Just then.
There was a woman holding a dagger with a cold light in her hand. She came out from nowhere and stabbed at Qi Chen. With endless hatred in her eyes, she roared loudly.
"Qi Chen, go to hell!"
This woman is Xu Shiwen, one of Liu Feng's harem, and she is obsessed with wanting to avenge her lover.
Qi Chen didn't move.
Let the dagger stab at his chest.
The scene where everyone expected Qi Chen to be pierced by a sword did not happen.
This dagger couldn't even pierce Qi Chen's body.
Unscathed.
The man in red lowered his eyelashes, he raised the corners of his lips coldly, looked up at Xu Shiwen's eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, the teacup he held in his hand shattered into pieces with a forceful slender finger.
Then he threw the fragment of the teacup in his hand at Xu Shiwen casually, directly cutting the artery in her neck.
"Overreaching."
It was only at this moment that everyone realized what kind of existence Qi Chen was.
Are they his opponents
Obviously, no.
Qi Chen stood up: "Do you want to kill me? I am a narrow-minded person. Since you have made me unhappy, you can stay here."
talking.
The man in red waved his sleeves.
The door of the mansion was closed, tightly closed, and could not be opened again.
Someone gritted their teeth: "Qi Chen is determined to kill us. With so many of us, is it possible that he is still afraid of him alone? Brothers, go!!"
As he said that, the early bird drew his sword aggressively and slashed at Qi Chen.
Then.
The early bird was split in half.
Fu Yue frowned, she looked away, not to watch this bloody and nauseating scene.
She is indeed warlike, but she doesn't like this kind of killing without beauty.
I noticed that Fu Yue frowned.
Thinking that she hated him for killing people when he disagreed, Qi Chen pursed his thin lips, but he stopped.
he said to himself.
"Forget it, since you don't want to come here, then come here by yourself."
Said, Qi Chen came to Fu Yue's side in a flash, and put his arms around her shoulders.
Seeing that Fu Yue's brows were still furrowed, Qi Chen subconsciously glanced at himself to make sure that there was no blood on him, so he let go of his worries.
Someone turned to "Ji Qinglin" next to him and asked for help: "Ji Shaoxia, hurry up, now only you can fight this monster, otherwise we will all be buried in his hands today!!"
Then, in plain sight.
This "Ji Qinglin" raised his hand, and took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a handsome face that had always been slightly feminine.
Most of the people in Jianghu knew this face.
One of Qi Chen's four guardians.
folding star.
Good at disguise, camouflage.
Zhe Xing knelt down on one knee towards Qi Chen, "See the lord, we have wiped out all these people who are ambushing outside, and wait for the lord to deal with it."
"As long as the Lord gives an order, the disciples of our Demon Sect will be able to enter immediately and kill them—"
"Catch them all!"
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
"You, you, you, you are actually a broken star? Damn it, where did you demons get the real Ji Shaoxia?"
"Sure enough, the members of the Demon Cult are scheming and shameless!"
"Qi Chen, hand over Ji Shaoxia to the old man!"
A group of people shouted below.
Qi Chen hooked his lips suddenly, and his blood-red thin lips pursed into a strange arc.
He suddenly raised his hand and took off the mask on his face, revealing that beautiful face that obviously belonged to Ji Qinglin.
Qi Chen smiled viciously.
"Patriarch Mu, are you looking for Ji?"
There was a dead silence.