"How brave!"

The people who were besieging Shang Qingmei were instantly shocked and furious when they saw Chen Jing killing their own people so unscrupulously under their eyes.

In their opinion, Chen Jing also came here to seize the core of the blood evil, but he couldn't wait to get the peach even though he hadn't killed anyone yet, so he obviously didn't take them seriously.

Soon, a group of people who surrounded and killed Shang Qingmei quickly separated and attacked Chen Jing, intending to kill him as a warning to others.

Chen Jing calmly shook off the blood drops on his palms and looked at the visitor calmly.

Today is different from the past.

He was not seriously injured and was even more powerful.

Not only are the number of those who come here smaller, their own strength is not as good as the barbarians, and all of them have ulterior motives.

So, he has nothing to worry about.

The sharp sword light flashed from the front. Chen Jing did not draw the sword, but turned slightly to the side, just in time to avoid the sword, and at the same time, he tapped forward with his index finger.

What seems slow is actually like a dragnet that makes it impossible to dodge.

The person wielding the sword could only watch helplessly as the slender white jade-like index finger pointed towards his eyebrows bit by bit, while his body seemed to be filled with lead and could not move no matter how hard he struggled.

In the end, there was only a "squeak" sound, and the index finger penetrated the center of his eyebrow, making a deep hole.

After killing the person in front with one move, Chen Jing did not wait for a counterattack. He suddenly stepped on the ground with his combat boots. His whole body was like an arrow, and he rushed back towards the incoming person with an extremely fierce momentum, instantly setting off a

A bloody storm.

At the same time, Shang Qingmei, who felt the pressure around him drop suddenly, looked at the figure surrounded by a crowd of people not far away with a flash of joy in his eyes.

Although she couldn't see the face of the person clearly, the familiar voice confirmed her.

Without any hesitation, she immediately unleashed all her strength to cooperate.

In an instant, the pressure on those who fought against Shang Qingmei doubled.

Together with the continuous screams and wails from Chen Jing's location, Adrian, the commander-in-chief of this operation, instantly felt deeply uneasy.

"Go to hell!"

Chen Jing had just punched the head of the person in front of him to pieces when he heard an angry roar coming from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a chill somewhere on his vest, and a fierce sword light came towards him as swiftly as a poisonous dragon leaving its body.

"I'll give you a piece of advice. Don't waste too much time talking on the battlefield. If you have the time, it's better to work harder. Except for me, of course!"

Like a dragon and a snake turning over, Chen Jing turned around in an instant and stared at the visitor with indifference like a superior god. Then he stretched out his crystal jade-like luster like a god and demon. At a glance, there seemed to be endless

Attractive palms.

There was just a "clang" sound, and the long sword that was thrust seemed to have hit gold and iron, and was instantly easily caught between Chen Jing's two fingers.

Immediately afterwards, he made a mistake with his two fingers, and after a crisp "click" sound, the sword with excellent texture was cut off in an instant like a piece of wood.

"How can that be?"

Before the owner of the sword had finished speaking, he saw a familiar broken sword shot at a speed that he could not react at all, slicing most of his neck, making it impossible to continue any further words.

The battle continues.

After experiencing countless battles on the battlefield, Chen Jing's fighting style has become more fierce and direct.

He was seen walking among the crowd with his feet on the stars, playing among the crowd like a dragon. At the same time, his fists, claws, fingers, elbows, knees, legs and other parts turned into efficient and cold killing machines.

Every move is fast, accurate and ruthless, aiming directly at its vital points, making onlookers tremble with fear.

It was clear that Chen Jing was alone, but the besiegers only felt as if they were on the Shura battlefield. Their enemies were everywhere in front of them, and the numerous companions around them seemed to no longer exist at this time.

He was the only one who desperately faced the suffocating attack.

No one can survive one round.

At this time, Chen Jing was like a seducer spreading death. Wherever he went, one corpse after another without any resistance fell down.

But he himself was not damaged at all.

Such a desperate contrast made the besiegers extremely horrified.

In the end, every time Chen Jing took a step, these people who clearly had the numerical advantage retreated like frightened birds, not daring to move forward at all.

Chen Jing was not going to play hide-and-seek with this group of people, so he immediately rushed into the crowd at a high speed, and saw a long sword he had taken with him swung violently, and it was as bright as the Milky Way, like cutting wheat.

A row of warriors instantly fell down screaming in despair.

Finally, this sword broke the last straw in these people's hearts.

They were so frightened that they all ran away with strange screams. Many of them even didn't care about the blood evil core that Shang Qingmei coveted on his body, and simply disappeared far away.

Such movement naturally attracted attention from other directions.

The people who besieged Shang Qingmei suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Jing, the sudden appearance of the fierce dragon crossing the river, with extremely fearful eyes.

Adrian, who has always had pearls of wisdom, showed a rare surprise on his face. At this time, he couldn't help but ask:

"who are you?"

Chen Jing completely ignored his words and turned around and walked towards Shang Qingmei.

And some people who were blocking the way between the two no longer had the arrogance as before, and subconsciously backed away without daring to stop them.

Adrian saw this and his face twitched severely.

Those who didn’t know better thought they were the group with a numerical disadvantage.

However, it was just such a person who overwhelmed all of them.

Looking at Chen Jing's face that was obviously younger than him, Adrian, who had always regarded himself as the favored son of heaven, the strongest among his generation, couldn't help but feel deep jealousy and resentment.

Especially when he saw the friendly look on this man's face with Shang Qingmei, whom he regarded as his prey, he turned into a murderous aura.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

When classmates met, and it was on such an occasion, even Shang Qingmei, with his cold temperament, couldn't help but greet him with a faint smile.

If we were to rely on the context, we would have thought that the two exchanged simple greetings after looking at each other on a quiet side street.

However, looking at the blood dripping on the other party's body and the deep scars on her face, Chen Jing knew exactly how much price was paid behind this simple question.

The other party did not need comfort. Chen Jing knew this very well, so he just replied in the manner of greeting an old friend:

"Long time no see, my old classmate really impressed me!"

After listening to this, Shang Qingmei looked at Chen Jing seriously, then shook his head and said:

"Still not as good as you."

Chen Jing smiled: "You missed a big event. But it doesn't matter. When this is all over now, and you have time to revise and review it, you will gain as much as me. Then you and I will have a good discussion."

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“It’s a deal!”
Chapter completed!