Chapter Fifty-Three: The Spirit Deer Pierces the Forest! No sticks!
The crowd parted ways, and Watari took a few black-clothed monks through the crowd and headed towards the outside of the town.
When passing through the crowd, the gentle smile on Wataruma's face disappeared and became expressionless: "Chase!" He was hit by my cloud-piercing palm, and he couldn't run far! ”
In fact, with Du Zhen's strength, a full palm is enough to kill Yan Song on the spot or hit him hard, but killing people in front of the audience will damage the image he created, so he will have some strength.
Now that Du Zhen is leaving with people, of course, he is not worried about Yan Song's safety as he said, but to follow up and kill them all!
"I want to see who dares to go against my Black Lotus Sect!"
A cold light flashed in Wataru's eyes.
"...... This old thief bald has not only reached the Divine Power Realm, but his internal cultivation is also extremely good, and he is extremely powerful in the Divine Power Realm, more than a step stronger than me......"
At this moment, Yan Song, holding on to his injuries, had escaped a few miles away from Caishen Town, walking through a forest, he gasped, feeling a burst of blackness in front of him, and received a palm from Du Zhen, he relied on the cultivation of the peak of inner strength, and the support of a breath of true qi, so he did not fall.
"Donor, the poor monk is not a demon, is it necessary to run so fast?"
At this time, an old voice came out from behind him, which made Yan Song's face change greatly.
Behind him, four or five monks such as Du Zhen had already caught up, and Yan Song, who was seriously injured, couldn't run fast at all.
Yan Song stopped running, he held the long knife at his waist, and waited for it, but he couldn't even stand on his feet.
"If you offend your master, you still want to leave?"
Several monks faintly surrounded Yan Song, each with a malicious smile on their faces.
Du Zhen asked suspiciously: "This benefactor, you are very good-looking, do the poor monks have any grudges against you?" ”
At this time, Yan Song ran wildly all the way, and in order to breathe, he had taken off the face towel, revealing his true face.
Facing Du Zhen's inquiry, Yan Song sneered: "Do you think I will tell you?" ”
If you tell Wataru that he has any grudges with him, Wataru will most likely cut the grass and eradicate the roots, implicating his relatives and friends.
When Du Zhen heard this, he didn't ask, he smiled gently: "Donor, the poor monk doesn't have to kill you, if you swallow this pill, the poor monk will help you heal." ”
Wataru Zhen flipped his hand and took out a black pill from his arms.
Yan Song's eyes froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You bald donkey...... Vicious! ”
Yan Song is not a fool, he knows what kind of poison pill this pill is, if he takes it, he will have to be driven for the rest of his life!
Yan Song clenched the knife in his hand, preferring to let go and drag one or two people on the other party's back!
"Stubborn!"
Wataru sighed, his eyes turning cold.
"Brother Yan, you seem to be in some trouble!"
At this moment, a voice sounded, which stunned both parties present.
Under a big tree, a black-clothed young man who was neither tall nor short, with narrow corners of his eyes, and looked a little cold, stepped out, it was Su Changkong!
Su Changkong witnessed the whole process of what happened in Caishen Town today, and even recognized Yan Song's identity, after seeing Yan Song fleeing with serious injuries, and after Du Zhen and other monks pursued, he hesitated a little and followed.
Su Changkong wanted to know about the Black Lotus Sect, and secondly, he wanted to know if the Black Lotus Sect was caused by the poisoning of the Black Iron Pool, which caused a big storm in the Black Iron Villa!
"Sure enough, the previous Zhao Qing was a member of the Black Lotus Sect."
Su Changkong, who had been here for a while, had been secretly observing the two sides of the confrontation, and he saw the black pill that Du Zhen had taken out, which was the same poison pill that had been found on Zhao Qing's body before, which was used by the Black Lotus Sect to control its members.
"Brother Wen?"
The sudden appearance of Su Changkong undoubtedly made Yan Song stunned, he didn't expect Su Changkong to appear here!
Na Du Zhen looked at Su Changkong with flickering eyes: "Young man, who are you?" I advise you not to meddle in your affairs and stay away! ”
Su Changkong shook his head secretly, after he appeared, it was impossible to let him go with this ruthlessness.
"Are you from the Black Lotus Sect? The recent epidemic in the area of Qingshui City is also your ghost, right? ”
Without beating around the bush, Su Changkong asked directly.
As soon as these words came out, Yan Song was stunned, he knew that an epidemic had spread in Qingshui City recently, and there were not a few dead and injured, but Su Changkong's words seemed to think that this epidemic was artificially promoted by the Black Lotus Sect!
In the face of Su Changkong's inquiry, the faint kindness on Du Zhen's face disappeared, and it became gloomy and cold.
"Young people...... Woe comes from the mouth, it seems that it will leave you untouched! Du Zhen stared at Su Changkong, the coldness in his eyes was undisguised, Su Changkong's words obviously made Du Zhen murderous!
"Be careful! This old thief is bald and strong in martial arts! Not only has I reached the realm of divine power, but my internal cultivation is even higher than mine! ”
Yan Song immediately reminded loudly, he knew that Su Changkong's strength was not bad, but in the face of this Black Lotus Sect demon monk, who was extremely powerful in the Divine Power Realm, it was still unknown who would win or lose.
Su Changkong's words obviously touched Du Zhen, his eyes were full of murderous energy, and he was never willing to let Su Changkong leave alive!
And Du Zhen's performance made Su Changkong affirm the guess in his heart, the epidemic in Qingshui City, including the poisoning of the water source of the Black Iron Villa, was not accidental, but someone was behind it, and it was probably the Black Lotus Sect!
Recalling the few people in the Black Iron Mountain Villa who obviously didn't do anything, but died tragically in the torture of illness, the killing intent in Su Changkong's heart was also boiling, if it weren't for his diligent cultivation of martial arts, he might also have been tricked and died in despair.
"Whew!"
Du Zhen didn't know the identity of the black-clothed young man in front of him, but he was already moved by his murderous intentions, and he was bound to kill Su Changkong, at this moment he let out a light reprimand, pulled his hands, and took off the string of prayer beads around his neck.
Woohoo!
Du Zhen's strong true qi was injected into the prayer beads, and with a strong push with both hands, the string of prayer beads scattered in all directions, blasting towards Su Changkong like bullets, and the strong wind that brought it tore through the air and made a piercing whistling sound!
In order to kill the young man in front of him who seemed to know something, Du Zhen urged his true qi to the peak as soon as he made a move, and performed a killing move, so as not to give Su Changkong any possibility of survival!
Under the infusion of true qi, each rosary can pierce bones and tear flesh and blood, and it is even faster than the limit of ordinary people's reaction.
But in Su Changkong's eyes, the trajectories of these prayer beads are clearly visible.
Five fowl plays. Wear the forest deer!
When the rosary was approaching, Su Changkong did not retreat but advanced, his body rushed forward, and shook slightly, there was a sense of beauty combining movement and static, like a running spirit deer, walking through the mountains and forests, and the leaves did not stick to his body!
It seemed to be a small shaking, but this made Su Changkong avoid the rosary beads that shot one after another, and each rosary passed him by a fraction of a second!
"Puff puff!"
In a series of tearing sounds, those rosary beads hit the trees behind Su Changkong, and each rosary burst out with powerful power, leaving fist-sized holes on the body of the tree, you can imagine how terrible the damage would be if it hit the flesh and blood!