Depressed, Chen Dengming still explained, "You have recognized the wrong person. I am not the protagonist you are looking for. I am just an innocent passerby."
The two monks outside the forest, a man and a woman, were startled. From the sound of their voices, they really didn't look alike.
But it is too simple to change a person's voice, and anyone can do it.
The male monk in blue robe said coldly, "Fellow Taoist, whether you are Jiang Qiang or not, there is a misunderstanding. Please come out and make it clear now. We are not unreasonable people."
Chen Dengming sighed inwardly, tapped the blood centipede in his ear hole, and told the waiter to be ready to work at any time.
At the same time, the snake poison in his sleeves jumped out, and he walked out of the forest cautiously, frowning and staring at the female cultivator opposite who had controlled a fireball to float beside him, and said.
"You two, I told you, I am not the person you are looking for, so there is no need to put up this fight, right?"
The triangular-eyed female cultivator opposite frowned and stared at Chen Dengming's dress. She looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
This outfit does not look like the Jiang Qiang he was chasing just now, but the other party is still wearing a face scarf, which is a bit weird.
The blue-robed male cultivator stared at Chen Dengming, his eyes lingering on the handle of the broken knife behind him for a moment, and he said suspiciously, "Tear off your face towel."
"One is for the first level of Qi training, and the other is... for the second level of Qi training..."
Chen Dengming carefully felt the spiritual power of these two people and the distance between them. Although he looked unhappy when he heard this, he still did as he was told.
The reason why he wore a hijab was to avoid being wanted in Hutong Street and to avoid being recognized by nearby monks.
But now he has not seen anyone for more than three months, and his face is full of beard. Even if the neighbors once told the monks on Hutong Street about his appearance, they may not be able to recognize his current appearance.
What's more, he is still a monk now, not a mortal.
I saw Chen Dengming take off his hijab.
Two monks, a man and a woman, looked at it carefully.
The surprise in the monk's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "It seems that I have admitted the wrong person. It's okay. Fellow Taoist, don't blame me."
The female monk nodded slightly and relaxed, and was about to remove the fireball when she suddenly heard the imperceptible voice of the male monk on the side. She immediately raised her eyebrows and suddenly released the fireball in her hand.
Pulled by the three directions of Qi, and Chen Dengming's rich combat experience, almost the moment the woman launched the fireball, his figure was already striding forward, avoiding the fireball in an instant.
boom! ——
The ground on the side shook, and blazing heat accompanied the flames.
The color of bronze appeared on Chen Dengming's face, and his body almost rushed out from the edge of the flames. The broken knife behind his back was pulled out by the instigation of his back muscles.
"choke!--"
Accompanied by Yao Jiao, a bright green sword light burst out like a dragon and snake.
A suffocating murderous aura suddenly erupted along with Zhang Zhang's sword energy, striking directly at the male cultivator opposite who immediately formed a spiritual shield in a hurry.
"Bang!——"
The powerful sword energy filled with spiritual energy almost instantly impacted and tore apart the rapidly rotating spiritual shield.
"What?!"
The male cultivator's whole body tensed up, his hair stood up, and he kneaded in shock in his heart. A magic weapon with flashing spiritual light suddenly rose up from in front of him, and the sword light shattered with a clang.
The male cultivator felt relieved, and immediately glared at Chen Dengming with anger, but he only saw the murderous intent in Chen Dengming's eyes that suddenly became more intense. Before he could react, his feet and ankles went numb, and at the same time, a 'buzzing' came from his ears. As he passed by, there was a sudden sharp pain in his neck.
"Ah!—die!"
He roared and pinched his fingers.
"Whoosh——"
The shimmering magic weapon swept past violently with sharp air waves. Chen Dengming listened to the wind to identify its position, and almost at the same time, he spotted the gap and broke the sword across the block.
"Clang!——"
The broken knife completely shattered into fragments and exploded, slicing and tearing Chen Dengming's palm. Even the Vajra Indestructible Zen Skill, which was operated by spiritual energy, could not withstand it.
However, the male cultivator also fell to the ground almost at the same time, his body began to twitch wildly, and black blood flowed from his seven orifices.
"Kuroro!"
In such a flash of lightning, something had happened to the male cultivator, and the female cultivator with triangular eyes had only just fired a fireball and regained her breath. When she saw her companion falling to the ground, she immediately screamed and stared at Chen Dengming with murderous eyes. After kneading the secret, the spiritual power around the body quickly became stronger.
However, at the moment when he was about to seal the seal, Chen Dengming's eyes turned cold.
Fingers pop up.
A spiral energy faster than thunder struck directly at his pinching arm.
"Bang!——"
A stream of blood fell to the ground along with a shattered arm.
The severe pain immediately hit the woman's nerves, causing her face to twist and scream.
But before she could close her mouth, a dark shadow flashed, and the blood centipede entered her mouth instantly. The woman stared instantly, with a black look on her face, and fell to the ground with a "pop".
"call!--"
Chen Dengming gasped violently and immediately stepped forward to check. After confirming that the male cultivator was dead, he kicked away the dim magical weapon next to him and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, his forehead and back were covered with sweat, his lips were dry, and his hands were shaking and bleeding uncontrollably, whether due to injury or spasm.
He glanced at his palms.
The palms of the hands in the state of the Vajra Indestructible Zen Kung Fu were broken open, and the bones were deeply visible.
In some parts of the back of the hand, even a thin layer of fat could be seen, and the blood vessels were cut open.
As he withdrew his power, blood quickly filled the area, and spiritual energy was raging in the wound.
He immediately mobilized the spiritual energy to gather in his hands, expelling the spiritual energy in them, and at the same time stopped the bleeding by tapping acupoints and cutting off the pulse.
