When they saw the old man with triangular eyes, their faces changed drastically, and even the hands holding the weapons were shaking.

Some people even thought they were hallucinating. How could such a powerful sect leader be so miserable?

impossible!

They rubbed their eyes and found...it was indeed their sect leader.

"Put down your weapons and get out!"

Xiao Chen looked at them and said coldly.

Ding!

Someone was the first to drop his weapon and then turn and run.

Even the sect leader is in such a miserable state, they are definitely no match for him. If they dare to take action, wouldn’t that be courting death?

With someone taking the lead, more people dropped their weapons and ran away.

In the end... there was not one left.

"Haha, I thought the warriors of the island nation would rather die than surrender, but it turns out... they are also afraid of death."

Xiao Chen smiled playfully and continued walking inside.

The old man with triangular eyes was shaking with anger. These bastards actually ran away?

"People value their lives, so it's normal for them to react like this. Aren't you afraid of death too? If you want to die, you can commit suicide."

Xiao Chen said to the old man with triangular eyes.

"What... do you want to do?!"

The triangular-eyed old man stared at Xiao Chen and asked.

"Release the Chinese warriors you captured first."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Then, we'll talk about the rest."

"good!"

The old man with triangular eyes endured the pain and nodded.

He felt that Xiao Chen must have other purposes in sparing his life... He was afraid of death, so he thought he still had a chance to survive.

After entering, you will naturally see people again.

This time, without waiting for Xiao Chen to speak, he gave orders to bring the Chinese warriors over.

Soon, the Chinese warriors were brought over.

When the Chinese warrior was brought over, everyone's faces changed, and even Xiao Chen's eyes turned a little colder.

This Chinese warrior was seen covered in blood...his left eye and left ear were both missing.

Looking down, he saw that his left hand had also been chopped off and was wrapped in gauze.

The kneecap of the left leg seemed to have been gouged out and was dragged on the ground, covered in blood, looking particularly miserable.

"Old Zhao!"

Ma Rulong widened his eyes and was about to step forward.

"Release our leader, or else, kill him!"

A man picked up a knife, put it on the neck of the semi-conscious Chinese warrior, and shouted.

After hearing his words, Ma Rulong paused and dared not act rashly.

Xiao Chen's expression became even colder as he looked at this man: "You want your sect leader? Fine, I'll give it to you now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw the already disabled old man with triangular eyes over, and at the same time his body flashed and followed like a shadow.

Bang!

Without waiting for the triangular-eyed old man to land, Xiao Chen arrived at the man's side and hit him on the head with a brick.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking was heard, and the man fell to the ground without even a scream, and was motionless.

“Kill them all!”

Xiao Chen originally thought that as long as he didn't take action, he wouldn't kill anyone and could just drive them away.

But now... looking at the Chinese warrior in front of him, he changed his mind!

kill!

The Japanese haven't changed their attitude towards the Chinese!

"kill!"

Xiaodao and the others were also furious and started to attack. Soon the air was filled with the smell of blood and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

At this time, the Chinese warrior also woke up and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

"Lao Zhao, it's me, Ma Rulong."

Ma Rulong supported the Chinese warrior and shouted at him.

"Ma Rulong?"

The Chinese warrior seemed to come to his senses and recognized the horse-faced man in front of him.

"Yes, it's me."

Ma Rulong nodded.

"Old Zhao, how are you?"

"Am I...am I in a dream?"

The Chinese warrior looked at Ma Rulong with a dazed look on his face.

"No, not in a dream, but in reality... Lao Zhao, you have been saved."

Ma Rulong said hurriedly.

"I was saved?"

The Chinese warrior was stunned. Tianbei Liu has three great powers. Will he be saved?

"Who saved me? Lao Ma, it was you..."

"No, it's not me, it's Xiao Chen... You know him, right? He's the guy who lost the Xuanyuan Blade."

Ma Rulong said to the Chinese warriors.

Not far away, Xiao Chen, who had a murderous look on his face, was speechless when he heard this. Damn, do you need to repeat this sentence? It hurts, okay?

"Xiao Chen?"

The Chinese warrior was startled, then looked around.

"What about the Hua Jin of Tianbei Style?"

"Xiao Chen killed two of them. This one is left. He won't live long."

Lu Zhen also spoke.

"What? He killed Hua Jin?"

The Chinese warrior opened his single eye wide, perhaps because he was touched in a painful spot, and showed a look of pain.

"Yeah, he's very strong... Tianbei Liu is going to be destroyed."

Chu Xun glanced at Xiao Chen and said.

“Good… that’s great.”

Hearing this, the Chinese warrior became a little excited. He thought he would be tortured to death, but he didn't expect... that things would turn out like this.

Thinking of the torture inflicted on him by the Japanese devils, his heart was filled with hatred and anger.

"Xiao...Where's Xiao Chen?"

"I am Xiao Chen."

Xiao Chen walked up slowly and said to him.

Moreover, he had decided that if Ma Rulong dared to say "This kid is Xiao Chen who lost the Xuanyuan Blade" again, he would slap him in the face. Is this not enough?

The Chinese warrior stared with his one eye, looking at Xiao Chen for a few times, his expression slightly complicated.

