Chapter 662: The Sweeping Monk Appears

No one is the enemy of He Evil, and no one can catch his sword at all!

At this time, the heroes present finally knew that He Xie had said before that once he moved, everyone would die here and he would be safe and sound, not at all nonsense.

However, to understand this truth, it costs more than 100 lives.

The first sword in the world!

This is the first sword in the world!

No matter how subtle your moves are, no matter how your internal strength is, no matter how behind you, whether it is three or five people forming a formation or more than ten people rushing up, no matter how evil you kill, you will only have one sword.

Each sword hit the point, but strangely, not even a drop of blood came out of the dead man's body.

No one is the enemy of He Evil, and no one can catch his sword at all!

At this time, the heroes present finally knew that He Xie had said before that once he moved, everyone would die here and he would be safe and sound, not at all nonsense.

However, to understand this truth, it costs more than 100 lives.

The first sword in the world!

This is the first sword in the world!

No matter how subtle your moves are, no matter how your internal strength is, no matter how behind you, whether it is three or five people forming a formation or more than ten people rushing up, no matter how evil you kill, you will only have one sword.

Each sword hit the point, but strangely, not even a drop of blood came out of the dead man's body.

"Demon law! He's using a demon spell! ”

Finally, someone completely broke down, screamed in terror and turned around and ran.

This is like a fuse, originally killed until now, where He Xie passed, the heroes almost fled in a hurry, not daring to face him at all, just hoping that others could entangle him, and then rushed up to hack He Xie to death.

But everyone has such a thought, which leads to He Xie wherever he goes, where he immediately empties a piece, what He Xie has to do is to pick the most unlucky one at random, and kill him with a sword.

This kind of situation where you can't hurt the other party, but the other party can take your life at any time, has long made the heroes besieging He Xie on the verge of collapse, and now someone is taking the lead in escaping, which immediately triggers a domino reaction, as if agreed, and the rest of the people run towards the outside of the main hall together, leaving only a few remaining Xuanzi monks.

He Xie didn't chase after him, and when he looked back, Chen Guyan was besieging Qi Liu with two beggar gang elders, Qi Liu was covered in blood and was in danger.

He let out a long roar, kicked his feet, and flew in that direction.

He Xie killed the heroes here and fled in panic, and several other warbands also noticed it, and they were already terrified.

Seeing He Xie coming, horror flashed in Chen Guyan's eyes, and he roared: "Retreat!" At the same time, the figure was already speeding backwards.

"The dog thief wants to run?" Qi Liuda shouted and chased after him, most of the injuries on his body were brought to him by Chen Guyan, he hated this person in his heart, seeing that he was coming to help, the pressure suddenly decreased, how could he spare him?

And the beggars immediately dispersed, but on the contrary, Wu Changfeng was unlucky to be closest to He Xie When he reacted, He Xie had already arrived.

A trace of despair flashed in Wu Changfeng's eyes, he knew very well that he was not He Xie's opponent at all, he couldn't block a sword at all, but seeing that there was no escape, he didn't wait to be killed, but roared tragically and angrily, and greeted He Xie.

Brush Brush Brush!

The two looked at each other, Wu Changfeng only felt light, and suddenly the cloth bag on his body fell to the ground, and He Xie's faint voice came from his ears: "I miss you loyalty, spare you from death." ”

Look at the front of you, where is there any evil figure?

Wu Changfeng instantly stood on the spot stupidly, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "dang long".

At this time, a large number of people who lost their internal strength were lying around Huang Shang, and Huang Shang was like a crazy demon, roaring left and right, and the people besieging him were accidentally hit by him, and they were killed immediately, and no one was spared.

But fortunately, Huang Shang seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes were red, and the moves in his hands were not in order at all, so it was not difficult for the group to dodge his attack, but it was difficult to hurt him, and both sides were deadlocked, and no one dared to get close.

He Xie fluttered beside Huang Shang, who knew that Huang Shang didn't argue with me, and roared and slapped He Xie with a palm.

He Xie stretched out his palm and slapped Huang Shang, and with the other hand, he pointed at the center of his eyebrows, sending out a pure yin true qi.

Huang Shang was suddenly struck by lightning, standing in place, his eyes were confused, and he gradually regained his clarity.

And in this process, the people who originally besieged the yellow clothes retreated two zhang away, and everyone looked at this side vigilantly, but no one dared to make a move.

"Lord, I'm ......" Huang Shang's face changed, and then he realized that he had absorbed too much internal force just now, so that he went mad and became delirious, if it wasn't for He Evil's action, he was afraid that he would go completely crazy and die of an explosion, and he couldn't help but let out a cold sweat.

He Xie nodded, and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed, the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and his figure flashed suddenly, and he rushed towards Qiao Feng's side.

On the other side, there were countless corpses under Qiao Feng's feet, and at this moment he finally rushed to Xuan Ci again, killing the two monks in front of him with two palms, Qiao Feng shouted angrily with a move towards Lu and slapped Xuan Ci with one palm.

Xuan Ci was leaning against the wall of the temple at the moment, and there was no way to hide.

Seeing the tragic situation in the hall, he was discouraged at the moment, and he no longer stopped laughing miserably, and waited quietly for death.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Just as Qiao Feng's palm was about to fall on Xuan Ci, he suddenly heard a sigh from outside the hall.

Bang!

The wall of the hall beside Xuan Ci suddenly collapsed, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, a dry palm slapped Qiao Feng's forehead silently!

At this time, Qiao Feng was full of revenge and was about to get revenge, who would have expected such a change, and he was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly divided his palm to greet him.

Unbeknownst to this pair of palms, he suddenly felt that the strength in the dantian exploded, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down.

The person was still in mid-air, and he was caught by He Xie and connected the dots on him, making the raging internal force in Qiao Feng's body calm again.

The two of them landed lightly, and they didn't have time to say hello, so they all looked at Xuan Ci's side.

At this time, Xuan Ci was also stunned, he was already waiting for death with his eyes closed, but who knew that someone actually repelled Qiao Feng with a palm and saved him.

At this time, except for Qi Liu, who was still fighting with Chen Guyan, the rest of the battlefields had stopped, and the owner of the dry palm suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw a thin old monk wearing a green robe, with white eyebrows, slowly showing his figure, he was slightly leaning forward, his eyes were cloudy, and he had no strength when he walked, and he didn't even have the slightest breath of internal force on his body.

This look suddenly disappointed the heroes who thought they had to meet the masters, and at the same time they were a little incredulous, just now with a slap that made Qiao Feng vomit blood and saved Xuan Ci, is he the one who saved him?

Compared to others, the surprise in Xuan Ci's heart was deeper.

Although the monk is a monk of Shaolin Temple, he only shaves his degree and does not worship the teacher, does not pass on martial arts, does not practice meditation, in addition to chanting and worshipping the Buddha, only does some fire, farming, sprinkling, and civil engineering.

Looking at this old monk, it doesn't look like he has martial arts, could it be that someone else saved him, not him?

Thinking like this, Xuan Ci bypassed the old monk and looked behind the old monk.

There were many people who thought the same way as Xuan Ci, and they also looked behind the old monk together.

And only He Xie frowned, staring at the old monk.

The old monk was also looking at He Xie.

The eyes of both were wonderful.

There was surprise, joy, and disappointment in He Xie's eyes.

But the old monk's eyes were full of solemnity, vigilance and nostalgia.

Shaolin sweeping monk, the first person in Tianlong!