Forced Chivalry

The scene before me is very strange.

Suddenly there were a lot of silhouettes in the entire yard, and the yard that was previously devastated by Zhang Yuan actually returned to normal. The room in the distance was continuous, the pavilions were very strict, and the bluestone on the ground was clean.

He strode into the courtyard.

The three middle-aged man are even more puzzled. They all walked over and vowed: “Young Hero doesn’t know what’s going on?”

Zhang Yuan is thinking about it.

After a while.

He didn’t say a word, pulled out Yin Snow Knife directly, and it turned, and it burst into white light and slashed.

Hong long!

Knife knives, running through a dozen meter away, the three middle-aged men in front of them all smashed on the spot, flesh and blood.

Those disciplines in the distance are all complexion changed, and they are stunned.

“Zhuangzhu!”

“Who are you? Why come to our Fengyun Mountain Villa?”

“Go to the press!”

Bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

Zhang Yuan waved Yin Snow Knife and violently slammed down. A path of terrifying knives emerged, glaring, chilling, and smashing these fragments.

All the buildings were blown up again, and he seemed to be a terrifying demon.

The screams in the courtyard were screaming.

However, these people seem to be no different from normal people.

Soon, the entire yard was once again destroyed and ruined, and all the people were shackled by him.

In the yard, a pungent bloody scent filled with blood and red eyes, and a layer of terrifying chills spread out from Yin Snow Knife, gradually freezing all of the blood.

Zhang Yuan frowned, strode deep, and searched in the courtyard.

However, as before, after a lap, no abnormalities were found.

How are these people resurrected? How was the previously destroyed yard restored? Why did the gray old man disappear?

All this is awesome.

He fell into thought again.

Yin Snow Knife dragged on the ground, emitting a steady stream of cold, and soon, a faint snow fell through the courtyard.

Hey!

He inserted Yin Snow Knife back into the scabbard and set off on the roof of the villa and began to observe the village quietly.

He would like to see what is wrong with this villa?

The night is getting darker.

A bright moon rises from the mountains, shining brightly, and the whole mountain is quiet to the extreme.

It seems that this time, the evil spirits in this place have completely died. Until now, the villas have not recovered again.

However, Zhang Yuan’s brows are tight.

Because as before, there has been no Merit Value.

Time is fast.

Soon, one night passed and the sun rose.

The villa still has no change, and it is extremely inferior. The gullies in the yard are sloping and sloping, and many of them are horrible.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes and suddenly turned around and walked toward the door.

After striding down the mountain and coming to the foot of the mountain, he looked up again and looked towards the mountain.

A strange scene suddenly appeared.

The broken door suddenly flew back and slammed, and closed firmly.

Zhang Yuan complexion changed.

What the hell is this?

He rushed over again, and when he approached, he heard the noisy noise and the low voice.

It’s all awesome!

But this time, he did not directly break through the door, but a convergence of breath, suddenly vacated, fell on the wall, sweeping toward the courtyard.

The courtyard was noisy and the sound was deafening, but there was only one silhouette.

The gray-haired old man who was smashed by him yesterday, expression is fluent, and the action is stiff and sweeps the ground over and over again.

It seems that the arrival of Zhang Yuan is felt, and the noisy voice in the courtyard suddenly disappears.

Only the old man was left, sweeping the sound of the ground over and over again.

Zhang Yuan pupil suddenly shrink.

How could this be?

He appeared in the vertical and quickly fell into the yard.

The gray robe old man stopped and looked up to Zhang Yuan.

Hong long!

Responding to his direct is a terrifying knife, stunned, and instantly squats.

Pu!

The old man’s body was once again smashed into two halves, spurting the sides.

Zhang Yuan inserted the knife into the sheath, strode to the room, pulled off a few satin, entangled the scabbard, then went to the kitchen, found the flint, fired the fire, and began to set fire everywhere.

The thick smoke was emitted from various rooms, and the whole mountain village began to burn in a short time.

“See how you are resurrected this time?”

Zhang Yuan speaks to herself.

Striding into the foothill, he looked up at Fengyun Mountain Villa.

The smoke was smoked and the whole mountain was completely burned.

He stood in the mountains watching.

The fire burned from the morning to the afternoon, and in the afternoon, the passing knights finally noticed the flames in the middle of the mountain, and the complexion changed.

“It’s Fengyun Mountain Villa.”

“How did Fengyun Mountain Villa catch fire?”

“Hurry, go over and see!”

These knights have rushed over.

Bang!

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and shot a powerful palm of thumb. The horses screamed, the body stood up, almost fell, and the knights above were all shaken by a powerful force. Almost rushed down, and they all looked awkward.

“who are you?”

“Is your vertical fire?”

These knights asked with fear.

Zhang Yuan used softness, but only blocked these people, and did not hurt them. started talking: “Not me, I just arrived.”

“Then why are you blocking us?”

Asked a knight.

“I have already reported the official. You have no use in the past, and it seems that people with dark forces are on it.”

Said Zhang Yuan.

“dark power?”

This group of knights changed their faces and shook hands: “many thanks Young Hero, but since you have reported the official, then we don’t have to worry about it, leave.”

They have turned their heads and left the place.

The fire was burned to the twilight time before it was completely extinguished, and the whole mountain was completely destroyed.

Zhang Yuan’s brow wrinkled deeply.

Still no Merit Value!

Why is this happening?

Is it still not dead?

Suddenly, his complexity changed.

Halfway up the mountain, the mountain village that was burnt to the ruins, once again quickly recovered, like magic, and restored to the original appearance in the blink of an eye, the same as before.

He is stuck in a breath of cold air, and his back is cold.

What the hell is this?

At the moment, even him, he felt amazed.

Being killed so many times, it is always lossless, and this is definitely the most terrifying evil he has ever seen.

Yan Quilong is dead here?

He turned and left quickly. This time is not a reluctant question. He needs to find a way to report to the top.

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The night is coming.

The noisy sounds in the villa suddenly disappeared.

There was a painful groan in a room.

“I have said that I can’t kill Yan Quilong. You don’t believe it. Now it’s in trouble. It’s Yin Snow Knife. Fortunately, he left. If it is a few more times, we will die completely.”

“Yan Quilong is not killing us. It is his own greed. We just told him the news of Dragon-Subduing 18 Palms. He ran to death.”

A screaming voice shouted.

“Now what is the use of these things? The people of Dragon Sect have to stare at us all the time. We have to get out of trouble as soon as possible and escape from here. Otherwise, the trouble is big.”

Another voice sounded.

“Damn, how could Yin Snow Knife and Yin Snow Knife be born? This is the ancient Sacred Item. It used to kill the big demon king. Fortunately, he will not use it. Otherwise, we will all die!”

The gloomy voice resented.

The painful screams again “`