Forced to join Kongoji Temple at the beginning

Chapter 81 Night Encounter
Snapped!
The two palms intersected and collided in mid-air.

This palm was even more powerful, like a large wave of terrifying air blasting directly in the grass.

In all directions, the grass that was as high as a person was blown wildly and rattled.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering sounded.

Ning Chuan's palm broke the opponent's arm without a doubt on the spot, and the wide palm gleamed like a diamond, and landed firmly on the man's chest.

That person felt bad when he first touched it, but unfortunately there was no extra time to react, his arm was broken, his chest was sunken, his eyes went dark, and blood spurted out from his seven orifices.

boom!
The corpse flew upside down on the spot.

All of his clothes exploded.

The chest was sunken, and all the broken bones flew out from the back, densely packed, hitting the entire back like a sieve.

Mighty Vajra Palm!
Ning Chuan didn't even shake his body, he quickly looked at the monk and asked in surprise, "Friend, how are you?"

puff!
The monk spat out another mouthful of blood and looked at Ning Chuan in horror.

He was as dead as hell.

barely reacted.

Who the hell is this guy?

The killer invited by the Sanhe gang was killed by his palm just like that?
Is he the 'Hunyuan God's Palm', or is this guy the 'Hunyuan God's Palm'?
"Cough, poor monk, I'm done, thank you...thank you, the benefactor, for saving your life..."

The monk coughed up blood.

"Finished? 'Hunyuanshen Palm' terminated the monk?"

Ning Chuan was surprised.

Just saw this name on the list during the day.

Actually met at night!

But how did this guy end up like this?

"Master, what happened?"

Ning Chuan asked curiously.

"Ahem, the Sanhe gang secretly colluded with Tianshalou, took the risk, attempted to poison all the gangsters in the Black Mist Forest, took advantage of the opportunity, and accidentally heard the news from the poor monk, Tianshalou sent a master to kill me... Benefactor , you... You should go and report the news, people from all corners of the world have already rushed to the Black Mist Forest, once the heroes gather, they will all encounter poisonous hands..."

Jiejie monk vomited blood.

Ning Chuan was stunned, and quickly digested in his mind, and said:

"You mean that old leader escaped into the Black Mist Forest after winning the opportunity during the day, and now the Three Rivers Gang wants to take the opportunity to kill everyone? So where is the Black Mist Forest?
If there were really so many gangsters around, even if the Sanhe Gang wanted to kill someone, he might not be able to do it easily, but if one or two escaped, wouldn't the Sanhe Gang be afraid of being liquidated afterwards? "

"No, the people of the Three Rivers Gang are only responsible for keeping an eye on them secretly. The real attack will be the Tianshalou. The Tianshalou has the highly poisonous 'Immortal Drunk'. Once released, it will float with the wind and cover the entire Black Mist Forest. Even if they Kill everyone, and the Three Rivers Gang can get rid of all responsibilities afterwards."

Ending the difficulty of the monk, he held Ning Chuan's arm tightly, and said, "The Black Mist Forest is not far ahead, with a radius of [-] miles, there are overgrown grasses, high mountains and dense forests, and it is extremely complicated. The old leader took the opportunity, so he should be hiding in the In the 'Lost Swamp' in the deepest part of the Black Mist Forest, once the heroes gather, they will definitely be attacked by the poisonous smoke from the Heavenly Slaughter Building, and it will be difficult to escape!"

Ning Chuan understood instantly.

That's it!

"However, master, if I really go to report the letter, I'm afraid that the heroes will not believe me. They will only think that I am greedy for opportunities and want to deliberately deceive everyone to leave, and it may even backfire."

"This this…"

The monk Li Jie's face was pale, he was anxious for a while, and suddenly coughed up blood violently again.

Ning Chuan's face changed slightly, and he immediately took off his shirt, only to see a huge black handprint on the other's chest, back and back, which was sunken by half a centimeter, and traces of black blood spilled out.

"Poison Palm!
His eyes flashed, and he said, "Master, don't worry, I'll heal the master first, otherwise, if it continues to drag on, the poison will enter the heart, and it will be difficult to treat."

"Okay, thank you benefactor, dare to ask the benefactor's name?"

Jiejie monk spoke with difficulty.

What Ning Chuan said before was right, even if he reported it, it would be difficult to win the trust of everyone, who would believe it?
In this way, all the heroes will definitely not be able to escape this level!
Even if he wanted to entrust Ning Chuan to move the rescuers now, it was already too late.

Tianshalou acted extremely fast. After tonight, those quacks were doomed to die.

"My surname is Lu, my first name is Junyi, and I was given the nickname 'Hebei Yuqilin'!"

