Chapter 129 The name of killing
"Senior brother, it's too difficult for me~"
As soon as he saw Li Chen, Li Sao's face was full of bitterness and complained about his experience.
At that time, Diancang's disciple Hongtu rode a wild boar to carry on, but he didn't expect that the wild boar would suddenly go crazy and jump out.
On the contrary, Li Sao was lucky. He broke free from the other party's constraints, but several large acupoints on his body were sealed by the qi, so that his blood was blocked.
This also indirectly weakened his qi and blood fluctuations.
Li Chen happened to find out that the fluctuations in his body were abnormal, so he searched all the way.
"Bit Sun, this stupid pig, can anyone ride it with a little butt!"
"I finally found a spiritual bamboo shoot, but it ate it a big bite."
"If you don't want such a stupid pig, I will roast it even if I get it back."
Li Sao cursed all the way, but Li Chen fell into deep thought.
The Shushan Sect, the Angry Gang, the Diancang Sect, and the Ghost Sect I encountered before, the geniuses of the four sects are not the parallels in the Secret Realm of Blood Sea.
In the Secret Realm of Blood Sea, due to the infiltration of the blood evil energy, the qi is unbearable.
Li Chen can easily break their qi by using the red lotus karma fire.
And now, each of these geniuses has its own strengths and is difficult to deal with.
As the saying goes, every man is guilty of having a treasure. If the spiritual bamboo shoots on Li Chen are discovered, they may bring disaster. The most important thing now is to hurry to his daughter's village.
According to the provisions of the Bamboo Snatching Conference, spiritual bamboo shoots are equivalent to betrothal gifts. As long as they arrive at the Bamboo Village, they will be named as guests of honor.
At that time, they will naturally be protected by the daughter's village.
According to the map in hand, the entrance to Nuer Village is located in Fengbai Mountain, opposite Wangxia.
The two made up their minds and chose a place where no one was, and walked towards the direction of looking at the gorge.
...
Bangbangbang~
Fist to the flesh.
Shushan disciple Zhaoyang was panting, with a layer of sweat on his forehead: "I dare to hit me! I will make you shit."
Hongtu, a disciple of Diancang, was lying on the ground, his body was blue and purple, his cheeks were swollen like steamed buns, and his lips were trembling and moaning, "I... don't."
When Zhaoyang heard this, his anger was already three times gone, and he 'live' and rushed straight into his forehead: "NND, I haven't seen such a stubborn person for so long after he debuted."
‘Bangbang~’
Three more punches.
"You are not only rude, but also TMD is dishonest!"
Bangbangbang~
Fist to the flesh.
The Hongtu is no longer human.
In the bamboo forest a hundred meters away, several figures were lurking.
Five of Canglang Seven Sons have arrived, but they still have no intention of taking action.
"Who was the one who got beaten up?"
Wu Zhang, who had just been found, asked if he didn't understand the situation.
Ding Yong whispered: "Dou Canghong Road."
"Senior Brother Hongtu?"
The Diancang Sect and the Nujiao Gang themselves are very close, and they are usually called senior brothers and younger brothers among their peers.
Wu Zhang looked at Hongtu, who was beyond recognition, and his face was full of disbelief: "This... we just look at it like this, isn't it too authentic?"
Ding Yong is the leader of the seven sons of Canglang and the senior brother of everyone. He sighed: "Cough cough, the seven sons of Canglang are exploring the world because they rely on the number of people and great power."
"I don't know what's going on, I feel unsure. Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."
Bai Jun listened on the side, his mouth trembling slightly: Wait a little longer, no one can do anything.
...
Opposite Wangxia, located at the mountain yin of Fengbai Mountain.
On both sides are towering hills, and a passage in the middle is like a giant axe digging.
One man is at the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.
It is the only entrance to the daughter's village.
At this time, many men who participated in the bamboo shoot grabbing conference wandered here, most of them had bad intentions.
Spiritual bamboo shoots are equivalent to the betrothal gift for marrying a daughter in the village.
However, the spiritual bamboo shoots on Fengbai Mountain have already produced spirituality, and are mostly magical, especially good at hiding, so it is difficult to capture.
As the name suggests, the key to the bamboo shoot grabbing conference is the word "take".
Therefore, some people have a bad idea. Instead of looking for bamboo shoots all over the mountains with bitter taste, it is better to wait for the rabbit.
Anyway, there is only one road leading to Nuer Village. As long as you stay at the entrance of the opposite gorge, you can wait for Lingzhang to come to your door.
Li Chen was also wary of himself, so he opened the spiritual bamboo shoots separately before coming here.
Plant one in the wine fragrance world, and take one for each of Li Sao, and put the remaining two on Piao Ling.
Soon two black-clothed disciples stood in front of them.
Li Chen looked up and down, and finally his eyes were fixed behind the two of them, in the shade covered by a huge rock.
A thin man in black was holding a dog-tail grass in his mouth, closing his eyes to rest.
Li Chen was unmoved, holding the beads with one hand and erecting the other hand in front of his chest. The more he was, the more he could not panic.
The temple of Shasheng is the first politeness.
"Amitabha, the little monk Li Chen, haven't asked for advice yet?"
"Monna, you're quite polite."
Li Chen felt very pleased that my external image of Shasheng Temple must be maintained.
He didn't take the other people seriously except those geniuses in this bamboo shoot grabbing conference.
The disciple in front of him gave a thumbs up: "The little bald donkey also makes you feel more knowledgeable. This is our Black Wind Fort Ma Liangcai, so why don't you give your salute quickly."
Heifeng Castle was originally a bandit village in the southern desert. Later, it was not known where to get a legacy and transformed into a sect.
After decades of development, it has become somewhat famous in the western part of southern Xinjiang.
Li Chen clasped his hands together and said, "So it was the donor of horses, why did he block the way?"
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings burst into laughter.
Ma Liangcai opened his eyes when he heard this, and waved his hand and the laughter around him gradually stopped.
He spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth and sneered: "It seems that worshiping Buddha all day long is useless, and he has not opened up any insight at all."
"Give him a guide~"
After saying that, he gave the two people in front of him a wink.
"Good~"
The two black-clothed disciples pulled out the lancet knife and slashed straight towards Li Chen.
Li Chen did not move at all. When the blade was about to reach, the repulsive force was emitted, and the two swords were fixed in the air and could no longer be cut.
The two of them looked panicked and were not waiting for any reaction.
Li Chen used his palm as a knife and cut through the necks of the two.
Scream~ Scream~
If the knife is fast enough, the blood will be like the sound of the wind when it spurts out of the wound.
Li Chen nodded, it was indeed the case.
[The disciple of Black Wind Fort was locked in the Uninterrupted Dungeon and endured the torture of the Uninterrupted Hellfire. I hope he can honestly explain everything he knows and successfully transform it as soon as possible.]
The lively laughter was gone, and the surrounding air became solidified.
The pure knife has no tricks, no drag, and is clean and neat.
The two disciples fell down.
Ma Liangcai stood up, pressed the sword on his waist, looked at him with his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
Li Chen laughed: "Little monk, Li Chen, the temple of Killing Sheng."
Suck ~
Once the three words "Shasheng Temple" come out, the air is like completely frozen.
Once upon a time, these three words were secretive in the entire world of cultivation.
Over the years, no one has mentioned it, but no one dares to forget it.
"Shasho Temple? Still there?"
Ma Liangcai narrowed his eyes and his long sword was unsheathed.
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