As soon as these words came out, the people around Yang Xiu did not dare to move rashly, but they were still staring at Chen Yuan closely, and the anger in their eyes seemed to overflow their eyes.
Then he turned his hopeful gaze to senior brother Yang Xiu.
Among the people present, he was the only one who was a Qi warrior. As for them refining bones and blood...
He was not an opponent on the same level as the demon in front of him.
Chen Yuan shook his head slightly, devil?
Didn't they prepare to kill people first?
How shameless!
"Use the Green Lotus Sword Formation to kill this gang!"
After a moment of silence, Yang Xiu gave a low drink.
Although he is also a Qi warrior, he really can't understand the reality of this person. It is very likely that he is not his opponent, so it is better to play it safe.
The death of my junior sister has proved this before.
"yes!"
"yes!"
Several people responded immediately, and quickly dispersed, tightly surrounding Chen Yuan, and the atmosphere solidified.
Yang Xiu's sword flower trembled, and his eyes flashed with cold light:
"Get into formation!"
He shouted low, and several people surrounding Chen Yuan jumped up and stabbed Chen Yuan from the void like Yang Xiu. The remaining two attacked Chen Yuan's lower three groups.
The rain was pouring down, and looking from a distance, the formation of several people really looked like a blooming lotus.
In response, Chen Yuan just chuckled, and a dark black evil energy burst out from his dantian, and in an instant, the entire blade was wrapped, as if it was stained with a layer of black flames.
"Ningsha!"
Suddenly, Yang Xiu suddenly exclaimed and was about to summon several junior brothers to flee immediately.
The Qi warriors can still fight, but the Ningsha warriors are almost hopeless!
This is not something that just a few foundation-building warriors can do together. The evil energy is released and the strength is doubled, which is completely different from the true energy.
However, he exclaimed only too late.
Chen Yuan held the sword with one hand and slashed out with a sword.
"Uh-huh!"
The black sword light cut the person on the left in half from the middle, and his body seemed to suddenly lose strength and fell to the ground. Chen Yuan took advantage of this, lightly moved his feet, and slashed horizontally with the sword, killing another person.
The body and head are separated!
"boom!"
"clang!"
Chen Yuan struck Yang Xiu's sword with a palm. Although he blocked it in time, he still received a solid palm blow and flew backwards, falling to the ground with a 'boom'.
Another person raised the sword's crossbar, but the sword was split into two halves under the Yan Ling knife. The powerful force cut off the man's arm directly, and a trace of evil energy entered his body instantly.
In a short moment, only one person was left. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two retreated continuously, but Chen Yuan also did not let him go. He raised his right foot, and a dagger was lifted up by the force.
Then he kicked it out suddenly, piercing into a person's buttocks like a bullet.
The chrysanthemums are broken and the buttocks are full of wounds.
Drops of blood dripped down the broken sword. The man wailed in great pain and lay on the ground with a ferocious look on his face.
In the heavy rain, time seems to stand still.
Chen Yuan slowly wiped the blade of the knife with a white corpse on the ground.
Yang Xiu put one hand on the ground and stood up slowly. His eyes were full of inexplicable horror. He looked at Chen Yuan with some horror and disbelief. The corners of his mouth twitched.
But in the end nothing was said.
Three breaths of time!
It only took three breaths from the time they started to attack to the end. The man only used a few swords to kill half of them like chopping melons and vegetables.
Including him, there were three people left. One was seriously injured, one had a broken arm, and one could barely move...
The war can be said to be over.
He now understood why Chen Yuan had a look of contempt before. It turned out that he really didn't take them seriously.
"It was me who was blind and offended your Excellency."
Yang Xiu lowered his head and said softly.
Holding the knife, Chen Yuan slowly walked towards Yang Xiu, saying as he walked:
"What's the use of talking about this now?"
"Please leave your name, and let Yang know..." At this point, Yang Xiu basically had no hope. From then on, he didn't feel a trace of mercy in the eyes of others.
Some are just ruthless indifference...
Now he only hates himself for being impulsive. Relying on his status as the Qinglian Sword Sect, he feels that everyone must tolerate him, but he doesn't realize that this is not the territory of Yunyang Mansion.
