"Amitabha, the old monk has just promised to protect the life of the little benefactor, how can he back down so easily."
Lu Ling looked like an accomplished monk, but he felt a little depressed and angry in his heart. He was a dignified blood-skull clan. He had killed an unknown number of creatures and drank a lot of blood. He never thought that he would say such a thing.
When He Yunxiang heard this, his teeth itched with anger. This was the first time he had encountered such a smelly monk.
Chen Yu couldn't help being awed, this monk was completely stranger to him, yet he was unwilling to retreat at such a time, it seemed that he was really an eminent monk.
"Master, you go first, this is my own business."
Chen Yu couldn't help persuading him.
Although there are three more enemies now, two of them are half-step empty seas, so there is nothing to worry about.
The only ones who really threatened Chen Yu were the purple-clothed demon He Yunxiang, and the ordinary-looking Tian Yuzong disciple Lu Senior Sister.
Chen Yu used all means, and the two probably couldn't do anything to him.
"If the poor monk leaves, the benefactor will surely die at the hands of these people."
Lu Ling looked merciful, and kept telling lies, and finally added a Buddhist saying: "Please put down the butcher's knives and turn around."
"You old bald donkey, are you really full and have nothing to do, so like to meddle in your own business?"
He Yun's eyes bulged out, the veins on his forehead bulged, and the terrifying power of the demonic way erupted, shocking all directions.
He was indeed angered by the old monk, wishing he could tear him into pieces.
Lu Ling glanced at He Yunxiang, suppressed the anger in his heart, and cursed inwardly: "I remember you, next time I change the container, I will use your boy's."
Although his cultivation base was damaged, he was still stable in the middle stage of the Konghai Realm. It was not difficult to kill He Yunxiang with the means of his blood-skull clan.
"Go together."
He Yun shouted, not wanting to talk nonsense with the old monk.
Regardless of whether he could kill the old monk and Chen Yu today, he needed to vent his frustration and depression.
The three disciples of Tian Yuzong purely wanted to kill Chen Yu.
This time Chen Yu killed Yan Hanshan first, and they killed him back to avenge their fellow clan, which is reasonable.
Some time ago, the Tianfeng branch of the Tianyu Sect secretly announced rewards. Those who killed Chen Yu could receive generous rewards and be accepted by the elders as disciples.
"Donor, leave this person to me, don't worry."
Lu Ling stood up immediately, and he really wanted to beat He Yun up.
If this kid is sensible, it would be great to get out just now.
Lu Ling can get close to Chen Yu, and then look for an opportunity to control Chen Yu or let him swallow the blood pill he made.
Unexpectedly, things backfired, and Lu Ling put all the blame on He Yunxiang.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a strong body force erupted from the old monk's body. Golden light shone all over his body, shining in all directions, and a burst of golden Buddhist scriptures fluttered out. The whole person looked like a Buddha, with a solemn treasure.
Lu Ling can only use some of the abilities of this body. It is best not to expose the blood clan's methods, so as not to be seen by others.
boom!
The old monk Lu Ling turned into a golden Buddha, and slapped a thick and huge golden palm, as if it could dispel evil and suppress ghosts.
He Yunxiang was not weak, he hated the old monk Lu Ling's meddling even more, his palm was like a claw, and he tore it violently.
laugh--
Ten tyrannical purple light wind marks rapidly expanded and rushed out.
Although the old monk's skills are superior, Lu Ling is going all out at this moment, and has the power to leapfrog the challenge.
Under the confrontation between the two, they were evenly divided.
"This guy fought against Chen Yu before, and he hid his strength."
Lu Ling cursed secretly.
He Yun had indeed hidden some strength before, and when he was finally about to go all out to fight Chen Yu, the old monk suddenly jumped out and disrupted the situation.
He didn't have any grudges against Chen Yu, but now he hated the old monk even more, so he went all out to attack.
