"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream, breaking the peace of Xianling Island.

A maid was injured and fell to the side, and then three figures appeared in front of everyone, who were the three Lunatic worshippers who lived in their inn.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

Grandma flashed out, holding a snake staff in her hand, and shouted angrily: "Lunatic Cult lackey!"

At the same time, Chen Jingle and Zhao Ling'er also appeared on both sides of the grandmother, and the maids of the Water Moon Palace also quickly gathered.

One of the Lunatic cultists smirked, "Thanks to this little brother, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to find the location of Faerie Island." ”

Seeing that he was fearless and wanton, everyone was so angry that their teeth itched.

If it was Li Xiaoyao in the original work, it is estimated that he would have regretted it at this time, but Chen Jingle was not annoyed, but laughed: "Who laughs until the end and doesn't know, I hope you can still stand and talk to me later." ”

These three little minions are in front of him, and they can't make any waves at all, and the reason why they have stayed until now is deliberately Chen Jingle, and they are also needed to promote part of the plot.

Incidentally...... Use these little minions to highlight your strength.

Please, of course, there must be an object and an audience for the slap in the face, otherwise how can readers buy it?

Now that the audience has it, in addition to everyone in Shuiyue Palace, there is also Ling'er, a little fairy, so the dragon trick that was slapped in the face decided that it was you!

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!"

The three Lunatic Cultists chuckled in their hearts and frowned slightly, with a faint sense of foreboding, but they couldn't say it.

No matter what, as long as you can bring the princess back!

They set their eyes on Zhao Ling'er, and their eyes flashed eagerly.

As long as this princess is brought back, the sect leader will definitely be overjoyed, and when the time comes, the three of us will be able to get the appreciation of the sect leader, and their status in the sect will definitely rise, which is really wonderful!

Facing the eyes of the three people, Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly, subconsciously took a small step back, and whispered: "Brother Xiaoyao......"

Chen Jingle stood aside, expressionless, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked: "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, I'm here." Hey, I said you guys, are you done? It's time to hit the road. ”

"Since you are in such a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you. One of the Lunatics sneered and pulled out his Miao knife.

Chen Jingle put away his smile and said indifferently: "Grandma, I am responsible for containing them, you save the injured young lady first, just protect Ling'er, and leave the rest to me." ”

"Okay!" Grandma didn't talk nonsense.

Although Chen Jingle's mana has not yet recovered to its peak, it is still not a problem to deal with a few little minions of the Lunatic Sect.

As soon as his mind moved, the Demon Suppression Sword appeared directly and shot instantly.

A chic and beautiful young man, Lingdao seeks medicine to form a fairy fate. Thousands of miles of ruggedness and hardship, the sword and the rivers and lakes are red.

In the original plot, Li Xiaoyao at this time was just a gangster who knew how to do three-legged cat kung fu, and in the face of the powerful Lunatic Cultists, he could only watch them slaughter wantonly on the island, even his grandmother was not their opponent, and he was thrown into a boat by Ling'er, and when he returned to Xianling Island, the island had been completely destroyed.

But he is not "Li Xiaoyao", he is Chen Jingle!

The powerful cultivation of the Divine Soul Golden Pill Stage is enough to dominate the Immortal Sword World, and probably only a few people will be his opponents.

"So, change the tragedy from this moment!"

Chen Jingle's whole temperament changed, and his originally indifferent and elegant aura instantly became violent, ferocious, and cold, and a rich murderous aura lingered around his body, like a demon god killed from the endless corpse mountain and sea of blood.

After experiencing so many dungeon worlds, he has already transformed from a newcomer to a battle-hardened demon king.

If some people want to die, then fulfill them.

The faces of everyone on the field changed in unison.

Grandma was extremely shocked in her heart, even if she had already been mentally prepared, but when she saw Chen Jingle make a move again, she still trembled from the bottom of her heart.

Just by relying on momentum, he can perfectly crush the opponent, how terrifying this strength is!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she quickly rescued the maid who was injured by the three Lunatic Cultists, and ordered someone to take her down for treatment.

Zhao Ling'er didn't think about it so much, although Chen Jingle's momentum made her a little uncomfortable, but it was her carefree brother, so it was more admiration and joy.

Only the three Lunatic Cultists, facing Chen Jingle's momentum, were suddenly miserable, like a boat in a stormy wave, which could capsize at any time.

How can it be?!

Isn't this guy just a shopkeeper in a small town inn?

Why is there such a powerful and terrifying strength?

The faces of the three Lunatic Worshippers all showed disbelief. The momentum of this person in front of them even reminded them of their own unfathomably powerful sect master. It's just that the sect leader is more quiet, like a calm sea, and the tide is raging below. And the person in front of him is moving, a monstrous wave in the storm, trying to squeeze and crush them.

The three of them were mixed in and miserable.

Only when he faced it head-on did he know how terrifying this young man really was.

For a while, the three of them couldn't help but feel remorse and wanted to turn around and run away.

Too late for it.

In the next moment, Chen Jingle moved.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword light chills nineteen continents!

The peerless swordsman techniques in Master Gu Long's works are perfectly presented in Chen Jingle's hands, like a beautiful work of art.

His sword has already left the mortal level of controlling the sword with qi, and has reached the level of the sword with the god. With a powerful spirit and mind, he can bring the sword art to a perfect level.

If you really want to care, in the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect, it is estimated that except for the Wine Sword Immortal, the Sword Saint, and Jiang Ming, who is trapped in the Demon Suppression Tower, no one can compete with him in swordsmanship.

In fact, Chen Jingle wants to say that my swordsmanship is really average, but it should be enough to deal with you three scumbags.

So, give me death!

Ten Thousand Swords!

The sword light shines, ten thousand swords shoot together, the gang qi is vertical and horizontal, the sword qi is in the direction, the earth cracks and the sky collapses!

The three Lunatic worshippers were frightened and hurriedly used their strength to resist.

Chen Jingle sneered, just three spicy chickens, you also want to stop me?

Even if the power of this Ten Thousand Sword Technique is weakened compared to other styles under a large-scale indiscriminate attack, it is only relative. If you can't even deal with three minions, then the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect will inevitably be too unremarkable.

"Ahh

The protective shields of the three dragon sets were broken in less than two breaths, and they let out a short scream in unison, and in the next moment, they were already pierced by thousands of sword qi.

After the sword light, the corpse was full of holes, and the eyes of the three people were full of disbelief, and they couldn't see it.

Chen Jingle exhaled a turbid breath: "Whew, fortunately, there was no mistake." ”

"Brother Xiaoyao, you are really amazing!" Zhao Ling'er cheered and ran over.

Chen Jingle smiled slightly, his mind moved, and he put away the demon suppression sword.