The power of the Qinglian Sword Sect cannot reach here at all.
Think about the man in black in front of you. If he dares to act alone, he must have some strength.
It's a pity for me, it's too late to say more now.
The guy in front of him would not give him any chance to survive, because if it were him, the same would happen!
"You'd better be a fool..."
Chen Yuan's eyes were calm and he slowly raised the knife in his hand.
Yang Xiu closed his eyes and waited for death. He actually still had some resistance, but in front of a Ningsha warrior, all these efforts were in vain...
The cold wind blew a strand of hair on Chen Yuan's face, and he suddenly... threw the long knife in his hand!
Instead of chopping it down, it was throwing it towards the direction behind him.
The reason why he didn't resolve the battle quickly just now was because he sensed someone nearby. It seemed like he was walking towards Yang Xiu step by step, but in fact he was sensing the movement around him.
And when he raised the knife, the man finally revealed a hint of his opportunity!
At the same time that Chen Yuan threw the Yanling Saber, a dark golden Zen staff also shot out of the air and hit Chen Yuan. It was so powerful that it was obvious at first sight that it was extraordinary.
"boom!"
The dark golden Zen staff collided with the Yan Ling Dao, making a muffled sound. Sparks flew everywhere. The Yan Ling Dao and the Zen staff both collapsed. Chen Yuan stretched out his hand, and the Yan Ling Dao fell into his hand.
By releasing the evil spirit, Chen Yuan could already move the weapon within a short distance.
But generally you can only retract the weapon, and you cannot use the sword or kill with the sword.
On top of the ruined temple, a middle-aged monk in gray robes took back his Zen staff and clasped his hands together:
"Amitofu!"
The monk looked at Chen Yuan with an extremely solemn gaze.
From the collision just now, he could sense that the strength of the man in black in front of him was probably no less than him.
"Monk..."
There was a cold light in Chen Yuan's eyes. After experiencing what happened before, he now has a bad sense of the monk.
"Master Xuanci!"
Yang Xiu's eyes burst out with hope on the ground.
He played the biggest role in injuring Bai Bianlangjun and Miao Renfeng before, and even scared Miao Renfeng into fleeing in a hurry, which shows his strength!
Seeing him, Yang Xiu felt like he had been thirsty for three days in the desert and suddenly saw an oasis.
The surprise is beyond words. Gu Yan
"Xuanci..."
Chen Yuan frowned. Could this 'Xuan' generation be related to Jinshan Temple?
Xuanci, who was dressed in a green monk's robe, jumped up and landed on the ground lightly. Looking at Yang Xiu and the others and the broken limbs on the ground, a look of compassion showed in his eyes:
"Donor Yang, the poor monk is late."
In response, Chen Yuan just sneered disdainfully. When he took action before, he had already sensed that this damn bald donkey was coming, but he just held back.
Now he appears at a critical moment and acts like a savior.
But Chen Yuan didn't expose him. Now that he's here, don't leave!
It just so happened that Jinshan Temple recovered some of the interest from him first.
"Grandmaster!!!"
Yang Xiu burst into tears of excitement.
"Master, save me."
"Please help me, Master."
The other two people also quickly begged for mercy.
They didn't speak before because they thought they would die, but now that Master Xuanci has arrived, they see hope of living again.
When it comes to life and death, few people can see clearly.
Xuanci nodded solemnly, then turned around and looked at Chen Yuan:
"This Shi's initiative is a bit too ruthless!"
"Are these people ruthless when they want to kill me? How come... I fight back and become ruthless? What kind of truth is this, or... is this just your Buddhist bullshit!"
Chen Yuan snorted coldly.
Xuannu heard that Chen Yuan seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Buddhism, and whispered:
"They're just chasing the bad guys."
"Haha, so what? You can kill people at will?"
"Are you dissatisfied with Buddhism?"
"yes!"
Chen Yuan looked directly at him and nodded.
"The poor monk Xuanci comes from Jinshan Temple."
Xuanci frowned and introduced himself to his family.
"Jinshan Temple... is so powerful. You want to stand up for them? Yes, but you have to pay for it with your life. They say Buddhism is compassionate. Are you willing to change now?"