This shattered Lu Ling's dream of killing He Yunxiang. If he didn't expose the strength and cultivation of the Blood Skull Clan, he really couldn't do anything about He Yunxiang.
As for the other side, Chen Yu was much more relaxed when dealing with Senior Sister Lu and the two half-step empty sea realms, but he was in a mediocre mood.
In fact, Chen Yu is looking forward to a battle with He Yunxiang, a genius in the "Tianjiao List", and maybe he can replace Fang's ranking.
However, he was too embarrassed to refuse the compassionate help of the eminent monk.
Peng!
Chen Yu swung out with a punch, smashing the oncoming Huang Can Jianmang into pieces.
As for the attacks of the other two half-step Kukai, falling on Chen Yu's body, they all splashed a bunch of bright sparks and stars, occasionally leaving a shallow mark, which disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"How is it possible? Our attack can't hurt this person at all!"
The two half-step empty sea-level disciples were dumbfounded, as if they had been bombarded by a sledgehammer in their hearts, and received a huge blow.
Among the same level, they have never encountered such a situation.
Chen Yu basically ignored the attacks of the two of them. Even so, they couldn't hurt Chen Yu at all, which made them feel ashamed and ashamed.
boom!
Demonic energy rose around Chen Yu, expanding to a radius of hundreds of feet, and then he punched out, the huge black magic fist, carrying the coercion of the world and the demonic way, came with a bang.
"So strong!"
Senior Sister Lu's mind was impacted by the magic, and she was in a trance for a moment, then she immediately woke up and responded hastily.
The power of artistic conception communicates with heaven and earth, with a radius of hundreds of feet, golden light shining, everything seems to be coated with a layer of golden paint.
Senior Sister Lu raised the sword, golden light burst out from it, it was more than ten feet long, it was extremely sharp, and she swung it out suddenly.
call out!
A golden sword light dragged a layer of golden light and shadow across the sky, dividing everything in the void into two halves.
Rumble!
The golden sword light cut into Chen Yu's magic fist, but the power of the magic fist remained undiminished, and all of it was released, turning into a bursting magic cloud, which shattered the golden sword light.
The power of artistic conception around Senior Sister Lu was destroyed, more than half of it was destroyed.
She immediately retreated a certain distance, knowing in her heart that there was a gap between herself and Chen Yu, and she could not kill him.
At the same time, I was horrified, how could Chen Yu's strength be so terrifying? What a monster.
at this moment.
In the golden light world in front of him, a bloody light spot flickered and enlarged at an astonishing speed.
"not good!"
Sensing the instant crisis, Senior Sister Lu dodged immediately, and at the same time activated the protective shield of true energy on her body.
puff!
A huge beam of blood flame instantly pierced through the protective shield of true essence and bombarded Senior Sister Lu's abdomen.
Peng!
Since Senior Sister Lu was wearing high-grade inner armor, Yang Ming's sword finger didn't pierce through it, but sent her flying a dozen feet away.
Part of the power of the sword finger penetrated the inner armor and acted on Senior Sister Lu's body, causing her to be injured.
"Damn, what a strong blow!"
Senior Sister Lu still had lingering fears in her heart. If the blow hit other places just now, she might not have suffered an ordinary injury.
At this moment, she already has the intention to retreat.
Chen Yu took advantage of the victory to pursue and did not intend to let these Tianyuzong disciples go.
But at this moment.
Whoosh!
Another figure flew in the distance, it was a tall man, not young, with a small tuft of beard.
"Brother Fan."
Senior Sister Lu was overjoyed when she saw the visitor.
"Brother Fan, save us, Chen Yu wants to kill us."
The other two half-step disciples of the empty sea realm also cried out for help.
Chen Yu's complexion was slightly gloomy, and he secretly thought that it was not good.
When Yan Hanshan fled before, he sent a letter to the disciples of the nearby Tianyu Sect. Senior sister Lu came here first, and senior brother Fan came later.
