Chapter 356 Awakening Demon 17

Originally, he had succeeded, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin had appeared, so he was naturally angry and punched the monk who was coming quickly.

boom

The huge impact caused a strong fluctuation, and Yue Wuying also reacted at this time, and the spiritual energy was circulating to disperse the remaining demonic energy in her body.

"This guy has some fate with me, and he can't die!"

"Well?"

The monks who appeared in the explosion of smoke and dust made them feel a little unacceptable. They didn't expect that this person was the unkempt monk with a slutty face. He looked careless, but the strength he showed just now was very strong.

"I don't know this person, who is it?"

Yue Wuying was also very confused. I don’t know what fate this person meant. The fate that Yang Chen mentioned was that his uncle is now Yang Chen’s subordinate, so it’s that simple.

"Little monk, you have repeatedly ruined my good deeds. If you don't kill you this time..."

call out

When Yang Chen heard the other party call him a monk again, his face turned dark. Before he finished speaking, he flew over with a sword.

The sword came too suddenly and did not conform to the plot design. Before the dialogue was finished, the young monk took action with anger. It was too nonsense. What was even more sad was that because he had not expected Yang Chen to take action suddenly, he responded hastily, causing his sleeves to be defeated by a sword, and a few drops of blood were flowing down.

"Ah...I want you to die!"

At this moment, he felt embarrassed and felt insulted. However, at this moment, Yang Chen shouted with an unhappy look:

"Damn it, what's the name of a ghost? I've said that I'm not a monk!"

"Okay, very good. I want you to survive and die."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's show it if you have any means, grandpa will continue!"

Yang Daxian looked very awesome, as if he was determined to take Wu Lang, but Wu Lang didn't want to waste time at this time because he had been delayed in this place for too long.

bite

With a crisp chill sound, the sharpening of the Taoist tool appeared directly in his hand. He wanted to solve the battle with one blow, and then left with the sun bow.

"etc!"

When Yang Chen saw this guy coming up, he showed his Taoist weapon. Damn, I don’t have a weapon to fight against. How can the broken copper and iron in my hand fight against the Taoist weapon? So when his legs became weak, he immediately smiled and said to Wu Lang;

"I am merciful. Monks always speak and do not act, so as not to hurt the harmony. I think it is better for everyone to give up prejudices, sit down and drink tea, chat, talk about ideals, and discuss life. Isn't that a good thing? Just put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, the Demon Lord, and convert to my Buddha, and you will be eternal life!"

"Well?"

The attitude changed too quickly. Seeing Yang Chen's flattering appearance, everyone was petrified, Wu Lang was also a little stunned. Logically, the other party should be afraid at this time, but Yang Chen asked him to convert to Buddhism? It was a bit nonsense. However, Yang Daxian's deception seemed to have no effect.

"You are the first monk who dares to spend time like this. I will destroy your disguise technique in a while, look at your true face and find out your background..."

"You are paralyzed and don't know how to lift up!"

Yang Daxian was angry, on the one hand because this guy saw his disguise skills, and on the other hand, this guy wanted to threaten the people behind him, which made him unable to calm down his anger.

He took action again, and without any preparation, he thrust his sword without warning, and he thrust his sword without any mercy. He flashed in a hurry without any warning, and a few strands of the same hair were cut off, and blood marks appeared on his face.

"Ahhhhhh...bastard!"

The huge magic sword slashed the air in his roar, trying to cut Yang Chen twice. He hated Yang Chen to the core and absolutely did not want Yang Chen to live again, so he took all his strength. After all, Yang Chen had insulted him twice in a short period of time in a short period of time. How could he not be angry and how could he be cruel?

Yang Chen's face darkened. The attack was very powerful. He had to do his best and responded seriously. Moreover, the opponent had a Taoist weapon in his hand, and he might be hit if he was not careful.

"Oh!"

He let out a low roar, and the sword-control technique was used instead of using it. This sword-control technique was just a method in Xiaoyao's sword technique and was more suitable for him, but due to his cultivation and weapons, his power is not too great at present.

The sword roared and collided with the magic sword, but the light of Yang Chen's sword and the momentum of Wu Lang's magic sword must be a little weaker. Yang Chen had no hope that this sword could block his attack, and the sword would probably be destroyed. In order to avoid the destruction of the sword and backfire, Yang Chen decisively cut off the connection with the sword, and at the same time, several silver needles flew out from the cuff.

boom

The long sword collided with the demon path and made a deafening sound. Yang Chen's long sword was indeed weaker, so when it exploded, the black demonic energy spread like a blooming mushroom and pushed towards Yang Chen with a huge mouth.

Yang Chen's pupils shrank, his palms lie down into a fist, and punched him up, breaking Wu Lang's sword light.

"go!"

Yang Chen made seals with his hands, and the scattered silver needles flew into a huge surrounding fist, flashing with a faint light, approaching Wu Lang at a rapid speed.

"Sword Control? Are you really not a monk?"

"What? Sword-controlling technique?"

Wu Lang's voice surprised the monks around him. In this world of cultivation, it was a symbol of identity. Only one force possessed such a technique. Who is this person? They began to be a little confused about Yang Chen's identity. Of course, some people also had different reactions. For example, when his beast saw the silver needle, his eyes lit up and then dimmed.

"Is it you? Boss!"

He was asking in his heart, but he didn't speak, his fists clenched tightly.
Chapter completed!