Jian Yang Nine Heavens

() Chu Lang revealed an unexpectedly deep smile, and scanned the group of men in black surrounding him, counting roughly eight of them.It's just a group of guys who hide their heads and show their tails, and Chu Lang hasn't paid attention to them yet.

Hearing that Cheng Fei and Liu Yong were so sure that the black iron token that the young suzerain wanted was on this kid, Ma Zhongming was determined.

Ma Zhongming looked at the kid in front of him. Like himself, he was in the eighth level of spirit deficiency. It seemed a little tricky, but I have so many people who would be afraid that he would fail.

Ma Zhongming snorted coldly: "Boy, if you are sensible, hand over that black iron token, otherwise the Buddha will not be able to bless you tonight."

"Token, is this it?" Chu Lang took out a black iron token from his arms, raised the token in his hand and sneered.

Ma Zhongming's eyes narrowed slightly, he really had nowhere to look for, and it didn't take much effort to get it, and he got it by himself, and finally he could do business tonight.

"That's right, little brother is really a wise move. Throw it over." Ma Zhongming covered his face, but he could see a relaxed smile from his eyes.

"That depends on whether your Excellency and others have this ability." Chu Lang said indifferently.

Chu Lang was really angry. In this world where force is paramount, kindness will only make him end his life early, especially in the future when a group of men in black were chasing him for thousands of miles. A little bit is enough to change a person's temperament. If Chu Lang's behavior and mentality at this moment were placed in the previous life, it would definitely not be able to do it.

"Hmph, brothers, come on." Ma Zhongming didn't want to waste time anymore, he didn't pay attention to Chu Lang, who was also in the eighth level of spiritual void.

Seven or eight people made quick moves and attacked Chu Lang at top speed. The shadows of swords and swords illuminated the somewhat dark street. Chu Lang sneered.

Dancing without wind, Chu Lang shuttled through the night like a ghost, dodging the attacks of seven or eight opponents one after another with his strange movements, which was just right.

As soon as Ma Zhongming and the others made a move, they regretted their choice tonight. They shouldn't have asked Mr. Lin not to take him with him. Although this Chu Lang's realm was not high, his body skills were strange and his lightness skills were excellent. Seven or eight people surrounded him He couldn't even catch his figure.

Mr. Lin is the young suzerain's uncle, and he usually protects the young suzerain's safety. If Mr. Lin takes action, everything will go much smoother.

At the beginning, Chu Lang was not very used to this way of being surrounded and beaten. He had thousands of skills in his heart, but he couldn't stretch them out.

The more Ma Zhongming and others fight, the more frightened they become. They have never seen a person in the spirit void state who can move easily under the attack of seven or eight people. The key is that he is an existence comparable to the opponent. With the existence of the Seventh Void Realm, several people joined forces and still couldn't take down the opponent, and a sense of loss suddenly emerged in my heart.

Chu Lang entangled with the other party for a long time, and gradually got used to this body better, and said with a cold snort: "I said, I will use you to exercise your muscles and bones, now it's almost done, you can go to death."

Chu Lang suddenly exerted strength, his body speed became more elegant, he swung several punches in an instant, and kicked out with the wind under his feet.

boom! boom! boom!

Several screams sounded, several figures flew upside down, and one of them crashed into a big tree not far from the street, shaking off fallen leaves.

"Fourth brother, how are you doing?" Cheng Fei exclaimed anxiously when he saw Liu Yong was knocked down and hit the tree, lying motionless on the ground.

"Let's go together, with all our strength." Cheng Fei was worried about the comfort of his fourth brother Liu Yong, shouted at the few people who were still standing, and jumped up to attack Chu Lang himself.

"Haha, a bunch of clowns who don't know how to live or die, I'll show you how powerful I am tonight." Chu Lang said in a rebellious and cold voice.

Chu Lang's hands changed their movements, and the void suddenly froze. He clenched his fists tightly and swung several punches against the void.

Chu Lang yelled, and attacked Ma Zhongming with both fists at such a high speed that Ma Zongming had received several punches in the chest before he could react.

Chu Lang didn't dare to use the Shattering Fist for a long time, and pulled out the simple broken sword hanging from his waist. The broken sword was like a shooting star, "shocking the sea with anger," piercing the sky, and flying the remaining men in black in a blink of an eye.

"No, stop, young hero, spare your life, young hero, spare your life." In the blink of an eye, Chu Lang pierced the chest of the leading brother Ma Zhongming and killed several of his subordinates. Cheng Fei's face changed in surprise, and he hurriedly fell to the ground Begging for mercy.

"Why do you want to besiege and kill me, just for this black iron token?" Chu Lang asked coldly.

"We are only following orders. We will leave immediately and will not disturb you in the future." Cheng Fei said anxiously.

"What's the use of you wanting this token? If you say it, you will be spared, otherwise, you will all die." Chu Lang glanced around the street coldly, only three or four of them were lying on the ground and could move, and the others were silent.

"Our young suzerain has other uses, and we don't know what the purpose of this thing is, but our young suzerain is very nervous about this thing, we must get it. Tonight we will lose the young master's men, and there will be other people coming in the future. I hope you will leave here quickly." Cheng Fei shook his head and said.

