Jiang Chen passed through the forest, and the strong wind blew his face.

The originally peaceful oasis is now full of boundless slaughter and loneliness.

A hoarse scream came from afar, and I don't know who was poisoned.

Jiang Chen's steps were faster.

When he stepped into a bush, his feet suddenly went soft, and he didn't feel like he was on the ground, and his body suddenly lost his balance, and the momentum of the clouds and water stagnated, and he fell to the ground crookedly.

Before he could stabilize his body, a sword suddenly emerged from the ground, biting him like a poisonous snake!

The sword was dark and colorful, as if it was highly poisonous.

And the timing of the swordsman's choice is just right.

Jiang Chen's eyes were quick, and with a shake of his body, he crossed the space and jumped two feet away.

Before his footsteps could be touched, a dark shadow appeared on a tree next to him, quietly sweeping towards him!

Jiang Chen's eyes were quick again, and as soon as his left arm hit his elbow, he used the aura of "space distortion" to open the chains that had been swept away.

The wind was blowing overhead.

A dazzling golden light, surrounded by countless flying mantras of different sizes, bombarded down.

This is the "Great Mighty Dragon Mantra"!

Jiang Chen's scalp was numb, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

The faint sound of wind and thunder in the void made him feel a great crisis.

Jiang Chen had no doubt that if he was hit hard, even with the body of a Xuangang martial artist, it would be a light end if his head was opened.

Not to mention that at this time, there was a loud "snort" behind him, and the fourth sneak attacker flew with his sword and attacked Jiang Chen's heart fiercely.

There are a total of four people before and after, and the cooperation is seamless, and the moves are all deadly means!

It's a trap that has been lurking for an unknown amount of time. Even with Ying Xuan's reminder, Jiang Chen didn't expect that there would be so many people and so strong!

The enemy seemed to know Jiang Chen well, and even the timing of his supernatural power had been calculated.

In this extremely short gap, Jiang Chen didn't have time to perform the second "Space Jump".

Jiang Chen deserved to be stabbed!

But Jiang Chen just dodged it!

His straight body suddenly bent at an uncanny angle, almost as if it were boneless, and it was just right to dodge a stab in the back.

Then the figure flashed, as if it had instantly turned into an illusion and disappeared without a trace.

The "Great Virtue Celestial Dragon Curse" failed.

The second sweep of the chains also missed.

The golden light and the black shadow landed in an instant.

One was dressed in a golden Buddha robe, the other was wrapped in a black robe, with a shiny bald head and a nine-point carmine ring scar - it turned out to be two monks!

Only the swordsman who emerged from the ground, his body suddenly folded, and he urgently looked at Jiang Chen's figure that appeared out of thin air two feet away.

The other swordsman was only half a beat slower, outflanking him from the side.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but shudder.

The flash just now was really dangerous enough, although there was no blood on the poisonous sword, the cold air on the sword had already penetrated the skin.

And that one Heavenly Dragon Curse, with only a fraction of a millimeter, was enough to open his head.

There wasn't much time left for Jiang Chen to be afraid. The two swordsmen had already shot in the air, cutting left and right, aiming at Jiang Chen's waist and abdomen.

With two "snorts", the sword blade cracked Jiang Chen's clothes.

Thankfully, it was only the clothes that were torn.

The two swordsmen were shocked and angry, and their murderous eyes continued to stare at Jiang Chen's throat and heart.

The shadow of the sword is treacherous, sudden, and tricky.

Every time the cold light flickered, it was less than half a point away from Jiang Chen's body.

Jiang Chen turned around, rolled, stretched his arms and twisted his waist, and dodged in a thrilling way under the sword light.

Seeing that the other two monks had already arrived and could no longer deal with it calmly, Jiang Chen exhaled lightly and gave up the idea of luring out the fifth enemy.

There may not have been a fifth attacker.

When another sword stabbed at Jiang Chen's head, Jiang Chen's body sank suddenly, and his move was like lightning, and he grabbed the arm of a swordsman with his hand.

"Floating Palm"!

In an instant, the swordsman who was attacked only saw the red of the sky blurring in his field of vision, and then retreated like a tide.

At this time, the swordsman noticed the sharp pain in his right arm, and when he looked down, he saw that his entire right hand had been cut off by his wrist, leaving only a bowl-like section spurting blood.

The right hand is gone, and the sword in his hand has naturally changed its owner.

"Ahh

A little cold light pierced his brow, ending his pain.

The other swordsman refused to give up, and with a strange roar, the human sword rose into the sky.

Two monks who arrived followed him to his left and right.

Jiang Chen drifted away.

Everywhere he passed, the sword shadow of "sneering" was urgent, and the blades of grass and flying flotsam were all cracked by the sword qi, and disappeared like crumbs.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen had already run out of a few feet, until he retreated to a low tree, his eyes flashed, and his right sleeve fluttered.

