I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 454 Implicated
Zhou Chuan looked at the two figures standing in the rain, with an unprecedented cautiousness in his eyes.

"Someone from the Gong family? And he also masters the ninth-level power of wind?" Zhang Chen showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The ninth level of strength is already comparable to Yang Shen!
In particular, one of them controls a strange wind that can blow people's souls, and the other one controls a strange wind that can make people lose their minds. This kind of power seems to restrain the power of Yang Shen, martial arts will, etc.

"The injuries on my body were left by the old man in black robe. That old guy almost dug out my heart and liver." Zhou Chuan slowly put the package on his back and then stood up from the pavilion.

"Zhou Chuan, you can't escape, so you'd better surrender and follow me back to the Gong family to apologize." The voice of the old man in white robe contained a strange power. Although the voice was not very loud, it could penetrate the rain and reach the ears of the two people upstairs.

"Haha, escape? What do you mean by escape? I'm just retreating strategically." Zhou Chuan was very dissatisfied, and his voice was full of stubbornness: "You Gong family are a bunch of ants, you always bully the weak. One day I will kill all the old bastards in your Gong family."

After saying this, Zhou Chuan had already jumped out of the teahouse and rushed into the rainstorm. Only his faint words rang in Zhang Chen's ears: "Run away! These two old bastards are not easy to deal with. My martial arts spirit and will are not tempered enough. These two old bastards are somewhat incompatible with me. Take care of yourself."

After Zhou Chuan finished speaking, he had already gone far away. His running speed exceeded the sonic boom, leaving a clear water line in the air.

Seeing this, the old man in black robe turned into a black whirlwind, disappeared in the rain, and chased after Zhou Chuan, while the old man in white robe stood there motionless, his eyes fixed on Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen had killed many people from the Gong family, such as Gong Bao, so he and the Gong family had a blood feud. However, Zhang Chen felt that the Gong family might not know about this, and even if they knew, they might not recognize him.

"Are you going to come down by yourself, or do you want me to catch you down?" The old man in white robe looked at Zhang Chen, his voice gentle and pure.

"Oh? The person you are looking for is Zhou Chuan, what does it have to do with me?" Zhang Chen's eyes revealed a hint of confusion: "Could it be that the Gong family knows that I killed Gong Bao and other direct descendants?"

"Zhou Chuan kowtowed to you, which shows that you have an extraordinary status and position. I would like to ask you to help me capture Zhou Chuan. What do you think?" The old man in white robe had a polite voice, as if he was discussing with Zhang Chen, but his words were filled with unquestionable toughness.

Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked up and down at the old man in front of him: "What if I say no?"

"Your cultivation is only at the third level. You have no chance of resisting me." The old man in white robe said with a smile.

"So I have no choice." Zhang Chen sighed.

"That's right!" The old man in white robe said, "I know you are someone with a background, otherwise you would never ask Zhou Chuan, a tough guy, to kneel down. But Zhou Chuan has killed too many masters of my Gong family, he must die! No matter who you are today, you must help my Gong family take down Zhou Chuan."

"The Gong family is too domineering!" Zhang Chen slowly stood up from the teahouse: "And you seem to have me in your hands."

"My wind is the bewitching wind. Anyone who is blown by my bewitching wind will be controlled by me, so it's best if you cooperate with me. If you don't want to cooperate, it's not a big problem. I will ask you to cooperate obediently." The old man in white robe greeted him with a smile.

"May I ask your name?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Gong Bai." said the old man in white robe.

"The one just now was called Gong Hei?" Zhang Chen teased with a smile, without any tension on his face.

"Not bad." Gong Bai nodded.

Zhang Chen couldn't laugh anymore. He picked up the oil-paper umbrella beside him, slowly walked down the building, stepped into the heavy rain, and came to Gong Bai: "You are very confident."

"Because I killed so many people, my confidence gradually developed." Gong Bai said.

Anyone who can survive the killing will of course be arrogant. This is not because he is lucky, but because he is powerful.

"I'd really like to try your bewitching wind." Zhang Chen put one hand in his sleeve and held an oil-paper umbrella in the other hand. The heavy rain kept dripping down the umbrella, wetting the traces on the ground.

"If you don't listen, you will have a chance to try. I don't care where you come from or what your background is, because even if you are a member of the royal family, I will not be afraid of you." Gong Bai's words were full of warnings, but he was also very confident.

Facing Gong Bai's warning, Zhang Chen suddenly stretched out his hand from his sleeve, and a blood-red light cut through the rain curtain and slashed towards Gong Bai opposite.

No matter who the opponent is, Zhang Chen is confident that as long as he is hit by his Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, he will die instantly.

The moment Gong Bai saw Zhang Chen's Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, his expression changed drastically. He recognized the origin of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword at a glance. After all, there was only one divine weapon in the world that could easily cut through the reverse scales of an eleventh-rank true dragon.

Moreover, everyone who was not blind could see the great battle that day.

