At this moment, on the main seat of Bajian Mountain Villa, there are not only four fathers and sons of the Meng family, but also a hundred elite dead soldiers who are used to kill hundreds of people, which can be said to be full. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And in order to stay away from Pudu, Jian Chen chose this direction to escape in a panic.

Fei Zhong, who has not expressed an opinion since Purdue came on the court, immediately shook his head when he saw it.

He was the first person present to know Jian Chen's identity, and he was also the most calm one when Pudu unveiled the human skin mask on Jian Chen's face.

But he didn't mean to help, although the Pure Yang Sword Palace was not afraid of Shaolin Temple, there was no need to intervene for a kid who had personally insulted his deceased master.

Even when he saw that Jian Chen was in a desperate situation at this time, he just shook his head slightly, good show, since you have seen it, then see the bottom.

"Take it!"

Sure enough, before Fei Zhong's head was shaken, Old Man Meng had already waved his hand and gave an order.

Since he had already made up his mind to win the favor of Shaolin Temple, Old Man Meng started to do things, and he was immediately decisive.

Brush Brush Brush ——!

Ling is like a mountain, not to mention the hundred sword disciples, it is Meng Haoran and the other three brothers, and they also hold the huge heavy sword in their hands out of thin air.

For a while, countless heavy swords were raised high, and under the dazzling and fierce light, they exuded a cold brilliance, straight as a copper wall.

"This kid, did you run in the wrong place?"

Situ Wushuang of Wushuang Pavilion hugged his arms in front of his chest, and coldly watched Jian Chen about to hit the copper wall with his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a hint of mockery.

After knowing that Luo Chen, a disciple of the Beggar Gang, was the Jian Chen who killed Shi Yuanlong, the killing intent in his eyes was no less than that of Pudu.

It's just that at this moment, Shaolin Temple is the head, and he is happy to have the same mind as Fei Zhong and watch a good show.

Seeing this, the expressions of the people present were different, only Guo Chuanzong and Ling Wei, who was also restrained, were anxious, but they couldn't do anything.

So, under everyone's ridicule or anxious gaze, Jian Chen's body was stretched into a remnant of his body, and he was getting closer and closer to everyone in Bajian Villa.

Snap - snap ——!

Suddenly, the dry thunder was pulled out from the flat ground, and a faint blue thunder suddenly flashed, from left to right, and suddenly rendered a total of one hundred and three heavy swords cyan.

"Ah——!h

Including Meng Haoran, more than a hundred Sword Suppressor disciples were like thunderbolts, and their bodies trembled violently.

"Who is it?!"

The change came too quickly, and the only old man Meng who didn't use his sword changed his face greatly, and his hands suddenly slashed angrily in the direction where the thunder light came from on his left.

A cold, condensed moonlight quickly slashed out from the heavy sword that suddenly appeared in his hands, and a word of who still echoed in everyone's ears, and the moonlight had already split on the towering ancient tree on the left.

Boom ——!

The moonlight sword rays advanced and came out, splitting the ancient tree that could only be hugged by five people, and a huge and terrifying sword mark immediately appeared on the tree.

"Hmph, the sword trick is really domineering!"

From behind the tree, an inaudible voice sounded, and then a green shirt floated out.

When Jian Chen heard this voice, he didn't need to look at it at all, his rushing figure remained unchanged, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, it's here, the Qingshou Ghost King!

"I can't run!"

With a pause at his feet, his body jumped high, but his mouth shouted a jaw-breaking shout.

You...... Can't run?

If it weren't for the scruples of the sudden appearance of the green shirt, there are many people who have the urge to smash the weapon in their hands at this moment, where can you not run?

As a result, in the next moment, everyone was shocked to find that next to Jian Chen's high-jumping figure, a completely black figure suddenly appeared as if out of thin air.

"Boy, did you do it on purpose?"

The voice of the evil hand chasing the soul suddenly sounded in his ears.

Jian Chen only felt that his collar was tightened, and he was lifted up, and then, the scene in front of him shook like a sky, and the person was already thrown out like a meteor by the evil hand chasing the soul.

"Humph!"

The scenery around him kept flying back, Jian Chen glanced at the Qingshou Ghost King and the Evil Hand Soul Chaser, and said secretly in his heart: "I was used by you that day, but today, it's time to return it to me!"

The flick of the evil hand chasing the soul made his body rise a little higher, and he saw that after crossing the Bajian Villa and the others, he was about to fly over the not too high roof in the front yard.

"Stay!"

Pudu's face finally couldn't maintain Gujing's waveless expression anymore, and he suddenly screamed, and Heshi's palms slapped rapidly.

The swastika Buddha seal of the five zhang square suddenly appeared, and chased after Jian Chen's flying figure with the momentum of thunder.

This palm has exhausted all the skills that Pudu has practiced hard for decades, not only the scope is ridiculously large, but the speed has also accelerated a lot.

Seeing that the swastika Buddha seal came first, it was only a blink of an eye, and it rushed through seven or eight zhang away, and at most there was one more time to breathe, and it was about to crash on Jian Chen's retreating body.

The swastika Buddha seal is extremely powerful, and even the evil hand chasing soul that is blocking its leap road does not dare to make a hard connection, and the figure flashes and suddenly disappears.

When Jian Chen saw it, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, if this palm power hit his body, no matter how subtle his Xuan Ming Technique was, I am afraid that it would be in vain.

Pudu, who had murderous intentions, saw that he was about to be unable to keep Jian Chen, so it was better to directly palm him and send him back to the west!

What to do?

There is nowhere to borrow strength in the air, there is no way to hide, but you can't be restrained, there is nothing to be done at the moment, the silver light on the Qianfeng stick flashed, knowing that it could not be blocked, so it had to be blocked.

Just when the silver light on the Qianfeng stick was about to come out, he suddenly felt a thud in his chest, and was surprised to find that there was a sudden extra foot on his chest.

One, glittering feet!

I saw that the foot stepped on his chest, and suddenly kicked back hard, and the body that was thrown back like a meteor by the evil hand chasing the soul suddenly accelerated again.

This time, the rapidly regressing scenery can no longer be seen clearly, and all you can see in front of you are countless colorful lines!

can kick him so hard that he can't even see the scenery clearly, you can imagine how fast he is flying back now, and how high is the skill of the owner of this foot?

What is even more rare is that such a force on his chest only made him feel a little bored at first, and when the foot left his chest, it disappeared without even the slightest damage.

This man's mastery of strength is so subtle!

In the sky above the front yard of the sword that Jian Chen could no longer see, the swastika Buddha seal did not disappear due to Jian Chen's sudden acceleration, and still slammed rapidly in the direction of Pudu's slap.

It's just that the person who bore the brunt of the Buddha's seal at this moment has been replaced by a tall person covered in gold.

After kicking the flying sword in the morning, the Buddha seal was not far from him, and this Buddha seal, which made the evil hand chase the soul choose to avoid, did not seem to be too threatening in the eyes of this golden man.

I saw that his body was still in the air, but he didn't hurry and bent his fingers continuously, and dozens of golden lights slightly larger than his thumb **** came out of his hand.

Bang Bang ——!

When the last golden light hit the Buddha seal, I saw that the huge swastika suddenly shattered like a mirror.

Below the golden light figure, when Old Man Meng raised his hand to catch a golden light that fell to the ground, his face was already shocked beyond measure.

A golden bead with a hole in the middle was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

This is...... A bead on the abacus.