Deacon Lu was stunned in place, and the ghost soldier he had worked hard to cultivate for more than ten years was killed by Chen Chang'an with one move.

More than ten years of hard work have been wasted.

"Poof......

I saw Deacon Lu, who was in the distance, spitting blood from his mouth, and quickly took out the healing pill from the storage bag.

At the moment when Chen Changan had just killed the ghost soldier with one punch, the subtle link between Deacon Lu and the ghost soldier was broken.

The ghost soldier was a slave of Deacon Lu with essence blood, and once the ghost soldier died, although he would not die, he could not suppress the power of the backlash.

The divine consciousness swept through his body, Deacon Lu's brows furrowed, the tendons and veins in his body were disturbed, and several tendons and veins were broken.

For mortals, such an injury may not survive for a day, but for an immortal cultivator like Deacon Lu, as long as he meditates and heals his injuries, he can be intact after a few days of cultivation.

What really makes way for the deacon to pay attention is in his heart. There was a crack in his heart, and although the crack was only as long as a fingernail, the crack in his heart could have killed him.

Quickly surround the heart with mana, so as not to let the crack go down.

But this injury will accompany him until he dies, even if it is cultivation, against the enemy, Shouyuan has brought him great difficulties.

And Chen Changan, who killed the ghost soldiers, said very seriously to Song Zhijie and the three in the distance, regardless of whether they heard it or not: "You are going to die today." ”

"As I said, Hades can't control it. ”

Song Zhijie's intimidation of Chen Chang'an, of course, was clear and heard word by word.

The monk is not a mortal, only a few hundred meters away, Song Zhijie and the three of them can hear it.

But for Chen Changan's words, Song Zhijie was dismissive, who do you think you are, King Laozi?

"Boy, I'll let you know today, what will happen if you go against the Red Dust Sect. ”

The middle-aged deacon who was slightly better injured on the side heard Chen Changan's unashamed words.

Immediately lifted his magic weapon, the pitch-black axe, and looked at Chen Changan with fierce eyes.

", you stinky boy, you've ruined my beloved darling. ”

"I've decided, I'm going to take your body and cost tens of thousands of lives to create a more perfect baby. ”

"Only in this way can we unravel the hatred of Dao Ji who was severely injured by you. ”

After speaking, Deacon Lu looked at Chen Changan with resentful eyes.

If eyes could kill, Chen Changan would have died thousands of times.

It can't be blamed that Deacon Lu is so angry, Dao Ji was injured, and the road for Deacon Lu to cultivate immortals in the future is almost broken, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future.

As the saying goes, cutting off people's money is like killing their parents, not to mention that Chen Chang'an's backlash against killing ghost soldiers has ruined the roads after the deacon.

On the other side, Chen Changsheng heard the cruel words of the middle-aged deacon and Deacon Lu, and he didn't care, for him, they were all defeated.

On the contrary, it was Song Zhijie, a young man in red who had never done anything, that made Chen Changan more interested.

"I hope you can surprise me a little. ”

Chen Changan disappeared in place.

"What about people?"

Song Zhijie and the three of them were stunned, they used their divine senses to lock on to Chen Changan, but just now Chen Changan suddenly disappeared in front of their eyes, as if he didn't exist.

They couldn't react for a while.

"Ah......h

The middle-aged deacon screamed, and Song Zhijie and Deacon Lu immediately looked at the middle-aged deacon's position.

The middle-aged deacon was knocked to the ground, and his arm took on a strange shape.

It's like someone has bent it.

And the murderer is Chen Changan, who has just disappeared, and his right hand is still stained with the blood of a middle-aged deacon.

As for why he was able to disappear under the divine consciousness of Song Zhijie and the others, it was just that Chen Changan used his speed, and after reaching a certain level, the divine consciousness of Song Zhijie and the three of them couldn't keep up at all, and they couldn't keep up, so how could they use their divine sense to lock in.

"Damn, this guy is not simple, let's join forces. ”

Deacon Lu said through gritted teeth.

Song Zhijie did not object to the joint action that Deacon Lu said, and Song Zhijie didn't see Chen Changan's actions just now, and he didn't even know how to do it. But one thing can be confirmed, Chen Changan in front of him is a very terrifying and dangerous person.

It only took one move to defeat the middle-aged deacon, although Song Zhijie thought that he could do it, but it was impossible to be as easy as Chen Changsheng.

He panicked.

