"The people of the Buddhist sect are really stubborn." Qi Chen looked at the eminent monk in the rain. He had a headache. Such a person with firm faith could not be persuaded at all.

In his opinion, the Buddhist sect and the so-called Buddhists are all a bunch of lunatics who will do anything for the sake of the so-called Holy Son.

But this group of people feel that everything they do is just, and to be honest, apart from these things, they are really doing damn good things.

The eminent monk was very indifferent, because the scar looked a bit fierce, and the raindrops fell on his bamboo hat, making a crisp sound.

Behind Qi Chen, several monster clans have begun to attack crazily. Their bodies are extremely powerful, like sharp axes, splitting everything.

Especially the Qingya, whose fighting power was too terrifying. Those palms were actually harder and sharper than the knight's spear, directly piercing the opponent's armor and then piercing the chest.

The blood splashed like fire and was knocked to the ground by the rain.

The thick military boots stepped on the muddy soil, and then pressed down heavily. The next moment, the soil splashed up.

The sword has been unsheathed again, flashing an inch of cold light in the dark night. The tip of the sword penetrated the heavy rain, carrying some sharp wind, and headed towards the eminent monk.

There is no temptation, the first sword is a sure kill.

He had to fight quickly, because he didn't know how many enemies there were in the dark, but the string of Buddhist beads in the monk's hand made him extremely afraid.

The eminent monk had an umbrella on his waist. He looked at Qi Chen and then opened the umbrella calmly.

The umbrella surface was very slippery, and raindrops would be bounced away. Qi Chen's sword was also bounced away by a strange force when it touched the umbrella surface.

Qi Chen's pupils shrank, then he turned around and struck again with his sword.

This time, it hit the umbrella surface, making a heavy hitting sound. The entire umbrella surface was trembling, but it was still unbroken.

One sword after another, he kept moving forward, while the eminent monk kept retreating. However, if you look closely, you will find that the eminent monk has been retreating in a straight line, not at all disturbed by Qi Chen's attack.

Sword cage!

Suddenly, the eminent monk was shocked, and his eyes under the bamboo hat showed surprise. He originally thought that Qi Chen's sword was a sword, but now he discovered that all the opponent's swords were prepared for this move.

He looked around and realized that he was trapped in the sword cage.

The sword cage suddenly contracted, and each sword stroke was extremely gentle, like the slender jade fingers of a beautiful woman. But these jade fingers will crush your intestines and pierce your heart...

"Let's see how you avoid this move!" Qi Chen's eyes grew cold.

But suddenly, he realized something was wrong. On the umbrella of the eminent monk, white lotus blossoms bloomed. The petals slowly spread out in all directions, and finally there was light.

The sword light just cut his sleeves, turning out a layer of cotton wool.

Qi Chen was startled and looked at the eminent monk: "I know who you are, the Master Huixin who was defeated by the Military God."

Back then, the God of War went to various factions to defeat their masters and make them fearful. But the one he faced in the Buddha Sect was this Master Huixin.

Master Huixin likes to hold a black umbrella, and lotus flowers will bloom on the black umbrella. This is caused by his mental method.

Every lotus flower is a big killing weapon.

Unfortunately, Master Huixin was also defeated by the God of War. The injury on his eyes should have been caused by the God of War.

No wonder this person looked at Tang Ruanruan with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. In addition to being suspected of being a witch, I'm afraid it was also because of the God of War.

Not all eminent monks are peaceful.

"Amitabha, the past is like smoke. The God of War has made rapid progress. I can only see his back. Although I lost that battle, it opened a path for me."

"To be honest, I have to thank him."

"So you want to kill his daughter?" As soon as Qi Chen finished speaking, he attacked again, this time instead of the sword, it was replaced by a knife.

The knife was a pig-killing knife with a weird shape, and the tip seemed to be specially designed for cutting heads.

The knife is the most primitive weapon, and humans have learned to use it in ancient times.

The knife is for killing and was born for killing. Unlike the sword, it has beauty and artistic conception.

