The three people kneeling on the ground, seeing that Jiang Chen was merciless, were about to sacrifice their magic weapons to resist, but the terrifying lethality of the formation had already swept in, and they took three lives in an instant.

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at the four dead people in the courtyard, and secretly marveled at Jiang Chen's strength in her heart, among the four people, Luo Haotong's strength was the weakest, but she suffered a loss under the opponent's move, and Jiang Chen won very cleanly with one enemy and four.

Jiang Chen took the storage bags of the four people, and his divine sense swept through them at will, and found that there were no spirit stones in the storage bags of these four people, it seemed that this place did not hide the spirit stones, which contained spiritual energy. However, among the storage bags of the four people, there are a lot of refining materials, which must have been collected in the Void Ice River.

Jiang Chen put away the storage bag, and with a flick of his fingers, several flames flew out, instantly burning the four corpses on the ground to charred ashes.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Chen said in a low voice, pulled Chen Xiaoxiao over, turned around and was about to leave, but at the same time, six people came from outside quickly.

It turned out that when Jiang Chen and Murong Jing were fighting just now, the momentum of the magic weapon bombardment and formation attracted their attention.

The six people who rushed over saw Jiang Chen and Chen Xiaoxiao, and they all showed surprise, but then this surprise turned into joy.

Among the six people, the leader was a black-faced man, his eyes were gloomy, his brows drooped slightly, he pointed at Jiang Chen and asked, "Are you monks who just came to Yuanqing Mountain from outside?"

Jiang Chen looked at the black-faced man, and when he saw that the other party was fierce and his eyes were not good, he replied coldly: "Yes what, no, what?"

While saying this, Jiang Chen pulled Chen Xiaoxiao and retreated into the courtyard.

Jiang Chen had already seen that this black-faced man was a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infancy. Now Jiang Chen's divine consciousness is equivalent to the late Yuan Infant stage. Naturally, I could see the strength of this person at a glance.

"Do you still want to escape? If you don't come to the Yuan Qing Mansion to report, you dare to kill people here, are you guilty?" After the black-faced man followed Jiang Chen, he jumped into the courtyard.

And the other five monks in the late stage of Jindan also followed and poured in, offering magic weapons one by one, and waiting for them.

Jiang Chen's eyes rolled slightly, and he said, "I'm sorry." We had just entered the Void Ice River when we were lured here, and then those people wanted to murder me and my junior sister, so I had to resist and kill them. As for entering Yuanqing Mountain, I have to register with Yuanqing Mansion, I don't know anything about it!"

The black-faced man listened to Jiang Chen's words and muttered, "In that case, hand over your storage bags!"

Hand over the storage bag?

Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still threw a storage bag over.

This storage bag was just a temporary storage bag used by Jiang Chen. There's not much in it.

The black-faced man's divine sense swept over Jiang Chen's storage bag and nodded with satisfaction. Then his eyes fell on Chen Xiaoxiao, and he asked coldly, "What about yours?"

Chen Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Chen, and when he saw Jiang Chen nodding slightly, he also took out the storage bag and threw it to the black-faced man.

The black-faced man took the storage bag of the two, and with a playful smile on his face, he said, "Since the two of you are so cooperative, then I will let you die a happy death!" Otherwise, you will only die even worse!"

Jiang Chen smiled coldly, what he expected was indeed right.

The other party not only took his storage bag, but also killed him.

"Buzz ......"

Mo Yuan's sword trembled slightly, appearing in Jiang Chen's hand.

The black-faced man looked stunned, and when he saw that Jiang Chen could actually sacrifice a magic weapon, he sneered and asked, "Do you have any other storage bags?"

Jiang Chen didn't answer him, but took out four array flags and shot them out in four directions, and in a moment, this courtyard was once again shrouded in formation.

"A mere Jindan eighty percent ant, thinking that he can deal with me with his formation?" The black-faced man sneered, and with a wave of his hand, behind him, the five Jindan monks killed Jiang Chen at the same time.

Jiang Chen motioned for Chen Xiaoxiao to step back, and the Mo Yuan Sword slashed out.

"Wow!"

A sword aura burst out in the air in an instant like a wave.

Jiang Chen's sword, naturally, with the help of the momentum of the formation, not only suddenly burst out, but also extremely powerful, among the five Jindan monks, the three who rushed in front didn't even have time to react, and they were instantly wiped out by the sword qi and turned into a puff of blood mist.

The three Jindan monks were killed in the blink of an eye, and the other two Jindan monks looked at each other in shock, and hurriedly flew to the rear, not daring to take another step.

The black-faced monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant also flashed a hint of strange color in his eyes.

"I underestimated you!" The black-faced monk sneered, and offered a lead-gray long stick, this long stick, about six feet long, was covered with Dao patterns, and there was a faint cyan true yuan around it, which was a superb spiritual weapon.

"Hah!" the black-faced monk suddenly shouted, leaped to his feet, and swung his long stick out suddenly, like a tiger descending from a mountain, with a terrifying momentum.

The sword in Jiang Chen's hand was picked up smoothly, and the sword qi was condensed, like an angry dragon, facing him head-on.

