Chapter 396 Killing 5

At this time, the little snake's breath was depressed and covered in bruises. The tiny scales on its body were all falling off a lot, with blood stains. The agile eyes were filled with anxiety, and Shinko kept sucking and vomiting.

"You help me protect the Dharma, I will plant a soul mark!"

"yes"

Since he immediately dispersed and looked around with vigilance, the man in charge made several magic tricks in his hand. Xiaolei couldn't move at all. After imprisoning him, the man made a strange magic trick in his hand, and the soul power formed a special pattern and slowly approached the little snake.

At the same time, this monk sent a message to Xiao Lun;

"If you don't surrender, you'll die!"

Little lust was struggling, but the power was consumed too much when it escaped from Yang Chen's sleeves before, and it was injured. Because she was sleeping in Yang Chen's cuffs, the swallowing power came too suddenly, so she was injured and had no reply.

A few days ago, I sensed the breath left by Yang Chen and followed him all the way, but unexpectedly I was in a life-and-death crisis.

Squirt

A small roar came out of Xiaole's mouth, but it did not work.

"Hmph, resist stubbornly!"

Little lust was resisting the cultivator's soul seal invading his soul with all his strength, because once the soul seal is planted, it will be enslaved.

"Oh!"

The monk sneered and exerted force suddenly. The expression in Xiaolu's eyes changed drastically, and his aura instantly sluggished. He had reached the limit.

Puff

A sharp sword light suddenly flew over from a few hundred feet away and slashed at the monk.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds?"

He had to leave and stop, otherwise he would be hit by the sword light. In anger, he had to give up the little lust, jump up, and avoid the attack.

The imprisonment force he acted on Xiao Qing disappeared, and the weak Xiao Qing emitted a fluctuation of joy.

brush

A figure appeared in front of Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing looked at Yang Chen, as if tears flashed in her eyes.

Yang Chen hurriedly squatted down and put Xiao Qing in his palm. Xiao Qing seemed to be very happy to arch Yang Chen's palm and fainted.

Yang Chen looked at the hurt of Xiao Lun, lowered his head and said in a deep voice;

"No matter who hurts you, you will die!"

He stood up slowly, his murderous intent was already boiling.

"Who dares to take my spirit beast? No one can save you!"

When they saw Xiao Qing trying hard to get close to Yang Chen, they already understood, but they were unwilling to give up such a spirit beast that was always within their reach. Although Yang Chen's aura was a little chilled, the seven or eight foundation-building monks were not vegetarians, so Yang Chen was determined to be relaxed.

Yang Chen ignored them, but instead gathered his spiritual energy in his palms and spread it into the lewd body to heal its wounds and temporarily stabilize the injury.

"Kill him!"

Seeing Yang Chen ignoring them like this, the man in the lead was so angry that he directly asked someone to take action, so he gave an order.

"Hehe, boy, I'm just blaming my life!"

A monk walked towards Yang Chen with a grim smile. He was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. He was so confident that he only relied on the large number of people and was just a habit of bullying the weak by relying on his strength.

Bang

He slapped Yang Chen with a palm, and the momentum was indeed quite shocking, but Yang Chen, who faced him, always lowered his head. He seemed to see the scene where Yang Chen was slapped in the head with his palm.

"Go to die!"

However, the next moment, he was stunned because Yang Chen slapped him with a palm, and he was not prepared, and even his spiritual energy was not in time to operate.

Seeing this scene, the monk smiled loudly. He believed that Yang Chen's arm would definitely be smashed by him.

"Bang..."

But the bloody scene did not appear, and the two palms were just stuck together.

"Hmm? There are two tricks!"

In fact, his heart had been beating violently. Yang Chen's palm was like an iron block, which made his arms ached faintly, but he did not express it.

"Hmph, if you dare, let me do it!"

Another man saw that Yang Chen was not injured and muttered nothing, and the monk's face remained unchanged;

"Don't worry, I just want to see how much he is..."

He wanted to see how strong Yang Chen was, but just as he was about to pull back his palm, Yang Chen's palm buckled into an iron claw, and he grabbed the monk with one hand.

The monk's hand instantly caused a severe pain, which made him scream;

"Ah...bastard..."

But before he finished speaking, Yang Chen suddenly pulled his arm and pulled it hard. He felt a huge force coming, and the joints on his shoulders had fallen off. At the same time, this force made him fall towards Yang Chen of the two.

"Bang..."

"Wooah..."

Yang Chen kicked his chest with a click, his chest sunken and his heart shattered. The intense pain made him cry again.

"Bang..."

When he and the others were not aware of it, Yang Chen's knee suddenly kicked and hit his falling head. With a bang, it almost shattered. The powerful force shattered his soul and died.

Silence, the quietness of the scene came out. From Yang Chen's appearance to the present, it was only a dozen breaths. A foundation-building monk would die. He was killed in this way. They were frightened and stared at the scene blankly for a moment, not understanding what was going on. Cold sweat had slowly flowed down their faces.

"You...you dare to kill my young master's people, come on me and kill him!"

Everyone woke up and showed off their weapons and rushed towards Yang Chen.
Chapter completed!