sinovels Chapter 4 The old enemy
Chapter 4 The old enemy
At the intersection leading to Dongchuan City, dozens of monks gathered.Almost everyone is armed with a weapon, and they are menacing, and they are not good at first glance.
A skinny monk was quite impatient, and said, "From last night to this morning, there is no news about Shang Yuchen at all. Didn't Beidou Villa say that if he came back to life, he would definitely be near Luofu Mountain? Under the siege of the crowd, the golden core was shattered and the meridians were destroyed, even if he is still alive, where can he go?"
"Who knows?" The long-faced Taoist seemed to be their leader, and he also frowned, "Now is the best time to kill him, we must not miss it, if he returns to Chonghuazong, there will be no chance. "
A small paper crane was parked on his shoulder, and a drop of dark blood was spotted on the crane's eye.
This is a shikigami made by Hokuto Sanso.
Put human blood into the crane's eyes, and then stimulate the spiritual power, which can be used to find people.
Beidou Villa had long been enmity with Shang Yuchen, but they discovered that Shang Yuchen's soul-seeking lamp had been restored after 20 years. Although they were full of surprise and suspicion, they quickly gathered a group of people and rushed over.
Among them are the disciples of Beidou Mountain Villa, the enemies that Shang Yuchen made in the past, and some casual cultivators like Taoist Long Face who use money to do things.
At this time, a carriage turned around the curve ahead, and the driver was a young Taoist priest of fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Someone is coming!" the long-faced Taoist shouted to the crowd.
As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny monk from before, together with a few people around him, picked up their weapons and dodged over.He snatched the reins from the little Taoist priest and forced the carriage to stop.Then he grabbed the little Taoist priest and violently pulled him down.
The long-faced Taoist in the lead didn't stop them, and he acquiesced to their actions.
"You, what are you doing?" Lu Zijin was walking well on the road, when suddenly surrounded by a group of people, he was dragged out of the carriage for no reason, at this moment he was in a daze.
Seeing that the opponent's hands were full of weapons, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.
The paper crane on the long-faced Taoist's shoulder dangled and landed lightly on the window of the carriage.
"Who are you with in the car!" The skinny monk asked fiercely, the sword in his hand was already on Lu Zijin's neck, "Let him come out honestly, or I will kill you."
Lu Zijin closed her eyes in fright, but instead of the expected pain, she heard a scream.
"Ah! What is this...!"
The sword was only halfway swung, and the skinny monk could no longer hold it.
There was a dark green brilliance flowing in front of his eyes, like raindrops falling on the lotus leaves, the petals trembled slightly, and the water surface was rippling. At that moment, what spread before his eyes was an illusion like an ink painting.
"Scattering the lotus" is a killer move that Shang Qing has used countless times in the game. It is beautiful but can be fatal in an instant.
Lu Zijin quietly opened his eyes. He saw the skinny monk kneel down suddenly, clutching his throat tightly, and then spit out a big mouthful of dark blood, without a sound.
"Who is it!" The long-faced Taoist looked around vigilantly, but he only felt a sharp pain in his dantian, and his legs immediately fell limp, unable to lift his strength any longer, "When did this... poison..."
Not only him, everyone present suddenly collapsed.
The long-faced Taoist hurriedly opened his sleeves, and on the inside of his arm, he saw a mark, which looked like a small purple flower.
The curtain of the car was opened with a gap, and a hand was stretched out from inside the car. Covered by layers of sleeves, only a small part of the bright moon-like wrist was exposed.
Snow carvings and jade carvings seem to be glowing with soft light.
"If you don't want to end up like him, you'd better not walk around casually, otherwise..." Shang Qing stopped on purpose in the middle of his words.
Although he didn't finish his sentence, none of the dozen or so people lying on the ground dared to stop him.
"Are you... Shang, Shang Yuchen?" The long-faced Taoist swallowed, realizing that he was a little out of breath under the pressure of this young man.Seeing that the skinny monk died in the blink of an eye just now, he was really terrified.
"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Shang Qing's tone was indifferent and meaningless.
The long-faced Taoist was panicked for a moment and dared not answer any more.
Seeing that the opponent was temporarily intimidated by him, Shang Qing raised his hand to cover his face, and urged Lu Zijin in a low voice: "Go!"
Lu Zijin slapped the horse's ass so nervously that the carriage suddenly rushed out, kicking up dust all over the ground.
Although he looked calm and calm, with the demeanor of a fairy in every gesture, Shang Qing was still very nervous.
At present, his spiritual breath has recovered a little bit. It was the first time he used the skills attached to the system just now, and he didn't know how powerful it was.However, judging from the current results, it seems that the lethality is still very strong.
I don't know if that skinny monk just now... is really dead.
Shang Qing's other hand hidden in his sleeve trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to calm down.
It's either you die or I die, so he can't allow him to think too much.
On the other side, the long-faced Taoist grabbed his arm, fixed his eyes on the purple flower mark on it, and dared not move at all.
