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Chapter 850 One Person One Sword

"I'll kill again!"

Ye Chang agreed with Long Chen's statement that it is unrealistic to think of killing 50,000 people with a thousand people.

Moreover, this style of play will be very tragic, and you will suffer great losses.

"We must show off our momentum and make the enemy frightened!"

Long Chen ordered, and Ye Chang took the order and escorted the monk forward to kill him.

Ye Chang led his troops to fight in front. The monk held Hong Hui's head and shouted: "The abbot is dead!"

Seeing the head in the monk's arms, the monk panicked.

Ye Chang suddenly had an idea and shouted: "Long Chengen has arrived, Hong Hui has been killed!"

Compared with Hong Hui being killed, Long Chen's arrival is the biggest nightmare for the monks of Zhenguo Temple.

"Shout with me!"

Ye Chang shouted loudly, and the Long family army shouted together.

"Long Chengen has arrived and Hong Hui has been killed!"

The Long family troops fought and shouted at the same time.

When the monks heard Long Chen's name and saw Hong Hui's head, they all fled in fear.

After killing Hong Hui, Long Chen didn't stop, turned around and prepared to rush out of the mountain gate to kill.

But he saw a plump woman at the door of the room looking at Long Chen and the headless corpse on the ground in horror.

Long Chen glanced at it and ignored the woman.

Carrying the black sword, Long Chen went south and killed all the monks and soldiers he met on the way. Blood spattered everywhere and the armor of the green dragon was stained with blood.

In the fortress outside Zhenguo Temple, monks and soldiers were still sleeping.

Suddenly I heard the sound of fighting on the top of the mountain, rushed out from the fortress, and saw the fire shooting into the sky, and the night sky was burned red.

Screams came from the mountain. The monk soldiers, dressed in messy clothes and barefoot, rushed down the mountain, shouting as they ran: "Long Chengen, Long Chengen is here to kill, the abbot has been killed!"

The monk rushed down in panic, and the monks and soldiers who came out of the fortress felt confused.

The guards at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside were in good condition, so why did Long Chen appear at the top of the mountain?

Is it possible that it flew up?

A monk soldier general grabbed a fleeing monk and asked, "What's going on? Why did Long Cheng'en appear in the temple?"

The monk recognized this person as Fu Hui, the head of the Wu Monk Academy.

Fuhui is responsible for teaching martial arts to the monks at Zhenguo Temple, and his cultivation is at the peak of a king.

In the temple, apart from virtue and goodness, the cultivation of blessing and wisdom is the highest.

Fuhui was tall and burly, and he lifted the monk in the air with one hand.

The monk waved his hands wildly, stamped his feet in the air, and said in horror: "I don't know, the abbot was killed. Long Chengen suddenly appeared. We were killed a lot."

A square-faced monk with a medium build and a particularly stocky figure rushed over with two axes and shouted: "Head of the courtyard, what's going on!"

This person is Ming Chan, the deputy head of the Wu Monk Academy.

Fuhui, the head of the courtyard, threw the escaped monks on the ground and asked, "How many are there?"

The monk didn't know, so he replied randomly: "There are many, probably tens of thousands of people."

Vice-president Shouming Chan said in surprise: "Tens of thousands of people? How did they get up there?"

The other monks were equally surprised. There was only one way up the mountain, and they held on to it. Why could Long Chen still go up?

The fire was still burning, and the monks rushed out of the temple like a wasp that had stung a hornet's nest and ran down the mountain.

It was dark at night, and the monks were unsteady on their feet. They rolled down like carrots one by one, and the mountain was in chaos.

Fuhui, the head of the hospital, was furious: "What the hell, Long Cheng'en, I have fifty thousand troops here and I will kill him today!"

"Everyone come with me!"

Fuhui picked up the crescent moon Zen staff, exposed one arm, tied the monk's robe around his waist, and led the people to stride up.