"Boom!"

The long stick and Jiang Chen's black sword collided together.

The monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant only felt that his arm trembled violently, and the tiger's mouth was shaken to the point of pain, and at the same time flew out upside down, standing in the courtyard again, looking at Jiang Chen's eyes, there was no longer the contempt before.

The other two Jindan monks had even more horror in their eyes, they already knew that this foreign monk was more powerful than they imagined, and with the help of the formation in this courtyard, with the strength of the three of them, they might not be able to threaten each other.

The black-faced Yuan Infant Monk said in a deep voice: "We will report this matter to the Mansion Master and let the Mansion Master decide!"

With that, the black-faced monk turned around and was about to leave.

But with a wave of Jiang Chen's hand, several array flags spilled out, and the fifth-level trapped formation was instantly stimulated.

"Come if you want, leave if you want?" Jiang Chen smiled coldly, and between the waves of his hands, a dense sword qi instantly filled the void.

The three of them hurriedly used their magic weapons to resist, but before they had time to breathe, the two Jindan monks were stabbed into a thousand holes and fell to the ground with no breath.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk kept waving his long stick up and down, only to see that his long stick was dancing impenetrable, like a constantly moving disc, blocking all the sword qi.

When the first wave of sword qi dissipated, he slammed a stick towards the formation barrier.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the formation fluctuated violently, but it did not break at all.

Jiang Chen smiled coldly, and slashed again with a sword.

This time, Jiang Chen's strength was no longer half reserved, and the power of the formation was operated to the extreme.

In the flickering of sword qi in the air, it converged to form a sword river, which rolled towards the black-faced Yuanying Monk.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk's pupils shrank, and when he opened his mouth, a small blue-green tripod flew out, growing in the air, blocking in front of him.

Then he leaped into the turquoise dome.

The dense sword qi stabbed on the blue-green Dading one after another, making a tinkling sound, hitting the Dading in the formation, constantly flying back and forth.

However, the Heilian Yuan Infant Cultivator, entrenched in the Great Ding, was not affected by the sword qi in the slightest.

"I want to see how long you can hide in this turtle shell!" Jiang Chen smiled coldly, the Mo Yuan Overlord Sword swung out again, and the dense sword qi appeared again, but this time, Jiang Chen used the Thunder Killing Divine Sword, and the sword qi was wrapped in thunder and lightning, just like a thunder sword slashing towards the Heilian Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was actually able to urge the power of thunder and lightning, the black-faced Yuanying monk secretly thought that the other party must be a Lei Linggen monk, and he was even more jealous of Jiang Chen in his heart, hiding in the blue-green Dading, and even more afraid to come out, and at the same time instigating Zhenyuan to block all the thunder and lightning from the Dading.

However, the power of thunder and lightning is pervasive, although it blocks the power of the sword, but the thunder and lightning are pervasive, and this turquoise tripod is not a magic weapon for lightning protection, so a lot of thunder and lightning slowly infiltrate into the turquoise tripod to block.

The black-faced Yuanying Monk naturally sensed the power of these thunderbolts, but he couldn't avoid it.

It didn't take long for the black-faced Yuanying Monk to be burned black by the power of thunder and lightning, but even so, he still hid in the blue-green Dading to block it, and not far away, although the power of thunder and lightning that infiltrated made him very uncomfortable, but after all, it couldn't hurt his foundation.

Jiang Chen saw that the other party still refused to come out, but he did not have the slightest disappointment, on the contrary, this qiē was in his calculations.

I saw him suddenly jump out, and the sword in his hand was directly cut out, slashing on top of the blue-green tripod.

Boom Boom!

Every time Jiang Chen's sword was slashed, he did his best, his true yuan was extremely majestic, not much worse than the first-level Yuanying monk, and with the help of the power of the formation, the blue-green big ding of the black-faced Yuanying monk was constantly trembling, and a loud noise broke out.

The black-faced Yuanying monk felt even more shocked, he was sure that if he came out of this blue-green tripod, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist the young monk's few swords, and immediately hid in this blue-green tripod, and secretly lucked the true yuan to protect him, and he didn't dare to come out.

But just after Jiang Chen slashed out dozens of swords in a row, in his other hand, several dark blue beads suddenly shot out.

These beads instantly flew into the big tripod of the black-faced Yuanying Monk, but the black-faced Yuanying Monk didn't know it.

Jiang Chen suddenly stopped his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Explosion!"

The black-faced infant monk suddenly felt bad, but before he could react, suddenly there were a few explosions in his ears.

In the next breath, the body of the black-faced Yuan Infant Monk and the blue-blue tripod were blown to pieces.

It turned out that the few dark blue beads that Jiang Chen shot out just now were thunder burst beads, and the black-faced Yuanying monk didn't expect Jiang Chen to have such a thing, and he used his true yuan to protect the big ding, and he didn't notice the thunder burst beads that Jiang Chen quietly shot.

Then the thunder bead exploded in the ding, and the power increased.

Therefore, the body of the black-faced monk was blown up in an instant.

His body was ruined, but Yuan Ying flew out and wanted to escape. (To be continued......)