Chen Yuan was a little disdainful.
"I just want to save their lives. The Qinglian Sword Sect is a major sect in the Yunyang Mansion. They have always been on the right path. Now that the poor monk meets them, there is no way they can retreat."
Xuan Ci looked at Chen Yuan levelly.
"After all, we still have to fight, so come on, let me see if your head is as hard as your mouth!" Without any nonsense, Chen Yuan pointed his sword at Xuanci.
A touch of flame-like evil aura instantly filled the blade.
A powerful aura rose from Chen Yuan's body, with murderous intent in his eyes!
He has wanted to kill the monk of Jinshan Temple for a long time.
Xuanci frowned, sensing the extremely cold evil spirit, and suddenly realized in his heart that it was probably the finest pure evil spirit, and he didn't know how he got it.
Subconsciously touching the injury on his chest, Xuanci knew that if he did it, he would most likely lose.
"Donor, please wait!"
Xuanci said quickly.
There was no fluctuation in Chen Yuan's eyes:
"If you say wait, wait. Are you the Tathagata Buddha?"
"In the end, fighting and killing will only hurt both sides, why not try another way..." Xuanci calmed down.
Why do the monks at Jinshan Temple like to play this kind of tune?
Chen Yuan didn't answer and continued to walk towards him.
Seeing that Chen Yuan did not respond, Xuanci quickly said:
"Although the donor is strong, like the poor monk, he is only at the Ningsha level. Even if you win, you will still be injured. It is better to listen to the poor monk."
As he spoke, Xuanci's hand holding the Zen staff suddenly shook, and a golden Buddha's light evil energy appeared in his palm.
"Um?"
Chen Yuan stopped. He did sense a hint of danger from the monk, but... this was not enough.
Seeing Chen Yuan stop, Xuanci continued:
"The poor monk is forty-one years old this year. As long as the benefactor can guess correctly whether the toes will be an even number or an odd number when the poor monk is forty-two years old, the several benefactors of the Qinglian Sword Sect will be at the mercy of the benefactor."
"At the same time, the poor monk is also willing to cut off his own arm, but if the benefactor's guess is wrong, please be merciful and spare their lives."
Yang Xiu and the others took a deep breath and looked at Xuan Ci in panic. How could their lives be such a trivial matter?
But at this moment, he didn’t dare to refute.
If we ignore them, there is really no hope.
"I guess...an even number."
Chen Yuan curled his lips. This scene seemed to have been seen in a TV series, but how could he follow the above instructions?
Xuanci smiled and took off his two shoes. The ten toes were an even number!
Looking at his toes, Xuanci narrowed his eyes. If he saved a few people from the Qinglian Sword Sect this time, he would almost be able to get what he wanted.
Then his eyes turned cold, he grabbed the Zen staff and smashed it against the big toe of his left foot.
"Bang."
Blood splattered everywhere, flesh and blood were blurred, and nine of the ten toes were left. He looked at Chen Yuan and said:
"The donor guessed wrong. When the poor monk was forty-two years old, his toes were an odd number!"
Chen Yuan shook his head with his left hand behind his back, and the evil energy that had been prepared suddenly exploded.
A ball of evil energy suddenly hit Monk Xuanci's left foot. Xuanci was shocked. Unexpectedly, Chen Yuan suddenly made a move and wanted to take a step back.
But it was still a step too late.
The distance between them was already very close, and Chen Yuan suddenly made a move. He didn't have much preparation and didn't have time...
"Bang!"
In an instant, all four remaining toes of Xuanci's left foot were blown into a mist of blood. A bone-deep pain surged into his heart, making Xuannu's face tense up.
"If I say it's an even number, it's an even number! Do you want to continue guessing?" Chen Yuan looked at Xuanci with a half-smile but said.
Now Xuanci still has five toes, which is an odd number...
If Xuanci could still resist a little before, it is basically impossible now. The explosion of five toes will greatly affect Xuanci's condition.
Moreover, there is still evil spirit entering the body!
It can be said that he has almost no hope of winning now.
This was Chen Yuan's real purpose in agreeing to him.
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