When Chen Yuan returned to the gate of Ci'en Temple, the fighting was still going on, but it was almost over. The ground was full of dead bodies, including monks from Ci'en Temple and police officers from Ping'an County.
Among them, there are many people who are familiar to Chen Yuan.
But they all lay quietly on the ground, and some were still curled up and wailing.
"boom!"
There was a huge roar, and Chen Yuan looked up. The four men in black robes surrounding Zhang Xuan were all repelled and fell to the ground. They covered their chests and looked at Zhang Xuan fiercely.
A green wall of energy seemed to have formed around him, and he glanced at the dead man with a cold expression.
The next moment, the fingertips flashed continuously, and four qi energies shot out of the air and hit the dantian of the four black-robed men.
"ah..."
"no no..."
"Zhang Xuan, you have destroyed us!"
Several men in black robes roared suddenly, raised their arms at the same time, and fired four crossbow arrows as black as ink.
But Zhang Xuan did not dodge. He swept the long knife in his hand and swept away all the crossbow arrows.
"A few clowns dare to show off their power in front of me!"
Zhang Xuan snorted coldly.
On the other side, Li Mingqi was extremely aggrieved by being beaten by Jie Nan. His body was already stained red with blood. The Hundred Refinement Sword in his hand was blown to pieces by him. Two of the patrol guards next to him were killed and three injured.
Only Yue Shan and a guy with a scar on his face were left trying to hold on, but they were still holding on, their faces dripping with sweat, and they looked at Ji Nan with fear.
Masters at the level of Ningsha are indeed not comparable to them.
If Li Mingqi hadn't shouldered most of the pressure, they might have been wiped out.
"boom!!!"
Jie Nan's footsteps flashed, leaving an afterimage, and a palm hit Li Mingqi's left shoulder, making a roar, and then he was directly blasted several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Master Zhang, come and save me!"
Li Mingqi shouted quickly.
Jie Nan's palm had already injured his left shoulder and lost most of his combat strength.
Zhang Xuan glanced at Li Mingqi expressionlessly. There was wind under his feet, and a gust of cold wind blew. Zhang Xuan appeared in front of Jie Nan in an instant and slashed straight down with his sword.
Jie Nan was shocked and turned pale, and quickly dodged sideways. Black evil energy swirled around his right palm, and he suddenly blasted out.
Zhang Xuan snorted coldly and faced him with the same palm without dodging.
"boom!"
The cyan Gang Qi intertwined with the black evil Qi. In just half a breath, Jie Nan's body seemed to have received an indescribable force. He was blown several feet away, rolled over, and slid on the ground for several steps before he stopped. .
"Zhang Xuan!"
Jie Nan's face was very ugly. His strength was so different from him that he was no match for him.
Turning his head to look at the four ghosts who were collapsed on the ground, with several government officials holding knives on their necks, Jie Nan's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the position of the sun, counting the time in his mind.
An hour has almost arrived.
Can....
Why hasn't the Holy Messenger arrived yet?
"What I hate the most in my life is the bald donkey. Are you going to capture me without any help, or am I going to interrupt your meridians and capture you?" Zhang Xuan held his left hand behind his back.
His face was neither sad nor happy, but extremely indifferent.
"Brother Yuan..."
Wang Ping walked to Chen Yuan's side with slow steps and grinned.
"You are hurt?"
Chen Yuan frowned and looked Wang Ping up and down. His body was covered in blood, and the long knife in his hand was somewhat curled.
Wang Ping scratched his head and said with a smile:
"It's okay, it's all the blood of those bald donkeys. They are really cruel, and they are not afraid of death."
Even looking back now, Wang Ping still has lingering fears.
Those monks were really unafraid of death and had no idea what death was. Wang Ping could even feel that they still yearned for death.
"Being brainwashed..."
Chen Yuan shook his head.
No wonder the imperial court would pursue the Wusheng Cult so harshly, with such fanaticism, it was simply digging up the foundation of the imperial court.
"This time it's all over. No matter what, I have to stay in the hook bar for a few days..." Wang Ping smiled carelessly.
"Let's talk about it after we get back."
Chen Yuan has no interest in dating women now.
"Arrogant!"
Jie Nan took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his eyes flickering, and he suddenly took out a black fist-sized black bead from his arms and threw it towards Zhang Xuan.
"Tianleizi?"
Zhang Xuan's pupils shrank, and his figure instantly retreated several feet.
"boom!!!"
A huge roar exploded instantly, and a huge crater was blown out of the ground.
Zhang Xuan's clothes were a little messy, and his body was a little unstable.
"Huh? Gunpowder?"
Chen Yuan was shocked when he saw this scene not far away.
But it doesn't seem to be sulfur.
Seeing that Zhang Xuan endured Tianleizi's blow without any injuries, Jie Nan cursed secretly:
"Damn it!"
Immediately, he turned around and fled into Ci'en Temple.
"Want to leave?"
Zhang Xuan's face was gloomy, and the cyan light flashed in his hand.
...
Looking at Jie Nan's body on the ground, Zhang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he ordered a few police officers to tightly restrain the four men in black robes, with iron chains piercing their bones, and press them aside.
With the death of Jie Nan, all the resistance of Ci'en Temple was officially declared destroyed.
Except for the four living people, everyone was lying on the ground.
Chen Yuan calmly came to Li Mingqi and helped him up:
"Sir, are you okay?"
"It doesn't matter, I won't die yet..."
Li Mingqi let out a sigh of relief.
After standing up, Li Mingqi looked in the direction of Ci'en Temple with some fear, and said loudly to Zhang Xuan:
"Master Zhang, my injury is not serious, so I won't go in."
No one knew if there were any thieves from Wusheng Cult inside. Li Mingqi felt that for his own safety, it was better to be careful. Anyway, he had a share of the credit.
Don't expect too much.
"Li County Lieutenant, please stay here, Chen Yuan..." Zhang Xuan called.
Chen Yuan responded, slowly came to Zhang Xuan's side, and cupped his hands:
"grown ups."
"You follow me in..."
"yes."
When Li Mingqi saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes and wondered what he was thinking about.
At this moment, all the command power was in the hands of Zhang Xuan. He ordered all the remaining detectives, except for the four men in black robes, to enter Ci'en Temple to search for the monks.
And he took Yueshan Chen Yuan and three patrol guards to the direction of the main hall.
Chen Yuan led the way and led them to the door of the small ruined temple, telling Zhang Xuan that he had stopped here at the beginning and did not dare to go forward to explore.
"Has anyone come in advance?"
Zhang Xuan's expression tightened and he saw the pool of blood on the ground.
This was the mark left by Chen Yuan when he killed the lame fat man. Although he had thrown his body in the jungle behind the door, he did not have time to remove the blood stains.
Because Chen Yuan was pressed for time, no matter what he did, it would leave traces.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan quickly led a group of people through the small door.
