The white-haired old man was a little stunned at this time, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and the jade-like master was gone, and a Taoist who was as strong as a bear appeared in front of him.

A huge shadow obscured the light and shrouded his figure, and he didn't need to know that the person in front of him was filled with the pure yang aura that he hated the most.

"Talk, the vocal cords have fallen into the house?"

"You firewood knife, poor Dao wants, and I don't want to give money, what do you say I should do?"

"There is nothing else, I want to buy a few more."

Yi Chen picked up the white-haired old man's firewood knife, flicked the knife edge with his hand, and smirked in the moonlight.

He really wants this knife, but it's not a lie.

Not long after holding it, a trickle of cool breath entered his body, and the crimson value immediately increased by twenty points, which undoubtedly surprised and delighted him.

He picked up the firewood knife, pinned it to his belt, and stretched out his big hand to hook his hand in front of the white-haired old man, looking crazy, like a bully.

When Yi Chen was in front of him when the dark clouds covered the moon, he sensed that something was wrong, and he sensed that a burst of yin qi suddenly appeared not far from him in Nancheng District, so he immediately rushed over.

After observing secretly for a second or two, he realized that the yin qi on this evil man's body was not as strong as he imagined, and it was comparable to the yin qi of the old ghost who sold 'melons' in the underworld.

Danger - 50 points

Sense of justice +500 points.

So he first ignited the triangular talisman seal with mana, and then decisively chose to do it and rescued Shuiyue Shitai.

Looking at the young Taoist in front of him who was wearing a Taoist robe but looking like a bandit, the white-haired old man also reacted at this time.

He seems to have been robbed.

It's really off the charts.

A wave of anger rushed over his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

A weird evil smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak, when suddenly a strong wind struck, and Yi Chen had already begun to take the lead in sneak attacking.

He slammed his knee hard into the white-haired old man's heart.

This knee hit almost bulged out the white-haired old man's eyes, and his eyes were full of gold stars, as if he saw his grandmother before his death.

His entire body also began to do the 'towards the clouds' movement under the action of the huge force, but this was far from the end, Yi Chen's body was slightly arched, his legs were slightly bent, and his leg muscles suddenly swelled in a large circle.

His whole body jumped directly like a spring, and his body instantly moved above the white-haired old man's body.

The elbow that was filled with lilac pure yang internal qi slammed the bottom of the white-haired old man's neck.

The white-haired old man accelerates and falls faster than he ascends.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The white-haired old man's whole body was embedded in the long bluestone paved street, and his whole body was sunk in.

With the place where he fell as the center of the circle, the cracked fine lines of the Dao spread out.

Smoke and dust were blown up.

At this time, Master Lianhua and Qingxu Dao Chang happened to rush over, just in time to see the scene where Yi Chen jumped high and slammed his elbow on the white-haired old man.

The two of them opened their eyes wide in unison, looking like they had seen ghosts.

Especially the Qingxu Dao Elder was even more surprised, this is not right.

The battle painting style of this Yichengzi Taoist and his master is too different.

He moved his nose and looked intently at the lilac internal qi that permeated Yi Chen's body, and the doubts in his heart were even worse.

"It's the breath of pure yang true power, but it's not as pure as white clouds, and the color is not right."

"However, it is not far from the pure yang true power, and it also has a great restraint effect on evil spirits, and this inhuman and incomparable power is simply incredible, it is not like a physical body that human beings can have."

At this time, a doubt suddenly surged into the hearts of the Qingxu Daoists.

"Could it be that this righteous son is really a genius? Based on the "Taishang Lingfei Pure Yang Root Dao Sutra", a new path has been taken? ”

"Or does this Hidden Dragon View have a secret inheritance, and this righteous Chengzi Dao Chang is taking the second path?"

"Hey, the tiger will not fall to the end, this hidden dragon view is really deep-rooted, and the blessings are long."

Qingxu Daoist thought of these possibilities, and his face was a little cloudy for a while.

Originally, after Bai Yunzi's death, among the major forces of Fengyun Guan, he should be the leader of the True Guan Temple, and his senior brother is also a powerful figure at the peak of refining and refining qi.

You may step into the realm of refining qi and transforming gods at any time.

This.....

In an instant, the Qingxu Daoist thought a lot.

Shuiyue Shitai stood behind Yi Chen, looking at the figure like a demon god in front of him, Ruyu Su covered his lips with his hand, and the shock in his heart was incomprehensible.

It's too terrifying, it's too violent, is this the power of the Pure Yang Dao Method?

The blood is like a furnace, and the pure yang rushes into the sky.

It is worthy of being a powerful path second only to Leifa in the ability to ward off evil spirits.

The three of them focused their eyes on Yi Chen, and then moved to the humanoid pit in front of them.

"Dead?"

A question arose in the minds of all three of them at the same time.

Yi Chen put his hands behind his back and looked ahead, but there was not much joy in his heart.

He always felt that things would not be so simple, after all, this was a powerful evil cult that could kill more than 200 people silently overnight, and it was impossible for him to kill them in two hits.

Sure enough, a coughing sound sounded from the pit, and a white-haired old man with a hunched body stood up from the pit with difficulty.

"Dao Chang is really strong enough, but it's a pity that your pure yang breath is not pure."

The white-haired old man's gloomy voice sounded from all directions, and just listening to the voice, he could detect the viciousness and hatred in his heart.

Like a zombie, he took his heels as the fulcrum, got up in an arc, stretched out his thin hands like chicken claws, pressed his protruding eyeballs back, and then twisted his head with both hands, and with both hands, he directly removed his head and spine.

A headless old man stood in the middle of the long street, an endless stream of black ghostly energy pouring out from the section of his neck.

"I want you dead!"

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his thin body became bulging, the momentum on his body became more and more terrifying, and his body rose to the level of nearly two meters.

The skull is the hilt of the sword, and the spine is the body of the sword.

A headless old man held his head and strode towards Yi Chen.

And the rich black ghost qi gushing out of his neck turned into three black smoke skulls and rushed towards Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Qingxu Daoist respectively.

This picture is very ghostly, and the scalp of the people watching it is numb at the same time.

How cruel this evil is, and how confident it is.

In the face of Yi Chen and the four of them, they even wanted to eat everyone with one enemy and four.

"Be careful, Dao Chief."

"Presumptuous!"

"Arrogance!"

Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Qingxu Daoist each shouted loudly, and then each used their means to meet the black smoke skull.

Yi Chen's eyes stared at the headless white-haired old man who was rushing towards him, his body was full of pure yang energy, but his mind was very calm.

He violently pulled out the Dragon Slaying Sword, and the lilac pure Yang internal qi roared in a full-powered attitude, causing the hem of his robe to fly up.

"If you want to live a poor life, you also want to see if you have that catty."

Yi Chen shouted violently, the pure yang internal qi became more and more excited, and the sword on the dragon slaying sword skyrocketed by three points, and in an instant, the dragon slaying sword met the spine long sword of the headless white-haired old man.