City Summoning System

Chapter 429 Martial Arts Chaos ([-])

"You Zhou Ting! You will be punished by the heavens for colluding with evildoers!"

Yu Lianshu looked at the expressionless Zhou Ting, his eyes almost splitting, and he said angrily.

The pungent bloody smell began to permeate, and there was no one in front who could stand up.

The ground is full of traces cut by sword energy.

Zhou Ting walked towards Yu Lianshu, his vigor spread along the soles of his feet, and the space around Yu Lianshu seemed to be blocked.

He was directly pressed to the ground by a mighty force.

Yu Lianshu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood with a pained look on his face.

The woman looked at this scene and shook her head. This time, she didn't say anything, but left wisely.

The same is true for the old man surnamed He.

The huge competition ground became deathly silent.

The only sound left was the sound of Zhou Ting stepping on the ground.

Yu Lianshu asked in pain: "Zhou Ting, you and I have been brothers for decades, and this Qinyun Pavilion is my whole life. How can you?"

Zhou Ting's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

Not long after, several figures galloped towards this side.

A woman moved gently and handed the woman in her arms to Zhou Ting.

The other two men acted violently. They held a man and a woman by their necks, walked up to Zhou Ting, sealed the vocal cords of a man and a woman with a palm, and threw them on the ground.

"Breeze! Meier!"

Seeing this, Yu Lianshu couldn't help shouting.

At this time, Yu Qingfeng had already lost his unruly color, his face was full of fear, his vocal cords were damaged, and the two of them could no longer speak. The pear blossoms were crying with rain from the young woman named Mei Er, and they rolled and crawled in Julien's arms. After the book, the same is true for Yu Qingfeng. His father, who used to contradict him at will, has become his life-saving talisman at this moment.

Yu Qingfeng looked at the silent Zhou Ting, and for the first time a trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

After sending the people, the two men and one woman left.

Zhou Ting held the woman in his arms, and for the first time, his expression fluctuated.

It was like the sea turned over, and the sky was covered by a tsunami in an instant.

Zhou Ting's chest heaved violently, looking at the quiet woman in her arms who was not very beautiful, but had a ladylike temperament.

For the first time, my eyes became moist.

The hand holding the woman couldn't help but tighten tightly, holding her tightly.

The woman's body is no longer soft, it has become cold and stiff.

It's like hugging a log full of mercury.

But Zhou Ting doesn't care.

"Hua Shu."

With trembling hands, Zhou Ting brushed the woman's peaceful cheek.

The voice was soft, as if afraid of disturbing the woman's rest.

At this time, Yu Lianshu dared not speak at all, for fear of angering Zhou Ting.

He could feel that at this time Zhou Ting had already condensed infinite killing intent on his body, but he just kept holding back and hadn't reached that point yet.

After more than an hour, Zhou Ting kept this action.

Yu Lianshu and the other three dared not move.

"Zhou Ting, hurry up!"

The woman's cold voice sounded from a distance.

Zhou Ting was stunned, and then said softly: "Hua Shu, you wait, my husband will take you out of here immediately, to our paradise."

He gently put the woman down, and when he stood up again, Zhou Ting's expression was completely dead.

Walking towards Yu Lianshu, the Huashu sword in his hand and the Junzi sword behind his back began to tremble almost crazily.

The sound of the sword trembling became extremely sharp, like a blade scraping glass.

Blood flowed from the ears of Yu Lianshu and the three of them, and they kept howling on the ground.

Enduring the severe pain, Yu Lianshu said with difficulty: "Zhou Ting, Hua Shu's matter. I'm not very clear about being a brother or a brother."

hum!
The sword sounded softly.

A head shot straight into the sky.

The Seven Swords of Shu, the Righteous Sword Yu Lianshu, die!

Blood gushed out from Julien Shu's neck like a fountain, and Yu Qingfeng and Meier were completely frightened.

"In the next life, stop being a human being and be a dog."

Vaguely, the two seemed to hear Zhou Ting's whisper.

Then, the world fell into darkness.

After killing Yu Lianshu's family, Zhou Ting had completely lost his mind about martial arts.

Gently hugging Xin Huashu, just as he turned around to leave, he found a small and exquisite figure blocking his way.

The temperament of the visitor is completely different from the coldness of the killing here.

Wearing a pale yellow robe, it even dragged on the ground.

Zhou Ting frowned, and with a thought, the gentleman's sword was unsheathed and held in his hand.

"Oh, brother, don't be angry"

The sound is crisp and sweet, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

The impetuous heart calmed down involuntarily.

"Who are you?!"

Zhou Ting frowned and said coldly.