He took out the weapon in his storage bag, a three-foot long sword engraved with a flame mark in a bright red color, the Fire Ming Sword, his weapon, the quality has the power of a beginner-level magic weapon.

Each tier of weapons has three tiers: High, Medium, and Beginner, which are divided into three tiers according to function and power.

Holding the Huoming Sword, Song Zhijie attacked Chen Chang'an.

And Chen Chang'an, seeing the most anticipated red-clothed young man draw his sword and attack him, stretched out his palm, withdrew three fingers, and used only his index finger and middle finger to casually clamp Song Zhijie's magic weapon Huoming Sword.

Song Zhijie's eyes widened, with an incredulous expression.

Magic weapons can sharpen iron like clay, not to mention spiritual treasures.

But the facts were in front of him, and Chen Changan only used two fingers to clamp his Huoming sword.

Song Zhijie was unwilling to use his mana immediately, in front of the Huoming Sword, flames erupted, he believed that Chen Changan would definitely be burned by the flames that suddenly came out, this flame was not the ordinary fire of mortals boiling water and cooking, but the spiritual fire formed by the monk using mana, the temperature was at least a thousand degrees.

And Chen Changan's fingers clamped the tip of the sword, and suddenly the whole sword was on fire.

The temperature rose sharply, and the corners of Chen Changan's clothes showed signs of ignition.

But his fingers couldn't feel the temperature.

Song Zhijie saw that Chen Chang'an was expressionless, and he didn't look injured at all, and the flames he used to cast with mana couldn't hurt Chen Changan in the slightest.

Song Zhijie stretched out his other hand and cast a fire palm, Song Zhijie's palm was covered by flames, and the temperature of the flames was even the air burned.

Chen Changan and Song Zhijie were very close, and their chests were stiffly slammed by Song Zhijie's blazing palm.

Chen Changan stepped back and distanced himself from Song Zhijie.

"Whew, whew......"

Chen Chang'an, who ate Song Zhijie's slap, distanced himself and slapped his clothes with his hand.

Song Zhijie's flame palm temperature was too high, and his clothes were all set on fire.

Chen Changan looked at Song Zhiqing and said speechlessly: "Your trick is too vicious, to be honest, how many pieces of clothes did you destroy to practice?"

Seeing that his clothes were burned, it was really ugly, Chen Changan tore off his shirt, revealing his delicate abdominal muscles, and sighed: "Alas, poor clothes, very expensive, do you know?"

Song Zhijie was dumbfounded, stunned in place, and looked at Chen Changan dumbfounded, not because Chen Changsheng's abdominal muscles were exquisite, beautiful, and powerful.

It was his flame palm, but it was a yellow-level high-level spell, and ordinary foundation building monks didn't dare to take it hard, so they could only avoid its edge, otherwise it would be seriously injured or killed.

But the guy in front of him was like a humanoid beast, with amazing speed, powerful body, and his fiery palm did not leave a trace on Chen Changan's chest.

If it weren't for his clothes being ignited, Song Zhijie couldn't believe that his palm really hit him.

He had a lot of questions, but no one answered them.

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm not that kind of person. ”

Chen Changan saw that Song Zhijie had been staring at his chest muscles, and he felt weird, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

"Bang, bang......"

"Give me death!"

A one-foot-tall figure came out of the soil, raised a big axe, slapped Chen Changan with an axe, and slapped Chen Changan to a restaurant in the distance.

And the person who came out of the soil was a middle-aged deacon who had just been interrupted by Chen Changan.

He didn't know what ability he used, but the middle-aged deacon at this time was already a foot tall, twice as tall as before.

His skin had changed from his original bronze to a pitch-black body, and the middle-aged deacon was holding his axe and spitting out rough air from his mouth.

He looked at the destroyed restaurant vigilantly, took an axe, and immediately rushed up.

Before, he was in front of Chen Changan in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to defend, so he broke his arm.

knew that he was not an opponent at all, and when Chen Changan and Song Zhijie were fighting, he escaped underground and waited for the opportunity.

Think twice before using this trick.

The Thousand Soul Body, just like the name, Thousand Souls, is to kill a thousand people, and then use their souls, flesh and blood, to put them in a giant bar, and soak the whole person in it for seven hundred and forty-nine days before it can be small.

And this trick also has a flaw, it can only be maintained for an hour after use, and when the time comes, the user will be weak, unable to move, and the most serious thing is that it will reduce the life expectancy.

Lifespan is the most important thing for a monk.

