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The token drew a parabola and fell straight towards the position of the monk surnamed Song. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

Seeing that the matter was about to be resolved satisfactorily, many people in the Feng Mansion had smiles on their faces for the rest of their lives, and they were secretly happy.

Immortal cultivators are really terrifying, so powerful that people are desperate Cheng dù. If the other party really wants to kill, I'm afraid that none of the people present will survive.

Suddenly, the strong monk who had been standing quietly behind the monk surnamed Song, who was low-key as if there was no such person, suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a huge suction force came out of his hand.

"Senior, what do you mean?" The sick-looking young man was shocked and angry, and he faintly felt bad in his heart, as if he had fallen for the other party.

The monk surnamed Song smiled and said, "Your token was not handed over to this seat, so this seat has not violated the oath of the demon when he makes a move now!"

Listening to the words of the monk surnamed Song, the sick-looking young man only felt that his chest was filled with a breath, and his injuries were faintly affected, and his body couldn't help shaking. And the people of the Feng Mansion behind him changed their faces in unison.

In their minds, immortal cultivators are all worldly masters, first-class immortals. No one thought that the monk surnamed Song would be so despicable and shameless, and he played tricks on the oath of demons.

In fact, this is because they have too little knowledge of the immortal cultivation world, the immortal cultivation world is extremely tight because of the resources of cultivating immortals, and the intrigues and tricks among the monks are no less than those from the secular world!

At this time, Chen Yang knew that if he didn't show up, the ensuing reading would definitely be a tragic massacre against the people in Feng Fuzhong.

Chen Yang has cultivated immortals since he was a child, and he doesn't have much affection for people in the world, although he can't get used to seeing the monk surnamed Song kill innocents so indiscriminately, but if that's it, he can't bear it, and he won't rush forward and do anything to turn the tide. At most, they will report the matter to the sect afterwards, saying that there are demons in the Biqiong Islands, and they will use the power of the sect to avenge them.

After all, the other party has two foundation building period cultivators, and the cultivation is not under him, once the battle is started, although Chen Yang is very confident in his strength, he does not dare to guarantee that he will win the other party. If you get injured or even die because of this, it will become a big joke!

But now he can't help but make a move, the Wu brothers in the field are all his friends when he was in his casual cultivation career, and when he hunted demon beasts in the Luoxing Islands, he had saved his life more than once, and he naturally couldn't watch the two die in front of him.

In addition, Feng Fu is still a relative of his master Feng Daoling, so he can't stand idly by.

Thinking of this, Chen Yang's lips moved slightly, and he transmitted the sound in the direction of the Wu brothers.

Suddenly, the ears of the Wu brothers remembered Chen Yang's voice.

"Brother Wu, Second Brother Wu. You immediately escorted Marquis Feng into the building. When fighting for a while, you only need to defend well. I'll take care of the rest!"

The Wu brothers were slightly stunned, and then they were overjoyed. It turned out that Brother Chen had arrived here a long time ago, but they were just hiding in the shadows, which made them anxious for so long.

Both of them are smart people, and they quietly protected Old Marquis Feng and slowly retreated, as for the other people in the field, they didn't care. Anyway, the immediate family members of the Feng Mansion had been concentrated in the building behind them in advance, so there was no risk of any damage.

Chen Yang saw that the Wu brothers understood what he meant, he had no scruples in his heart, his spiritual power was running at full strength, an astonishing momentum emanated from his body, with a flick of his sleeves, five small red spearfish burst out, and with a slapped storage bag with his left hand, a strange tiger-shaped puppet beast appeared on the spot, and then he took out a stack of thick talismans and held it in his hand.

With a push of his divine sense, the five small crimson forks turned into five red rays, and together with the thick cyan pillars of light shot out of the mouth of the tiger-shaped puppet beast, they all attacked the strong monk.

At the same time, he was not idle in his hand, and threw out a large number of talismans, evolving all kinds of low-level and high-level spells, followed by the first two blows.

At the same time, Chen Yang successively used top-level magic weapons, fourth-level puppet beasts, and a large number of talismans to kill the three killer moves, naturally with the intention of a quick victory, striving to kill the strong monk in one fell swoop with thunderous means, and equalize the combat power of the foundation building period in the field.

Choosing a strong monk as the goal, Chen Yang also had no choice. He also knew the truth that the thief captured the king first, and the strength of the monk surnamed Song was obviously the strongest among the enemies, and killing him would be more conducive to the next battle.

However, as soon as the distance between the monk surnamed Song and Chen Yang is farther, the effect of the sneak attack will be weakened a lot. Second, the monk surnamed Song was very cautious, and since he left the inn, he always had a top-level defensive magic weapon floating around him.

Chen Yang thought that he was not sure to kill the monk surnamed Song with one blow, and considered that it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, so he decisively changed the target of the sneak attack to the junior brother of the monk surnamed Song.

The elbow and armpit were too close, and the strong monk had no time to react at all, and the defensive magic weapon around his body was shattered without having the slightest effect, and immediately, his body was completely engulfed by Chen Yang's thunder three blows.

After a series of loud rumbling sounds, a large pit appeared in the place where the strong monk was located. There was nothing else in the pit, only dozens of fragments of magic weapons and the token, lying quietly at the bottom of the pit.

The strong monk has completely disappeared from the world like this!

As early as when Chen Yang had just removed his disguise, the monk surnamed Song already felt that something was wrong, this amazing momentum, powerful spiritual pressure, was clearly something that only monks in the foundation building period could have, but it was not the breath of his own junior brother, but it appeared behind him, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart.

The monk surnamed Song hurriedly turned his head, but what made him stunned was that he happened to see the scene where Chen Yang's earth-shattering blow completely wiped his junior brother from the world!

At this time, the camouflage effect of the Demon Yan Dan had completely disappeared, Chen Yang restored his original face, and with a move of his right hand, the token obediently flew into his hand, and his body disappeared from the spot with a flicker, and reappeared, but at the door of the small building.

"Ah, it's you!" the monk surnamed Zhu recognized Chen Yang and exclaimed. Immediately, I had a bad heart.

Sure enough, the monk surnamed Song asked angrily, "Do you recognize him?"

"No, I don't know!" the monk surnamed Zhu shook his head like a drum, desperately denying it.

Seeing that the gaze of the monk surnamed Song was getting colder and colder, the monk surnamed Zhu felt a chill in his heart, and finally said, "I have seen it once." Just three days ago, he disguised himself as a fifth-level Qi cultivator and passed by the Feng Mansion. ”

"Why didn't you report it?" the monk surnamed Song asked calmly, but anyone could hear the anger.

"This ......" The monk surnamed Zhu was speechless for a while, he couldn't say that he regarded Chen Yang as a big fat sheep, just wait for the aftermath to go and kill people and seize treasures.

"Hmph, what's the use of leaving you for one?"

The monk surnamed Song was furious, and with a wave of his right hand, a black mang flew out, knocking out a bowl-sized blood hole in the chest of the monk surnamed Zhu, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

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