The rampant comprehensive martial arts starts from Jinyiwei Qianhu

Chapter 136.
Chen Jiu and Zhao Min sat face to face.

"Eat, eat and go on the road when you are full."

Zhao Min, who learned from him that he would be going home soon, was not very happy at the moment.

She is a little afraid of Chen Jiu now, the Princess Yuanting knows in her heart that the other party doesn't regard herself as a person at all, but as a commodity.

The feeling of falling from heaven to hell is a little hard to describe, Zhao Min couldn't help looking at Chen Jiu while eating, and finally summoned up the courage to speak to him.

"If, I mean if, will we meet again in the future?"

How do you feel that this girl is addicted to being a hostage?
Just as Chen Jiu was about to tease her, he suddenly felt an inexplicable breath in his heart.

Something is wrong!
The shadow of the courtyard outside the house gave him a familiar feeling.

Wu Yinger cheated on the corpse?

No, not right.

The feeling that he couldn't help but want to worship was not so strong.

Quickly opened the golden finger and swept it towards the shadow, Chen Jiu couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Deyan, internal breath 690, stellar energy value 80.

Half-step heaven.

This guy seems to be the descendant of the Demon Xiangzong, what does he want to do?
Chen Jiu was guessing the other party's intention, and then found that black shadow flashed.

"what happened to you?"

It was Zhao Min who spoke, this girl was a little strange to see his gaze fixed on the shadow, but she didn't find anything when she followed Chen Jiu's gaze.

When she turned her head again, she found that there was an old man in the room, and Chen Jiu's expression was very hideous.

"Princess, the old man is late."

Zhao Deyan didn't take Chen Jiu seriously at all.

A young man who is overwhelmed by his aura has nothing to worry about.

"Master Zhao? Why are you here?"

Zhao Min recognized the visitor, feeling a little happy in his heart.

"Of course I took the princess home."

Zhao Deyan reached out to help Zhao Min, but found that the other party had no intention of getting up, but was looking at the young man in a daze.

"The princess?"

"what?"

Zhao Min regained his composure in a hurry, pointed at Chen Jiu, and was tangled in his heart for a while.

"Him? What happened to him?"

"call"

Chen Jiu took a hard breath.

"I disappointed the princess, I ate too much just now, and I choked."

As the words fell, Chen Jiu retreated half a step with his left foot, his back straightened, his spine creaked, and then he pushed his knees forward, and pinched the sword finger with his right hand. There was a flash of light on the fingertips, facing Zhao Deyan The chest poked in the past.

"How brave!"

Zhao Deyan smiled contemptuously, facing the attacking sword fingers without dodging, his hands became claws, while his left hand was clapping, his right hand also connected to the sword fingers, and a ghostly aura enveloped Chen Jiu.

bump!
There was a wave of ripples in the center of the fight, and while Chen Jiu retreated with this force, he hugged Zhao Min and blocked the aftermath of the fight for her.

This Zhao Deyan is simply a club, it would be ridiculous if Zhao Min was shocked to death.

Zhao Deyan had a puzzled expression.

this young man.

The breath is strong, and the shot is still full of qi, and he is actually a reserve of heaven and man.

But these are not the key.

How did he feel the breath of the evil emperor?
Have you met a junior?
After the blow, the two silently stared at each other, with only each other in their eyes.

Chen Jiu also became suspicious.

Zhao Deyan seemed to admire him a little in his eyes.

And there's a little more...

馋？
Go special!

Come again!

The two figures flickered again.

Zhao Deyan's speed was very fast, he spread his five fingers, and before he got close to Chen Jiuzhi, he completely covered the opponent's figure in his claws.

The internal force in his hands fluctuated, and the vague afterimages made people unpredictable. From Chen Jiu's point of view, his claw skills were more than several times better than Kong Xing's dragon grip.

If the Suzaku does not hang down, he refuses, as if the mountain is high, and the head does not hang down, it is like refusing to be buried by someone.

Guihun Eighteen Claws, starting gesture.

Suzaku rejects the corpse!

But Chen Jiu didn't panic in the face of Zhao Deyan's five claws rolling towards him. His figure was like a bow full of bows, and several afterimages were formed at the same time as the ejection. The real body was hidden in these afterimages. Jin seems to be superimposed.

The universe has moved!
Gather energy!

burst!
His figure was so fast that it almost made a sonic boom.

"Send you on your way!"

"Idiot talking about a dream!"

Bang!
The soil on the ground that was shaken by this shock began to soften, and both sides felt a burst of chest tightness, followed by a sweet throat.

It turned out to be a [-]-[-] split.

Zhao Deyan's old face was a bit uneasy, his pair of ghost claws danced airtightly, and grabbed at the opponent again, while Chen Jiu didn't back down, pointed at his ghost claws and counted his fingers, the thick true energy accompanied by the stellar energy piercing through the air , and soon bursts of flying sand shook the courtyard.

These two people are in the center of Feisha.

Zhao Deyan whispered to him through the sound of the fight.

"Boy, I don't care which sect you are from, this princess old man has to be taken back, don't make trouble!"

Chen Jiu probably guessed something.

The old man thought that he was also a member of the Demon Sect, and wanted to use his status to force himself to back down.

It's funny enough.

Chen Jiu suddenly thought of Wen Caiting, the witch elder who died at his hands, who seemed to be planning something in the capital.

Then.

Just set up a void target and hit this old man!

Thinking of this, he also transmitted the voice to Zhao Deyan's ears.

"Old man, I am following the orders of the sect master Zhu. If you have any objections, go to the sect master."

Zhu Yuyan?
Made, this woman is really annoying.

"No discussion?"

"No negotiation!"

"Humph!"

Zhao Deyan was a little annoyed, but the two fought for a long time, but they were still not sure how to take each other down. Finally, they palmed each other, and then retreated with both strength.

One after another footsteps were approaching here, Zhao Deyan's plan was in vain, and he didn't want to cause more trouble, his feet climbed up the roof a little bit, and disappeared into the night after a few jumps.

Chen Jiu took a breath.

He also wanted to keep the old man from the Demon Sect, and ask these people what they wanted to do.

However, the sense of oppression on the opponent was very strong against him who had eaten the Evil Emperor's hard work. During this fight, Chen Jiu almost gritted his teeth and fought, and his back molars were almost broken.

The ground looked as if it had been pounded by a pile driver, and it was full of potholes. Luo Dai, who had rushed here, was a little shocked when he saw the small courtyard that seemed to have been forcibly demolished.

"Master Chen, are you alright? Guards? Guards! What's going on, the enemy doesn't know how to shout! Damn it, each person has twenty sticks, and you can lead the baton yourself."

"nothing!"

Chen Jiu waved his hand to stop Luo Dai's movements, and sent him away with a few words.

The small courtyard became quiet again, and Zhao Min who was at the side couldn't help asking him.

"Are you really all right?"

Chen Jiu frowned.

This Mongolian girl is weird, isn't it afraid that he will get angry if she says this?

"Why, are you disappointed?"

"No, no, don't think about it, I just want to beat you with my own hands."

Zhao Min's expression was flustered, and he defended himself incoherently.

Chen Jiu had a strange expression on his face.

Who the hell is thinking.

Does this girl have Stockholm Syndrome?
(End of this chapter)