I'm just a goblin!

Chapter 48

No nonsense, as soon as the eyes of the two sides made contact, the battle began in a blink of an eye.

Han Chen took the lead in kicking the ground hard, and rushed towards Wang Shui.

"Humph!"

Wang Shui's expression turned cold, and he sacrificed ten sword talismans with brilliant spiritual light.

He would be careless only when he was concentrating on dealing with Gu Yongyuan just now, but this time he was tough and tough, he had to let the bull demon understand how powerful the monks of the Six Swords Pavilion are.

"Burn!"

wow.

The ten sword talismans ignited flames, and immediately turned into ten radiant lightsabers.

"go with!"

Wang Shui directed the ten lightsabers to fly in a circle above his head, and immediately pointed at Han Chen with two fingers together.

shhhhhh!
Ten lightsabers shot towards Han Chenbiao with billowing sword energy.

Some are tough and fierce, some are feminine and treacherous, some are as fierce as flames, and some are as violent as thunder.

In the blink of an eye, the first lightsaber was in front of Han Chen.

The sharp sword energy rushed towards his face, Han Chen gritted his teeth fiercely, and pushed the back dragon's divine power to the extreme, the veins in his arms popped up, and he swung the Kaiyuan ax and slashed down.

boom!
The lightsaber exploded, sputtering out brilliant aura.

Han Chen only felt a tearing pain coming from the tiger's mouth, and the soles of his feet retreated again and again.

But there was no chance to breathe, and the remaining nine lightsabers followed one after another.

what!
He shouted violently, and the monster power around him was boiling like a boil. Immediately, he grasped the Kaiyuan ax tightly and slashed out nine streaks of crimson blood-like demon power ax light.

Boom boom boom!
The lightsaber exploded again and again, blasting out brilliant auras of light in the dark and vast snowy night, as gorgeous as blooming fireworks.

Han Chen's mouth was bleeding profusely, and the joints of his arms were aching.

"Monster lock formation, start!!"

It's just that he hasn't caught his breath yet, Wang Shui has activated the prefabricated formation.

I saw a palm-sized ordinary formation disk hanging in front of him, and his hands were quickly changing the formation and handprints.

The human race has four unique skills, pills, formations, magic charms, and sword repair.

Speaking of this formation alone, after the research and improvement of countless human formation masters, the formation can be prefabricated in advance like a talisman.

As long as the human monks master a few superficial formations to manipulate the handprints, they can easily control them.

In addition to the prefabricated formations, there are also prepared formations, just like the transformation that Han Chen asked Chen Shitao to deploy in Chiniu Cave, which can be activated automatically as long as it is triggered.

Now the water regia is naturally using the former - the prefabricated formation.

Han Chen also has a formation master himself, so he naturally understands the power of formations.

His heart sank, and just as he was about to retreat wildly, a circle of spiritual light lit up on the ground under his feet.

Wang Shui used ten sword talismans in a row to force him into the formation.

Crash.

Several formation chains appeared out of thin air, and instantly wrapped around Han Chen's arms, legs, feet, and waist.

Seeing that Han Chen was trapped, Wang Shui couldn't help but sneered cruelly, and immediately slapped the gourd on his waist hard.

Whoosh!
The gourd emitted a purple light.

The purple light instantly turned into a flying sword that was also two feet eight inches.

The name of this flying sword is Ziying. Although the grade is not very high, and it has not yet fully formed, it has already begun to have the momentum of a flying sword.

If it is said that the Golden Light Sword was raised by Wang Shui's frugality, then the purple tassel was raised by Wang Shui's efforts to sell iron, bit by bit from the gap between his teeth, and it is all the work of painstaking efforts.

"go with!"

Wang Shui put his fingers together and pointed at Han Chen's head.

call out!
Ziying shot away, leaving behind a beautiful light tail.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the flying sword soared to Han Chen's eyebrows.

dead!
Wang Shui's eyes were full of pleasure.

But the next moment, all the formation chains wrapped around Han Chen's body suddenly shattered.

Wang Shui's heart trembled, and his face changed dramatically.

How can it be?

This demon-locking array can trap the bull demon for at least five or six breaths, so why was it broken by the bull demon just as he was upper body.

Unless, unless the cow demon has a special formation to break the formation.

Bang!
Before Wang Shui could react, Han Chen stretched out his big hand, squeezed the air with five fingers, and grabbed the purple tassel flying sword that was about to penetrate between his eyebrows.

It's just a tiny bit off.

There was even a shallow hole between his eyebrows pierced by the sword energy, and dark red blood overflowed from it.

"return!"

Wang Shui's face was terrified, and he recalled Feijian with all his strength.

But Han Chen held the flying sword tightly, staring at Wang Shui cruelly and teasingly, he didn't care at all that his palm was injured by the sword energy, and blood was dripping between his fingers.

