Chapter 356: The Awakened Demon 17

Originally, he had already succeeded, but who knew that there was a Cheng Biting Jin, so he was naturally angry and punched the monk who came quickly.

rumble

The huge impact made a strong fluctuation, and Yue Wuying also reacted at this time, and the aura worked, dispelling the residual demonic energy in the body.

"This guy has some fate with me, and he can't die yet!"

"Huh?"

The appearance of the monk in the smoke of the explosion was a little unacceptable to them, and they did not realize that this man was the unkempt pretending monk at all. looks like a hanger, but the strength he showed just now is very strong.

"I don't know this person, who is it?"

Yue Wuying is also very confused, I don't know what this person means by fate, the fate that Yang Chen said is that his uncle is now Yang Chen's subordinate, it's as simple as that.

"Little monk, you have repeatedly spoiled my good deeds, why don't I kill you this time......"

shout

Yang Chen's face turned black when he heard the other party call him a monk again, and before he finished speaking, he flew directly with a sword.

This sword came too suddenly, it didn't fit the plot design, and before the dialogue was finished, the little monk shot out angrily, which was too nonsense, and what was even more sad was that because he didn't expect Yang Chen to make a sudden move, he responded in a hurry, so his sleeve robe was killed by a sword, and a few drops of blood flowed down.

"Ah...... I want you dead!"

At this time, he felt very embarrassed and felt insulted, but at this time, Yang Chen roared with an unhappy face:

"Damn, what's the name of the ghost? I said that Lao Tzu is not a monk!"

"Okay, very good, this demon wants you to live, you can't die. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, show me what you want, grandpa!"

Yang Daxian looked very awesome, and seemed to have settled Wu Lang, but Wu Lang didn't want to waste time at this time, because it had been too long in this place.

bite

With a crisp sound full of chill, the Dao Sharpening Knife appeared directly in his hand, and he was going to settle the battle with one blow at a time, and then left with the Scorching Sun Bow.

"Wait!"

Seeing that this guy came up and showed the Dao weapon, Yang Chen was startled, Nima, Lao Tzu doesn't have a weapon that can fight against it, how can the broken copper and rotten iron in his hand fight against the Dao weapon now?

"My Buddha is compassionate, the monks have always been talking and not moving, so as not to hurt the harmony, I think it is better for everyone to give up their prejudices, sit down and drink tea and chat, talk about ideals, and discuss life, isn't it a beautiful thing?

"Huh?"

The attitude changed too quickly, seeing Yang Chen's flattering and treacherous appearance, everyone was petrified, Wu Lang was also a little stunned, it stands to reason that the other party should be afraid at this time, but Yang Chen wanted him to convert to Buddhism? However, Yang Daxian's flickering didn't seem to have any effect.

"You are the first monk who dares to entertain the old man like this, and in a while the old man will destroy your disguise technique, see your true face, and find out your background......"

"You're paralyzed, you don't know how to lift!"

Yang Daxian was angry, on the one hand, because this guy saw his disguise technique, and on the other hand, this guy wanted to threaten the people behind him, which made him can't help the anger in his heart.

Shot again, and drew a sword without preparation and without warning, and unceremoniously and unsympatheticly drew a sword, and it was a flash of defenselessness and haste, and a few of the same strands of hair were cut off, and blood marks appeared on his face.

"Ahhh......hhh Bastard!"

The huge magic knife slashed through the air in his roar, intending to cut Yang Chen in two. He hated Yang Chen to the core, and he definitely didn't want Yang Chen to live again, so he shot with all his might. After all, Yang Chen has insulted him twice in a row in a short period of time in public, how can he do it without anger, how can he be ruthless.

Yang Chen's face sank, this attack was very powerful, he had to go all out, he had to deal with it seriously, and the other party had a dao weapon in his hand, and if he wasn't careful, he might be hit.

"Huh!"

He let out a low roar, the long sword was taken out of his hand, and the sword technique was displayed, this sword technique was just a means in the free sword technique, which was more suitable for him, but due to the limitations of cultivation and weapons, the current power was not too great.

The long sword roared and crashed into the magic knife, but the light of Yang Chen's long sword and the momentum of Wu Lang's magic knife must indeed be a little weaker, Yang Chen did not hope that this sword could block his attack, and the long sword would most likely be destroyed, in order to avoid the destruction of the long sword and the backlash, Yang Chen decisively cut off the connection with the long sword, and at the same time, several silver needles flew out from the cuffs.

rumble

The long sword collided with the Demon Dao, making a deafening sound, Yang Chen's long sword was indeed weaker, so when it exploded, the black demonic qi was like a blooming mushroom with a huge mouth open and advanced towards Yang Chen's side.

Yang Chen's pupils shrank, his palms turned into a fist, and he slammed into a punch, scattering Wu Lang's sword light.

"Go!"

Yang Chen's hands were sealed, and the scattered silver needles flew to form a huge enveloping fist, flashing with a faint light, and quickly approached Wu Lang.

"Aren't you really a monk?"

"What?

Wu Lang's voice surprised the surrounding monks, the sword technique, in this cultivation realm, it is a status symbol, there is only one force with such a technique, who is this person? They began to be a little confused about Yang Chen's identity. Of course, some people react differently. For example, when he saw the silver needle, his eyes lit up, and then dimmed.

"Is that you? boss!"

He asked in his heart, but he didn't speak, his fists clenched tightly.