"Hmph, let me meet that bad old man next time, I will definitely not spare him, and I will cause me a lot of trouble." Chu Lang looked at the trembling Cheng Fei, and thought coldly in his heart.

"Who is your young suzerain?"

"Luo Yan, the son of Luo Bingqing, the suzerain of Luo Zongmen."

Chu Lang was murderous, and said in a cold voice: "Go back and tell Luo Yan that he doesn't expect to take this black iron token back. If you provoke me again, one will kill one, two will kill one pair, get out."

Cheng Fei couldn't care less about other things, he picked up his fourth brother Liu Yong who was lying on the ground, a few ups and downs disappeared on the street, and several other men in black also left with their dead brothers, and the street became clear in a blink of an eye.

Chu Lang slowly opened his eyes, his face was immature, his eyes were clear, it was no longer the murderous look on his face just now.

Chu Lang glanced at the street suspiciously, and muttered to himself, "It's strange, how could I be like this."

Looking at the blood spilled on the ground, it dyed the snow red, and some of it had penetrated into the snow mud, and slowly the blood red faded, and then it was covered by white snow.

Chu Lang calmed down now. He felt that he had become a stranger just now. Although he said that he was a good person, he didn't kill anyone on sight. Even if a group of people came to make trouble, it would be difficult to kill.

Chu Lang thought carefully about his every move just now. The blood in his body was surging, and he seemed to have a tendency to be violent, so that even his words were full of wickedness, and his actions were a bit paranoid. What went wrong?

Chu Lang suddenly felt very tired, unable to use all his strength, and almost couldn't stand still, so he hurried back to Yulai's inn room.

Chu Lang still dubiously checked around the room, but found nothing.

Chu Lang looked at the opposite door curiously. The door was closed tightly, and it was very quiet inside. Chu Lang had no choice but to close the door and window, and lay down again with his clothes on. fell asleep.

The sun in Xingyang City rises very early, especially in this season, the snow outside is shining under the sunlight, and some icy corners are like crystal blocks that emit rainbow light. Playing snowballs on the side of the street is a scene of joy and harmony.

Last night, he used the Shattering Fist to pump the true qi in the dantian in his body repeatedly. At this time, Chu Lang felt very tired, as if the true qi and physical strength in his body had been emptied in an instant.

Although he knew it was dawn, Chu Lang couldn't help lying down for a while longer. Such a weird thing had never happened before. Could it be that he became like this because he practiced Zigang Tianjue.

Chu Lang lay on the bed thinking about it, and it seemed that he had to let it go. Elder Lin had always said that martial arts practitioners must be steady and steady, not too ambitious, let alone impatient. The heart must be calm.

Chu Lang decided to practice after a while, at least in a safe place. If he meets bad people outside, wouldn't he die so badly.

Chu Lang felt as if he had collapsed and his whole body was weak. It took a long time for Chu Lang to sit cross-legged on the side of the bed with difficulty.

"No, this will delay the journey." Chu Lang muttered to himself.

Chu Lang slowly operated according to the Ice Art to mobilize the weak zhenqi in his body, yesterday it was very condensed zhenqi, why the remaining zhenqi almost disappeared now.

After running for two weeks, the true qi in Chu Lang's body slowly re-condensed some true qi from the meridians and acupoints all over his body, and his limbs regained their strength.

Chu Lang got out of bed after finishing his exercises, and stretched his limbs, but the numbness still persisted. It seemed that he couldn't use lightness exercises to hurry on his journey today.

Chu Lang simply packed his bags, picked up the package and walked out the door. Seeing that the door of the handsome boy opposite was still closed and there was no sound from inside, Chu Lang frowned.

"What's none of my business? I haven't finished my business yet." Chu Lang shook his head and left the inn. There were already many diners in the front hall.

Chu Lang called Xiao Er for some steamed stuffed buns and two bowls of porridge, and after a hasty breakfast, he continued on his way.

Until he left Yulai Inn, Chu Lang didn't see that handsome boy again. Could it be that he just left.

"It's really good. To encounter such strange things while walking in the rivers and lakes. I must tell Junior Sister Yanxue well when I go back. She will be very happy." Chu Lang said to himself.

There were more and more pedestrians on the street, and it was almost time. After eating two bowls of porridge and a few meat buns, Chu Lang finally regained some strength. After asking the direction clearly, Chu Lang set out on the road again.

Before sunset today, we must arrive at the Butterfly City where Mu Caifeng is located. It is said that every March in this Butterfly City, the sky of the city will be filled with all kinds of colorful butterflies, hence the name of the city. here.

There is a Mucai Mountain not far from Caidie City, the Mucai Peak Sect is on the Mucai Mountain Peak, if ordinary people in Caidie City want their children to learn martial arts, they will send them to the Mucai Peak sect.

However, the Mu Caifeng Sect prefers to recruit female disciples. After all, the founder of the sect is a woman, and martial arts are more suitable for the cultivation of female disciples. However, it is not ruled out that there are still some male disciples in the sect, but they are just ordinary martial arts. Neither are high.