They came here for the Xuanyuan Sword. It can be said that if Xiao Chen had not lost the Xuanyuan Sword, he would not have come to the island country and would not have been captured by the Japanese.

But now, his life was saved by Xiao Chen, and he also avenged him, so he felt quite complicated.

"Xiao...Mr., thank you."

The Chinese warrior was silent for a few seconds, then spoke slowly.

"You're welcome."

Xiao Chen shook his head. He did not feel much guilt or anything... These people came to the island country for the Xuanyuan Sword, and not simply for the Chinese national treasure, which must not fall into the hands of the island people. They wanted to seize the Xuanyuan Sword!

So, in a sense, it’s not his fault that they ended up like this.

"You should take good care of your injuries. Today, the Tianbei Liu will be destroyed."

"I...I can't do it anymore."

The Chinese warrior smiled bitterly and shook his head reluctantly.

"As long as I can get revenge... I thought I would die on the island and no one would know! Now I am already very satisfied."

“…”

Xiao Chen looked at the Chinese warrior. Although he did not take his pulse, he could see that he was indeed in a bad condition. His injuries were too severe and he could not hold on any longer.

"Old Ma, can I ask you for a favor?"

Suddenly, the Chinese warrior spoke.

"you say."

Ma Rulong nodded.

"When I die, burn me and bring my ashes back to China... I don't want to be buried in an island country, I want to be buried in China."

The Chinese warriors are becoming weaker and weaker.

"Okay, we promise you!"

Chu Xun also noticed that he really couldn't hold it anymore. With a bit of sadness, he nodded.

"Okay... Haha, revenge is done, and I feel relieved..."

The Chinese warrior smiled and finally looked at Xiao Chen.

"I hope... you can find the Xuanyuan Sword. That sword shouldn't be left behind on the island."

"Yes."

Xiao Chen nodded.

He originally wanted to tell the Chinese warrior that the real Xuanyuan Sword was actually in his hands, and the one that was snatched away by the Japanese was actually a fake.

But he thought about it and didn't say anything.

It’s not that he can’t say it, he’s afraid that if he says it, the Chinese warriors will not be willing to die.

So, forget it.

After a few words, the Chinese warrior shuddered, closed his eyes, and took his last breath.

"Old Zhao..."

Ma Rulong and the other two shouted a few times, their faces filled with sadness.

Xiao Chen and the others had only just met him, so naturally they wouldn't feel sad for him.

However, seeing the Chinese warriors being tortured to death like this, they felt more angry.

Bang!

Xiao Chen kicked the triangular-eyed old man away, and he hit a big rock.

puff!

The triangular-eyed old man spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned even paler.

"Find and kill all the people from Tianbeiliu!"

Xiao Chen said coldly.

"good!"

Xiaodao and the others nodded and dispersed.

"You three take care of his affairs while I go talk to this old devil."

Xiao Chen then spoke to Ma Rulong and the other two.

"Um."

The three nodded and prepared to cremate the body on the spot and take the ashes back.

Xiao Chen carried the triangular-eyed old man to the largest building and threw him to the ground.

"If you... destroy our Tianbei School, this matter will spread throughout the island nation's martial arts. By then... you will surely die."

The old man with triangular eyes looked at Xiao Chen and said.

"I'm waiting for them to come and kill me. Whoever comes will die!"

Xiao Chen had a cold expression and grabbed the triangular-eyed old man by the neck.

"Don't threaten me, and don't scare me... Chinese people are not scared, you know?"

"cough……"

The old man with triangular eyes trembled in his heart when he felt Xiao Chen's cold gaze.

"Tell me, why did you build a shrine and a statue of the North Sea God?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and said coldly.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was stunned. Why did he ask this?

"My patience is limited, so you'd better tell me what you know."

Xiao Chen slowly exerted force on his hands.

"I...I said..."

The triangular-eyed old man saw that Xiao Chen really wanted to kill him, so he quickly spoke.

"In fact, this was passed down from generation to generation by the sect leader... Because by building a statue, he can enjoy worship and offerings, and through some secret methods, the North Sea God King can descend..."

"Let the North Sea God King come?"

Xiao Chen frowned.

"Is it resurrection?"

"No... It's different from resurrection, but it's somewhat similar. The spiritual mark of the North Sea God King remains, so he can come again, but he can't be resurrected..."

The old man with triangular eyes shook his head.

"The spiritual imprint won't fade away?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the "Earth" chapter of the Chaos Sutra, which is the chapter on cultivating the spirit, that is, mental power!

Could it be that the island countries have done more research on the human soul than China?

Otherwise, how could there be such a thing as advent?

"How did the North Sea God King come?"

Xiao Chen looked at the old man with triangular eyes and asked.

"He will choose a person, and then merge his spiritual imprint with his own... But it can't last too long. Most of the time, his spiritual imprint will remain on the golden statue, continuing to condense and enjoy the worship..."

"Choose one person? Fusion of spiritual imprints?"

Xiao Chen frowned. What is this?

Looking for a host?

And then take over the body?

No, it would be more accurate to say 'possessed'.

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Chapter 3

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