Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 596: Like a Ghost

He stared at Yan Min intently, and finally lowered his shoulders, and Chen Xishan sneered.

"You can't run away."

After saying that, he slowly backed away until he reached the threshold. Seeing this, Yan Mi's fingers that were pulling the bow could not help but loosen slightly.

A bow of fifteen stones requires at least two thousand pounds of strength to pull it open, which is a huge burden for Yan Min.

All of a sudden, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Yan Min only had time to take a quick glance and saw the beggar who had been huddled in the corner turned into a black shadow, crouching like a ghost and rushing towards Yan Min. In his hand, there was a matte black dagger that stabbed diagonally towards Yan Min's waist and heart.

However, when the dagger was inserted halfway, it was tightly grasped by the surrounding muscles and could not go in any further.

The beggar's face suddenly changed, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Iron Sheet?!"

Yan Min groaned in silence. The muscles in his right arm swelled, tearing his sleeves and arms with a heavy whistling sound. He then slapped the beggar's chest with a force that could break gold and stone. The beggar's chest collapsed instantly, and then flew backwards like a rag, and fell heavily on the wall of the ruined temple, smashing a hole in it.

Yan Min's face turned pale at this moment, and he staggered back a step.

Seeing Yan Min like this, Chen Xishan was unwilling to give up this opportunity. He took a step forward and, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, swung the tiger-head sword in his hand with great speed. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yan Min.

Yan Min had no time to pull out the dagger stuck in his body, and with the young man behind him, he had no way to dodge. He could only hold his breath, force himself to take a deep breath, and then fight forward, stepping forward with the knife, swinging it towards Chen Xishan.

clang!
There was a sudden sound of metal clashing.

Yan Min, who was seriously injured, only felt a huge force coming from Chen Xishan's sword, which made him almost unable to hold the sword. He had to take a step back, and the blue bricks under his feet were crushed into pieces under the force, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Seeing this, Chen Xishan's sword turned into a ball of light and he was invincible in all directions, slashing at Yan Min frantically.

Under Chen Xishan's violent attack, Yan Min's mouth and nose were bleeding and his face was as pale as gold paper.

Chen Xishan saw it clearly.

He laughed loudly: "Yan Min, the tip of this dagger must have pierced your heart!"

Suddenly, Chen Xishan swung the sword in his hand three times in an instant. Two of the swords knocked the sword in Yan Min's hand away, and one of the swords hit Yan Min's shoulder heavily. Seeing that his sword was actually caught by Yan Min's bones, Chen Xishan raised his foot and kicked Yan Min's chest heavily.

Yan Min flew backwards like a rag, bounced twice on the ground and cracked the temple wall. It was obvious that he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Wen Lianggong, who was standing by, raised his brows slightly. The beggar just stood up and stabbed Yan Min with the dagger.

Wen Lianggong was a sharp-eyed man with rich experience in killing people. He was absolutely sure that the tip of the dagger had pierced the heart.

Even after suffering such a severe blow, he was still able to fight back and forth with Chen Xishan. In the end, he was defeated due to his serious injuries.

The martial arts in this small world are really interesting...

Seeing Yan Min's miserable appearance, Chen Xishan couldn't help but burst into laughter. He glanced at the big knife in his hand that was full of gaps, his eyes flashing with pleasure and coldness.

"Yan Min, ah Yan Min, I didn't expect you would have this day."

He stepped forward and was about to cut off Yan Min's head. The long knife landed on Yan Min's neck, cutting the skin and causing blood to flow. But he suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Min's pale face and weak breath.

He grabbed the strict clothing and lifted it up.

"Eunuch Chen should like to live." Chen Xishan seemed to be proud and said: "Yan Min, pray, it would be best if you die halfway, if not, then you can really experience what it is like to live like this."

He glanced at Wen Lianggong, who had been sitting cross-legged in the corner in silence, and then turned his head to look at the pale-faced young man curled up beside him. "Third Prince, Third Prince, you are so lucky. If His Majesty hadn't wanted to use you to make human pills, I would have really wanted to try what it feels like to be a member of the royal family."

To be honest, Chen Xishan looked at the boy with red lips and white teeth with an aggressive look, and it was obvious that he wanted to do something shameful.

The young man Li Jin's eyes flashed with panic. Although his face was pale, he still managed to remain calm and said fiercely, "I am the crown prince of the royal family. How dare you insult me ​​like this? Even if I collaborate with the enemy and betray my country, and I tell my father what you just said, I guarantee that your entire clan will be exterminated."

Chen Xishan sneered, but said nothing more. He just turned and walked towards Wen Lianggong.

"Boy, you are unlucky. Be smarter in your next life."

As he said this, he picked up the knife and prepared to chop Wen Lianggong to death.

At this time, Wen Lianggong finally raised his head and said with interest: "Show me what method you used just now to activate your qi and blood and stimulate your body."

Seeing that Wen Lianggong showed no fear and even had a hint of curiosity, Chen Xishan paused and his eyes flashed coldly.

"You are not afraid?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Lianggong stood up and dusted off the dust on his body.

It is a very simple action, but it displays an inexplicable charm and looks extremely pleasing to the eye, as if this is the most perfect action.

"Why should I be afraid, just you?"

Chen Xishan snorted coldly and said coldly: "Playing tricks!"

After saying that, the long sword fell down suddenly.

clang!
A crisp sound of metal and iron, like jade beads falling to the ground, suddenly rang out, and the big knife in Chen Xishan's hand was bounced away. He was shocked by this strange force and retreated several steps before he stopped.

He looked confused and uncertain.

"There are still experts?!"

Wen Lianggong didn't care. His current physique wouldn't be damaged at all even if a top-grade immortal weapon fell on him. But after all, he wasn't a masochist who liked to suffer.

If he could avoid being hit, he naturally didn't want to be hit.

Wen Lianggong took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Chen Xishan as if he had shortened the distance.

How did you get here?!

Chen Xishan was horrified and subconsciously used all his strength. His muscles swelled and his body expanded. Then the tiger-head sword in his hand fell down suddenly.

However, Wen Lianggong arrived first, his arm like a whip, like a butterfly flying through flowers, and instantly landed on Chen Xishan's chest.

It seemed like a powerless palm, but when it fell, it was like being crushed by a huge rock. The whole huge body flew backwards more than ten meters before landing. The force was so strong that it dragged a three or four meter long mark on the ground.

Chen Xishan was hit by a palm and his body stopped for a moment. He then got up and turned around to leave, but he saw Wen Lianggong had arrived at the temple gate without him knowing when, looking at Chen Xishan with a half-smile on his face.

Chen Xishan was also very decisive. He threw away the big knife in his hand, knelt on his knees, rubbed his head against the ground, and shouted.

(End of this chapter)