The middle-aged deacon came to the destroyed restaurant with a jump, and saw the place where Chen Changan was photographed, there was no one but a human-shaped pit.

The middle-aged deacon's pores are shrinking, and years of experience have made him know that something is wrong.

Hurriedly turned around, only to see Chen Changan standing behind him.

Looking at the person in front of him who slapped him away, Chen Changan did not hesitate to punch him in the face.

"Bang ......"

The middle-aged deacon was punched away by Chen Changsheng, and the rollers were on the street, and he struggled to get up.

At this time, all his teeth were knocked out, his nose was crooked, and blood was flowing from his nose and mouth.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

The middle-aged deacon was roaring, and his angry eyes wanted to devour Chen Chang'an alive.

Chen Changan looked at the screaming black rat in front of him and muttered, "Who is this? Where did the wild boar spirit come from?

It is really a middle-aged deacon who has changed a lot from the original, and his whole body is pitch black, which is very miserable. didn't let Chen Changan recognize it for a while.

Five poisonous killing palms,

At this time, Deacon Lu, who had been absent during the battle, from behind Chen Changan, was a trick.

I saw a purple light flashing behind Chen Changan, and a large purple handprint with a height of one person hit Chen Changan's back.

And Chen Changan stood in place, and forcibly took Deacon Lu's five poisons to kill him.

Then he looked back and struck a fist in the face of Deacon Lu.

The impact of power knocked the deacon Lu who had just sneaked up and flew out.

Deacon Lu was beaten away by Chen Changan, and on the ground, a toad rolled over, and finally faced the ground, like a dog gnawing mud.

Deacon Lu immediately got up, endured the severe pain in his body, and looked at Chen Changan, who was unharmed in front of him, with a shocked expression.

His Five Poisons Killing Palm, just like its name, will kill when it comes out.

He used five poisons, snakes, scorpions, centipedes, toads, and geckos. Then use the monthly yin blood of mortal women, mixed together to form venom. Just a drop of this poison can kill an ordinary Qi cultivator.

And Deacon Lu still has to use his palm to soak in the venom for more than ten years before he can cultivate into the Five Poisons Killing Palm.

But the man in front of him was not injured at all, at least vomited a little blood, indicating that he was okay?

Let me practice the Five Poisons Killing Palm for more than ten years, how can I be embarrassed!

"Why?

"Why are you okay?"

Now Deacon Lu has a lot of questions, and he eagerly looks at Chen Chang'an, who has been hit by his five poisons, and hopes that he will just hold on, and he will die of poison in a while.

"Why should I be in trouble?"

Chen Chang'an was also full of doubts about Deacon Lu's words, and the palm just now was like a wind blowing, and he didn't feel it at all.

Is this old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease?

Deacon Lu watched Chen Changan walk towards him step by step, gritted his teeth, took out two yellow rune papers from the storage bag, and threw them at Chen Changan.

I saw that the rune paper was burning in the air, and the burning rune paper erupted into thick thunder and lightning, forming a minefield around Chen Changan.

Chen Changan looked at the surrounding minefield and was very curious. The arc whipped at him, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

Ten breaths of time, the power of the rune paper is used up, and the minefield disappears.

However, Chen Changan saw that Song Zhijie and the three of them actually formed a triangular formation in his three directions in the time of ten breaths.

Looking at Chen Chang'an in the formation, Song Zhijie said: "What kind of sect is Your Excellency? ”

For Song Zhijie, Chen Chang'an in front of him must be a disciple of a big force. With a powerful physical body exercise, this kind of good thing Song Zhijie is bound to obtain.

Even if it offends the forces behind him, it doesn't matter, the cultivation realm is vast, and trying to find someone is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

Song Zhijie had already thought about it, and after killing Chen Changan, he would get his exercises to cultivate and enhance his strength.

In this way, it will be able to shine in the sect competition in the near future.

Then Song Zhijie made eye contact, and Deacon Lu and the middle-aged deacon immediately understood.

The three of them worked together, and they used spells, and the three elements of wind, fire, and earth appeared in the triangular formation formed.

Chen Changan, who was in the formation, saw a sharp earth thorn protruding from the ground, but it was not over, a wind blade appeared in the formation, and a wind blade hit his body, cutting his only pants, and when Chen Changan thought it was over, there was a raging fire in the formation, and in the case of wind, the fire became more and more intense, and the wind blade formed a fire blade after encountering the fire.