The swordsman who rushed to the front had already thrown his two companions out of two positions. So when he stabbed Jiang Chen with a sword, the swordsman found that he had only one person to resist.

"Bang!" The blade of the sword struck the blade, and the two figures staggered past, changing positions.

Jiang Chen greeted the two monks in the rear.

The swordsman froze in place, slowly touching his throat, red blood oozing from the bloody hole in his throat.

A sword seals the throat! What a fast sword!

Two seconds later, the swordsman's body tilted, and he fell to the ground with a "bang", and his two eyes were wide open.

At this time, Jiang Chen had already engaged two monks.

The clothes were torn and there was a violent sound, the figure flew up and down, the sword light flickered in mid-air, and the 10,000-character spell of golden light tightly entangled Jiang Chen.

The monk holding the chains was like an angry eagle, drinking violently, and the chains were waving like windmills, becoming more and more fierce.

Jiang Chen laughed.

The laughter was full of hatred, penetrating the wind sound of the Buddha's chanting and chain dancing, and ethereal into the ears of the two monks.

The two monks thundered together in laughter.

Jiang Chen swung his sword, and the sword was like a dragon's roar.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng" made a series of muffled sounds, and the Buddhist mantras and chains were all swept away by Jiang Chen's sword.

The monk's empty door was exposed, but the light of one black and one gold on his body was even stronger, and he rushed towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen also rushed forward, the cold light flashed violently, and the two sides staggered.

A blood-spurting arm spun and flew up, chains clutched in the palms of their hands.

Jiang Chen's left claw clasped the golden-clothed monk's throat, and his right hand sword pointed at the heart of another monk.

The monk who was pointed at by his sword had his right arm broken off at the shoulder, and blood gushed like a spring. The fracture is neat, but it has been cut by the "spatial scar".

After only a few moments of being restrained, the two monks finally realized that there was actually no suspense in this battle at all, and they were toyed with between applause from beginning to end.

The monk with the broken arm screamed in his mouth, and the other golden-robed monk turned blue.

Jiang Chen's gaze roamed back and forth on the faces of the two monks, and he asked in a cold voice, "In addition to the four of you, how many other people from the Futu Sect have come this time?" ”

The monk with the broken arm looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The laughter was mournful, mixed with the painful gasping of the broken arm, which was particularly strange to hear.

Jiang Chen's heart was not good, and he just wanted to put away the sword, but he saw the monk's body slamming forward, and the tip of the sword stabbed into his chest with a "poof".

Jiang Chen let go in surprise, the monk's body lost its support, and he fell headlong, most of the sword body came out from behind, and the dead could no longer die.

Jiang Chen's face was ugly, he looked at the golden-clothed monk, and said: "Now there are only the two of us left, no one knows what you have done, as long as you explain honestly, I promise to spare your life!" ”

The golden-clothed monk's throat twitched, and he laughed miserably.

Jiang Chen saw a look of determination on the face of the golden-clothed monk, and immediately felt that something was wrong-the spiritual power coming out of the golden-clothed monk's body fluctuated unbelievably violently, as if it was like a flood that burst the embankment, about to destroy the entire skin and flesh.

As soon as Jiang Chen's fingers were forced, he immediately choked the other party's neck bone, but he still felt that it was not good, and with a flick of his right arm, he threw the corpse into the air.

With a "boom", the corpse exploded in the air, fragments of flesh and blood scattered in all directions, and countless 10,000-character spells burst out, piercing and shattering the nearby branches and leaves.

Jiang Chen's face turned blue.

If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, if he had been blown up by this monk at close range, even if he could survive, he would have been seriously injured.

The four sneak attackers never said a word from beginning to end, what a group of unyielding fanatics!

Blood gushed and pooled into pools of blood.

Jiang Chen looked at the three corpses on the grass, his eyes were cold, and he swept into the depths of the jungle.

The wind blew suddenly, blood, grass flew, crumbs, fluttered in the wind.

After a long time, Jiang Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and walked north.

In the canopy of trees covered by branches and leaves, a beautiful woman dressed in white and snow, her right wrist was tightly held by a handsome and pale youth.

It was Jiang Chen's two old friends, Gandapo and King Pingping.

The two stared down with bated breath, and watched Jiang Chen walk away, before the woman in white withdrew her right wrist from King Equality's hand, and asked angrily, "Why did you stop me?" ”

King Ping smiled helplessly: "Don't you see, he's been waiting for you to go down." ”

"So what!" Qianda Po almost screamed uncontrollably, "There was such a good opportunity just now, as long as the two of us cooperate with the four Jialan to make a move together, the surname Jiang will definitely die!" ”

"You calm down first...... King of Equality shrank back, rubbing his eyebrows, "It's all sprayed on my face." ”

"You say! You say! ”

"Okay, okay, I said. He deliberately showed you those opportunities just now. He's just trying to lure you out, and if I hadn't pulled you, there would have been one more corpse lying on the ground. ”

King Ping's eyes were slightly strange, staring at Qiandapo's face, "What's even more tragic is that you are so beautiful, even I look a little moved, it's hard to guarantee that he won't do anything more before killing you......"

