The monk standing at the front was about thirty years old from his face, with slender cheeks, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a bit of a man and a woman looking at the villagers of Hangu who were in a mess on the opposite side, the monk coughed and said lightly: "You brutes listen well, the five of us are from Sitian Pavilion, and we will collect all the spirit millet at the behest of the lord of Xiliang Kingdom."
Hand over all the spiritual millets in your hands to avoid death, otherwise there will be no forgiveness. ” Wang Shan, as the head of the villagers, was naturally the first to speak by him, and just now he witnessed five people falling from the sky, so he was quite afraid.
He took a step forward and said cautiously: "A few superiors, our ancestors have lived here for generations, and we have never heard of Xiliang Kingdom, let alone any Sitian Pavilion.
Although it is summer now, the winter in the mountains is very long, and all the people in the village rely on these cold valleys to resist the harsh winter, and they are all taken away by the superiors, and the villagers cannot survive this winter. ” The long-faced monk's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "If you want to pay it, don't talk nonsense, grandfathers don't have time to listen to your complaints." ” There was a commotion among the villagers, and some of the able-bodied young people were already eager to try.
A sturdy young man of twenty years old squeezed out of the crowd and said loudly: "What kind of bird place is Xiliang Country, why should our cold valley be handed over to you, what are you?"
” Behind the long-faced monk, the face of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old monk changed slightly, Chen Yunsheng suddenly felt that the aura around him was a little uneasy, and just wanted to warn, he saw a flash of white light, half of the young man's head was cut off by a long sword, and blood mixed with brains flowed down from the remaining half of the young man's head, and the young man's body actually took two steps forward, and his hands stretched straight forward, as if he was about to fight back.
The young man waved his hands, and the long sword arced in the air and landed in his hand, the blade of which was as smooth as a mirror, and there was not a trace of blood stained on it.
The young man's body fell to the ground, and a forty-year-old woman and a young woman were thrown out of the villagers, and the two women wept loudly over the young man's body, and the villagers' anger was ignited.
More than a dozen men carried iron forks to plough the fields, and hunting spears pounced on the monks opposite.
The long-faced monk looked at the cold-faced young man behind him with some displeasure and said, "I know that if you are in trouble, what do you have to do with these ignorant brutes, but you have dirty our sword." ” "Don't let you do it, let me come."
The cold-faced young man had already gathered up, his long sword twisted a few sword flowers, and rushed into the crowd, and for a while, the stump and broken arm flew sideways, and it was unparalleled.
Chen Yunsheng's three corpse gods who were already angry jumped violently, just because everything happened too suddenly, and the cold-faced young man was very ruthless, and when he wanted to make a move, seven or eight villagers had already been beheaded and killed.
The cold-faced young man was killing for a while, the long sword was full of swords, his fingers were flying, and when he was proud, suddenly a cold air approached the back of his neck, and he hurriedly urged the sword to move behind him.
It was expected that the person who would sneak up on him would protect himself first and give up attacking himself, so he used such a jade burning trick.
But to his surprise, a pinprick pain pierced through his heart, and the spirit yuan around him involuntarily poured out from the sharp pain in his neck.
In just two breaths, the cold-faced young man's pink cheeks were like withered, and he suddenly aged dozens of years.
The person who sneaked up behind him was Chen Yunsheng, he regretted that he was late, causing seven or eight people to be slaughtered, so as soon as he got started, he used the golden spirit silk hand and the green wood silk hand together, five silver wires wrapped the flying sword strongly, and the other green silk pierced the neck of the cold-faced young man, sucking the spirit yuan around him clean.
The ownerless flying sword was put into the storage ring by Chen Yunsheng in case of emergency.
In Chen Yunsheng's eyes, the monk's opponent was naturally the monk, and none of the bullying scum could let go Chen Yunsheng turned around and instructed Wang Shan to take people aside, so as not to hurt them by himself.
Wang Shan saw that this young brother had such great magical powers, and he couldn't help but be glad that he had taken him in yesterday.
The long-faced monk was shocked to find that a monk had mixed in with the barbarians and killed one of his men in an instant.
He knew very well that although the cold-faced young man was only in the late stage of Qi cultivation, if he talked about the means of killing, he was very sophisticated, and he was definitely not inferior to himself, a foundation-building monk.
His participation in the assassination in the Sitian Pavilion of Xianzhou was absolutely indispensable, but he didn't expect to be easily solved by the opponent, this opponent was too terrible.
He didn't act rashly, but released his divine sense to carefully check Chen Yunsheng's cultivation, and found that the other party was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and a hanging heart gradually let go.
The three monks behind him were already ready to move at this time, and a black-faced old man who was also a foundation cultivator said in a low voice: "Xu Tou, let's go up together and chop this kid up." ” The monk surnamed Xu shook his head and said softly, "You are waiting here, and you are not allowed to act rashly. ” He walked in front of Chen Yunsheng in four directions, and said coldly: "Where are you a monk, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, dare to kill the worship of Si Tiange, and quickly report to the mountain gate." ” Chen Yunsheng quietly walked towards the monk surnamed Xu, without saying a word, at first the two people were separated by five or six zhang, and slowly became three or four zhang, and then became less than two zhang.
The monk surnamed Xu felt the fierce murderous aura emanating from Chen Yunsheng's body, and he involuntarily began to retreat, his voice trembling slightly: "Send a letter to the ancestor quickly, let him rush to help." ” As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yunsheng had already made a move, a silver thread pierced the neck of the long-faced monk, and three silver rays of light with the other hand struck at the three monks behind him.
