"Where to go!" At this moment, the yellow-clothed monk came with a sword.

The other six monks, except for Zhong Shi, also tried their best to cover up.

Is the clock real? He got the hints from Jiang Yan and Lin Mengdie, so he walked towards Lin Mengdie, and at the same time picked up his script and started acting.

"Guys," said Zhong Shi, who was already a little bit into the role, "you deal with that banshee, I'll deal with this banshee!" ”

"Isn't that okay? The yellow-clothed monk stopped, frowning at the scene.

"It's not ...... like this"

"Zhong Daoyou, I'll help you deal with the banshee!"

……

Obviously, these people all know in their hearts that the banshee was chased and cut by Zhong Buji before, and when they heard that the stubble was exposed, it was obviously a seriously injured body, and it was much easier to capture her than to capture the male banshee, and the reward was not less, which can be said to be a big bargain.

Everybody wants to take advantage of it.

Zhong Buer's face sank and said, "What do you mean?" The wound on this banshee's body was cut by me with a knife, do you want to rob me? ”

He is a rectum, he doesn't like to hide it, and he directly said the word "rob" clearly, if it is called a smart person, it is "help".

However, although straightforward is straightforward, it is also very powerful, and several other people listened to it, first, they were afraid of his name, and secondly, they were afraid that his knife would be fast, so they no longer tried to "help" him deal with Lin Mengdie.

So Lin Mengdie began to run.

"The demon is gone!"

Zhong Shi shouted and began to chase Lin Mengdie.

On the other side, six warm-hearted good people approached Jiang Yan.

"I have no grievances with you, but you want to attack me, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Faced with the all-out encirclement of six people, Jiang Yan did not flee, but prepared to fight with his fists.

In fact, he really wanted to escape, with one enemy and seven, after all, it was a little irrational.

But he clearly knew that if he fled without a fight, it would give people a sense of incompetence and weakness, and then the monks who were still watching on the street would rush to arrest him.

At that time, where else could he escape? It's better to fight hard at this time, and make a fierce and mighty one, so that those who are watching are afraid!

"Humph!" The yellow-clothed monk snorted coldly, and with a vicious sword light, he stabbed Jiang Yan in the chest, "You are a wanted criminal with the most heinous crimes, and everyone will be punished!" ”

"If that's the case, that's it! The sword has no eyes, the fists and feet are ruthless, you cherish yourself! ”

Jiang Yan picked up the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, captured the trajectory of the sword light, and after avoiding it lightly, he said coldly.

Are these people really jealous? Or do you just want to exchange him for rewards? That's all right.

However, people have to be responsible for their own actions, as if he walked with Lin Mengdie and became a fugitive, these people treat him as a vicious criminal, then he might as well live up to his name.

"What a demon," the tall monk clenched his fists and blasted straight at Jiang Yan's head, "With this awareness, you deserve to eat my punch!" ”

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand, opened his five fingers, grabbed the fist, and pulled it back sideways, and the tall monk immediately threw himself out behind him.

"That's good," Jiang Yanlang laughed, "You also eat my punch!" ”

He punched the tall monk in the ribs, and the tall monk reacted very quickly, raised his arm to block, and thought he was blocking, but the whole person flew out sideways, and there was a sharp pain in the arm bone.

"It's a bit brute force," the monk surnamed Zhao killed, holding a pair of parting hooks in his hands, like two sharp crane beaks, pecking at Jiang Yan's shoulder blades on both sides, "I will catch you later, first pierce the shoulder blades, and then break the knees, so as not to be crazy again!" ”

"You try it!"

When Jiang Yan heard this, a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he said in a deep voice.

Then, he picked up the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, captured the trajectory of the parting hook, stretched out his hand, and accurately grabbed the wrist of the monk surnamed Zhao.

"I'll give you a taste first!"

Jiang Yan said in a deep voice, and then shook his arm vigorously, and the monk surnamed Zhao exclaimed, and the whole person flew straight up.

"Bang!"

Jiang Yan threw him to the ground, and he could clearly hear the sound of bones jumping and shattering.

He still didn't feel like it was enough, and the threat of the other party made his heart burn.

So, amid the screams of the monk surnamed Zhao, he grabbed his wrist again and waved him as a humanoid weapon.

"Ahh

The monk surnamed Zhao shouted, he felt the sky spinning, and the wind was whistling in his ears, although he couldn't see the specific situation, he guessed that he had become a humanoid weapon.