The opponent is very strong, Zhou Ting can feel it.

There is still Hua Shu in his arms, he doesn't want to disturb her rest.

"Big brother, are you going to take this sister to the burial?!"

Zhou Ting's expression became ferocious in an instant, and he stabbed at the girl in yellow with a sword.

But the girl blocked Zhou Ting's sword energy easily.

She said softly: "Brother, someone can resurrect this sister."

Zhou Ting's body froze instantly.

"What did you say?"

His voice trembled a little. Obviously, Zhou Ting's mood fluctuated greatly at this time.

In the midst of extreme sadness or anxiety, it is always easy to listen to what others say.

The face of the girl in yellow was covered by an elegant chrysanthemum mask, she stretched out her hand, took off a chrysanthemum pinned in her hair, and walked towards Zhou Ting step by step.

Not afraid, she walked very steadily.

Zhou Ting didn't do anything, but quietly watched the girl walk over.

"Here, here is the contact information of Sister Bi'an."

The girl said softly, "She can live to the death."

"Sister on the other side?"

Zhou Ting looked at the innocent little girl in front of him.

"who are you?"

Being able to resurrect the dead, Zhou Ting has never heard of such a means and ability in his entire life!

Even if the contemporary celestial master on Longhu Mountain personally takes action, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life!
This is the road of life and death!No one can disobey it!
The girl shook her head and said with a smile: "Brother, this sister seems to have been dead for two days. Sister Bian'an can guarantee to save people who died within three days at most."

"If it's late, brother, don't blame Xiaoju for not reminding you."

The girl didn't answer the question.

"Where is she on the other side?"

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Zhou Ting seems to have grasped a life-saving straw at this time.

"Hee hee, big brother, it's up to you to find the answer yourself."

The girl replied with a smile.

Suddenly, a tyrannical momentum rushed over from a distance.

The girl yelled: "No, it was discovered!"

"Big brother, if you want to save this sister, the best time is as soon as possible."

The figure had disappeared, but the voice of the girl drifting away kept echoing in Zhou Ting's mind.

'Resurrection? '

Zhou Ting was silent.

'Give it a try, if it fools me'

The gentleman sword in his hand blew softly.

'Then you will be wiped out! '

a day later.

One of the five tigers in the ancient martial arts world, Qinyun Pavilion was destroyed!

More than half of the suzerains of the righteous forces under his command were killed or injured!

The entire Qinyun Pavilion turned into a sea of ​​blood!
In the middle of Shu, with the destruction of Qinyun Pavilion, it was completely plunged into the darkness of the demonic way.

The Special Service Department immediately organized manpower to exterminate the demon.

But with little success.

A group of people that Jiang Han was familiar with had already been transferred away, and Xia Bing was also transferred to Jiangnan because of Xia Hong.

It's not that no one came to Jiang Han during the period.

Unfortunately, Jiang Han didn't see anyone.

Since the failure of the Secret Service to attack Han, Huangquan Pavilion and Jiang Han have become taboos in Sichuan.

It's like a huge rock standing in the river. No matter how fast the river flows, it can't move the rock at all.

Not long after the accident in Central Shu, Jiangnan also became chaotic.

A force named Huan Gong was born out of nowhere, and overnight, it wiped out Taiyi, the leader of the righteous forces in the south of the Yangtze River, all over his family!

Under the powerful illusion palace, Taiyi was easily torn apart like a paper window!

Even if a Taishang Taoist who was half the peak of Taiyi came forward, he would still be killed in the boundless illusion by the master of the Palace of Illusion using a superb illusion formation.

The destruction of the Supreme One even created a huge wave, as if it was going to swallow up the entire Jiangnan Righteous Way!
At this time, in the Jiangnan Special Service Department, Xue Ze's face was ashen, listening to the report of his subordinates, he hated Jiang Han so much.

Just asshole!
Can’t tell the general trend!

If Jiang Han hadn't forcibly cut off half of them and Taiyi, and Taiyi had Li Qinglang sitting in command, dozens of masters, and a half-respected peak powerhouse, why should they be afraid of the group of women in the illusion palace? !

"Minister, what should we do now?"

Shi You looked at Xue Ze in front of him and asked with a frown.

Xue Ze took a deep breath and said, "No matter what the price is, please let the Lingyin Sect do it!"

"No matter what, don't let the group of magic dao bastards in the illusion palace cause trouble in the world!"

A complex look flashed across Shiyou's face.

In the end, he nodded heavily, strode away, and ran straight to the warehouse of the Jiangnan Special Service Department.