Ning Chuan opened his mouth, began to use his power, and threw it towards the back of the monk Jiejie.

boom!
This monk is not just as simple as being poisoned by the palm of his body. This palm shattered his shoulder blades and displaced all his internal organs. Even if the poison in his body was forced out by Ning Chuan, he would not be able to do it again in a short time.

Ning Chuan never imagined that such an outstanding figure would be beaten so badly!

"It turned out to be Lu Shaoxia. My injuries were caused by the opponent's sneak attack. The masters of Tianshalou are all proficient in poison palms and concealment methods. The person just now was not the one who injured me. The real masters have other methods." people…"

The monk Jie Jie panted heavily, wanting to introduce the situation to Ning Chuan and make Ning Chuan be careful.

But suddenly, Ning Chuan's face changed, and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the depths of the dense grass, from far to near, mixed with the sound of weapons breaking through the air.

"someone is coming!"

He immediately whispered, withdrew his inner strength for a while, and signaled the monk Jiejie to hold his breath.

Jie Jie's expression changed, and he immediately remained motionless.

Sure enough, there are follow-up pursuers!
The footsteps in the grass were extremely hurried, and they quickly searched nearby.

"Wang Sanyuan is dead, search!"

A cold and hoarse shout suddenly sounded not far away.

The Wang Sanyuan he was talking about was obviously the one who was shaken to death by Ning Chuan's palm just now.

Puff puff!
The dense grass in all directions was quickly cut open with a sword.

Suddenly, someone noticed the two of Ning Chuan, their eyes turned cold, and they sternly shouted, "Here!"

Whoosh!
The sword's light was like lightning, unpredictable, and it stabbed directly at Ning Chuan's body.

As soon as Ning Chuan rushed past, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed instantly, with a bright and cold light, with great force, it directly collided with the opponent's long sword.

He is not proficient in swordsmanship at all, but he is powerful enough to hold him back.

Click!

With a sword strike, sparks burst out, extremely dazzling.

The face of the man on the opposite side changed, and he felt as if a mountain had hit the long sword in his hand, causing his long sword to burst. With a bang, the tiger's mouth shattered, and his entire arm lost his senses instantly.

Pieces of shattered sword shavings were blown by the terrifying wind, and immediately turned into hidden weapons, crackling and hitting him all over the body.

Puff puff puff!
With just one move, the man turned into flesh and blood in an instant, blood splashed all over his body, and pieces of sword shavings passed through his body.

This is not a big deal.

The long sword in Ning Chuan's hand followed closely through his body, and his whole body pierced through his body. With a bang, two halves of his body flew out, blood flying indiscriminately.

A master in the mid-stage of accumulating Qi, he will die with one move!
The expression on Monk Lijie's face changed.

What a powerful force!

This is his swordsmanship?
"There are experts!"

"kill!"

From other directions, seven or eight men in black jumped up.

Each hand-held sharp weapon is extremely fast.

After Ning Chuan's blow, he knew it instantly, his body jumped out suddenly, and the long sword in his hand swung like a shooting star, slashing fiercely with another person again.

Others use the sword to stab, pick, and point, striving for endless changes, but he is the only one who opens and closes widely, mainly chopping.

Click!

There was another extremely piercing metallic sound.

The air is billowing and surging, sweeping with force.

puff!
The man let out a miserable snort, and directly encountered the same fate as the man in black before. The long sword exploded and turned into countless debris, densely packed, hitting him all over.

Puff!
Ning Chuan's long sword swept across and cut him in half.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of metal swords behind him, and two masters rushed from behind like lightning, one swept towards the back of his neck, and the other rolled on the spot, directly attacking his lower body, Sweep his legs.

Ning Chuan jumped up in a flash, his body suddenly rose several feet, and he was so fast that he swung his sword with his backhand and slashed at one of them.

The man hurriedly wanted to block, but with a click, the long sword in his hand exploded, and the corpse flew horizontally.

The remaining one quickly rolled over on the spot, feeling terrified, and left quickly.

But after Ning Chuan landed, his movements were extremely fast, he swung his long sword directly, followed closely, and slashed wildly with the long sword in his hand, whistling, extremely fast.

The few remaining men in black rushed over quickly.

clang!clang!clang!clang…

Click!Click!click...

There was a sound of swords breaking, and screams echoed.

Then, one after another corpses flew out quickly, bloody and horrible.

Finally, Ning Chuan put away his sword and stood up, his clothes were loose, blood dripping from his long sword.

Herbs snapped in all directions, and the wind whimpered.

At this moment, it is really a poem!
Clang!
The long sword returned to its sheath, making a deafening sound, which lasted for a long time.

The monk Jiejie on one side had a dull expression, like a wood carving.

(End of this chapter)