The monks and soldiers on the mountainside rushed up. When the soldiers and monks at the foot of the mountain saw this, they rushed up the mountain one after another.

There is only one way up the mountain, and this was originally done to prevent sneak attacks.

If a battle breaks out, you only need to hold on to this road and Zhenguo Temple will be able to hold it.

At this time, the road seemed too crowded. Monks and soldiers rushed upward, weapons collided with each other, and some people were even injured by spears and blood.

"You don't have eyes!"

"I was stabbed too!"

"Fuck you bald ass!"

"How dare you, a Qiu Ba, to scold me, Buddha!"

The team was noisy and chaotic, slowly moving towards the top of the mountain.

Dean Fuhui and deputy chief Mingchan rushed to the front, followed by Monk Bing and Tie Yaozi.

"Don't retreat, fight back!"

Seeing the monk soldiers pouring out from the temple, the deputy head of the temple, Mingchan, shouted loudly and chopped several fleeing monks to death with an ax in his hand.

However, the monk was frightened by the killing by the Long family army, so he still rushed forward.

Ming Chan was hot-tempered and charged up while killing the monk soldiers with his axe.

This man was so anxious that he even killed his own people.

Finally, Ming Chan saw the Long family army chasing behind the monk soldiers.

Cyan armor is the standard equipment of the Long family army.

When he saw the Long family army, Ming Chan was furious. He rushed forward with two axes and roared: "Kill!"

Among the crowd, a figure suddenly flashed out at extremely fast speed.

As soon as Ming Chan saw this speed, he knew that the person coming must be a master. The hairs on his body stood up, and he slashed at the shadow with the ax in his hand.

A sword light flashed by, but Ming Chan's ax did not hit the shadow, and the ax did not even touch the sword light.

But Mingchan felt that his body suddenly lost consciousness, and the noisy world suddenly became quiet...

Dean Fuhui watched in shock as the shadow passed by. Vice Dean Mingchan had no ability to resist and could not even touch the shadow. The person was split into two halves.

Ming Chan's body was cut open from head to toe, his internal organs spilled out, and two axes fell to the ground.

After killing Ming Chan, the shadow slowed down and waved the long sword in his hand, killing more than a dozen monks from the Wumon Monastery following him in an instant.

This time, Fu Hui saw clearly that this person was Long Chen!

Long Chen was the first to attack, killing Ming Chan with one sword, and then rushed into the crowd of monks.

The sword flashed, his head, hands and feet fell to the ground, and screams spread everywhere.

Ye Chang and Xue Ping came with their men and killed them together with the monk soldiers and Tie Yaozi.

Long Chen stood on the main road up the mountain with one man and one sword, killing all the people who came up.

The black sword was forged by Gongsun Linglong himself and is extremely sharp.

With each swing of the sword, blood spurted out and stumps flew. There were more and more corpses at Long Chen's feet. Blood and water gathered and flowed down the steps.

The soldiers on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain were still pushing their way up. They didn't know what happened, why they suddenly couldn't go up?

"What's going on? Go up!"

"You should just go ahead and get up there!"

"I can't walk, there's a fight ahead!"

"Nonsense, I know there's a fight on the top of the mountain, so I'll charge!"

"Put your spear away, it hit me in the butt!"

The soldiers on the main road were crowded together, Long Chen blocked the opening with his sword, and the corpses under his feet had become a barrier.

Ye Chang and Xue Ping led their men to fight against the monk soldiers coming from other directions around the Zhenguo Temple. The battle line on the top of the mountain formed a circle.

The Long family army held the battle line, but the monk soldiers and iron kites at the foot of the mountain were still charging upward.

They don't know the situation and just want to reinforce the top of the mountain.

When Long Chen was fighting fiercely, the monk from Zhenguo Temple suddenly remembered something.

"Where's the head of the hospital?"

The monks all looked at Fuhui, the leader of the monks' academy, who was hiding in the crowd.


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