Chapter 92 Blood stained Qingling Mountain 1

In fact, Yang Chen had not consumed much energy to kill the foundation-building monk who came to Qingyang Sect and fight with Feng Yi before, because when he woke up, he had already received some information from the Golden Rat. He was indeed very pronounced unintentionally. He understood the world more thoroughly than others, and knew that the next thing was the real battle, so he used a strategy to murder two people and seriously injured Feng Yi. In this way, his danger was much lower.

Now he has no scruples anymore, so he breaks into the crowd without hesitation.

For a moment, the sound of weapons colliding was endless, and screams were constantly, but the battle did not weaken. On the contrary, perhaps because of the stimulation, the monks in front fell down, but the monks behind continued to surge up and surrounded Yang Chen.

Yang Chen held a sharp sword and wandered on the platform. Drawing the sword would be fatal. Yang Chen was not ruthless to those Qi training cultivators. He also acted viciously and left no room for room because he knew that being kind to these people at this time was cruel to him, and Yang Chen did not want to let himself suffer losses, so as long as his opponents tapped the sword, he would treat him unanimously, without exception or special.

Among the people who fought against Yang Chen, there were several foundation-building monks, so Yang Chen was extremely careful, but as of now, the monks from the major forces have not been involved. Yang Chen knew that they must be waiting for the opportunity.

"Suffer to die!"

A cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training thought he had seized the flaw and swept from behind to the back of Yang Chen's head. Yang Chen's spiritual sense captured the attack behind him, but did not look back, but Xin Shou waved a sword light.

puff!

A head flew up.

"Check me a shot."

A long spear grabbed the gap and stabbed straight towards Yang Chen's heart.

brush!

Yang Chen turned sideways, and the spear brushed against his chest. At the moment of his snatch, he grabbed the spear and pulled it with the momentum. The monk broke the balance by Yang Chen's huge power caught by Yang Chen and fell slanted towards Yang Chen. Yang Chen stabbed him directly from his back with a sword, and the body was trampled under his feet.

call out!

A flying knife silently approached Yang Chen's trembling hole. The flying knife was weak and the cicada was extremely sharp and shining with cold light. Yang Chen knew at a glance that the flying knife had been stained with a lot of blood.

bite!

With a crisp sound, the flying knife was bounced away by Yang Chen's long sword.

However, at this moment, several attacks around him came at once. Each one pointed directly at the key point, including sword light, blade, bow and arrow, palm print, and fist shadow...

"Hahaha...this is interesting."

call!

There was only a afterimage left where Yang Chen was, and the sword light flashed...

ah……

ah……

ah……

After a few screams, several people fell down. Before Yang Chen could recover from this round of attacks, a laugh sounded behind him.

"Did you die in endless pain?"

When Yang Chen heard this voice, he sensed the momentum of this monk. He was a foundation-building monk, and Yang Chen felt a cold and cold breath on him. The skills he practiced must be more sharp than those of ordinary monks.

"Scattering spirit!"

Before the sound fell, a mist had already flew out from his fingertips and shot straight into Yang Chen's face.

snort!

Yang Chen snorted coldly, jumped up and rushed towards the monk. Yang Chen saw the mist falling on a monk who could not dodge, and the monk screamed in shock;

"What's going on with my spiritual power? Ah..."

He was sent to the West by someone. Yang Chen knew that this was poison. After being poisoned, he should not use spiritual energy.

Yang Chen could not solve the foundation-building monk close to him because the monk did not fight with Yang Chen head-on, but would only attack when Yang Chen showed his flaws.

There are too many people who want to kill Yang Chen. He cannot concentrate on a single enemy, so he can only be careful everywhere.

The corpses fell one by one, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The attacks of the poison cultivator have always been very strange, so Yang Chen must solve this problem as soon as possible, but he also has to deal with the enemies he killed.

"kill!"

"kill!"

If one group is killed, the second group will take the initiative to surround him. This will definitely not work. He is ready to change his way of fighting.

Oh!

Yang Chen split a monk with a sword, jumped up, and swung out a huge sword light. The sword light was extremely fierce and directly split a long passage, because wherever you passed the sword light, a long ditch nearly a hundred feet deep was cracked on the earth. Of course, the monk who had no time to hide could only become the dead soul under his sword.

"He wants to run away!"

"Others ran away."

Yang Chen took advantage of this gap to prepare to withdraw. If he continued to fight here, there would definitely be danger. Only by constantly changing the combat field can he better utilize his own advantages.

Yang Chen jumped off the platform, and a foundation-building monk stood in front.

"If you want to leave? It's not that easy, just take the axe from the old man."

This monk was obviously a power-type monk. His muscles seemed to be full of explosive power. He was holding a sharp handful of limelight in his hand. Yang Chen initially estimated that the axe would probably weigh several hundred kilograms.

kill!

The monk let out a long roar, and an axe light roared.

Yang Chen did not choose to dodge, but bowed and waved an attack to face the big man's attack. This time, Yang Chen secretly used some of the mid-stage foundation-building cultivation. He wanted to kill this cultivator as quickly as possible.

"Hmph! Naive!"

boom!

The big man's attack shattered because the attack was forced, and the recoil force Yang Chen gave him was too strong, and the internal breathing was disordered for a while.

"Ruoshui Sword!"

A figure flashed, and Yang Chen had already come to his bargain. The dense sword shadows like waves fell on him before he could react.

"ah………………"

This scream made all the monks quiet for a moment, because this was the first foundation-building monk to fall since the siege. The limited monk was shocked by Yang Chen's ferocity.

"Don't be afraid of him, he no longer has much combat power, kill!"

So, the sword and sword shadow suddenly surrounded him again.
Chapter completed!