Chapter 430: The Hatred of the Year

Two monks in the late stage of foundation building walked into the center one after another.

The Mai monk looked at Nianchen, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of sarcasm:

"Is there no one in Yanhuang? Even a fourth-layer rookie who practiced qi was sent out to die!"

As soon as the words fell, the fat monk sent by the dragon slayer said with a smile: "Since Daoyou is interested in this kid, then I will hand him over to you!"

Mai Monk frowned slightly: "What do you mean, do you think that I am a person who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard?"

The fat monk laughed and said: "Where is it, Daoist friend misunderstood, I mean that I will be entangled first, and after Daoyou quickly kills this rookie, come and help me!"

Mai Friar nodded slightly, approving such a plan.

However, at this time, Qi Zamo in the distance finally couldn't help but remind:

"Lu Daoyou must not be careless, this person is a body refining cultivator, and his strength is comparable to the late stage of foundation building, so I almost planted it in his hands!"

The Mai monk surnamed Lu was slightly stunned: "I also guessed that this guy should be a body refining cultivator, but I didn't expect that even Qi Za Mo Daoyou was not an opponent, it seems that it will take a lot of effort!"

Nianchen's eyes looked coldly at the fat dragon-slaying monk.

This guy obviously recognized himself and knew that there was a sloppy old man behind him, so he was reluctant to do anything with him, so as not to be hunted down by his master.

It's just that in the current year, I'm not interested in paying attention to this little bit of caution.

His gaze slowly swept from the Dragon Slayer Monk to the Mai Monk, and Nian Chen's voice spoke coldly:

"You're proficient in the art of the curse of tying grass knots?"

The Mai monk was visibly stunned: "You know me?"

Nian Chen sneered: "We met more than ten years ago, and we still have an account to be settled!"

The Mai monk snorted coldly: "The old man has killed countless people in the past two hundred years, and he still cares about one more enemy of you?

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly became tense.

The two sides invariably moved closer to their teammates and formed a standoff from a distance of five meters.

Nian Chen sent a message to Zheng Tiandiao:

"Senior Zheng, when the battle starts, you and the monks of the Dongsheng Hall don't fight hard, remember that you just need to keep fighting and not let yourself be damaged in the slightest, I will quickly destroy the guy surnamed Lu, and then come to help you!"

Although Zheng Tiandiao didn't know why Nian Chen was so confident.

But this Yanhuang member still nodded without hesitation and chose to believe in Nianchen.

As soon as Nianchen's mind moved, the turtle scale shield appeared in his hand and was handed directly to Zheng Tiandiao:

"I've blocked the mental connection with this little shield, and the seniors can drive it temporarily, and there won't be any problems!"

Zheng Tiandiao only hesitated for half a second, then took the turtle scale shield, and looked at Nian Chen's gaze with a trace of gratitude.

At this moment of life and death, Nianchen gave himself a defensive magic weapon.

With a defensive weapon in hand, it greatly improves the chances of saving your life!

The fat monk on the other side became solemn when he saw Nianchen's move.

Both are monks in the late stage of foundation building, and the strength of the two sides is about the same.

The fat monk originally thought that in addition to the attacking magic weapon flying sword, he also had a life-saving defensive magic weapon in his hand, and the chance of defeating the opponent was greatly increased.

But now......

Such an advantage is gone.

Nianchen's eyes locked on the Mai Monk, and there was a murderous flash in his eyes:

"I'll give you a chance to perform the curse of the Grass Knot!"

The Mai Friar's face was stunned, but he didn't make any moves.

"Oh, I forgot, the Curse Secret Technique of Grass Knotting Rope requires the acquisition of something from the person who is being spelled!"

While speaking, Nian Chen plucked a few hairs from his head and blew them gently......

Hair fluttered towards the Mai Friar.

This unusual behavior made the Mai Friar's face even more suspicious and vigilant.

However, after some hesitation, the Mai monk reached out and grabbed a few hairs and wrapped them around his index finger.

Tying a straw knot rope is indeed his most mysterious killer feature.

Now this guy is automatically sent to the door, how can there be any reason to refuse!

Of course, the Mai Friar's vigilance had not been relaxed.

This secret technique will never be used until the moment of life and death, first rely on strong strength to try to kill this guy......

Seeing that the Mai monk only wrapped his hair around his fingertips and did not cast a spell, the murderous intent in Nianchen's eyes became rich again:

"Give you a chance, and since you don't want to take it, then ...... Die!"

The voice did not fall.

Nian Chen's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

This is the breath of extremely pure physical power.

In the next moment, Nian Chen turned into an afterimage and shot towards Mai Monk......

When he was still two meters away from the other party, hundreds of fist shadows carried a terrifying sound of breaking wind, and they densely shrouded down towards the Mai monk!

And the other side......

Zheng Tiandiao kept in mind the advice of the year, and did not take the lead in attacking, but just propped up the body protection light shield, and a high-grade magic weapon flying sword in his hand was ready to attack.

As for the turtle scale shield given by the year, it circled around Zheng Tiandiao's body, looking extremely smart.

From the very beginning, the Yanhuang monk adopted an absolute defensive mode.

The fat monk on the other side was impatient!

Woohoo!

Three sword shadows flew up from his hands and shot towards Zheng Tiandiao.

The fat on the fat monk's body became shriveled at a very fast speed, and then slammed into ......

Shout!

A figure rushed towards Zheng Tiandiao at a rapid speed.

"Ah, this dragon slaying monk is actually a double cultivator!"

"This guy's obesity is just a trick, it seems that his physical body is also very strong!"

The crowd let out a burst of exclamations.

Obviously, after discovering that Nianchen's strength was not inferior to that of the late-stage monk of the foundation building, the obese monk no longer had the luxury of expecting his companions to kill Nianchen quickly, and then came to help him.

So as soon as he made a move, the fat monk used all his means to press the bottom of the box, ready to kill Zheng Tiandiao in seconds......

However, someone is faster than him!

Just when the fat figure was still two meters away from Zheng Tiandiao......

Rumble!

An earth-shattering boom rang out on the other side.

It turned out that when Nian Chen rushed towards Mai Monk, hundreds of punches bombarded the opponent's body protection mask.

There was a muffled sound, and although the body shield was shaken for a while, it still showed no signs of collapse.

After all, Mai Monk is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and he is only one step away from being able to form a strong cultivation of Jindan.

Although Nianchen's physical strength is also comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of foundation building, it is equivalent to having the same strength as this person, but it is obviously not enough to break through the opponent's body protection shield.

This scene made the last trace of nervousness on Mai Friar's face disappear without a trace.

Raising his right hand slightly, the monk was ready to sacrifice his flying sword and slash Nianchen......