true equality.

But Song Changxi couldn't do such a thing.

He was outside the country and had many things to consider.

So he didn't say anything, turned around and walked away, and left.

Some monks looked at Song Changxi with a flash of regret in their eyes, but at this moment it was destined that no one would do anything because there was no reason that anyone could find.

Song Changxi left.

Someone moved.

A big war started here.

A monk rushed out first. His figure was somewhat different from the other monks. He looked very burly. It was obvious that this monk was also working hard on his body when he was practicing. In terms of physical toughness, he had already More than most monks.

He rushed out first, and several monks behind him picked up talismans in their hands and prepared to use them.

The monks further away also picked up their magic weapons and rushed towards this side.

Chen Chao held the broken sword and without any hesitation, he slashed it in front of the monk.

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Without cultivation, but relying on his strong physique, Chen Chao's sword was also extremely fast. In just an instant, he slashed towards the monk's head, but it failed to fall. The monk did not know when he appeared in front of him. A Bagua mirror the size of a millstone stood in front of Chen Chao's broken knife.

The sharp blade sliced ​​across the Bagua mirror.

Bring forth countless fires.

The strong monk felt a huge force pressing towards him. He gritted his teeth, and then the meridians in his hands bulged, trying to withstand the knife.

But as the blade fell, the Bagua Mirror cracked.

The strong monk's face changed drastically. He never thought that the broken knife could be so sharp. The Bagua Mirror in his hand was also a magical weapon that was carefully tempered by the master and took an unknown amount of time to create. But the broken knife could be so sharp. What was in front of him was like paper, which surprised him.

That broken knife of unknown origin is really weird.

Chen Chao was too lazy to pay attention to this, and used his sword to exert all his power. While the strong monk was still in a daze, he punched the Bagua mirror with one punch.

Without the stimulation of cultivation, this Bagua mirror has no other meaning except to be tougher.

He punched open the Bagua Mirror, and the strong monk received a solid punch in the heart.

Then he took a few steps back with a pale face, feeling that all the internal organs in his body were hurting.

Chen Chao had no expression on his face and punched out again.

With a bang, the other party did not fly out, but was grabbed by his collar.

At this moment, the talisman in the distance started to move.

This bloody mist was briefly illuminated by various brilliance.

Chen Chao began to run forward, and the monk's body in front of him became his shield.

Countless rays of light fell on the monk's back.

The pain made his face become very distorted.

But soon, all emotions were gone.

Because he is dead.

Chen Chao used a little force and threw the body out.

Then he fell like a tiger descending among the sheep.