Fortunately, Chen Yu beheaded Yan Hanshan first, otherwise it would be much more troublesome if he wanted to kill him later.
However, the current situation is not very good. This brother Fan's strength is not ordinary. He has reached the peak of the early stage of Konghai Realm, which is as good as the old monk.
"Chen Yu, you are so brave, you dare to attack me from the Tianyu Sect."
Senior Brother Fan let out a low snort, and a powerful sword intent burst out, rushing into the sky, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword, killing Chen Yu.
Faced with such a situation, Chen Yu remained calm in the face of danger.
It was decided to launch a round of swift lore against the three of Tian Yuzong before Senior Brother Fan came to help them.
His figure swayed, and the space around him shimmered, appearing distorted and overlapped, which is exactly the power of the artistic conception of space.
Chen Yu instantly played the first and second forms of "Xuankong Palm", targeting two half-step empty sea realms respectively.
Comprehending the artistic conception of space, Chen Yu is invincible at the same level. It is impossible to resist the mere half-step empty sea.
Therefore, Chen Yu didn't pay any more attention, took out the [Magic Dragon Sword], and threw it out with a full burst of physical strength.
boom!
[Magic Dragon Sword] pierced through the air, setting off black turbulent streams, like a ferocious black dragon, sending out a sharp and ear-piercing roar, killing Senior Sister Lu.
Under the boost of the power of space artistic conception, the speed of [Magic Flood Dragon Sword] is extremely fast.
Peng!
[Magic Dragon Sword] descended and left, Senior Sister Lu swung the sword horizontally, releasing a massive amount of real energy to resist Chen Yu's blow.
Chen Yu's powerful force, piercing down through the magic sword, caused Senior Sister Lu to retreat quickly.
Afterwards, the burst characteristic of [Magic Flood Dragon Sword] manifested, making a series of explosive noises, enveloping Senior Sister Lu.
Peng!
Then I saw Senior Sister Lu falling from the sky in a straight line, bombarding somewhere in Burning Yang Mountain.
But at the moment before, two disciples of Tianyuzong who were half-step empty sea realm were hit by the palm of space and fell to the bottom of Burning Yang Mountain. Their lives and deaths are unknown.
...
On the other side, the purple-clothed demon He Yunqian grinned when he saw another Tianyuzong disciple coming.
"Hahaha, here comes another helper!"
"Old bald donkey, go away or not?"
He Yun laughed and asked.
At this moment, there are five people on their side, three of them are empty sea-level, and two of them are half-step empty-sea level.
He didn't believe the old monk, and he insisted on not leaving.
Lu Ling was also very conflicted, and scolded Chen Yu more than a dozen times in his heart: "You bastard, you are enemies everywhere you go, why do you have so many enemies, this deity just wants to get close to you, and it turned out like this..."
However, the task is important, if the young ancestor cannot be rescued, the blood clan will not let him go!
"Don't go... The benefactor put down the butcher's knife and turned around!"
Lu Ling had no choice but to use his monk face to pretend to be determined.
"You... dead bald donkey, fuck your whole family!"
He Yun was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, his head was dazed, and he cursed loudly.
Is this old bald donkey out of his mind? In order to save a stranger, he put his own life on it.
As soon as he finished cursing, He Yunxiang noticed that there was a lot of movement on the other side.
Taking a closer look, Chen Yu instantly sent two half-step Kukai flying, and launched a killing blow to Senior Sister Lu.
Halfway up the mountain, Senior Sister Lu struggled to get up. There were many scars on her body, and a huge black sword was inlaid on her fragrant shoulder. Her blood soaked her robe and splashed all over the place.
thump!
As soon as she got up, her face turned red and white, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, and then lay down again.
He Yun shook his head, looked away, and found a corner of crystal clear red jade protruding from the deep pit where Senior Sister Lu was lying, reflecting a fiery red glow.