This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 678 Unexpected
The monk hit people without any explanation, which really surprised Tianquan, but fortunately, he was prepared and retreated back again and again. The monk followed him like a shadow, and the ferocious palm almost toppled the thatched hut.

Tianquan retreated to the bottom of the wall one after another, glanced at the sword he had hidden in the corner out of the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped hiding, but immediately pinched the finger of the sword and called the sword.

when!
Tianquan quickly drew the sword across his body with quick eyes, and the monk slapped it with his palm, the flesh and blood and the sword made the sound of gold and iron, which made him look shocked.

The surprise disappeared in a flash, Tianquan stopped his figure with his feet on the ground, pressed his hands hard, pushed the monk back three or four steps, and then asked with a serious face: "You monk is so rude, poor way and you We have never met each other before, and we have no grievances or enmities, so why do you want to do this cruelly?"

"Amitabha."

Facing the sharp weapon in Tianquan's hand, the monk still didn't change its color. He whipped up a gust of wind with several layers of domineering true energy, and in an instant, he seemed to be able to see a circle of strange and extraordinary purple light round the monk's body. Spin and fly.

This is--!
Tianquan stared at him, and was caught off guard by the palm that made him retreat quickly. The force of the palm blasted the earth wall behind him and pushed him out of the house.

Tianquan turned back in embarrassment, jumped up immediately after rolling on the ground, shook the dust on his robe, stared warily at the monk who came out of the collapsed thatched hut, and said in a deep voice: " At this time, the poor Taoist recognizes, monk, what is your relationship with the demon monk in the Fox Immortal Tower!"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as he heard the word "monster monk", anger appeared on the calm face of the monk. He danced his sleeve robe with a clattering sound, and struck again with the force of thunder wrapped in his palm.

Tianquan stomped on his feet, jumped into the air, and sent the sword in his hand forward, following the direction of his sword, he went straight to the monk.

"Humph!"

The monk stepped on the ground, snorted angrily, raised his palm and struck out at the sword, the power of the condensed palm was like an invisible barrier, holding the sword's edge three inches away.

Tianquan focused his gaze, and immediately swooped down from mid-air, and held the sword forward. The next second, the sword edge slipped from the palm like a loach, causing the opponent to throw his palm into the air.

Taking advantage of the opponent's lack of strength, Tianquan stabbed at the opponent's chest with a sword, the sword glowed like a water mirror, and the sword light split into three in an instant, attacking the opponent from three different directions from the head, hands and feet.

This is exactly Tianquan's master skill inherited from his master Yushu, the drunk moon three tricks.

The monk couldn't tell the sword qi from reality, but he didn't dare to gamble, so he had to set up the iron staff in his left hand to protect his forehead. The sword light fell on it and it would disperse as soon as it was touched. It was a false move. The next second, the monk's thigh suddenly exploded A blood hole.

This sword blocked the monk's advance and retreat, and made him look annoyed. With a loud shout, he swung his iron staff and swept towards him. Unexpectedly, Tianquan had already seen through him, and he leaned back to avoid it.

"Go!" Tianquan supported the ground with one hand, and sent the sword forward with the other.

Pfft——!
Guided by his true energy, the sword turned into a flash of white light in an instant, pierced through the monk's chest, and nailed to the only half of the earth wall behind.

A flower of blood bloomed, the monk froze, a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, a look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he fell back straight.

"call"

Tianquan finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the monk lying in a pool of blood without a sound. With a move of his sword, he retracted the sword and stared at the monk in front of him, frowning.

Although he also thought that the group of people in the Fox Immortal Building might have other accomplices, but when the monk really came to him, he still couldn't help feeling a little scared.

This monk is different from the foreign monk Amu and the white monk he met in the Fox Immortal Building back then. His appearance is no different from that of the Central Plains people. If it wasn't for the martial arts methods exposed by his subordinates, he would not be able to tell the difference.

Tianquan's expression was dignified. He originally thought that there were foreign monks behind the Fox Immortal Tower. If that was the case, although it would be more troublesome, it would be something that could be seen on the bright side after all. As long as he was a little careful, he would be at ease.

But seeing this person now, Tianquan knew that he was a little naive.

After thinking for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, took a last look at the monk on the ground, and then passed him back to the yard. The half-collapsed thatched hut in front of him gave him a headache.

This place is no longer safe. This person can come to the door, and the rest of them should not be far away. Tianquan is now temporarily living in this Orion's house, and the other party is just an ordinary person who hunts for a living. He must not be able to withstand such turmoil. .

So Tianquan decided to leave without hesitation for a long time. Orion and his wife went hunting. He didn't have time to say goodbye to each other, so he could only leave a letter and some silver, and then hurried on the road.

When Orion returned home at sunset, he was shocked to find that his house had collapsed, and the Taoist priest who had come to stay a few days ago had disappeared. What made him even more flustered was that there was a dead monk behind the house .

Orion is really an ordinary person. He has never seen such a posture. His wife found the letter left by Tianquan in another room at home, but the two cannot read, so they had to report to the government for help.

The government's arrest quickly came to check the monk's body, and confirmed that it was a monk practicing in a nearby mountain temple. He also read the letter. It was nothing more than Tianquan's apology for leaving without saying goodbye, and compensation for the collapsed house.

But this person is dead, and he is still a Buddhist disciple. How could Orion dare to ask for the money, so he quickly pushed it to the catcher with bright eyes.

After the matter was settled, Orion went home and saw that his wife was in tears. The collapsed house could only be demolished and rebuilt, and none of the pots and pans inside were spared.

In this regard, Orion can only admit that he is unlucky.

At night, in the dead of night, the two monks knocked on the gate of the official mansion. After impatient inquiries from the guards who stayed behind, they realized that the other party was the brother of the monk who died during the day.

After the guard confirmed the other party's identity, he didn't make it difficult for them, and let them take the body away.

The two monks did not return to the temple, but found a hillside in the wild and buried the body. There was no monument or writing, only an inconspicuous small mound.

One of the short and thin monks stared at the mound, and said: "Brother, this Taoist's martial arts are higher than we imagined."

His tone was calm, and there was no sadness or joy in it.

Another black-faced monk said indifferently: "Although Tsing Yi Xiaojian has been around for a long time, the people he fights with are either far inferior in martial arts and can defeat the enemy with one move, or they are far superior to him, so there is no reference. "

The short and thin monk nodded slightly, and said: "Last year, half of the turmoil in the world was related to this person. I am afraid that between life and death, this person's martial arts have also improved a lot, and they are not as weak as we asked at the beginning."

The black-faced monk said again: "One died today, fortunately he was a servant, as cheap as a domestic animal, the envoy will not take it to heart."

The short and skinny monk pondered for a moment, then said: "It was a one-shot kill. It seems that this person's kung fu should not be underestimated. If you want to guarantee success, brother, you have to make a move."

The black-faced monk nodded and said: "Although the slave is cheap, it is owned by the envoy after all. There are too many casualties, and it is difficult for you and me to explain. Let me finish him quickly."

(End of this chapter)