Chapter 73 Embers, Fire

Bang!

Chen Zhixing tilted his head slightly, and his big pale hand with sharp black nails suddenly wiped his cheek and scratched it.

Immediately, Chen Zhixing flicked his finger, and the big pale hand instantly shattered and turned into countless white mist, dissipating in the heaven and earth.

"The person with the spider web? Sure enough, he still noticed me."

A gloomy and uncertain look flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes as he looked at the spider-faced man in black robe standing in the fog.

"In that case."

Bang! ! !

"Then...kill them all!!"

The divine light in Chen Zhixing's eyes suddenly surged, and he stepped hard, and his whole body was like a cannonball, blasting towards the spider-faced man in black robes.

"Hehehe, you do have some tricks to avoid my misty hands, right???"

The spider-faced man in black robe was originally standing with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly, but when he saw Chen Zhixing raised his fist and even the void began to collapse silently, his expression suddenly changed, and the indifference in his eyes instantly turned into panic.

"Fuck you! Didn't you say that Chen Zhixing is weak?"

The spider-faced man in black robe screamed in fright, turned around and ran away.

boom! !

After a dull loud noise, everything came to an abrupt end.

In the thick fog, Chen Zhixing was holding a man in black robe with a spider face like mud in one hand, his brows knitted together.

"You are so weak, come over and intercept me."

"Are you kidding me?"

Chen Zhixing's face was gloomy as he slowly lifted up the spider-faced man in black robe.

He originally looked at this person's enigmatic look and thought that some extremely powerful person was coming, which made him feel a little nervous.

I didn't expect this person to be just a show-off.

As a result, if he hadn't stopped in the end and released most of his power, this person would have been beaten into scum by one punch.

I saw that the mask on this man's face had been broken, revealing a long face with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

He looked to be about thirty or forty years old, and his cultivation level was at the peak of Tongming at most. At this moment, his legs were trembling, and he looked at Chen Zhixing with fear on his face.

A series of water stains were dripping from this person's crotch.

Snapped!

Chen Zhixing slapped the sharp-mouthed man on the face.

"Next, I'll ask you questions. Do you understand?" Chen Zhixing said, losing interest.

"Then you, you, you. After I finish speaking, if you can let me go, I will speak." The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shrank his head, rolled his eyes, and whispered.

Chen Zhixing frowned, and a look of impatience flashed across his face. He was just about to talk nonsense to him, but he suddenly remembered something, nodded and said:

"Okay, I promise you, I, Chen Zhixing, always keep my word."

Hearing this, the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said, "Then you ask."

"Who are you? Where did your clothes come from? Who asked you to intercept and kill me?" Chen Zhixing thought for a moment and said, "Tell me the details."

This person is definitely not the group of black-robed men who intercepted and killed the Ziwei Chen family in southern Xinjiang that day. Although they dress the same, their methods of conduct and their cultivation aura are completely different.

That group of people is weird and mysterious, and their behavior is ruthless. Those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the peak of fugue.

And the most important thing is that instead of resisting death, those people have a strong sense of belonging to death.

Other than that, the group of people all had the same feature on their faces.

That is, the faces of those people all have traces of sewing, as if they were broken ceramic dolls that were glued together again.

And this person doesn't have any of the characteristics of that group of people.

There may be something fishy in the middle.

"My name is Han Zong. I was originally a casual cultivator in Youzhou. But last year, I was absorbed into the peripheral organization of Spiderweb by people from Spiderweb. They don't need me to do anything. They just let me continue to stay in Youzhou. I can be there at any time. Whatever their orders, just listen to them."

"As a benefit, they are willing to give me a Yuanling Pill."

"As soon as I thought about such a good thing, I naturally agreed immediately."

"In this year, they have never looked for me. Until today, they suddenly looked for me. They gave me this set of clothes and asked me to wait for you at the official road to intercept and kill you."

"After this is accomplished, they are willing to help me break through to the Immortal Ascension Realm."