The battle broke out quickly and ended quickly. It seemed that he won the battle easily, but in fact, a little carelessness had just ended in his death, and he was still pursuing a monastic immortality.
"Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't stupidly stand on the spot and fight with them using the fireball technique."
Chen Dengming looked at the fragments of broken knives on the ground, feeling a little thankful, but also feeling alert and a little afraid.
Fortunately, he decisively used Qingqiu Mad Dragon's sword and cooperated with the Gu insects to kill the enemy, so he was able to do so unexpectedly and swiftly, catching the two of them off guard.
Otherwise, if he used the newly learned fire ball technique to fight against the enemy, he would probably have been killed by the opponent's magic weapon before he used it.
Even when the female cultivator pinched her hand to cast the Fireball Technique just now, he didn't even hesitate at all. He subconsciously used his magical power to quickly interrupt the opponent's spell.
This is all combat experience and also a habit.
However, simply using martial arts to fight against the enemy, which is swift and fierce, can only be effective among such low-level monks.
No matter how strong your martial arts is, your skills will only be close to Taoism, but you will never be able to practice Taoism to such a high and profound level.
Because martial arts cannot leverage the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it consumes too much spiritual energy, and its power is still very limited.
Even his most powerful trick, Qingqiu Mad Dragon, could only barely tear apart the enemy's spiritual shield. This had already drained nearly 60% of the spiritual energy in his body. In addition, he had also performed other martial arts just now. At this time, the spiritual energy in the body has bottomed out.
"Once the male cultivator just now was on guard and blocked him with a magic weapon for the first time, I'm afraid... the only option he had was to turn around and run away. He might not even be able to outrun him."
Chen Denming bared his teeth, kicked the female cultivator's body to call out the blood centipede inside, and shook his head.
"You short-lived ghosts, I can't stop you! I just want to live in peace, so learn from me and never fight bravely, and live a long life!"
I swore secretly in my heart at the same time.
"You must quickly practice the fireball technique until you can cast it instantly. It consumes very little spiritual energy but is very powerful!"
What he didn't know was that the reason why sects such as the Shishi Sect and the Miaoyin Sect jointly held the Immortality Conference in the Nanxun Kingdom, which advocated martial arts, was because they saw the potential of martial arts.
There are important figures in several sects who want to conduct some research in this area and cultivate some brave and capable martial arts practitioners to correspond to sword cultivators.
However, this kind of research is only a small branch in the long path of immortality. It may not necessarily be taken seriously in the future, nor may it be able to develop. Maybe one day, the Immortal Climbing Conference will no longer be held.
"簌簌——"
At this time, the blood centipede crawled out from the body of the female cultivator, fluttered its wings and flew up.
Chen Denming frowned and flicked the blood centipede with his finger as a warning.
This blood centipede is so murderous and bloodthirsty that once it fights, it is almost impossible to stop and will not look back until there is blood.
He had just planned to leave the female cultivator to ask why the other party insisted on taking action, and then send the other party to accompany her Mu Lang in a friendly manner.
As a result, he was poisoned to death by the blood centipede before he could ask any questions.
Suddenly, Chen Dengming's relaxed body tensed up again, his spiritual power surged, and the wind and sand surrounding him caused his clothes to fly.
His eyes suddenly looked towards a hillside in the distance to the left.
Almost at the same time as he looked, a tall and thin figure also appeared on the hillside, exuding a faint spiritual power.
The monks on the hillside frowned in confusion when they saw his figure, and then glanced at the two dead monks on the ground. Horror suddenly flashed in their eyes, and their faces suddenly became younger with fear, turning into grandsons. They looked alert and immediately He stepped back and said far away.
"Fellow Taoist, please invite me. These two are monks who have put a bounty on my head. They were chasing me, but unexpectedly they got into a conflict with you, fellow Taoist. Anyway, I have no ill intentions. This spiritual stone should be a thank you gift."
After saying that, the monk on the hillside took out a spiritual stone, threw it on the ground, quickly took a few steps back, activated a talisman, and left at lightning speed.
From the beginning to the end, Chen Dengming frowned and stared at the other party's every move. He didn't relax until the monk activated the magic talisman to go away.
If this monk takes action again, he may be in trouble.
After all, the spiritual energy has been completely depleted, but fortunately the other party is timid.
"I think he was wanted because he offended someone in the gathering place..."
Chen Dengming thought to himself and looked at the two monks on the ground, a man and a woman.
Only then did he realize why these two people suddenly attacked him.
After all, he is a monk with a bounty on his head. He may have seen his portrait and characteristics on the bounty, so he decided to attack him.
However, he is now a monk and has long been a mortal. The two of them are still decisive in their attacks. I am afraid they also think that they are sure of victory. They would rather kill the wrong person and add more black money. But this time, the ship capsized in the gutter. .
"Walking along the river all day, how can I not get my shoes wet..."
Chen Dengming exhaled, bent down to touch the corpse, and collected the loot.
This experience once again gave him a warning. Sometimes trouble is unavoidable. Even if you want to avoid it, there will always be short-lived ghosts who will come to your door and seek death.
However, he had experienced similar things many times in the world, so he was used to it.
Although he has a low-key and humble personality, it does not mean he is weak and honest.
When it's time to take action, no matter who the enemy is, shoot and kill them.
The word "Crazy" of the Crazy Sword is at the moment when the sword is drawn!
After collecting all the trophies and the 'appearance fee' for a low-grade spiritual stone on the hillside, Chen Dengming left quickly.
He didn't bother to deal with the bodies of the male and female monks.
Old rules.
He only cares about killing, and heaven and earth only care about burying.
The corpses were buried generously by heaven and earth.
In novels, fireball is often used to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. It is cool and environmentally friendly, but does fireball not consume spiritual energy? His spiritual energy is really weak now and he can't use it up...
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