This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 684 The Wrath of the Swordsman

The butler's eyes were wide open, and before he could finish a sentence, he fell to the ground and died, everyone was stunned.

"Who! Get out!"

The death of the butler deeply stimulated Xu Manqing, the other party shouted angrily, and at the same time, several servants in the hall grabbed their tools and rushed outside, trying to find the murderer.

At this moment, a palm wind struck them violently, knocking them all to the ground, and immediately blood flowed all over the ground. Xu Manqing's eyes were full of anger, and he stepped out with one step, and his figure suddenly swept out of the hall. Jian Changjian was unsheathed, and a beam of sword light rose into the sky.

Ding!
A crisp sound resounded from above the heads of the crowd, and the sword light shattered immediately. Tianquan also chased to the outside of the hall. Looking up, it was a monk in a scarlet cassock who was stepping down from the air.

"Amitabha."

The monk took several steps in the air, and finally landed three feet away from them. He was wearing a red cassock, barefoot and unarmed. On his dark face, the eyelids were half-drowned, and the pair of pupils contained a sense of compassion. If it wasn't for him It's like he's an eminent monk who came from somewhere to kill people like hemp.

There are some essential differences between this person and the two monks Tianquan met before, for example, his appearance——

"This monk looks like he doesn't seem to be from the Central Plains. Hero Xu, you have to be careful." Tianquan reminded in a low voice.

Hearing Tianquan's whisper, Xu Manqing suddenly thought of what the other party said when he first arrived in Xujiazhuang, and he immediately understood. He stared at the monk, slightly raised the long sword in his hand, and his killing intent was already evident.

At this moment, Xu Manqing had no intention of talking nonsense with the other party. Judging from the fact that the other party killed the housekeeper as soon as he showed up, this is the person who planned to kill Tianquan behind the scenes.

In addition, this person reached out into his village, whether public or private, Xu Manqing would not let him go.

The monk glanced at Xu Manqing calmly, and then slowly shifted his gaze to Tianquan, who immediately felt the intrusion of being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Although the monk is a foreign monk, he speaks the language of the Central Plains. He said slowly: "I didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but I wanted to lead you to the wilderness to kill them. The 'Thousand Cup Swordsman' is not an ordinary person, and he will be with me in the future." Buddhism may be useful, but now, it is a last resort."

Tianquan's complexion darkened, and Xu Manqing sneered even more: "You thief monk, you have such a big tone, can you pretend that the sword in Xu's hand is scrap iron? Look at the sword!"

Xu Manqing was furious, the speed displayed by his fat body was so fast that people couldn't see his sword movement clearly.

Tianquan held his breath and concentrated his attention. He could only see the light of Xu Manqing's sword falling to the ground. Its momentum was like the Yangtze River, stretching endlessly. prestige.

The monk's face remained unchanged, and when he waved his palms up and down, several afterimages were left behind. At first glance, it seemed that this person had seven or eight arms.

The monk moved a little bit, his body retreated more than ten feet, and then put his hands together, Tianquan was shocked to find that Xu Manqing's sword was caught in those palms, preventing him from advancing an inch.

The empty-handed-to-bad-blade technique has existed since ancient times, but it cannot be used unless one has great internal strength, besides, Xu Manqing's swordsmanship is very good, if someone else is here, I'm afraid that the sword has not been seen yet, and the head is already in a different place.

This monk was able to receive Xu Manqing's sword with his bare hands, which was not only amazing, but also terrifying.

Immediately Tianquan didn't hesitate anymore, he also drew out his sword, and shouted: "Master Xu, the poor Taoist is here to help you!"

Although he was still injured, but under the astonishing curative effect of the Huangquan Renewing Life Pill, he already had the power to fight at this moment. Tianquan stabbed in one style, with three points of sword energy, and his best shot was the Zuiyue Sanjue.

But the monk didn't dodge or dodge, he locked Xu Manqing's long sword with clasped hands, and several streams of light suddenly appeared around him, scattered into a sea of ​​stars and clouds, and gathered into a purple-gold light wheel.

"It's this trick again!" Tianquan gritted his teeth, and three sword lights came out together, but like a mud cow entering the sea, they were completely invisible by the light wheel.

"Damn it!" Tianquan said unwillingly.

"Daoist Tianquan, get out of the way." At this moment, Tianquan heard Xu Manqing shout to him suddenly, so he didn't stay any longer, and immediately backed away.

Just as he was walking away, the opponent's sword made a long cry, like a crane crowing into the sky, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, sweeping around for several feet, an invisible storm surged up, and all the flowers and plants on the floor were swept up into the sky.

The monk was expressionless, but he let go of his folded hands at this moment, and he also drew back a few steps away. Tianquan noticed that the opponent's palm was dripping blood at the moment. dodge.

"Monk, if you kill my Xujiazhuang disciple for no reason, you will definitely die today."

Xu Manqing snorted coldly, and pointed the blade of the sword in his hand at the blue sky. Immediately, several sword lights swirled out again. In an instant, the walls on both sides of the courtyard burst apart like a volcanic eruption.

In Tianquan's eyes, Xu Manqing is the strongest sword. When the sword energy fluttered, the waves of air forced Tianquan to retreat again and again. He barely opened his eyes, only to see the sword light flying down like thunder. Flower burst.

The monk was chanting foreign Sanskrit, and the halo around his body once again burst into purple-gold light, and the true energy was condensed on it, spreading outward and turning into a protective shield like a water curtain.

The sword energy collided with it, causing countless ripples. Xu Manqing laughed wildly, but he did not know where to get a pot of wine. After he raised his head and drank it, the sword energy in his hand became stronger by three points.

I saw that the pale sword energy was gradually stained with crimson ferocity, and the nine sword lights splashed out from the edge of the sword, like a scorching sun in the sky, like a ferocious beast escaping from a cage, surging with its teeth and claws, bit by bit The Zijin water curtain tore.

Xu Manqing drank a pot of wine, threw the jug to the ground, and then smashed the ground under his feet. The nine sword lights seemed to be guards surrounding him, and he was supported in front of the water curtain.

The monk's eyes were still calm, but his hands quickly struck out several palms. Xu Manqing let out a sinister laugh, and the blade went straight forward. The nine swords merged into one, and the water curtain exploded. , sweeping around.

The choking thick dust and smoke diffused to the surroundings by the strong wind. The terrifying air waves knocked down the walls around the courtyard.

Tianquan protected his body with zhenqi, so he managed not to be thrown out. He waited until the wind and sea calmed down, and then he stared at it. The smoke and dust cleared, and two figures stood among them. But that's all.

"puff!"

Xu Manqing vomited a mouthful of black blood in disbelief, the monk pointed like a flower, and slapped his chest without changing his expression, immediately made him fly upside down, and slid a trail of blood on the ground.

Xu Manqing rolled over and fell to the ground. With his eyes wide open, he said in a trembling voice, "Poison? What, time. Pfft!"

"Xu Daxia!" Tianquan saw Xu Manqing vomiting blood, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. He checked his pulse, and his heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

Xu Manqing coughed, and looked back at the butler who was buried in the ruins in the hall behind him. His eyes seemed to have enlightenment. He laughed miserably, and finally tilted his head and lost his breath.

(End of this chapter)