"Give me back the flying sword!!"

Shui Wang roared hysterically.

Han Chen bared his teeth, squeezed the Ziying Flying Sword, stuffed half of it into his mouth, and then bit down hard.

giggle!

Even if Ziying is immature, it is still a flying sword, and its texture is extremely hard.

But Han Chen didn't care, he urged Rolling Monster Power, snapped and bit, and after breaking two big teeth, he crushed Ziying Feijian in one bite.

click!
Ordinary magic weapons are connected to the monk's life, not to mention the sword cultivator's flying sword.

what--

Blood flowed from Wang Shui's ears and the corners of his eyes at the same time, holding his head and screaming in pain.

At the same time, Gu Yongyuan in Chiniu Cave noticed that the golden light sword sank suddenly and almost fell to the ground, so he knew that Han Chen had severely injured the enemy.

He quickly condensed all his true energy, immediately erected the long sword in his hand, and shouted violently:
"Bright Moon Sword Style!"

Handing out a sword, the light of the sword is really as bright as a bright moon.

boom!
The surging sword light poured all over the golden lightsaber.

No matter how hard it was to support the golden lightsaber, which was already at the end of its strength, a hair-thin crack suddenly opened on the sword body, and then the luster gradually dimmed, and it fell down.

Although it was just a hair-like crack, what Feijian fed back to Wang Shui was a serious injury that went deep into the heart.

puff!
At the foot of Chiniu Mountain, Wang Shui suddenly spurted out a mouthful of stuffy blood, his eyes dimmed, and his momentum declined to the extreme.

Feeling that the power of the feast was fading rapidly, Han Chen picked up the Kaiyuan ax and walked towards Wang Shui.

"I... I am the inspector disciple of the Six Swords Pavilion. If you kill me, the inspector elder of the Six Swords Pavilion will definitely investigate to the end."

Wang Shui stared at Han Chen in horror, sitting on the ground and retreating again and again.

Han Chen was expressionless.

Wang Shui hurriedly took out a handful of low-level talismans from his sleeve, and threw them at Han Chen.

A fist-sized fireball, a flash of dazzling thunder, and a powerful stream of water, these messy talismans, hit Han Chen without pain or itching.

Wang Shui burst into tears in despair.

He is not Liu Tong, the head of the Golden Snake Cult, and he doesn't have so many messy methods. Almost all resources are spent on the two flying swords.

Coupled with the eleven sword talismans and the demon-locking array just now, these are all his trump cards.

"Don't kill me, as long as you let me go, I..."

Wang Shui knelt down to beg, and as soon as his head hit the ground, his neck was cut off by Han Chen with an axe, and a fountain of blood gushed out.

The panel experience value has reached 5000, and the total experience value has reached more than [-].

But even if the experience value has broken through the [-] mark, the little plus sign in the column of blood is still gray and unresponsive.

Hey!
Han Chen cursed inwardly, the first bloodline upgrade only took [-] experience, but the second time it was not even [-].

Suddenly, a wave of weakness flooded his body, and Han Chen's three-meter-high figure slowly shrank, and finally turned into a juvenile little bull demon.

"Your Majesty!"

Yumian came flying from a distance, hugged Han Chen, and wept with joy.

The enemy is powerful, and she has been worried about Han Chen's safety.

"I am fine."

Han Chen grinned, stuck out his fat tongue, and licked the tear stains on the girl's face.

Gu Yongyuan and Jiang Wood followed closely behind.

"The head is Wang Shui, the inspection disciple of the Six Swords Pavilion!" Jiang Wood had a serious face after finding out Wang Shui's identity.

The inspecting disciples of the Six Swords Pavilion are always the first to discover crises and the rebellion of the human race, so the Six Swords Pavilion attaches great importance to the death of each inspecting disciple, and even sends Jindan Daxiu to investigate personally.

"Cow demon, leave this place to us to clean, you leave quickly."

Gu Yongyuan was experienced and knew that the longer Han Chen stayed, the longer the evil spirit would last.

Not only the evil spirit, but also other traces of the battle must be erased one by one.

The inspecting elders of the Six Swords Pavilion are all meticulous, as long as they have the slightest clue, they can follow the clues.

"let's go!"

Han Chen understands that professional matters must be handled by professional people.

As for searching for corpses, that is absolutely impossible.

Almost all cultivators will leave indelible marks on their belongings for easy tracking.

The disciples of the Six Swords Pavilion even swallowed a special elixir every day.

This kind of elixir has no great use, the only use is to give the flesh and blood a unique mark.

Once the disciples of the Six Swords Pavilion are devoured by the big monster, the big monster will be locked up and killed by the Six Swords Pavilion immediately.

The physical body is still like this, let alone other things.

　Finished finishing at [-]:[-] in the morning
　　Life is so hard, macho tears
　　
　
(End of this chapter)