Chapter 910: Killing (4)

In the face of the mysterious monk's attack, Lin Chuan had already put on the dragon scale armor, and the dragon scale shield also appeared outside his body, in the face of the mysterious monk's continuous attacks, the dragon scale shield bloomed with unprecedented golden light, and there was a faint little unstable appearance.

Despite the weakening of this dragon scale shield, Lin Chuan could still feel the powerful power that the other party burst out, this mysterious monk was undoubtedly the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant stage, and at the same time, the strength he showed was even more than that of an ordinary Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, reaching the level of the out-of-body stage.

"Hehe, after so many days, I finally met a guy who can be called a genius," Kaishan said with a smile

"What kind of monk can be called a genius in your eyes?" Lin Chuan asked lightly.

"Hehe, a monk who can challenge his opponent beyond the ranks, we can call him a genius, this person is the same as you are a late Yuan Infant cultivator, but he will not necessarily lose to the early stage monk of the upper out-of-body stage, of course, there is still a big gap compared to you," Kaishan said

"Yes, it's almost there," Lin Chuan said lightly

"What's the matter, do you only have this bit of strength? It seems that it is a bit too big to dispatch my Seven Star Palace" The mysterious monk suddenly became a little arrogant at this moment.

"Seven Star Palace, are you a killer from the Seven Star Palace?" Lin Chuan asked lightly.

Lin Chuan of the Seven Star Hall has heard that it is a very mysterious killer organization in Dongzhou, the strength of this killer organization is unfathomable, and the assassination mission has never failed, and there are many hidden masters in it.

"Hehe, since you know the Hall of the Seven Stars, you can also look at it," the mysterious monk laughed

"Yes, I didn't expect the Seven Star Hall to be eyeing me, it seems that your luck is not very good" Lin Chuan said lightly, his tone was calm and unwavering, without the slightest sense of tension.

"Hahaha, what? I heard you right? Our Seven Star Hall is unlucky? Do you think you can escape from me today?"

"It's not that I escaped from you, but whether you can escape from me" As soon as Lin Chuan's voice fell, his eyes instantly became sharp, and a dragon elephant hiss erupted from his body, and the dragon elephant's blood instantly boiled.

At this moment, he finally got serious, and a powerful power fluctuation erupted from his body, instantly climbing, far surpassing just now, the Seven Star Hall killer on the opposite side felt the powerful aura that suddenly erupted from Lin Chuan's body, and his complexion changed suddenly.

"It's not good! Star Kill!" secretly said something wrong, and the phantom formed by the mysterious monk in the air suddenly merged, turning into a vague afterimage, and disappeared in place in a flash, and the next moment appeared behind Lin Chuan like a teleportation, and the strange blade in his right hand slashed at Lin Chuan's back.

Laugh at!

The dragon scale shield formed a golden light shield and was instantly pierced, but this strange blade was suddenly directly grabbed by a big hand and completely imprisoned in the air.

At this moment, Lin Chuan had already turned his head and faced the mysterious monk, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Impossible! Are you a physical cultivator?" Seeing Lin Chuan take his attack with his bare hands, the mysterious monk's face suddenly changed drastically, and he was able to take his attack with his bare hands, such a powerful body could only be possessed by physical cultivation.

Lin Chuan didn't answer, his right hand punched out, and the power of the dragon elephant suddenly exploded, but this time the power was extremely powerful, directly involving the mysterious monk, only to hear a miserable scream, the mysterious monk spat blood and flew out, slammed into the cliff below, knocked the cliff out of a huge round pit, countless rocks rolled and slid down, he was covered in blood, and his breath was weak.

"The goal of the Rakshasa Order is really extraordinary...... After the last sentence, the monks of the Seven Star Hall swallowed their breath.

Lin Chuan glanced at the other party, with a thoughtful expression on his face, the killers of the Seven Star Hall have all been dispatched, and there will definitely be more and more masters in the future.

Continuing on the road, Lin Chuan did not stop, and came out of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, Lin Chuan's confidence swelled to a terrifying point, and he felt a sense of being reborn, where would he be afraid of these ordinary monks.

At this time, the news of his departure from the Medicine King Valley had also spread rapidly, and countless monks who had been rewarded for the Rakshasa Order had rushed from all directions, wanting to exchange his lives for the reward of the Rakshasa Order.

As one of the eight major sects in Dongzhou, the Heavenly Sword Gate is powerful and has an extremely tough style, originally Xiao Lingtian's Heaven Snatching Altar Inheritance Heavenly Sword Gate was determined to win, but in the end, it was destroyed by Lin Chuan, and Lin Chuan killed all the disciples who entered Xiao Lingtian, which made the Heavenly Sword Gate lose face.

On the one hand, the Rakshasa Order was issued to kill Lin Chuan, and on the other hand, it was to save his face, and the monks who could be the targets of the Rakshasa Order were all Tianzong geniuses, so that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Wanfa Sect died in the hands of Lin Chuan, and others would have nothing to say.

Heavenly Sword Gate, in a magnificent hall, at this moment, a disciple below is telling something.

"The target of the Rakshasa Order actually appeared, and so many people were killed, could it be that there is really something peculiar about the target this time!" Sitting on the main seat was a middle-aged man with white eyebrows, his face was like a knife, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

"It's impossible, that kid was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant when he came out of Xiao Lingtian, and in just a few years, it is impossible to enhance his cultivation too much," an old man on the left frowned

"Maybe he has gained some powerful power in Xiao Lingtian's Heaven Snatching Altar, which can allow him to break through the realm in one fell swoop, but it's okay, let the elites under the sect deal with it, just hone it at that time"

"Yes!"

At the same time, the Wanfa Sect also received news about Lin Chuan, and also sent the elites of the sect to deal with it, and in a short period of time, the Yuan Infant Stage monks of the two major sects actually did not dispatch well, and most of them were masters.

These Lin Chuan didn't know that he was sitting cross-legged on a hill at the moment, recovering from his cultivation, killing all the way, and there were dozens of Yuan Infant Stage monks who died in his hands, but there were still some people who rushed up without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and after fighting repeatedly, Lin Chuan's mana was also somewhat consumed, and he had to stop and recover some.

"You kid is lucky, it's here again" At this moment, the sound of Kaishan sounded in the sea of knowledge, with the terrifying divine sense of Kaishan, Lin Chuan had already noticed Kaishan before he found the enemy.

Within a moment's effort, Lin Chuan's divine sense also sensed that someone was approaching, a total of eight people, the cultivation was strong and weak, and the strongest was only the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, judging from the breath, it should be an ordinary casual cultivation.

Not long after, the eight monks approached from the edge of the sky, saw Lin Chuan who was sitting cross-legged on the hill and cultivating, and launched an attack without saying a word.

"Hmph, look for death!" Lin Chuan's killing intent exploded, and with a shake of his body, he disappeared on the hill, and his ghostly body unfolded, harvesting the lives of the eight monks like a god of death.

When everything calmed down, less than a stick of incense had passed, and all the eight monks who had attacked had turned into cold corpses.