The monk surnamed Xu was shocked, his body rolled and crawled to the ground to avoid Chen Yunsheng's thunderous blow, only one of the three people behind him was a foundation building cultivator, and the other two were still in the Qi cultivation period.
These two people did not have a martial arts foundation before entering the Immortal Gate, so they had no measures to resist the attacking silver wire, and let the silver wire pierce their necks.
Chen Yunsheng's fingers flicked slightly, and the two silver filaments trembled rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on the necks of the two people were stirred to shreds, and a hole the size of a goose egg appeared on the necks of the two monks, and the two of them died in an instant.
The black-faced old man and the monk surnamed Xu retreated to one place, and the two of them invariably offered amulets in front of them, one was a light green copper coin the size of a fist, and the other was a black tortoise shell with a diameter of a few feet.
Chen Yunsheng was no stranger to tortoise shells, the white-haired old man he had dealt with before used to defend himself was a piece of tortoise shell, which seemed to have become Si Tiange's standard equipment.
Chen Yunsheng didn't wait for the two of them to make a move, Tianxuan was domineering, and he shot towards the two of them in front of his body.
Facing a lightning-fast opponent, the two monks were a little dumbfounded.
In order to prevent slackness, although there are regular assessments such as fighting methods and evaluations in Sitian Pavilion, everyone works together under the same roof, and no one needs to be really able to compete when fighting, just going through the motions.
Chen Yunsheng's right index finger shot out a golden spirit thread, and went straight to the black-faced old man's Yin Hall, and before the silver filament stabbed the old man, the copper coin fluttering in front of him was full of green light, and it actually blocked the silver filament.
Chen Yunsheng changed a few more offensive positions, but they were all blocked by copper coins.
Every time the golden spirit silk hits the copper coin, it emits a little dazzling light, but it is impossible to use the spirit silk to break the copper coin magic weapon.
The old man surnamed Xu took this opportunity to keep pinching the trick in his hand, and he bit the tip of his tongue.
A mouthful of crimson blood spurted out, and he roared, "Look at my fire dragon technique." ” In an instant, a flame erupted from his mouth and nose, and as soon as the flame erupted, it began to expand, and finally turned into a fiery dragon more than ten zhang long and one zhang thick.
The fire dragon's body glowed orange-red, and from time to time some red and crimson lightning flashed on the dragon's body, and a wave of hot qi scorched Chen Yunsheng's skin, reflecting his cheeks orange-red.
"This foundation building monk is actually able to cast the fire dragon technique, isn't this spell only a Jindan monk can use," Chen Yunsheng exclaimed.
However, the monk surnamed Xu didn't give Chen Yunsheng time to sigh, he raised his hands above his head.
The fiery red dragon flew into the air with its head pointing down and its tail pointing upwards.
He shouted: "Nine Heavens Hanging Dragon, kill" The dragon struck at Chen Yunsheng with a thunderous momentum.
Along the way, the clouds in the sky were dyed red, as if they had ignited.
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The monk surnamed Xu was already covered in sweat at this time, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were not even bloody, and it seemed that this trick had also exhausted his mana.
Chen Yunsheng's brows were twisted together, if it was only him, he could dodge the fire dragon's blow.
But dozens of pairs of eyes behind him looked at him, he was like a man, and the villagers behind him were not able to dodge this blow.
In fact, when fighting the method, many times it is not necessarily necessary to break every move, and if you see that the right method is powerful, if you can dodge, it is also a good way.
Avoiding its edge and attacking it unpreparedness is the king's way.
But at this time, there was only hard fighting, Chen Yunsheng quickly calculated the capital he could use to fight hard, the Hun Tian Topaz Armor had been somewhat damaged when he fought Bai Huahua last time, and it had not been repaired and could not be used.
Jin Lingsi can weave some defensive nets, but for flowing fire, as long as there is a gap, it can be drilled through, and this trick will not work.
Visually judging the power of this fire dragon, the stone armor technique is probably useless, even if he is fine, the villagers behind him will not be spared.
When he was scorching, suddenly, a water ball the size of a water tank condensed in mid-air, and the surrounding water aura was still gathering towards the water ball.
Chen Yunsheng looked back and saw that Liu Xiaoshan was already standing behind him with a smile.
It turned out that not long after Chen Yunsheng went out, Liu Xiaoshan felt that there was already someone fighting outside.
She was worried that Chen Yunsheng was outnumbered, so she came out to help, and happened to meet a monk surnamed Xu who was performing fire dragon magic.
Liu Xiaoshan is the body of Kuijing, and it is naturally handy to cast water spells.
Although the level of the water bomb technique is not as high as the fire dragon technique, the monk surnamed Xu is limited to cultivation and has not performed it completely, so the fire dragon technique in front of him has its appearance.
Under Liu Xiaoshan's cast, the water bomb technique became extremely strong.
In an instant, seven or eight huge water balls had condensed in the air, and Liu Xiaoshan said, "Go" Huge water balls crashed into the dragon one after another, and the sound of "snorting" was endless.
In a few moments, the fire dragon wilted, and the orange around its body became darker and darker.
After the last water bomb was fired, the fire dragon completely extinguished and turned into a cloud of ashes.
Liu Xiaoshan waved his sleeves lightly, and a gust of wind blew through, blowing the ashes to the ground Please share aa2705221: