Chapter 383 of The Spirit Appearing True Monarch It turns out to be you
"Chen Yuan..."
The masked man's feet sank into the ground, his body trembling imperceptibly. He looked at the figure over there like a red sun hanging over his head, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
He practices the same method, and his body has been fed with flesh, flesh, and mana for the past twenty years. The masked man lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand. However, compared to the majestic appearance of the other party, the fist-sized red catkins were twisted with countless threads, making it extremely ugly. .
The surroundings fell into dead silence. Most of the monks did not even dare to breathe at this time. They were restrained by the sect master of Juling Mansion, but the sect leader of Juling Mansion was like a panicked dog in front of the true king. In terms of courage, he lost a lot. The two sides seemed to have the same method. Comparing it, the Zhenjun's was like the sun in the sky.
I didn't expect that among my group of people, the True Lord would always be there. He had talked a lot about visiting the temple before, but I didn't know what he would do to them in the end.
Han Youniang gritted her teeth, grasped the hilt of the sword and stood up slowly. She looked at Chen Yuan who had his back to her from a distance, with a look of hatred in her eyes. The arm she slowly raised was suddenly grabbed by a hand stretched out from the side.
The woman turned around, and Feihe, who had white hair and beard, smiled at her and shook his head.
"Don't follow in the footsteps of your senior sister. If you go to Canglan Sword Sect again, you will have no successors."
Feihe had heard many things about the Canglan Sword Sect from Chen Yuan. He felt pity for the woman named Zhu Jingshu, pity her plight, pity her intelligence, but not pity her recklessness and cowardice.
"Your senior sister's father died in a manslaughter at Canglan Sword Gate. Her hatred has been buried, but she was too cowardly to dare to face her enemy. Instead, she dragged innocent people into this vortex, which eventually led to her being killed. Her death It is expected that she will bring the blame upon herself, and perhaps she also knew that such a day would come."
Han Youniang was pulled tightly, tears already filled her eyes, and when she looked at the back over there, her vision became blurry.
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In the flower garden of the valley, the masked man looked at Chen Yuan who was gradually approaching. His face finally regained some of his calmness. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a little voice: "I don't believe that I can't beat you... I don't believe that the same method can make such a big difference."
Chen Yuan glanced at him and looked at the temple standing on the mountainside.
"The same method also depends on who practices it."
The next moment, he withdrew his gaze, and the moment it fell on the masked man, the red sun suspended above his head seemed to emit an excited scream, and the entire field of vision quickly turned bright red.
Countless silk threads spread out in all directions like a tidal wave, like a rushing blood wave. The face of the masked man changed, and he opened his palms, and the red ball in his palm was pressed in front of him, pushing out a ripple, like a leaf swimming upstream. The small boat was swaying in the blood waves, as if it would be swallowed by the big waves at the next moment.
"Ahhhh——"
He screamed hysterically in the center of the blood wave, his arms went numb, his body couldn't stop shaking, and he could feel the mana leaking out bit by bit through his pores.
"I do not believe!
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The masked man moved forward fiercely against the blood wave, walking backwards in the blood wave little by little. A few feet away, he suddenly pressed against the blood wave with one hand and violently slapped the ground with the other.
The eight flags appeared in the air again, surrounding Chen Yuan. The moment the Dharma light was turned on, eight beams of light shot through.
The blood wave disappeared at this moment, which made everyone a little shocked. It was unimaginable that Chen Yuan, who had the advantage just now, was defeated like this?
However, as soon as the thoughts came into their minds, the air suddenly became oppressive.
"That's all?"
It was Chen Yuan's voice that echoed in all directions. In an instant, silhouettes of figures appeared around the masked man, nine in total. The robes were exactly the same as Chen Yuan's, but the face had either one eye or multiple eyes, and the appearance was extremely weird.
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The nine figures raised their fingers on their chests, showing the compass of the heavenly stems and earthly branches. This was the divine light of the Heavenly Master's Mansion that subdued demons. The nine figures all raised their fingers to each other, and in an instant, the Dharma light shot out in a columnar shape.
The masked man seemed to know the power of this spell, as well as the nine strange figures of Chen Yuan who cast it, so he made a prompt decision and escaped directly, going underground to stagger the intertwined light network above.
snort!
Chen Yuan's magic technique started again, and nine figures made the same move, carrying magic power and pressing it to the ground violently. The cracks rumbled and spread, and the gaps were filled with red magic light.
Peng!
On the ground in the distance, dirt and fine rocks exploded. The moment the masked man rushed out of the ground, he landed and kicked off his feet. A large pit exploded in the ground, countless gravels flew away, and his figure disappeared directly on the spot.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with more sounds.
Chen Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly.
A black shadow instantly drew closer, stepped on the ground, raised its palm, and roared down at Chen Yuan, hitting his head and making a terrifying bombardment sound.
Chen Yuan, with her neck crooked, suddenly turned into a streak of smoke in his sight, turned into a branch and fell to the ground.
'Fake……"
The masked man's face darkened, and he suddenly raised his hand and struck back in a certain direction. He fought with a multi-eyed 'Chen Yuan' several times and kicked it away. At the same time, eight other figures swooped in and continued to attack him crazily.
, spells, fists and feet almost pressing down on the masked man as he fights.
Although the strength and cultivation level were only a fraction of those separated by Chen Yuan, the eight figures attacked in unison and coordinated with each other, making it really difficult for the masked man to resist.
Amidst the rumbling spells and the loud noise of muscles and bones clashing, the rocks on the ground beneath his feet were violently rippled, leaving only mud, and a nearby big tree was rapidly shattering.
With a staggered slap and a kick, the leader of the Juling Mansion suddenly jumped out of the battle group with an "Ah--" and approached quickly with a familiar aura. He was a subordinate holding a golden sword.
"Sect Master, let me help you!"
A sword flew across the sky, and the nine shadows in front turned into one. The strange faces overlapped, revealing Chen Yuan's true body. He spread out his wide sleeves with a careless stroke, pushed out with a palm, and the five thunder talisman was quickly formed in the palm of his hand.
——Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Dharma!
The sound seemed to be annihilated, but at the next moment, Jin Jian's figure was filled with blue-white lightning, and was knocked back with a bang. The golden sword fell to the ground, and his whole body was charred. His magical weapon landed not far away with a bang, faintly
melt.
"it's your turn."
Chen Yuan retracted his hand with an indifferent expression. When he looked at the embarrassed masked man over there, the latter almost collapsed and stepped back step by step. He thought that in the past twenty years, he could catch up with the person he respected most in the past. However,
, standing opposite the opponent, every move and every move seemed to be eaten to death.
"ah!"
At the end of his timidity, he made a crazy move. The masked man suddenly raised his hands and clasped his hands above his head. The moment he jumped up, his figure turned into a thin piece and flew towards Chen Yuan like a blade.
when!
It was the sound of gold and iron clashing together. The human-shaped blade was nailed to Chen Yuan's chest, making it difficult to penetrate even half an inch. It was the indestructible body of the vajra taught to him by the Great Sage.
Buzz buzz...
The human-shaped blade was desperately cutting around Chen Yuan, causing sparks to flicker. Finally, Chen Yuan slapped him firmly on the chest, sending his whole body flying away.
Smashed into the soil, rolled and popped up, picking up a piece of grass clippings and flower petals.
The leader of the Juling Mansion was lying in a mess, his chest heaving violently, and blood flowing out of his mouth, nose, and ears.
The mask on his face cracked with a 'click' sound, and fell off in two halves, revealing his true face.
"Yu Feihong..."
The moment Chen Yuan saw the face, Mo Ran's expression was also stunned for a moment.