After a while, he realized that something was wrong.
The purple flower mark gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely!And even the pain in the dantian disappeared without a trace, leaving no terrible and fatal consequences.
"No, I was deceived!" An An, the long-faced Taoist, groaned in his heart. He was shocked by the death of the skinny monk just now, and for a moment he forgot that Beidou Mountain Villa had told him that Shang Yuchen's cultivation was completely ruined, and he was already a useless person. up.
Shang Yuchen was probably just trying to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys just now, but he didn't have the energy to deal with other people.
He immediately turned over and got up from the ground, glanced at the rest of the monks who were lying on the ground, and shouted, "Get up quickly, the effect of this poison is only a dozen breaths, we are all blinded by him, hurry up!"
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Shang Qing's heart is beating very hard now, he was as steady as a dog just now, but it is still too much burden for his body after all.
It's really cool for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.
Things happened so fast, and there were frequent accidents in a short period of time, so that Lu Zijin was a little dazed at the moment.He froze for a while before recovering, and asked, "Why are they chasing you?"
Shang Qing sighed and said, "The Chou family."
Lu Zijin seemed to understand, but still said: "There is a resident of Yunya Mountain in Dongchuan City, let's go there quickly, these people should not dare to go there to make trouble."
Before Shang Qing could make a nod, the life-threatening reminder of the red name sounded again in his mind.
It's not surprising that the poison used on those people only lasts for tens of seconds.After a long time, they will definitely find something strange and continue to track it down.
"No, they're going to catch up again." Shang Qing looked behind the car, and he could already see the figures of the group just now from a distance, and they were getting closer.
What should I do, Shang Qing has no internal energy left at the moment.
The monks who came to chase him came very quickly, and a flying sword struck from behind.
Shang Qing quickly pulled Lu Zijin aside, and the flying sword slashed across his side, directly cutting into the leg of the horse in front of the cart.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the carriage had to stop after coasting for a while.
The wind picked up the leaves and the leaves fell, and the sleeves of his clothes fluttered slightly, but Shang Qing still sat in the car without moving.
He actually couldn't run, but he couldn't show timidity, so he said slowly: "Let's talk about it first, whoever comes up will die first."
Judging from the previous situation, this group of people was quite afraid of Shang Yuchen, otherwise Shang Qing wouldn't have been able to deceive them so easily just now.
So Shang Qing sat there with a calm expression and did not run away, which made them suspicious.
Coupled with the action of unknown meaning now, it made everyone unclear how much energy he had.
Shang Qing was not completely bluffing. Although his remaining internal strength was not enough to deal with everyone, the first person who rushed up would definitely be seriously injured by his "sprinkling Qinghe randomly" in an instant.
"What are you afraid of? He can't even stand up. It's just a bluff." The long-faced Taoist was deceived once before, but this time he carefully observed Shang Qing's state.
The monks glanced at each other, and finally raised their weapons and rushed forward from all directions.
Shang Qing raised his hand and flicked his sleeves fluttering up, appearing quiet and elegant amidst the bursts of shouting and killing.
Although his face was pale, he didn't have much expression, only a pair of clear and agile eyes.
The dark green streamer swept into the crowd, and "Scattered Green Lotus" made another fatal blow. .
Someone fell, and the crowd flinched for a moment.
But under the scolding of the long-faced Taoist, more people rushed forward.
And Shang Qing didn't have much strength anymore, the crowd in front of his eyes and the noise in his ears gradually became blurred, as if his whole body was about to be submerged by the tide.
[The meridian is damaged, the internal strength is insufficient, and it is impossible to exercise. ]
very noisy.
Amidst the noisy shouts, Lu Zijin's surprised voice came from Shang Qing's ear: "Little Master!
Immediately afterwards, there was a sword cry.
It was clear and long, and in an instant, it seemed that other annoying sounds disappeared, and only this sword cry calmed down all the confusion.
Shang Qing raised his head suddenly, and saw a tall figure standing in front of him.
Dressed in white clothes with a cold sword, his long hair like frost and snow is tied in a jade crown.He is like a sword cast from the snow peaks of the cold mountain, sharp and cold from head to toe.
The blade in his hand was obviously not out of its sheath yet, but it was already emitting a bitter cold air.
The slender right hand with well-defined bones was clasped on the edge of the scabbard, as if it clasped the necks of the people in front of them, making them even breathe carefully.
The world suddenly fell silent.
Shang Qing came back to his senses, his heart was beating violently in his chest, as if there was only that figure left in front of him.
In the fragmentary memory, there are many layers, but like the fine sand at the fingertips, they have never grasped a single bit.
"Yan..." Shang Qing's voice trembled, the name was on his lips, but he couldn't pronounce it completely.
Yan Linhan.
In the eyes of the world, he is Yan Zhenjun, who is full of glory and snow, and also an old enemy who has a life-and-death hatred with Shang Yuchen.