Faced with what Chen Xuan said, Wei Nanfeng had no choice but to nod in response.

At this moment, Kong Xueqing and two other female monks were seriously injured by the eight male monks, and two of them committed suicide with their swords in order to protect their innocence.

"No!"

Kong Xueqing saw that the two junior sisters who had cultivated in the early stage of foundation building had all committed suicide, and looked at the eight male monks who surrounded her with hatred on her face.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Kong Xueqing, don't you kill yourself?"

The eight male monks surrounded Kong Xueqing, all with evil smiles on their faces.

At this time, Kong Xueqing's whole body was covered with scars, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then directly put the sword in her hand on her neck.

Seeing Kong Xueqing act like this, the eight male monks all showed a smile, and one of them opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

"Whew!"

A long sword pierced the monk's neck from behind, and he fell down with an incredible look on his face, losing his breath.

This move naturally made the remaining seven people find out, and the male monk in his thirties who led the way asked

"Who!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present showed a look of vigilance, and they all turned to look around, and at the same time, they all poked out their senses.

Kong Xueqing, who had already put the sword on her neck, also paused at this time, she looked around, and she also saw no one.

In this way, about a few breaths passed, and three words came from everyone's ears again

"Snort!"

Three more male friars, whose heads were separated from their bodies, all fell straight down, blood gushing out.

"Who is Your Excellency?

The middle-aged male cultivator in the lead had a fierce face, tightened the big knife in his hand, and kept scanning the surroundings.

"Sneak attack?"

At this moment, a voice came coldly into everyone's ears, and everyone present heard it.

They saw a man wearing a hat and an unsheathed sword in his hand, standing not far from them.

At this time, Chen Xuan did not hide his breath, and a coercion of the Jindan period monk was released, and everyone present gasped for breath.

"I don't know who the predecessor is, under Chen Lie! We are disciples of the White Crane Sect!"

Seeing that the person in front of him was a Jindan monk, Chen Lie arched his hand and spoke.

"Who? The dying don't need to know!"

Chen Xuan held the unsheathed killing sword in his hand, and walked slowly towards everyone step by step.

Seeing Chen Xuan's actions, the remaining four White Crane Sect cultivators, including Chen Lie, all showed a look of vigilance, and they were all ready to perform their moves.

"Is this going to be the enemy of our entire White Crane Sect?"

Chen Lie's face suddenly turned fierce, and his tone was not scattered.

"White Crane Pie?"

Chen Xuan paused and thought a little.

"That's right, we're all disciples of the White Crane Sect..."

Seeing that Chen Xuan seemed to have some scruples, Chen Lie suddenly became confident.

"Haven't heard of it!"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan interrupted.

Then the whole person disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Chen Xuan's sudden move, Chen Lie and the remaining three White Crane Sect disciples didn't react yet, and only listened to four words

The voice of "Shh

Then, almost instantly, the heads of the four people were separated from their bodies, and they fell to the ground, blood flowing.

I have to say that this scene was all seen by Kong Xueqing.

At this time, Chen Xuan was strolling towards her.

Wearing a hat on his head, almost covering his entire face low, coupled with the three different auras emanating from his body, Kong Xueqing felt that this person would do something wrong to him, so he said

"Don't come here, I'll come here again..."

Before he could speak, he saw Chen Xuan pinch a law with one hand, and then the sword that Kong Xueqing put on his neck flew into Chen Xuan's hand in an instant.

"What's your name, girl?"

Holding the sword in his hand, Chen Xuan's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold.

"I... It's called Kong Xueqing!"

Looking at Chen Xuan's very strange face under the hat, Kong Xueqing felt a little frightened.

"Kong Xueqing... The surname is Kong..."

Chen Xuan looked at the person in front of him and whispered a few words in his mouth.

After a while, I saw him sigh, came to Kong Xueqing's side and returned the sword in his hand to her, and then turned around and left a sentence

"Live well!"

As soon as the words fell, a dodge disappeared without a trace.

Only Kong Xueqing was left alone, holding the sword that Chen Xuan had returned to her in her hand, looking a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, Wei Nanfeng, who was hiding on the side, rushed out and shouted loudly

"Senior Brother Chen, wait for me!"

When passing by in front of Kong Xueqing, Wei Nanfeng shook his head slightly and sighed

"Senior Brother Chen Xuan was kind enough to save your life, but you didn't even say thank you!

With that, Wei Nanfeng chased in the direction that Chen Xuan had left.

In place, Kong Xueqing looked at the direction they were leaving and whispered

"Chen Xuan!

Leaving here, Chen Xuan's sword flew towards the depths of the Heining Valley, during which he kept recalling things about Kong Ling in his mind.

"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

At this moment, Chen Xuan, who was flying with the sword, heard a voice in his ears

"Senior Brother Chen, hey, you wait for me!"

These words fell into Chen Xuan's ears, making him slightly stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had forgotten that there was another person?

Then, Wei Nanfeng and Chen Xuan walked in the Heining Valley again, and it was common for them to encounter fights between monks and monks along the way.

In addition, Chen Xuan's aura on his body was chaotic and complicated, so much so that some of the sect's monks regarded him as a demon cultivator, and they put on a vigilant look just when they met.

No, Chen Xuan and Wei Nanfeng didn't know how long they had been walking, and in their divine sense, Chen Xuan found out that there was another group of monks in front of them, the number of them was about ten, and their cultivation was all in the foundation building period.

Soon, the two sides gradually got closer, and as the fog cleared, they saw each other clearly.

"Demon Cultivator!

A male monk, who resembled the leader of the team, hurriedly shouted, causing everyone to sacrifice magic weapons and prepare to perform moves.

Seeing the team in front of him, Chen Xuan didn't recognize which sect the disciple clothes on their bodies belonged to.

Without waiting for him to explain, Wei Nanfeng, who was following him, stood up, arched his hand and smiled

"Fellow Daoists, this is my senior brother! He is not a demon cultivator, but the aura on his body is relatively chaotic! We..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Immortals and demons are incompatible, even if you are a real person from Jindan! It's not so easy to kill ten of us in an instant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man in the lead shouting to the other monks behind him

"Quick!