The existence of Lingyin Sect is no longer a secret. If they want to ask others for help, they need to prepare a big gift!
Big, big. A big gift!
In the northwest, the only force that is still safe and even stronger after Qijuemen completely ruled the northwest martial arts world: Baihuadie.

This time, Feng Ziyang changed his office location again.

I bought an office building in a small city on the border of Northwest and Central Shu.

Transformed into a temporary headquarters.

In fact, from the outside, it looks like a company full of beauties and white-collar workers.

Feng Ziyang became more and more attractive at this time. He stretched out his sexy and enchanting figure, crossed his slender and straight legs, and looked at the petite girl in front of him.

"Little Chrysanthemum, how are you doing with what you were asked to do?"

The girl who was called Little Chrysanthemum pouted, and the imprint of a chrysanthemum on the center of her eyebrows flashed faint yellow light.

"It's done! Badass sister!"

"Well, you little chrysanthemum, how dare you call me a bad sister!"

Feng Ziyang pretended not to like it, ran over and hugged the little chrysanthemum in his arms, and trampled on that tender little face.

Little Chrysanthemum looked hopeless.

"Sister, I was wrong, please let me go"

Click!

door, pushed open.

A tall, stern-faced and glamorous beauty walked in. Seeing this scene, she asked in surprise, "What are you guys doing?"

Feng Ziyang froze, and then winked at the glamorous beauty.

"We're doing what girls love to do, Ziran, come along too."

Zi Ran rolled her eyes.

"boring."

Sitting aside by himself, he picked out a magazine and flipped through it.

"By the way, when will the person that Little Chrysanthemum mentioned come over?"

Zi Ran said impatiently.

"I've been waiting for him all day!"

Little Chrysanthemum's face seemed to be wrinkled together, and her big eyes were filled with tears.

"Sister Zi Ziran, I don't know either"

Zi Ran sighed, and slammed the magazine down on the table.

"Feng Ziyang, I'm talking business with you!"

Feng Ziyang suddenly coughed twice, and put down the little chrysanthemum, and the little chrysanthemum fled immediately like a god hiding from the plague.

"What's the matter, are you impatient again?"

Feng Ziyang walked behind Ziran, and with his slender fingers brushed the imprint of the coquettish and strange Bana flower in the corner of Ziran's eyes.

"Don't be so impatient, you should spend more time with your temper."

Zi Ran slapped Feng Ziyang's hand away, and said angrily: "I think you should correct your perverted and distorted psychology."

Fengzi Yangsan smiled and retracted his hand.

Said: "Hey, Ziran, don't be so ignorant, our close little sisters won't get pregnant even if you touch them, don't you think so?"

"Ha ha."

Zi Ran scoffed.

Not long after, little chrysanthemum rushed in and shouted happily: "Sister Ziran, sister Ziran! That big brother is here!"

Zi Ran suddenly got up and walked outside.

"His grandma's, it's finally here!"

"I want to see if this man is wilted? Why are you so fucking slow?"

Zi Ran ran out like the wind while cursing.

Little Chrysanthemum looked confused, looked at Feng Ziyang, and asked stammeringly, "Is sister Zi Ziran such a character?"

It's too scary to swear!
How can the little fairy swear?
Hmph, I don't like sister Ziran anymore.

"Haha, this girl Ziran is like this, she can swear all kinds of dirty words when she gets anxious, you don't know, once Ziran came to her aunt, our leader was late for one minute, and the girl who was sprayed by Ziran Call a bloody dog!"

"I still remember the confused look on the big leader's face at that time."

Feng Ziyang, who was talking vigorously, suddenly noticed that Xiao Juhua's face became weird.

Can't help asking: "Little Chrysanthemum, what's your expression?"

Then, Feng Ziyang's face suddenly stiffened.

Turning her head slowly, Haoyang's figure appeared in her sight.

There was a faint smile on Haoyang's face, and the Jinyang sword behind him trembled slightly.

Feng Ziyang squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "Boss, when are you?"

Haoyang said softly: "What was my dazed look like? Did you take a picture? I want to see it."

Feng Ziyang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Ahaha, no, no."

Feng Ziyang ran to Haoyang with a guilty face and squeezed his shoulder.

"The big boss must have worked hard, right? Hey, tell me, these little girls know how to tease the big boss because they don't do their jobs all day long. I just taught little chrysanthemum a lesson!"

Looking at Feng Ziyang with a flattering smile on his face, Little Chrysanthemum felt that her young heart had been hit by a million tons.

'Sister Fengfengzi Yang, is she actually like this? '

No. I don’t like Sister Fengzi Yang anymore!
(End of this chapter)