Gong Bai turned into a wisp of breeze and dissipated, slipping away from the wind of Zhang Chen's sword. His figure appeared ten feet away from Zhang Chen: "I master wind escape. The wind of your sword is also wind. As long as there is wind, it is under my control."

"How did this knife come into your hands? Who is Xie Xuan to you?" Gong Bai looked at the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife with greed in his eyes. If he could seize the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife, his future combat power would definitely be improved. "What a pity, this can't even kill you?" Zhang Chen showed a trace of regret in his eyes, and turned around and fled into the rain.

He did not use the escape technique because he still had some other methods that he had not used. If he used the escape technique, how could Gong Bai take the bait?

"Can you get away?" Gong Bai looked at Zhang Chen's escape with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than the wind?"

Gong Bai stood in place and blew a puff of yellow air at Zhang Chen. Then the yellow airflow turned into a meter long and rushed towards the direction where Zhang Chen was running. Before Zhang Chen ran ten meters, he was hit by the yellow wind and was directly enveloped in the yellow wind. Then Zhang Chen stood in place motionless, like a sculpture.

Zhang Chen only felt a gust of fresh breeze blowing on his face, and then his whole brain became dizzy, as if he was in a half-asleep dream, and he lost control of his body.

At this time, the Wind-Fixing Bead in his spiritual world vibrated slightly, and then all the abnormalities disappeared. Zhang Chen regained control of his body, but he still stood there stupidly, like a dried wooden stake.

"Turn around." Gong Bai said.

Zhang Chen turned around obediently and looked at Gong Bai with empty and blank eyes.

"Which family are you from?" Gong Bai asked.

Hearing Gong Bai's question, Zhang Chen's mind turned, and the next moment he said, "White Lotus Sect."

He has a grudge against the White Lotus Sect. If he could divert the disaster to the east and make the White Lotus Sect and the Gong family go to war, that would be perfect.

Sure enough, Gong Bai on the opposite side was shocked when he heard Zhang Chen's words. The White Lotus Sect is powerful and not easy to mess with. Even if the Gong family faces the White Lotus Sect, they don't want to provoke it if they can.

"But now that I've been provoked, I can't care less." Gong Bai muttered to himself.

Then he asked again: "Tell me about your status and position in the White Lotus Sect."

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Since you have offended the White Lotus Sect, of course you have to grasp all the details so that you can come up with a proper response.

"I am the son of Chen Zhifei, the leader of the Hongshui Banner." Zhang Chen replied blankly: "My name is Chen Ming."

"He is actually Chen Zhifei's son?" Gong Bai felt a little apprehensive. Chen Zhifei was a descendant of the previous dynasty and had a deep background, so he was not easy to mess with.

"But what can Chen Zhifei's son do? With such a magical weapon in his hand, he would not hesitate to go to war with the White Lotus Sect for it." Gong Bai set his gaze on the bloody knife, with a burning look in his eyes.

With this magical weapon, combined with the power of his own bloodline, he would not dare to stroke the tiger's whiskers even if it was a tenth-rank strongman.

So Gong Bai smiled and asked, "What is your relationship with Xie Xuan?"

If he wanted the blood knife, he also needed to figure out the relationship between Xie Xuan and the person in front of him. After all, Xie Xuan was not only powerful, but also had achieved the status of Yang God through his own practice. He also had an official status in the court. He was still wary of Xie Xuan.

"I have nothing to do with Xie Xuan." Zhang Chen answered dully, like a puppet.

"Then why did the blood knife appear in your hand?" Gong Bai asked the question in his mind.

"I was looking for the Dragon Ball outside the city when this knife suddenly fell from the sky and stuck in front of me. I pulled it out and took it away." Zhang Chen replied.

Hearing this, Gong Bai was overjoyed. It turned out that the knife was not from the boy in front of him, but from Xie Xuan. Xie Xuan even lost his precious knife, which showed how powerful the enemy was. I'm afraid the situation was not good.

If he took the sword, even if Xie Xuan came to him in the future, he could say that he had snatched it from the White Lotus Sect and take the sword away from him.

Now that he knew the whole story, Gong Bai no longer had any concerns and stretched out his hand: "This knife is not suitable for you. Give it to me. I will find a new knife for you in the future. That knife will definitely suit you."

Zhang Chen's face struggled when he heard this, holding the sword in his hand with an uncertain look on his face.

"He is so greedy! No wonder he dared to snatch Xie Xuan's precious sword while the fire broke out in Xie Xuan's backyard. Even my Bewitching Wind could help him resist a little. This kid is really obsessed with this sword." Gong Bai was not surprised when he saw Zhang Chen's struggling expression. After all, it would be strange if the other party was willing to hand over such a precious sword to him.

At this time, Zhang Chen was holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, with his palm and the hilt all hidden in his sleeves. Gong Bai outside didn't see it at all. The Blood God in Zhang Chen's body turned into a drop of blood and silently attached itself to the hilt.

Of course he knew that he was no match for Gong Bai, but did he need to be strong to kill someone? Not necessarily!
(End of this chapter)