Pure killing.

Qi Chen twisted around, opened and closed, and then slashed down with the knife. The blade of the knife had not yet reached it, but the sharp edge of the knife had already vibrated the black umbrella and trembled.

There was a loud bang.

White lotuses held up the sword's light, and then Qi Chen's sword suddenly emitted hundreds of Buddha's lights. The Buddha's light began to merge with the lotus, and finally the two disappeared from each other.

Everything has disappeared without a trace, only this knife is still going on.

Terrible blood accumulated on his arms. The blood of the Desert God Clan was like an ancient beast. Although it had not fully awakened, it rolled up boundless waves in Qi Chen's body.

With one knife, the umbrella was broken.

It's a pity that no one is dead.

The rain was chaotic, dense like pearls, and shot out in all directions as the umbrella broke.

There is no black umbrella, but Master Huixin still has a bamboo hat on his head, covering his head.

Qi Chen did not hesitate and struck out again with extraordinary determination.

At the critical moment of life and death, do you have to say a few words after every big move?

There is no etiquette in a battle of life and death.

Life or death, this has never been a question, because Qi Chen does not want to die.

Since he doesn't die, someone else will.

The tip of the knife fell on the ground. As Qi Chen ran, a large amount of soil was turned over and the stones were broken into pieces.

There was not much emotion, not much breathing. Master Huixin only had time to take a breath before he had to immediately respond to Qi Chen's attack.

The prayer beads in his hand floated up slightly and landed exactly where Qi Chen attacked.

With a crisp sound, his body suddenly disappeared again.

But at such a close distance, Qi Chen, who had his eyes open, had already captured the other party's traces.

His magic eye is not very strong, because he really has no time to practice, so he can only capture slight black shadows, but this is enough, after all, it is still raining.

Bend your knees, bend your waist, sink your hips, and turn around.

The broadsword scraped the muddy ground diagonally, then rotated nearly three hundred degrees before slashing toward a certain point in the air.

bite!

There was a crisp sound.

Master Huixin was stunned for a moment, then the Buddha beads glowed again and led him away.

This prayer bead was obtained from Buddhism and has extremely terrifying abilities, but with his strength, he can only use one-tenth of it.

However, Qi Chen's power made him a little overwhelmed. He only remembered that this young man had just become famous, but now he was already so powerful.

Is their generation really old?

Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind. He spoke the Buddha's words. When the Buddha's words fell on the beads, his power suddenly doubled again.

The Buddha's light shrouded the space like a huge palm.

Qi Chen has entered the Zhongdao realm, has the blood of the Desert God clan, and his physical body is even more powerful. However, when he felt this palm, he still did not dare to neglect it.

He did not draw the sword, but first sheathed it and then drew it.

There was nothing unusual about the blade before the attack, and then at a certain point, a dragon roar suddenly came out.

Although Qi Chen's Long Dragon Yin is only incomplete and only has a little meaning, as the core secret method of the Desert God Clan, even just one point is enough to dominate the outside world.

Changlong was proud, more proud than anyone else, because the Desert God clan was originally a proud race.

What Qi Chen didn't know was that legendary gods had appeared in this clan.

What is a god? It is an invincible existence below the immortal. It has been created and transcended the realm of creation, but it is still half a step away from the immortal.

Because of this, they call themselves the Desert God Clan.

Qi Chen is the descendant of God.

The white dragon is cold every inch, and the sword is flashing with light and shadow.

That's the chill of the knife.

Puff.

The long dragon passed through the Buddha's palm.

The prayer beads were knocked away.

It shot through Master Huixin's body and left a knife wound on his chest.

It submerged into the group of monsters in the distance, and then fell into the ground like a seed. Hundreds of sword lights bloomed, strangling all the monster groups there.

It's beautiful, but also terrifying.

But for Master Huixin, it was the latter, because Qi Chen's sword light pierced his heart.

He stooped and bent over, coughing and bleeding, and finally curled up on the ground like a nine-segmented shrimp that had been burned.
Chapter completed!