"......Mercy from all of you"

The monk surnamed Zhao shouted, for fear that after he became a shield, the sword would have no eyes and remove some part of his body.

"Let go of Brother Zhao!"

"Brother Zhao, don't be afraid, I'll come!"

"Demons let go!"

The remaining three shouted, each holding on to his weapon to kill.

Listening to their words, it seemed that they wanted to save the monk surnamed Zhao.

However, Jiang Yan saw it clearly, and their offensive line was clearly covered by a monk surnamed Zhao.

"Bang!"

The Martial Dao Heavenly Eye was too miraculous, and he wielded a humanoid weapon, knocking one person to the ground, while the other two's swords had fallen together.

Jiang Yan lowered his body to avoid the momentum of the sword, and at the same time waved the monk surnamed Zhao, sweeping the next plate of the two of them.

The two jumped in the air, Jiang Yan got up quickly, and without waiting for them to fall, he waved the monk surnamed Zhao in a circle, and the two of them flew out together.

"Ah, my waist is broken," the monk surnamed Zhao screamed, "My leg is also broken, the hero spares his life, I am confused for a while......"

When Jiang Yan heard this, he felt a wave of disgust in his heart, so he threw him on the ground casually, like throwing garbage.

"Look at the sword!"

It was a long time, but it was only a moment on the battlefield, when the yellow-clothed monk chased after him and stabbed with his sword again.

Jiang Yan frowned, the sword light of the yellow-clothed monk was very vicious, and the sword blade trembled slightly, as if there were many changes in it.

"My swordsmanship is known as one hundred and thirty swords that shake the heavens and the earth! One hundred and thirty moves, one hundred and thirty variations! The demon will be caught, otherwise the sword will be ruthless! ”

The yellow-clothed monk killed, shaking his long sword, and said very confidently.

There are one hundred and thirty variations of each move? To be honest, at this moment, Jiang Yan was a little stunned.

According to what the yellow-clothed monk said, his swordsmanship has one hundred and thirty moves, and each move has one hundred and thirty variations, that is, tens of thousands of changes, which can really be described as "ten thousand changes", is there really such a mysterious swordsmanship in the world?

Jiang Yan felt a heaviness in his heart, as if the sword light was about to pierce his chest in the next moment.

That's it, try another move, Jiang Yan thought secretly, he didn't dodge, but reached out and pinched the blade.

"Demons are looking for death!" The yellow-clothed monk raised his brow and snorted coldly.

In his opinion, Jiang Yan's behavior was looking for death, and at the same time it was contempt for him.

How can anyone take a sword like this? If you're not careful, you'll have all your fingers cut off.

"Groan!"

The next moment, an incredible scene appeared, Jiang Yan accurately pinched the smooth sides of the sword body with his thumb and index finger, and the tip of the sword trembled an inch in front of his face, making a clear sound.

"Hey," Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Your exquisite swordsmanship that changes in all directions is just like that." ”

In an instant, he lifted the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, and the sword light slowed down.

Then, cautiously, he reached out and tried to grasp the sword. In this process, he was really worried, for fear that the opponent's sword momentum would change and immediately cut off his five fingers.

Fortunately, there were no accidents, he squeezed the sword light steadily, and then he saw the shocked face of the yellow-clothed monk.

At this time, he finally understood that his martial arts heavenly eye was too supernatural, and it was an existence similar to a "plug-in".

For people like the Yellow Monk, that is, the "mortal body" in Lin Mengdie's mouth, the insight of the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye is tantamount to a dimensionality reduction blow.

At this moment, he clutched the sword and shook it up and down as if demonstratively.

"One hundred and thirty moves, one hundred and thirty variations," he said with a smile, shaking the sword like a naughty boy, "It's amazing." ”

The yellow-clothed monk was shocked at first, and then, as if he had been insulted in some way.

"Death!"

The yellow-robed monk let out a low cry and thrust the sword forward with all his might.

He hoped that the tip of the sword could cross an inch of distance and pierce into Jiang Yan's face.

For this reason, he used all his strength, and his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was up or ashamed.

Yes, he felt a pang of shame, this was something he had never encountered before, his sword moves were very strange and varied, and they were solemnly passed on to him by his master.

He never imagined that someone would be able to catch his sword moves with his bare hands, and he could pinch his sword with two fingers and shake it around playfully.

The Yellowfriar was furious, and he was really pushing the sword hard, hoping to stab the damn smile in front of him.