Gandharva's face froze, her eyes narrowed, and she could no longer see a little madness. But the murderous aura that emanated from her body was ten times richer than before.

"You're molesting me?"

"Calm down, calm down! You know my fetishes! King Ping hurriedly said, "The surname Jiang hasn't gone far, do you want him to find out?" ”

This sentence really worked, and as soon as she heard the man's name, Gandharva's anger was diverted.

She twisted her ten fingers, her expression was grim, and she said coldly: "What should I do with him now?" ”

King Ping said in a deep voice: "We can be sure of at least one thing, that is, he is stronger than before, and the two of us together are not his opponents. ”

"And then? Running away in disgrace? ”

"We can't go head-to-head with him! The most correct thing to do is to report this situation back to His Holiness and ask her to come out in person! ”

"So the four Jialan are considered to have died in vain?"

"Of course, it is not in vain, their sacrifice at least saved our lives." Seeing that Qiandapo's face was a little distorted, King Ping hurriedly added, "I have also found out the cultivation of the surname Jiang, this is a great achievement, I will definitely ask for merit for them in front of His Holiness!" ”

Gandharpo giggled.

The laughter was crisp and beautiful, but the king of equality was furious when he heard it, and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Not to mention that the two Venerable Manjushri and Fuxian are in retreat, and Venerable Guanyin has disappeared, even if your Jizo Venerable is willing to make a move, there are 200,000 miles away from Lingshan here, waiting for her to come over...... Do you think the one surnamed Jiang will stay here and wait for her? ”

The King of Equality sighed: "But this is also no way, we can only keep an eye on him - stop, where are you going?" ”

Halfway through his words, Gandharpo had already jumped down from the canopy of the tree and landed on the ground, her white-clothed shadow slim, like a degraded fairy in the Moon Palace.

She smiled back: "Since you refuse to make a move, I will kill him alone." ”

The smile was amazing, but the king of equality did not have any appreciative leisurely elegance, he caught up a few steps forward and pressed the woman's shoulder, and roared, "Are you going to die?" ”

"Since there is no hope of revenge, it is better to go to the Pure Land as soon as possible."

"That's it!" King Ping flipped his wrist, and there was an extra white jade vial in his palm, which was stuffed into Qiandapo's hand, "Crazy woman, I knew you would be like this, fortunately, I was prepared." ”

"What is this?" Puzzled, Gandharpo picked up the bottle and reached for the cork.

"Don't open it! Inside is the blood of the Nether Butterfly! ”

Qiandapo's face also changed: "The Nether Butterfly, the head of the world's poisons? ”

"That's right, with a strong hallucinogenic effect, even the Immortal Buddha Martial Saint can't be completely immune to the poison, after the neutralization of the fire centipede's blood, the onset time will be extended to two days later......," King Equality laughed hesitantly, "The water sources on the oasis are all connected, as long as you pour this bottle of toxin down, and wait patiently for a few more days, you can easily cut off the head of your dreams!" ”

Gandharpo looked at the bottle and muttered, "It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart, your mind is much more vicious than mine!" ”

"It's not because you're sad all day long, I can't bear to look at it!"

"Do you have this kindness?"

"Of course. For a beautiful and lovely girl like you, anyone who sees it will want to soothe your sorrows! ”

Qianda Po laughed: "It's rare that you will also pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." When did you become interested in women? ”

"From the time I met you."

Gandharpo was stunned.

The King of Equality had easily turned around and said, "Let's go, just find a water source, and our task will be completed." ”

Song Feng fled for his life.

With the intense exertion of physical strength, the scene in front of him gradually became a little blurred.

Fatally, the wind cut his eyes like a blade.

His eyes were sour, stinging, and he couldn't help but cry, and his hazy vision saw a tree as two.

He actually slammed head-on into a low tree.

Fortunately, he woke up quickly, and his right hand suddenly flipped out, slapped on the trunk of the tree, and his figure flew out from the side.

At this moment, a rainbow-like, lightning-like cold light suddenly broke through the air and pierced his heart!

"Die!" Gnomes drink excessively.

Between the lightning and the fire, Song Feng waved his knife.

He held the knife in his left hand, and the posture of waving it was even more strange, and the arc trajectory of the slash was even more strange.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water"!

The flying knife broke in two and fell in response.

What a fast knife!

The dwarf was slightly startled, and before he could shoot the second throwing knife, his face suddenly changed, and he walked lightly and hid behind the bushes.

In the next moment, Jiang Chen's figure appeared next to Song Feng, holding his body that was about to fall.

"Leader Song is okay, right?"

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