Burning all over Chen Chang'an's body.

And Su Mo, who was on the side, watched Chen Changan fall into trouble, and didn't know what to do.

The strength of the Tsukiji Monk is too strong.

She hated, hated herself for being incompetent, completely unable to help.

can only watch Chen Changan alone, in a desperate situation, she is imprisoned here by Song Zhijie, unable to move at all.

No one paid attention to her now, but she also knew that she couldn't sit still, Su Mo used all her body mana and moved her fingers with difficulty.

Su Mo had hope in his heart, and continued to use mana to resist Song Zhijie's imprisonment.

I don't know if Song Zhijie is out of mana, or if he doesn't care about Su Mo's movements at all.

actually let Su Mo break free from Song Zhijie's confinement.

grabbed the two flags beside him, although Song Zhijie said that this was a remnant magic weapon, but Chen Changan used it as a weapon, and it must have its effect.

Besides, the situation is urgent, so there is still time to think about it.

"Chang'an, did you hear that?"

"Come on your weapon, catch. ”

After speaking, Su Mo threw the two flags in the direction of Chen Changan.

On the other side, Chen Changan wanted to use his fists to try to break this formation.

If you think of it, try it. Chen Changan used his fist and hit the edge of the formation, and where the fist hit, it was like hitting the water, forming ripples, rippling, and finally shattering like a mirror.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Song Zhijie and the three of them heard the sound of the mirror being broken through the formation.

Before he could react, he saw that the formation was broken, and Chen Changan walked out of it.

In the shock of Song Zhijie and the others, Su Mo's voice happened to come, and Chen Changan naturally raised his head and saw that his two flags had been thrown over.

Chen Changan easily caught the flag, placed a flag flower, held a flag in one hand, and stretched it out in front of Song Zhijie and the others.

One of the flags, which reads Immortal Twilight. Another flag reads Hades Receives Orders.

Chen Changan smiled.

But in the eyes of Song Zhijie and the others, this is a smile of death.

"You wait for me. ”

After saying that, Song Zhijie and the three of them took out a handful of rune paper from the storage bag and threw it at Chen Changan.

Dozens of rune papers, unleashing dozens of different spells.

There are flames, thunderbolts, giant wood, sour water, iron swords......

But none of them can hurt Chen Changan in the slightest.

It just formed a thick smoke, which made Chen Changan unable to see the surrounding situation clearly for the time being.

By the time the smoke disappeared, the three of Song Zhijie from the previous year had long since disappeared.

But Chen Chang'an's eyesight is amazing, Song Zhijie and the three of them have already escaped with the sword, and the three of them are separated and fly in three directions.

Looking at the three people who were thousands of meters away from him, Chen Changan smiled slightly, and said to himself: "Running away from the three steering wheels, do you really think I have no way?"

After speaking, Chen Changan took a flag in his hand, which was aimed at the middle-aged deacon on the left, and the flag broke through the air, and the "fluffy ......" flag formed a burst in the air.

If the middle-aged deacon Edgeworth flies fast, then this flag is even faster, and it took less than a breath for this flag to be planted on the middle-aged deacon's head.

Burst into a large sheet of tofu juice.

The middle-aged deacon would never have imagined that he would be nailed to the air with a flag thousands of kilometers away.

Then Chen Changan used the same method to the deacon on the right to understand his life.

Then he jumped his heel, leaving a large hole in the ground, and the whole person disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in the sky above Song Zhijie, and a slap was on Song Zhijie's head.

Song Zhijie's head was like a watermelon exploding, and he was dying.

......

"The matter is settled, what are you doing, little fool?" Chen Changan, who picked up the flag, looked at Su Mo, who was still stunned, and said.

Su Mo looked at Chen Changan quietly: "This is the monk's battle ......"

"Ah......h

Before he finished speaking, Su Mo screamed, and suddenly his face turned red.

Chen Changan's face was full of questions: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Mo covered his eyes with his hands and said angrily. "Stinky Chang'an, you are actually a hooligan. ”

As soon as Su Mo said it, Chen Changan realized that his clothes were all damaged in the battle.

And the pants, in the formation, were burned by the flames.

Now that he's naked, isn't this just a hooligan?

The old man blushed and quickly looked around to see what was in the way.

......

Until the two of them hit the road overnight and left Ming County.

But their legend also began to unfold here, and the people here later called Chen Changan's battle tonight like a demon god in the sky, and it was really a Tai Sui god in the world.