Chapter 174: Quite Unique



Chapter 174: Quite Unique

Now that everyone's spiritual power is locked, they can only rely on He Cen's strength. Seeing He Cen busying around, they must not hold him back.

As long as they can help, these female monks are quite proactive.

He Cen had a hunch that if he could catch the evil cultivator this time, it would definitely be a merit and would also help rid the world of cultivation of a cancer, all of which would surely add up to his path to ascension in the future.

When he thought of this, He Cen became even more motivated.

While arranging the battle array, he also hummed, "We ordinary people are so happy today~"

"Dig and dig in the small magic circle, plant small magic stones, and small flowers will bloom. Dig and dig in the big magic circle, plant big magic stones, and big flowers will bloom!"

The four masters over there: …

Wen Qing: "He He's singing is quite unique."

Bei Qi: "Hahahaha what a mess. Tell your baby when you get out that you sang very well. Don't sing it again next time."

He Cen is tone-deaf, so his singing is extremely bad. Even some ordinary catchy melodies are hard to evaluate. I have never heard him sing before, but this singing made several masters very happy.

Fortunately, they were not around, so she could laugh as much as she wanted. Otherwise, if she did that in front of He Cen, the little sword spirit would have lost face.

However, He Cen knew nothing about this. With the help of this group of female cultivators, he felt that the trap was set up perfectly.

After installing the spirit stone and running the magic circle, He Cen put one hand on his waist and patted the dust off his hands, "Perfect!"

“I’m such a genius!”

The group of sisters beside him were also infected by his confidence and couldn't help laughing, "Master uncle is really amazing!"

He Cen raised his eyebrows and pushed back his long ponytail, "Just wait and see. This time we'll just sit back and wait for him to see how powerful we are."

"I can kill him even without spiritual power!"

Yan Zi was still a little curious, "Master, does this thing really work?"

He Cen patted his chest and said, "No problem, believe in yourself, your embroidery is super good and powerful, the evil cultivator will not be able to escape."

"Once I catch him, I can take credit for it to my master, hehe~"

Those people in Jun Chao found it so funny. How come this little arrogant guy never changed?

The evil Tushendao organization has been developing in the world of cultivation for many years, so it is normal for some big guys to be in charge. This time they emerged from the secret realm and attacked many female cultivators. They are not afraid of offending various forces. They are really brave.

The person behind this must have big ambitions.

He Cen waited patiently.

He had just asked a few female cultivators for some items that were contaminated with his aura and put them into the formation to transmit the aura out. Now he was afraid that he would not come, but if he came, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Xiao Hei was also stirring inside his body, He Cen soothed it and brought Jixiang Ruyi over, "Good babies, you two have to help your brother."

"Let that evil cultivator see how powerful we are."

The two little kids looked serious and said, "No problem!"

"Brother, we will protect you!"

Pei Meng beside him was a little curious, "Master uncle, are these two little girls the weapon spirits you raised?"

He Cen waved his hands, "No, no, you can't guess what kind of people they are, don't ask."

He had no intention of revealing his true strength, and Pei Meng was also very tactful. He nodded and apologized, and said nothing more.

These female cultivators were quite nervous. After all, they had no spiritual power now. If He Cen's method didn't work, they would face the risk of being caught again. Not all of them were particularly brave. The little girl from the fox clan kept pulling at Yan Zi's sleeves, snuggling in her arms, and calling her sister in a low voice.

Yan Zi patted her on the shoulder, but she was actually a little upset because everyone was on guard everywhere.

Only He Cen looked calm and composed, his eyes firm and powerful, as if he was ready to strike.

I don't know how long I was so nervous, He Cen suddenly responded in a low voice, "I'm coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out an invisible gauze and waved it over the bodies of the female practitioners. He then stretched out his hand to grasp the sword, and he and Jixiang Ruyi were ready to go.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a crack suddenly appeared in the magic circle, and then a hand stretched out.

He Cen curled his lips and smiled, "Finally I've waited for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four skeleton puppets that were guarding in front of him reached in and locked the man's body tightly. The other party probably sensed the danger and was about to retreat, but the magic circle took effect. All the nets rushed out at once, stuck to the evil cultivator, and pulled him out with all their strength.

There was also the blessing of Jun Chao's magic circle on the outer periphery. It sensed the evil aura almost instantly and sent down thunder magic to electrocute the evil cultivator, leaving him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

He Cen had never expected this. He thought the magic circle left by his master could only defend against attacks from outside, but he didn't expect it to be so ferocious against attacks from inside.

The group of female cultivators were also stunned. Fortunately, none of them had any ulterior motives. If they had had an internal conflict with their uncle-master, they would have been directly killed by the magic circle.

The person who was dragged out was indeed an evil cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage. He was a pretty boy, not ugly, with a feminine face and quite handsome.

He was quite powerful, at least the four Yuanying puppets left by Wen Qing were unable to subdue him in the first place.

But fortunately, thanks to the formation set up by He Cen, he was still restrained quite well.

He Cen directly stabbed him with the sword, seriously injuring him, so that he would not be able to exert any spare strength.

His moves were so fast that people around him couldn't see clearly how he did it.

"Hey! Where are you from? Tell me your name. I will not kill nameless people."

The little sword spirit is quite good at posing. The people from Jun Dynasty who are familiar with He Cen's personality couldn't help but smile. This treasure He Cen is really new every time they see him. They find him cuter every time.

The evil cultivator thought he had been tricked. He did not expect to be ambushed. He was furious for a moment. After recognizing He Cen's identity, he did not take him seriously.

"How dare a mere Jindan kid call himself this master!"

"Who are you to dare to design this on me?"

People in the Spirit Transformation Stage can basically walk around arrogantly in the world of cultivation. Apart from those four people, there are also many people who shamelessly call themselves "Your Majesty". He Cen was not angry, but was amused by him instead.

He just took the sword and stabbed him a few more times.

"Why are you so arrogant? Don't you have any idea of ​​your current situation?"

"What's wrong with the Jindan stage? Do you look down on the Jindan stage?"

"You know what? This magic circle used to deal with you was designed by women without spiritual power. What do you think? Are you angry? Why are you still showing off in front of me? I give you ten chances to start over, but you still can't beat me!"

The evil cultivator was completely defenseless and was extremely angry after being caught in the trap. Now, he was even more furious after being instigated by He Cen.

He was gathering spiritual power in his hands and preparing to counterattack, but the magic circle sensed his murderous intent and sent down a bolt of lightning.

He Cen laughed loudly, put his hands on his hips and jumped back, "Hey~ If I can't hit you, I'll ask my master to electrocute you!"


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