The little monk, the little saint, and the leader of the Dan Alliance looked out in surprise at the same time. They hadn't noticed the visitor until they got here. He should obviously be a person with a high level of cultivation. And such a person should not be here at all.
Blackstone Town appears.
The person who came in with the rough voice was a rather rough-looking uncle. Behind him was an uncle with purple-red skin. Both of them were extremely clean. It seemed that they were coming to this black stone.
They didn't spend much energy on the way to town. However, the two of them had extremely strong murderous aura emanating from them. They were obviously two guys who were used to seeing life and death.
The strength of the two of them is also at the peak of the Qi refining stage, but their attitudes are extremely arrogant. It seems that they don't take the current people in Blackstone Town seriously.
"Is it the peak of the Qi refining stage?" Chen Yuxiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said slightly coldly: "I am the only Qi refining stage disciple named Chen sent by Wudang, but I don't know these two people. Maybe he is looking for some young monk from Shaolin.
Right? However, there may be exceptions to everything. If they really want to bring bad luck to me, facing these two little miscellaneous fish in the early stage of the Golden Core stage, I can only run away now!"
How vicious Mr. Chen's eyes were, he had already seen that these two were masters at the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, and they were both ruthless characters who did not take human life seriously. They were obviously people who had been hanging out in the Luoyang Desert for a long time.
However, the way the two concealed their skills was not a secret technique, but two extremely weird black talismans attached to their chests.
"Hello, two benefactors. The poor monk Fazheng of the Shaolin sect, I wonder what you call them?" Among the other three, the first one to react was the bloody monk Fazheng.
"You don't need to know our names. Are you the only ones here? Is that boy named Chen from the Wudang Clan here?" the purple-skinned uncle said sarcastically.
"Wu-Dang Sect? They are really here to find me! Could it be that the murder in Luoyang City was discovered, or is Ma Xunhuan actually capable of finding two masters to enter the immortal ruins to kill him?" Listen to the two people.
It was clear that he was not here to drink tea and chat with him. Chen Yuxiang was slightly startled. In an instant, he went through all the people he had offended after coming to Jiuzhou Continent in his mind. He was also unable to determine who sent these two people to find him.
my own.
"There are only four of us here for the time being. The little girl is from the Wudang sect. I wonder what the three of you want to do with my little junior brother?" Xie Luying heard that the two people had a bad tone, and immediately took a step forward and said in a cold voice.
Chen Yuxiang felt warm in his heart. Although this woman had given him 400 points, she was actually protective of him at this time, which surprised him.
However, he forgot that in Xie Luying's opinion, Brother Shen has the real combat power to kill level four monsters, and the other two are also absolute geniuses. These two are just monks at the peak of their Qi refining stage.
There is no right to be arrogant here.
"None of your business!" The rough man looked at Chen Yuxiang carefully, waved his hand and said: "We are waiting for the boy named Chen here, you can do whatever you want. But there is one thing, without our permission,
No one is allowed to leave this town!"
"Damn!" Blood Monk Fazheng was furious when he heard this, and immediately swore: "You guys are out of your mind! This is the territory of the three major sects, and other people are not qualified to give orders here! It's him!"
Should you two go out on your own, or should I drive you out?"
"Tsk tsk! What kind of monk is this? He's so damn good! Once you join the Shaolin sect, you'll never have a chance in this life! Drive the two of us out. Do you have the ability?" The rough man laughed and said,
Obviously, he chose to ignore what Fa Zheng said.
"You!" Fa Zheng had never been ridiculed like this before, and the fire of ignorance was burning brightly. At that moment, he suddenly slammed his Zen staff to the ground and said, "You two, please enlighten me!"
The two foreign monks looked at each other, and the rough man said lazily: "Second brother, go and play with the young master. Be careful not to hurt him. He belongs to the three major sects!"
"Three major sects, ah, I'm so scared!" The purple-skinned uncle stepped forward and lazily said: "Come on, little monk!"
These two monks were the two men who had accepted the secret mission from the Luoyang City Lord's Mansion and came to kill Chen Yuxiang. The rough man's name was Ma Chao, and the purple-faced uncle's name was Dong Le. They had been on the mission together for a hundred or two hundred years.
Yes, the friendship is quite good.
The two of them have been working on a mission together for such a long time, and they have developed a fierce and fierce spirit in the battle with the Rakshasa monks. However, this is also the first time for them to do a mission against the three major sects.
The feelings of the monks outside the three major sects towards the three major sects were originally complicated and difficult to understand. Now that he had the opportunity to ravage the lower-level monks of the three major sects, Dong Le also felt very happy. He stretched out his hand and a flying sword appeared.
appeared in the hand.
"My Buddha is merciful!" Blood Monk Fazheng beat him as soon as he said it. He shouted violently, and a faint blood light appeared on his body. The Zen staff in his hand transformed into a shadow of the staff, which instantly covered all the vital parts of Dong Le's body.
"Do you, is there such a compassion?" Dong Le scolded, but his shot was not slow. The flying sword in his hand rose sharply, and it was frequent like rain.
Each sword hit the top of the Zen staff just right. Although it couldn't swing away completely, it just made the Zen staff draw out to both sides. The control power of this hand was extremely exquisite.
All this was within Chen Yuxiang's expectation. After all, skill can be suppressed, but spiritual consciousness cannot be suppressed. Naturally, this golden elixir stage monk can easily see Fazheng's moves. In addition, after hundreds of years of fighting,
Knowledge, at this time, naturally seems to be at ease.
"Very good!" Seeing that the other party easily took over his first wave of attacks, Fazheng was not angry but happy, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even more fierce: "Now I will show you my true strength!" After that,
Bracing himself, each stroke was faster than a staff, and each stroke was as fierce as a staff. The heavy staff, with extremely strong mana fluctuations, smashed towards Dong Le's face. Wherever the shadow of the staff passed, it seemed that even the air was cut out.
Faint traces.
"Shaolin Kung Fu, nothing more than that!" Dong Le said with a smile: "If you can only use brute force, then you'd better give in early! Maybe I can spare your life!"
Although Fazheng's offensive was frightening, it had no effect at all, and such a fierce attack consumes the most spiritual energy. In Dong Le's view, there is no need to take the initiative to attack, as long as you casually resist for a moment, this
The little monk couldn't hold on by himself.
"The so-called genius is nothing more than that! Today I will let the juniors of these three major sects see what their true strength is!" Dong Le thought proudly.
After listening to Dong Le's words, Fazheng gave a sharp shout. The blood on his body became a little thicker, and the offensive became more fierce. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the field also became violent, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
"Fight, fight, let's see how long you can keep attacking like this!" Dong Le stood with his feet spread apart and did not retreat at all. The flying sword in his hand swayed with a cold light, catching all Fazheng's offensive. If the explanation
If the main offensive is like a turbulent wave, then Dong Le is like an island in the sea. No matter how big your wave is, you can't even think of shaking the island at all.
From the time Dong Le and the two entered Blackstone Town until now, Lan Ping'er, the little saint of the Danyang Sect, has not spoken. At this time, looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, there was a strange color in her beautiful eyes.
"This kid Fazheng is really cunning!" Chen Yuxiang looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, with a smile on his lips.
The rich blood light had already unknowingly spread around Dong Le, wrapping their bodies tightly in it. What was extremely strange was that a trace of red light gradually appeared in Dong Le's eyes.
"Is this the legendary Blood Buddha Kung Fu?" A smile appeared in the corner of Lan Ping'er's eyes: "There is no longer any suspense in this contest..."