"This guy has such a strong physical strength-"

Qiu Zhe secretly took a breath and had a new assessment of Chen Santai's Taoism. Maoshan Road has always been known for its numbers, and all kinds of means such as penetrating walls, stealth, blinding, and inviting gods are all skills. But he is not famous in the practice of the physical body, and this guy in front of him is obviously an alternative.

However, this is not the time to be distracted, Qiu Zhe gathered his qi into a group, and the volley was punched out again, and a series of cyan light clusters suddenly appeared in the void, rolling up a blast of wind, and it sank into Chen Santai's chest in an instant.

I only heard the crackling sound endlessly, as if a string of artillery battles had been ignited, and the blue light exploded in Chen Santai's chest, and the huge impact forced him to retreat again and again. The clothes on the upper body were suddenly blown to shreds.

"Roar-" Chen Santai roared in the sky, his voice was not like a human at all, and in Qiu Zhe's stunned gaze, the image of this Maoshan Taoist priest underwent an astonishing drastic change.

The originally thin body suddenly swelled, the hands, feet and neck were stretched at a visible amplitude, the color of the skin changed sharply, from ordinary yellow-white to bronze, the surface was more like a layer of oil, emitting a metallic luster, but the face became a miserable white, and the eyes were glowing with blue, as if they had not seen the light of day for several months.

"This is—" Qiu Zhe's heart jumped, and the other party's momentum rose rapidly in this change, making him instinctively sense that something was wrong. Just like an experienced hunter smelling the breath of a fierce beast, his first reaction was not to think about how to make a move, but to assess the strength of the enemy and me, and sensing that the danger factor of the other party was too high, Qiu Zhe did not hesitate to run wildly, trying to distance himself from the other party.

The roar stopped abruptly, Chen Santai had already completed his transformation, his figure flickered, and he rushed to the front of Qiu Zhe in just one step, the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye, and the black light in his hand burst out, and he struck Qiu Zhe on the chest with a palm.

Qiu Zhe stopped abruptly, and hurriedly fought with the other party, only to feel that Chen Santai's strength was overwhelming, completely unable to resist, and his body couldn't help but retreat, and he retreated seven steps in a row.

Chen Santai's offensive was like a storm, and it did not give people a chance to breathe at all. Qiu Zhe gritted his teeth and struggled to support, feeling that after Chen Santai transformed, his speed and strength had increased more than ten times, and between his gestures, he had a sinister aura, and if he was not careful, he would be hit.

Between the two fighting, the others woke up one after another. Zhang Xun was the first to react, seeing that Qiu Zhe's situation was precarious, he didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, and raised his hand to shoot out five golden lights, which was a piece of Western essence gold that he inadvertently obtained in his early years, and used the secret art to refine it into five flying shuttles, as a portable magic weapon for fighting and refining demons.

The golden light went like lightning, hitting Chen Santai's back, Rao is body is extremely strong, and he couldn't help but stagnate after eating this. Taking advantage of this moment, Qiu Zhe dodged, pulled the distance between each other, exhaled, opened his mouth and spit out the sword pill, turning into a white light in mid-air, and slashed towards Chen Santai's neck.

Seeing the white light flying, Chen Santai did not dodge or dodge, opened his mouth and spit out a black gas, wrapping the white light in it. Qiu Zhe's heart was shocked, and he suddenly found that the sword pill had lost contact, but he saw Chen Santai relax his right arm lightly and scoop the sword light in his hand. Originally, the sword light was clear, but at this moment it was already dark, and there was no spirituality at all, like a piece of mortal iron.

Qiu Zhe didn't expect that Chen Santai's black qi could actually defile the formed flying sword, and he was at a loss for a while, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a few painful cries, he followed the prestige, but saw several monks from the Thousand Buddha Temple surrounding Huixian, with sad faces.

Zhou Fanghe sacrificed nine whips, and with Zhang Xun's five-element shuttle, he fought with Chen Santai. Qiu Zhe retreated to the side to exercise pranayama, glanced at the situation on the field, and was immediately surprised.

Zhang Nan died, Hui Xing died, and Weibi of the Qinghe faction and Xiao Xuanran, who was under the forbidden god curse, also died. Looking at these already familiar faces, turning into one corpse after another that couldn't speak, Qiu Zhe's mood became heavier and heavier, until he saw that the Luo family brothers were also among the dead, and this mood finally reached its peak.

Doubts surged into Qiu Zhe's heart, because he suddenly discovered a fact: except for the Luo family brothers, the other deceased were all disciples of the six major factions in Hedong, even if the Thousand Buddha Temple to which Hui He belonged was also a vassal of the Wuxiang Sect, the head of the six major factions.

"Is there anything related between the Luo family brothers and the six major factions?" Qiu Zhe's mind was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly remembered that the Luo family brothers had mentioned to him that there had been a series of disappearances in Hedong Province three years ago. The Luo family brothers were involved in it, and the victims in the incident, like Li Sanqi and others, died with all their blood drying up, will there be any hidden secrets in this?

A scream interrupted Qiu Zhe's thoughts, he came back to his senses, and was taken aback: Zhou Fanghe fell to the ground holding his neck, blood kept spurting out between his fingers, and his eyes gradually drifted, obviously not alive. And Zhang Xun is still struggling to support, but the situation is getting worse and worse.

Chen Santai became more and more courageous the more he fought, taking advantage of Zhang Xun's lack of strength to reveal his flaws, he raised his hand and pressed a palm on his chest, beating the other party upside down and flying out, blood gushing out of his mouth, and he was about to take the opportunity to kill again, and the light suddenly shone in front of him, and the night was like day in an instant.

"Boom-" A thunderclap sounded like an explosion, and the thunder lit up most of the night sky, Chen Santai was in the center of the explosion, covered by the terrifying power of the thunder, and the roar of all his strength was also drowned out.

The thunder only lasted for a moment, and when everything dissipated, Chen Santai fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Seeing Chen Santai fall to the ground, Qiu Zhe let out a long sigh. Before he traveled this time, he had painstakingly refined six thunder talismans, and just now he used them in one go, and his true qi was exhausted in an instant, and his whole body felt like he was out of strength.

"Xiaoqiu," Zhang Xun sat less than two feet away from Qiu Zhe, who had already recovered his breath at this time, and asked with concern, "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Qiu Zhe replied while exercising his pranayama, "It's just that Big Brother Luo and Second Brother Luo—"

"Hey," Zhang Xun closed his eyes in pain: "I saw it, I knew it would be like this, I shouldn't have brought them here." ”

"Who is Chen Santai?" Qiu Zhe was puzzled: "Why did you do this?"

"How do I know,"

"This question, when you get to Huangquan Road, go and ask people. A cold and hoarse voice came, which surprised Qiu Zhe, he raised his head, only to see Chen Santai, who thought he was going to die, suddenly stood up from the ground again, ragged, his face gloomy, and walked towards him step by step, like a demon who came to the world from hell.