Seven Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Master Trick

Chen Tiandu was ready to deal with everything, and Ye Zhen, his capable general, had already planned everything. When he heard the word "Fate", his face became obviously stiff. Doubt and unbelief.

"You and I have been fighting for many years, and I have never seen you lie Sikong Beichen. I am not old-fashioned yet." Chen Tiandu took a sip of tea.

Sikong Beichen said indifferently: "As you said, after so many years, I have never seen me lie, and this time I think it is a lie"

Chen Tian was slightly startled.

Ye Zhen bowed: "Can you let this younger generation have a word?"

"speak."

"You said that this senior's surname is Lu, and he has opened his fate, but there is evidence" Ye Zhen asked.

"My disciples of the Nine Layers Hall can testify."

The four heads bowed at the same time, and they already expressed their attitudes without making a sound.

One's own people, of course speaking their own words.

Chen Tiandu raised his old palm and gently placed it on the coffee table.

buzz

Vigor is surging.

The teacup rose slowly.

"You and I both know the difficulty of opening a destiny. Why deceive yourself?" The water glass in front of Chen Tiandu flew over and flew to Sikong Beichen.

Sikong Beichen also stretched out his hand and placed it on the coffee table.

"You can choose not to believe it. Chen Tiandu, if you came to me just to verify this matter, it would be meaningless."

The teacup flew back to Chen Tiandu, only half an inch away from the tip of the pen.

Chen Tiandu opened his eyes.

The humming sound was several times stronger than before.

"For the time being, what you said is true. Chen Beizheng's death is inseparable from your Nine Layers Palace."

The tea water sputtered out of the water cup and condensed into nails, as narrow as a hair, as fine as a miniature sword.

Ye Zhen was slightly surprised and looked fascinated.

Gifted and talented practitioners can understand the essence of it without the need for teachers to teach them.

The water nails of the hair came to Sikong Beichen.

Sikong Beichen frowned, spread his four fingers, and stuck to the coffee table.

"If you want to find the murderer, you should go to Senior Lu, but the court has not made a sound. You Feixingzhai are so anxious."

boom

The water nails were scattered, and when they were about to fall on the coffee table, they turned into ice nails again, going down vertically.

Chen Tiandu's face was as usual, his palms spread out, and his palms were tightly pressed against the coffee table.

"Feixingzhai has always done things this way. Since the murderer is someone else, then Jiuzhong Palace will hand over the murderer."

Above the Jiuzhong Holy Palace, vitality surged, and the red airflow shuttled back and forth.

Vitality instantly turned into a sword.

Sikong Beichen used his four fingers slightly, and the sword gangs collided with each other above the Nine-layer Holy Palace.

bang bang

"Senior Lu, what a character, how can Jiuzhong Palace manage you in such a hurry, why don't you go to Qianliuguan to get him?" Sikong Beichen said.

The ice nails on the coffee table moved forward and could fall at any time, piercing the back of Chen Tiandu's hand.

The ice nails are like silver needles.

The sword gangs in the sky were indistinguishable.

bang bang

The dense sword gangs have formed an array and collided with each other.

On the Nine-fold Holy Palace, it was like fireworks blooming.

The disciples of the Jiuzhong Temple rushed over and looked up.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Nine Layers Hall, and it is also a great strength to gather and unite.

Chen Tiandu felt a large number of cultivators approaching, pressed down with his four fingers, and his fingers sunk into the coffee table, embedded hard, and carved the appearance of his palm.

"Sikong Beichen, I'm afraid your plan will fail. Elder Meng has already rushed to Qianliuguan. Within an hour, Qianliuguan will no longer exist."

The silver needle-like ice nail was transferred to the back of Sikong Beichen's hand.

Sikong Beichen also pressed his four fingers down and inserted them, saying:

"Encircle and suppress Senior Lu"

He had a look of astonishment but sneering.

Chen Tiandu frowned slightly: "Smile very"

"I laugh so loudly that the master of Feixingzhai would do such a stupid thing. You have been in seclusion for too long. Why don't you and I make a bet?" Sikong Beichen was excited, not like an old man. It's more like a flashback.

"What bet?" Chen Tiandu said.

"Meng Changdong has gone and will not return." Sikong Beichen said.

