"Smack!"

Chen Tianyuan pressed on the chessboard, his fingertips were extremely hard, and he pressed a faint coldness.

"Shangguan Pei, dead." He said.

Lingmen, who was sitting opposite him, had a sinking face, but he didn't attack directly, but also fell down, and said, "You have already calculated it?" ”

The words are questions, but the tone is affirmative.

At this time, if the Lingmen hadn't seen that Chen Tianyuan had already calculated, then his Lingmen would not be able to be the abbot of the Linglong Iron Brake.

From the moment the Lingmen was not ready to fish, Chen Tianyuan had already begun to arrange.

Staying in the Demon Suppression Cave and refusing to leave, let the Lingmen come and invite him.

And the spiritual gate also had to come.

If you don't even give this face, I'm afraid that the Demon Suppression Cave will be in trouble again.

After coming, he was invited to play chess, and then he was dragged here alive.

"Shangguan Pei won't die in the temple, you don't need to worry," Chen Tianyuan raised his eyes and glanced at the old monk opposite, and said lightly, "Even, if you can win this game of chess in a short time, Shangguan Pei may still be saved." ”

"Master Chen is not missing." Lingmen smiled bitterly, and his sunken face showed helplessness.

Shangguan Pei did not die in the temple, so his death would not depend on the head of the Linglong Iron Brake, and the Lingmen naturally had no reason to blame Chen Tianyuan.

But superficial irrelevance does not prevent growing hostility.

Originally, the people behind Shangguan Pei only needed to throw the pot on his head and use it as a scapegoat to give an explanation to the Linglong Iron Brake, and the two sides could at least maintain the appearance of non-hostility.

But now Shangguan Pei's death is equivalent to Linglong Tiesha being dissatisfied with this scapegoat, slaughtering people, and directly cutting off this way of reparation.

Even Shangguan Pei didn't die in the temple, he escaped by himself, and it didn't have much to do with the Linglong Iron Brake, and he still had to give an explanation.

After this incident, the Spirit Dragon Iron Brake couldn't even think of standing on Chen Tianyuan's side.

As for going to save Shangguan Pei······

Lingmen said that he did not take this reassuring words seriously.

"You have your considerations, I have my thoughts," Chen Tianyuan kept falling and said, "You don't want to get involved too deeply, I also have to be responsible for others." As one of the three temples of Buddhism, if it is an enemy, I will not be able to sleep and eat. ”

"If Lao Ge knew in advance that it was so widely involved, Lao Ge would never let Chen Shizhu enter the Demon Cave." Lingmen also sighed when he thought of this.

Now involved in it, the Sword Pavilion where the Sword God is located, the Dajiang Gang that has the power to cover Daxuan's four-percent Caoyun business, and even the people behind Shangguan Pei.

There is a good chance that this person is one of the princes in the court, otherwise it is difficult to say that the Tongtianhe Sword Sect was moved and came to intervene.

The scope of this involvement is getting wider and wider, so wide that the abbot of the Lingmen is a little frightened.

He originally thought that it would only be limited to Youzhou, but he didn't expect that even the Jingshi side would be involved.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, the four sufferings of the world, who can be exempt from vulgarity?" Chen Tianyuan said as if unintentionally.

This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, which shook the heart of the abbot of the Lingmen.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death······" Lingmen muttered, "Long Yuan has the effect of increasing power and immortality······ Could it be that one? ”

Rao is in the state of mind of his many years of cultivating Buddhism, and it is inevitable that his heart will be shaken at this moment, he thinks about the one he guessed in his heart, and then looks at Chen Tianyuan, only to feel that this world is really extremely ridiculous, and there will be such a thing.

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Willow tops on the moon.

Shangguan Pei, who was dressed in a white Confucian costume but could not hide his embarrassed appearance, ran to the ferry, and in the distance, he could see fishing lanterns dotted with the ferry, and the boats were arranged in an orderly manner.

He strode to the river and shouted, "Boatman, get out of the boat!" I'm out for double, no, five times the boat money. ”

"Where to go?"

Suddenly there was a voice on the right side.

"Wherever you go, start the boat first."

Shangguan Pei walked quickly from the right and was about to board the boat.

He finally escaped from the Linglong Iron Brake, and at this time, he was afraid of being caught up by the monks in the temple, of course, he could go anywhere.

"Then I'll pick one for you."

A figure stood on the small boat, and under the staggered light of the remnant sun and the cold moon, the glittering bald head made Shangguan Pei stop suddenly.

Bareheaded! Monk!

Shangguan Pei immediately had the urge to run away.

And when that faceless facial features comes into view, this impulse is directly put into reality.

"Hell, how's that?"

A wolf's head and a human face appeared around the Faceling, and a series of resentful spirits roared around him, and his figure was constantly changing, sometimes turning into a wolf demon with a wolf head and a human body, sometimes turning into a fierce butcher, and sometimes turning into a hideous monk.

He jumped up from dry land, the bronze blade reflected the moonlight, and a cold aura gathered around him.

Shura's Seven Killing Blades!

Yuehua condensed on the sword of the elucidation ring, Shen Yi's pores around him were swallowing Yuehua, he jumped into the air with the bright moon on his back, and slashed it with a knife, the knife light was both poignant and poignant, with a strange beauty.

Under the moonlight, Shen Yi was like a divine helper, and his internal qi was surging, and in an instant, it seemed to have broken through the realm, and a cold and magnificent qi penetrated into his body.

The sword also burst out with black and red sword qi at the same time, like a red lotus fire burning on the knife body.

With a knife and seven points, the Sword Mountain Purgatory suddenly descended.

Kill!

The poignant beauty was suddenly reversed, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves suddenly erupted around the jumping figure, the wolf's head and human face roared endlessly, and the sword light falling across the sky was stained with red blood, this knife was like opening the ghost gate, making hell come to earth, and ten thousand ghosts were born.

Shangguan Pei, who turned around and fled, suddenly had a feeling that there was no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground, and he turned back suddenly, as if he wanted to see the last scenery in the world, but what he saw was only a terrifying hell.

The sword light swallowed him in one gulp, and hell opened its doors to him.

"Bang!"

Shen Yi landed heavily, his feet were like a thousand catties, and there was a bang, and fine cold sweat oozed from his facial features.

Ten steps in front of him, Shangguan Pei stood like a frozen statue, his eyes staring at the sky in a daze, his pupils full of confusion.

Snort!

Seven sword lights erupted from the body at the same time, and the eyebrows, hearts, dantians, and limbs cracked at the same time, and blood leaked out like a fountain.

One knife, life and death.

Shangguan Pei fell straight down, and when the corpse hit the ground, it was torn apart like a broken porcelain doll.

"This knife ······"

Shen Yi wiped the cold sweat from his face with his weak palm, "The sword qi is out of the body, and it is already beyond the level of opening the pulse." ”