It's a pity, how strong is Jiang Yan? As long as he held the sword, the tip of the sword could not advance a bit.

At this moment, he heard the whirring of the wind.

Jiang Yan knew that it must be the tall monk who wanted to sneak attack and wanted to punch him in the back of the heart.

It's so ruthless, Jiang Yan thought secretly, a little cold in his heart.

At this time, he was holding the sword, and if he was really hit in the back of the heart, most of his hand would be released, and second, the whole person would fall forward, and the long sword would immediately pierce his head.

As the wind approached, Jiang Yan immediately took a step to the left to avoid the punch.

"Go!"

At the same time, he let out a low cry and shook the hand holding the long sword back with force.

"Ahh

The yellow-clothed monk exclaimed.

At that time, he was pushing the sword hard, Jiang Yan suddenly let go of his hand, and gave him more strength, and his whole person fell forward violently, still holding the long sword in his hand.

"Ahh

The other person was also screaming, just as Jiang Yan expected, the tall monk was about to sneak attack, and he was about to punch Jiang Yan in the back, but he suddenly met a cold light.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

The next moment, Jiang Yan's expected scene appeared, the long sword sank into the chest of the tall monk, and the full force of the tall monk slammed into the chest of the yellow-clothed monk.

So the yellow-clothed monk flew upside down and spat out a mouthful of blood, while the tall monk froze in place for a few seconds, and then his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees.

The long sword pierced through his chest, half of the sword exposed, and he looked like the only piece of meat on a skewer.

This tragic scene made Jiang Yan feel speechless for a while.

However, he did not regret doing so.

If he hadn't, the sword would have pierced his skull right now.

At that time, the yellow-clothed monk fell to the ground, the tall monk was half-kneeling, and the monk surnamed Zhao had many broken bones.

Although the other three monks still had some strength left, they did not dare to step forward, and only watched timidly from the sidelines.

In a few breaths, the battle of six besieging one was overwhelmingly divided.

Jiang Yan looked down the street, and he saw that some of the monks lowered their heads, while others avoided his gaze.

It's like on the subway.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, there was no doubt that his tactics had succeeded, and he struck out with his fists, startling the others who were still watching.

However, at this time, he felt a little strange, were these cultivators a little too weak?

After the whole battle, they hadn't used a single spell, they hadn't used a single magic weapon, and compared to those people in Chitian Zhu, they didn't look like cultivators!

Besides, those people on the street in the distance are obviously not strong, otherwise they will not let him go.

This made him feel strange, a place where many monks gathered, but he couldn't help himself as a layman in cultivation?

This is not only strange, but also ridiculous.

"Sad," he heard the yellow-clothed monk say, "If it weren't for the masters of the major factions who went to discuss the matter of the Seven Mountains Conference, how could you allow this demon to run rampant!" ”

I see! When Jiang Yan heard this, he immediately understood.

He knew about the Seven Mountains Conference, and the commonplace admission ticket was on Lin Mengdie's body at this moment.

Obviously, it was a big event, and there would be a lot of masters in attendance.

And at this moment, those masters are gathering together to discuss things, and they are not on this street, so only a few mediocre people will jump out to deal with him.

Jiang Yan felt a burst of happiness, and at the same time, there was a faint longing in his heart.

What kind of existence are the masters of the major factions? How is it compared to people like the fiery red exploding head and the faceless man? Can I fight them as a layman?

It is human instinct to chase power, and practitioners aspire to become powerful, just as mortals aspire to have more money and more power.

Of course, Jiang Yan also has this desire, not long ago, he was eager for money and promotion, and now, when he stepped into another world, he couldn't help but desire to be strong and powerful.

However, at this moment, this longing could not raise its head in his heart, and it was only a hazy shadow.

Because Jiang Xingruo is missing, he must first find the little girl before he can return to the normal track.

At this time, he heard the stone slab formation in his left hand, and made a soft "pop" sound.

That was the signal that Lin Mengdie told him, he had been using spiritual power to infuse the slate formation, and this "pop" sounded, which meant that they could go.

So he turned around and looked at Lin Mengdie, who was still being chased and cut by Zhong Shi.

Zhong Fuji really entered the role, his chase and slash are very realistic, whether it is the expression on his face, the strength in his hands, or the "inadvertent" "miss", he is announcing to everyone:

He tried his best, but the demon was too cunning, and he was very uncomfortable.