"The Qinglian Sword Sutra is not in my hand, why is no one believing it?" Song Chengfeng slowly walked into the broken temple.

His sword clenched tightly in his hand, and bright red blood slowly dripped from the sword.

Tick tock......

The expression on his face was also a little strange, wooden, and a little hideous when he spoke, looking like he was going to eat flesh and blood.

Bah......

He spat out a mouthful of blood, not only blood and phlegm, but also a patch of purple dirt.

The people in the broken temple all looked at Song Chengfeng deadly.

"Uncle Tiger, he's ......" The girl dressed as a man tugged at Uncle Tiger's cuffs.

"Hide. Uncle Tiger directly pulled him behind him, and then confirmed the eyes of the other two companions, and they all reached out to take their weapons, and protected the girl behind him in a triangular formation.

"Senior sister, Miss Ling, when you have the chance, you will run away, and I will drag him down. The man also drew his sword, and also confirmed his eyes with Uncle Tiger and the others.

"Why is that kid still sitting on the fire?" The man also noticed Chen Jin in the other corner, but Chen Jin didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't notice that someone was threatening his life.

However, although Chen Jin did not move, the others were ready to fight for their lives.

"You're all going to die. Song Chengfeng compared the sword and pointed out everyone in the temple, and Chen Jin did not let go.

"Up!" Uncle Tiger drank in a low voice, and directly slashed at Song Chengfeng's right hand with a tiger-headed knife, which directly abolished Song Chengfeng's combat effectiveness.

Bite!

It is conceivable that Song Chengfeng raised his sword to block this knife, and was sent out of the broken temple by the calm and vigorous of this knife.

And as soon as he retreated like this, he happened to dodge the big axe and watermelon hammer of Uncle Tiger's other two companions.

However, it was not enough for him to dodge like this, because there was another person who suddenly burst out and shot out quickly, pointing at the head of Song Chengfeng, who had returned to the rain.

But Song Chengfeng was like a drunk person, his body fell straight and straight, he fell like this, although he avoided this sword, but Uncle Tiger also pounced, the watermelon hammer smashed his head unceremoniously, and the tiger head knife still slashed at Song Chengfeng's sword-holding right hand.

Poof!

Song Chengfeng couldn't hide this time, his head was directly broken like a watermelon, and his right hand also flew into the air, and the axe also cut off his waist at this time.

Song Chengfeng died like this......

The man was a little surprised to see Song Chengfeng die so easily, while the other three were surprised to spit on his sparse corpse, and then went back to the broken temple.

Yes......

Suddenly, a series of screams rang out from the ruined temple.

When the four of them heard this, they immediately rushed to the ruined temple.

Fortunately, they didn't run far beyond the ruined temple, so they quickly saw what was going on in the ruined temple.

I saw that there was one more person in the temple at this time, and this person was Song Chengfeng who was killed by them.

At this time, he stood intact in the temple, and carried the neck of a woman in each hand, who was the man's companion.

Although the private individuals were surprised that Song Chengfeng, who had been killed by them, was still standing intact in front of them, the weapons in their hands did not stop at Song Chengfeng's body for a moment.

However, Song Chengfeng was very cunning and danced the two hostages in his hands, so that they could only quickly withdraw their hands after moving the sword soldiers, and did not dare to act rashly.

"Uncle Tiger, Uncle Tiger, this person... This man is a youkai, he... He grew straight out of the ground...... , he's a monster......" The girl shouted from hiding in a corner at this time, she was obviously frightened, and the whole person hid in the corner and swayed.

"Hahaha...... , all of you have to die, you all have to die, hahaha......" Song Chengfeng grabbed the claws of the two women even harder.

The click of the bones being squeezed kept coming from the necks of the two women at this time, and if it continued, the necks of the two women would definitely break, and then they would die directly.

"Senior sister!" the man shouted, raising his sword and about to stab at Song Chengfeng.

Roar......

A roar suddenly resounded throughout the audience at this time, it was Song Chengfeng who roared, and his roar directly shocked the man into losing his mind, and the whole person was directly soft on the ground, and he could only twitch on the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices.

Although the people in the temple were not the main targets of this roar, they were still shocked by this roar and lost their hearing.

"It's noisy. A lazy grumbling sounded in the ears of all the temporarily deaf people, as if it were ringing in their heads.

Then everyone saw a phantom flash in front of them, the phantom leaped one person high, slashed over Song Chengfeng's head, and reached out a hand, which slapped down on Song Chengfeng's head.

With this palm, Song Chengfeng's crazy laughter came to an abrupt end.

Puff ......

Then he fell to the ground as loosely as mud, and finally disintegrated in full view of everyone, becoming a real mud.

Everyone also saw the identity of the phantom in this matter, it was the beggar Chen Jin who seemed to be sitting in the corner and napping.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, you go to die. ”

With a soft shout, a yellow talisman fell into the mud.

Grunt......

It sounded like boiling water, and there was bubbling like boiling water, and the mud seemed to be boiling.

Then, I saw Chen Jin insert one hand into the mud, and then began to stir, stirring for a while, this scene is a bit like boiling paste......

After being muddy for a while, under the stunned eyes of everyone, Chen Jin took his hand out of the mud, only to see that there was an extra object in his hand, this object was just a piece of purple soil, and this piece of soil was the one that Song Chengfeng spit out before.

When Chen Jin saw this piece of soil, he smiled like an old farmer seeing a bumper harvest year.

"It's a coincidence that the rain has stopped. Chen Jin shook off the mud on his hands, and then walked towards the outside of the temple.

When he was about to walk out of the ruined temple, he suddenly turned around and smiled at the dilapidated mountain god statue in the middle of the ruined temple: "Oh yes, thank you." ”

“......”

The remaining people who were still awake in the ruined temple looked at each other in a daze.

"Uncle Tiger, is it a fairy?" the girl wanted to get up from the ground, but fell to the ground with weak legs.

"yes. Uncle Tiger looked at the rain dripping from the eaves of the temple and replied as if murmuring.

............