Ye Zhen cupped his hands from the side: "I'm afraid it can't be as you wish. Elder Meng has Xie Xuan, a master from the twelve sects of Yunshan, and disciples of Tianwu Academy, and I'm a disciple of Feixingzhai. There are thousands of practitioners in total. Senior Sikong, I'm sorry. Now. Qianliuguan has repeatedly killed my Feixingzhai disciple, and it's time to end it."

buzz

bang bang

The sword gangs in the sky are getting denser and denser, and they gradually have the momentum of pressing down.

If it goes down, it is possible to flatten the Nine-fold Holy Palace.

"Stupidity has a price"

Sikong Beichen pressed his four fingers down again.

His right palm directly hollowed out a palm print and retracted it back.

Chen Tiandu made the same action and recalled it later: "I accept this bet, the loser will abandon his cultivation."

"it is good."

Sikong Beichen's spirit was greatly lifted.

When the two sides retracted their palms, the sword gangs on the left above the Jiuzhong Holy Palace dissipated one by one, but the sword gangs on the right became more prosperous.

The ice spikes on the coffee table were still suspended, lashing forward.

Chen Tiandu frowned and said, "Impossible."

When he raised his hand again, it was too late.

The ice nail pierced Chen Tiandu's chest, and at the moment when the qi burst out, Sikong Beichen also burst into qi, bang

Chen Tiandu flew backwards, keeping the posture of sitting cross-legged, wow

A mouthful of blood fell.

When the blood fell, it floated forward, and Ye Zhen's palm glowed with red light, arousing the blood essence, and slapped it forward.

The four heads of the Nine Layers Hall exclaimed: "Palace Master"

The four set off at the same time.

When Chen Tiandu landed, he slapped the ground with both palms, and the qi formed, dragging the four of them.

Ye Zhen was like a wolf and a tiger, making a swooping gesture with his palms forward.

Sikong Beichen raised his head calmly: "Jiuye, you dare to be presumptuous."

Ye Zhen's back, a few feet away, the sword Gang stabbed Ye Zhen's back.

Ye Zhen showed a smile: "Go"

Flames erupted from both palms, and the blood essence and blood that Chen Tiandu spit out combined with the karmic fire to form a fireball and hit him.

boom

The fireball hit Sikong Beichen's chest.

Sikong Beichen slid back, took the futon, and slammed into the wall.

He also spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Zhen landed and said with a smile, "Senior Sikong's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, which is surprising."

Sikong Beichen looked directly at Ye Zhen: "This is the surefire plan you have prepared"

"I'm just protecting myself with Zhaizhu." Ye Zhen handed over.

Sikong Beichen waved his hand and motioned for the first seat of the four to step down.

The four of them looked at each other, not knowing what medicine the hall master sold in the gourd.

Chen Tiandu put away his qi and pressed his dantian with both palms, gradually calming down.

"Sikong Beichen, I still underestimate you. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that you have learned a new way of swordsmanship." Chen Tiandu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"I know a little bit about the fur, and compared to Senior Lu, it's still a long way off. Everything is a sword, and there is no sword. Unfortunately, I can only do the first half of the sentence." Sikong Beichen sighed.

Hear this.

Chen Tiandu's brows furrowed.

Ye Zhen decisively cupped his hands and said, "I have been disturbed today, so farewell."

Turning around, he came to Chen Tiandu's side, helped him up, and flew out of the Nine-fold Holy Palace.

Yao Qingquan, Zhao Jianghe, Sun Wenchang, and Wang Youdao were about to pursue, but they heard Sikong Beichen say, "Don't chase after poor bandits."

"Why didn't the hall master chase Feixingzhai to deceive people too much, and they all rode on our heads?" Yao Qingquan said angrily.

Sikong Beichen said, "Chen Tiandu doesn't seem to be in serious trouble, but in fact he was hit hard by me."

"Then they should be chased, and take the opportunity to kill them." Yao Qingquan was even more puzzled.

Sikong Beichen looked outside, coughed, and said seriously, "Ye Zhen, you are very cunning."

Ye Zhen took Chen Tiandu out of the Nine-fold Hall.

Chen Tiandu covered his chest with one hand and asked, "Why didn't you take the opportunity to kill him?"

"I feel that there are seniors present."

The two landed on the carriage.

Ye Zhen raised his hand and waved, and the red bird turned around.

He overlooked the direction in the jungle below: "Quickly go to Qianliuguan, make Elder Meng retreat faster"

"Order"