Han Zong finished speaking quickly like he was pouring beans out of his bamboo tube.

"No more?" Chen Zhixing frowned.

When Han Zong saw this, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and he quickly said: "I'm sorry, sir. I have some guesses of my own, and I don't know if they are correct or not."

"Guess? You tell me." Chen Zhixing nodded.

Han Zong took a deep breath, then hesitated and said: "Actually, I have been in contact with people from the spider web before, and I found that the group of people who recruited me into the periphery of the spider web last year were not the original people from the spider web at all!

I vaguely heard their conversation. They seemed to call the organization they belonged to. Embers! Yes, it’s embers! "

"But who they were, I didn't care at the time. After all, the Yuanling Pill they gave me was a good thing, so I didn't pay too much attention to it."

When Chen Zhixing heard the words, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Yes!

If the group of black-robed men in southern Xinjiang are not spider webs, then everything makes sense!

Because he clearly remembered that in the game "Great Practice" in his previous life, Spider Web was just an extraordinary assassin organization.

"In other words, the spider web may have been obliterated by the mysterious black-robed people long ago and has ceased to exist in name only. And the mysterious black-robed people are just using the spider web's reputation to walk in the world of cultivation?"

Chen Zhixing thought slightly in his heart.

ember?

This name seems to have something to do with the fire among that group of people.

After a while.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Zhixing collected his thoughts and asked calmly.

"This...hey, sir, why are you raising your hands? Yes, yes, yes!"

When Han Zong saw Chen Zhixing raising his hand, he was suddenly startled. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said:

"A friend of mine who has also been absorbed into the peripheral organization of this spider web said that in fact, I am not the only one arranged to intercept and kill you this time. They also received the task, but they were in different official channels."

At this point, Han Zong was afraid that Chen Zhixing would ask again, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Sir, it's gone now, it's really gone at all, don't ask anymore."

"Okay." Chen Zhixing nodded, feeling slightly relieved after hearing this.

Judging from this statement, the group of mysterious black-robed men do not have great supernatural powers for the time being and are aware of his movements at all times.

The situation that Chen Zhixing was most worried about has not happened yet.

"I must have seen Mr. You taking Ruan Nanzhu alone in a flying boat to return to the Chen family. So he was sure that I would continue to stay in Youzhou, so he cast a wide net to catch more fish, intercepting and killing me on every official road?"

Chen Zhixing silently guessed in his heart.

"But no matter what, one thing that is certain is that I was completely targeted by that organization called Ember."

Thinking of this, Chen Zhixing's eyes showed a hint of gloom.

There are too many secrets in him, and if any of these secrets are leaked, it will most likely bring him and the Ziwei Chen family into trouble that can be called devastating!

At this moment, there was an unprecedented sense of threat and urgency, like an invisible big hand, slowly grasping his heart.

"Sir, can you let me go now?" Han Zong asked cautiously.

"Of course you can. I always keep my word."

Chen Zhixing gathered his thoughts and smiled slightly at Han Zong, which immediately made Han Zong feel warm in his heart.

Just when Han Zong was about to hand over and leave.

"Ah! What's going on? My hands suddenly don't work!"

Bang! ! !

Looking at Han Zong who was slapped into blood mist, Chen Zhixing said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my mind wants to let you go, but my hands are not willing."

Immediately, Chen Zhixing took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Tianchuan Mountain.

No matter how.

In this world, if you want to protect yourself, you can only improve your strength!

Just be stronger and stronger!

When it reaches a certain level of strength, all ulterior motives will be defeated!

"Hurry up and condense the second avenue seed!"

A flash of understanding flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes, then he took out a white cross mask from his chest and put it on his face.

next moment.

Chen Zhixing took a step forward.

Then

One step is faster than the other, and each step is more urgent than the last!

boom! !

After three breaths, Chen Zhixing had turned into a horizontal thunder between heaven and earth!