Chapter 29: Violence and Change.
The white-haired old man was a little confused at this time. He felt that everything in front of his eyes went dark. The nun who looked like a jade lady disappeared, and a Taoist priest who was as strong as a bear appeared in front of him.
A huge shadow blocked out the light and enveloped his figure. He knew without smelling it that the person in front of him was filled with the pure yang aura that he hated the most.
"Speak up, did your vocal cords fall home?"
"I want your hatchet, but I don't want to pay for it. What do you think I should do?"
"Are there any others? I want to buy a few more."
Yi Chen picked up the white-haired old man's hatchet, flicked the blade with his hand, and grinned grimly in the moonlight.
He really wants this knife, he is not just talking nonsense.
Not long after he held it, a trickle of cool air entered his body, and the Crimson value immediately increased by twenty points, which undoubtedly surprised and delighted him.
He picked up the hatchet, put it on his belt, then stretched out his big hand and hooked it in front of the white-haired old man, with an arrogant look on his face, just like a bully.
When dark clouds covered the moon in front of him, Yi Chen realized something was wrong. He sensed a sudden burst of yin energy not far from him in the South City District, so he immediately rushed over.
After observing secretly for a second or two, he realized that the yin energy on this evil spirit was not as strong as he had imagined. It was comparable to the yin energy of the old ghost selling melons in the underworld.
Danger - 50 points
Sense of justice +500 points. So he first used his magic power to ignite the triangular talisman and then decisively chose to take action to rescue Master Shuiyue.
Looking at the young Taoist in front of him who was wearing a Taoist robe but looked like a bandit, the white-haired old man also reacted at this time.
It seemed as if he had been robbed.
It's really off the mark.
A surge of anger rushed to the top of his head.
A strange and evil smile appeared on his lips. He was about to speak when suddenly a strong wind blew. Yi Chen had already started a sneak attack.
He delivered a powerful sideways knee strike that hit the white-haired old man in the heart.
The knee strike almost made the white-haired old man's eyeballs pop out. He saw stars and it seemed as if he saw his grandmother when she was alive.
His entire body also began to move "towards the clouds" under the influence of the huge force. However, this was far from the end. Yi Chen's body slightly arched, his legs slightly bent, and his leg muscles suddenly swelled a lot.
He jumped like a spring and instantly moved above the body of the white-haired old man.
The elbow, filled with lavender pure yang energy, hit the white-haired old man's lower neck hard.
The white-haired old man was falling at a faster rate than he was rising.
Boom! There was a loud noise.
The whole body of the white-haired old man was embedded in the street paved with long strips of bluestone slabs, and his entire body sank into it.
With the place where he fell as the center, fine cracks spread out.
The explosion caused a cloud of dust.
At this time, Master Lianhua and Taoist Qingxu just arrived and saw the scene where Yi Chen jumped high and hit the white-haired old man with his elbow.
The two of them opened their eyes wide at the same time, looking as if they had seen a ghost.
Taoist Qingxu was especially surprised. This was not right.
The fighting style of Taoist Master Yichengzi is very different from that of his master.
He twitched his nose and looked intently at the light purple internal energy emanating from Yi Chen's body, and his doubts grew even more.
"It's the aura of pure Yang energy, but it's not as pure as Bai Yunzi's, and the color is wrong too."
“But it is not far behind the pure Yang power, and it also has a great inhibitory effect on evil spirits. Moreover, this inhuman and unparalleled strength is simply incredible, and it does not seem like a human body can possess it.”
At this moment, a doubt suddenly arose in Taoist Qingxu's mind.
"Could it be that this Taoist Master Yi Chengzi is really a genius? He has taken the "Taishang Lingfei Chunyang Root Dao Sutra" as his foundation and walked out a new path?"
"Or does this Hidden Dragon Temple have a secret inheritance, and this Taoist Master Yi Chengzi is taking the second path?"
"Hiss, even a tiger dies but it still stands tall. This Yinlong Temple is indeed well-established and blessed with lasting blessings."
When Taoist Qingxu thought of these possibilities, his expression became a little gloomy for a moment.
Originally, after Bai Yunzi's death, among the major forces in Fengyun Temple, his Huanzhen Temple was the leader. His senior brother, the master of Huanzhen Temple, was a powerful figure who had reached the peak of refining essence and transforming qi.
You may enter the realm of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation at any time.
At this... moment, Taoist Qingxu thought a lot.
Nun Shuiyue stood behind Yi Chen, looking at the devil-like figure in front of her, covering her red lips with her jade-like hands, and her heart was filled with shock beyond words.
Too terrifying, too violent, is this the power of Pure Yang Taoism?
The blood is like a furnace, and the pure yang rises to the sky.
It is indeed a powerful path second only to thunder magic in its ability to ward off evil spirits.
The three of them gathered their gazes and focused on Yi Chen, then shifted their gazes to the human-shaped pit in front of them.
"Dead?"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
A question arose in the minds of the three people at the same time.
Yi Chen put his hands behind his back and looked ahead, but there was not much joy in his heart.
He always felt that things would not be so simple. After all, this was a powerful evil spirit that could kill more than two hundred people silently overnight. It was impossible for him to kill it in just two moves.
Sure enough, a burst of coughing sounds came from the pit, and a hunched over white-haired old man stood up from the pit with difficulty.
"The Taoist priest is indeed powerful, but it's a pity that your pure yang energy is not pure."
The sinister voice of the white-haired old man sounded from all directions. Just by listening to the voice, one could sense the viciousness and hatred in his heart.
He stood up in an arc like a zombie, using his heels as a fulcrum. He stretched out his skinny hands like chicken claws and pressed his bulging eyeballs back. Then he twisted his head with both hands and used force with both hands to directly remove his head and spine.
A headless old man stood in the middle of the long street, endless black ghost energy pouring out from the broken neck.
"I want you to die!"
He let out a long roar towards the sky, and his skinny body became puffy. His aura became more and more terrifying, and his body grew taller to nearly two meters.
The head is the hilt and the spine is the blade.
A headless old man, holding his own head, strode towards Yi Chen.
The thick black ghost energy gushing out of his neck transformed into three black smoke skulls that rushed towards Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Qingxu respectively.
This scene is extremely weird and makes people's scalps tingle at the same time.
How cruel and confident this evil spirit is.
Facing Yi Chen and the other four, he actually still wanted to fight one against four and defeat them all.
"Master, be careful."
"presumptuous!"
“Arrogant!”
Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Qingxu shouted loudly, and then each used their own methods to meet the black smoke skull.
Yi Chen stared at the headless white-haired old man who was rushing towards him. His whole body was filled with pure yang energy, but his mind was very calm.
He suddenly drew out the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the lavender pure yang energy roared at full speed, causing the hem of his Taoist robe to fly up.
"If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability to do it."
Yi Chen roared, his pure Yang internal energy became more and more intense, the sword light on the Dragon Slaying Sword increased by another three points, and in an instant the Dragon Slaying Sword met the spine sword of the headless white-haired old man.
(End of this chapter)