Chapter 94 Blood stained Qingling Mountain 3

The two monks started to stand without any nonsense for Yang Chen's things. The monk looked at the flying arrow and sneered.

snort!

As soon as he exerted his force, he jumped to the side. While dodging the sharp arrow, he threw two black balls at the monk holding the arrow. Huh, the two went straight to the monk holding the arrow in the upper and lower lanes.

"This trick is not working anymore. I've seen it clearly just now."

Two arrows were fired at once, and he was about to shoot the two black balls.

"Is that right? It seems that you haven't seen it clearly."

After understanding his intention, the monk who made the black ball sneer, because he didn't believe that his opponent could shoot his black ball. The moment the sharp arrow hit, the black ball suddenly changed direction and flashed with a light of inspiration towards the monk holding the arrow.

The monk holding the arrow realized that he had been locked and could not dodge, but there were still defense methods.

"I'm already prepared for this. But? Hehe..."

The monk who made the black ball was very proud, but at this moment, the two sharp arrows shot by the monk holding the arrow suddenly exploded like his black ball when he approached him.

Boom!

A big pit appeared and smoke filled with dust.

"Damn it! I want you to die!"

The monk holding the arrow jumped and came to the big pit. The bow in his hand had been opened, and an arrow was already on the string, ready to be fired.

"Do you think I have that little skill? Look at your feet."

The monk holding the arrow disagreed, but he looked down at his feet, but this glance shocked his mind.

I saw that his feet were surrounded by several black balls at some point, but I knew that he was hit. He could not fully defend so many powerful black balls and would definitely be injured. So as soon as he got angry, the arrow in his hand shot out.

Boom!

Fires surged into the sky, and two screams rang out at the same time.

Smack sex!

A few sparse applause also came from behind a big tree at this time.

"Excellent, but this thing is better for me to keep. Thank you two."

Two foundation-building monks lying on the ground watched the monk who used poison appear, and instantly realized that they had become mantis, and the poisonous fangs were made into oriole.

"Wait, my friend, you take away the things, but we have no grudges and no grudges..."

"Yes, yes, yes, this friend, we don't want the monk's things..."

"Hehehehe! It's better not to let others know about some things, and don't you think you are a little helpless in the battle just now? Hahaha..."

"What? How do you know? Ah? Poison?"

"I'm pretty smart, it's okay to tell you. I've already poisoned me when you haven't fought?"

"you……"

"Don't worry, I'll send you on the way, hehe..."

Bang!

Before Poison Fang could finish his words, the laughter came to an abrupt end. A fist silently hit the back of his head without reservation. Poison Fang's eyes turned black and he fell into a coma.

"Damn it, kill someone, it's silly."

The monk holding the arrow and the monk lying on the ground who lie on the ground looked at Yang Chen who suddenly appeared, his pupils shrank and he said tremblingly;

"you?"

"you?"

"Hehehehe, go to the underworld to ask?"

Blood light soared into the sky, and the two heads flew out and fell aside. The eyes were very big, and they died with their eyes open. The eyes were full of reluctance, confusion, and doubts.

The person who came was naturally Yang Chen. He took the opportunity to hide his body in the fire just now because he noticed that there were three spiritual consciousnesses around him that always locked him indifferently. It would be better to wait for them to come out and come out again by themselves, so as not to have trouble.

"I have gained a lot. I like this poisonous boy. I have good qualifications, but I have a little bit of experience."

After saying that, he resisted the poisonous fangs and disappeared on his shoulders.

"There is a fluctuation of spiritual energy over there, so the boy should have escaped to chase him?"

After saying that, they chased Yang Chen with peace of mind. Of course, they didn't know which traces were left by Yang Chen on purpose. Only in this way would they not lose. Yang Chen wanted to use this opportunity to awaken the fighting instincts of his previous life as much as possible and to regain the feelings of his previous life as much as possible.

In the sword light and sword shadow, the desire to pursue the great way may be stronger, and the perception of certain things will be more acute, so that they can grow up quickly.

The night is quiet, the sky is dark, and there is no bright moon tonight.

A bonfire was squeaking in a quiet valley, and Yang Chen was lying beside him, crossing his legs, and quietly looking at the sky with a small grass in his mouth.

"kindness!"

A small ** came, but Yang Chen ignored it.

"Damn. Where is this?"

"Damn, my head hurts so much, why is there a big bag on the back of my head? Oh, it hurts so much."

"Don't be so quarrel, you are a foundation-building monk at least, don't be so embarrassing."

Yang Chen's cold voice rang in the ears of Poison Fang.

"who?"

The poisonous fangs rose up and looked at Yang Chen lying on the ground alertly, asking with a look of caution.

"Who are you?"

Yang Chen ignored him, but sat up slowly and reached out to get the animal meat on the fire rack.

"Oh, it's so hot, huh? It tastes good, gah."

"Who are you? I'll do it if I don't say it."

"Idiot, haven't you seen me eating?"

"Are you looking for death?"

After saying that, Poison Fang directly shot Yang Chen with a poisonous smoke...
Chapter completed!