Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2695 Miss me?
The Soul-Eating Rod was activated by Yuan Chaochen's spiritual power. There are countless small holes on the Soul-Eating Rod, which are as big as the eyes of needles. They can devour spiritual objects and human souls. This should be a very powerful magic weapon of their corpse spirit lineage. Seeing that Xiao Mengmeng was suppressed by the soul-eating stick, unable to break free, and let out a painful howl, I gritted my teeth, raised the sword soul again, and stabbed at Yuan Chaochen's chest. Yuan Chaochen raised his head, full of tears. He glanced at me contemptuously, and suddenly grabbed the sword soul in my hand with his other hand, filled with black mist.

The sword soul that originally shone with purple light was grabbed by his black hand, and the runes on it dimmed a few points. Yuan Chaochen turned to look at me, and snorted coldly: "Wu Jiuyin, I I want you to regret being my enemy and make you watch everyone around you die tragically one by one, so that you can understand the pain I felt when I lost my loved ones!"

After all, Yuan Chaochen kicked up and kicked towards me. The angle of his kick was very tricky. I just wanted to dodge it but it was too late. Fly out.

My chest felt extremely tight, my internal organs were rolling, and I almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Yuan Chaochen at this time is different from before. With my current cultivation level, there is no way I can compete with him.

I could only grit my teeth and stand up unsteadily from the ground again. Holding the sword soul, I wanted to kill it with my eyes.

Yuan Chaochen kept laughing wildly, and the soul-eating stick in his hand made a "wishy" sound. The scarlet evil spirit that filled Xiao Mengmeng's body was constantly being swallowed by the soul-eating stick.

Xiao Mengmeng struggled fiercely, trying to break away from the devouring power of the soul-eating stick, but the soul-eating stick was like a corpse-devouring ruler. Once it got involved, it was too difficult to break free.

Seeing Xiao Mengmeng struggling and wailing, my heart was bleeding. I could only give a loud shout and kill Yuan Chaochen again regardless of my own safety.

At this moment, Yi Yiyang and Qing An were entangled by the Blackwater Holy Spirit Cult members brought by Yuan Chaochen and were unable to escape.

I can only rely on myself to fight Yuan Chaochen, even though I know that doing so will not be of much use, it is just a waste of effort, but I can't bear to depend on me for life, and Xiao Mengmeng, who is regarded as a daughter, is devoured like this The stick was swallowed.

Once again, I ran to Yuan Chaochen's side and slashed at him with my sword. Yuan Chaochen was about to raise his hand and slap me with his palm. Suddenly, a golden light bloomed across the sky and hit us. Come over.

Yuan Chaochen's expression froze, and suddenly, the palm changed its trajectory and slapped towards the golden light that hit him.

With a "bang" sound, Yuan Chaochen let out a muffled groan and stepped back seven or eight steps before stopping. The black energy of the soul-eating stick in his hand quickly gathered, and Xiao Mengmeng was finally able to escape. He flew over to me, his little body trembling with fear, and the scarlet evil energy emanating from his body actually dimmed a bit.

I saw clearly just now that the magic weapon that hit Yuan Chaochen was Ziliang Mountain's Zijin Bowl, the treasure of Ziliang Mountain.

So, is this guy Hua Monk here?
I quickly turned around and looked in the direction where the purple golden bowl came from.

Yuan Chaochen was obviously a little shaken, and he followed me and looked in that direction, and said angrily: "Who is it? Get out of here!"

"It's me... Xiao Chaochen, you really don't forget to eat and don't forget to beat you. Lord, I haven't beaten you in just a few days. You're itchy again. Did you come all the way from Jiaozhou just to get beaten? ?”

The speaker was none other than Monk Hua. He was holding a purple gold bowl in his hand and walking towards us with square steps. Behind him were two great monks, both of whom looked to be around 80 years old, and Hui Jue. The master is about the same age.

She is still an old woman. Although she is wearing a red cassock and has Buddhist beads around her neck, her smile is still cynical.

Seeing Laohua suddenly appearing here, I was so excited that I almost shed tears.

Damn, this guy came just in time.

Monk Hua quickly walked up to me, touched me hard with his shoulder, and almost knocked me to the ground. He said in a mean manner: "Oh... look at how miserable you are. Without me, Lao Hua, , your famous Wu Jiuyin can't play with it either, how about it, do you miss me?"

"Ahem... Amitabha... Abbot, please pay attention to your identity. You are now the abbot of Ziliang Mountain, representing the face of our Ziliang Mountain. You should pay attention to your own image..." A big monk said solemnly said.

"Uncle Huikong... what you said is very true. I will definitely pay attention to it in the future... I will definitely pay attention..." The cheap monk Hua quickly suppressed his cynical smile and said politely to the old monk next to him.

The two great monks stood on one side of Laohua, their faces expressionless and they stopped talking.

However, Laohua's character is definitely the kind of dog that can't change its habit of eating shit. He turned around and hugged my shoulders, and secretly gave me a wink, and said with a mean smile: "I asked you just now, do you miss me?"

"I want to be an asshole, but I'm not gay." I rolled my eyes at Laohua, but I was still very happy. Seeing Laohua, I really felt like we were reunited after a long separation, but I didn't know why, but I still couldn't help but rush. Two sentences from him.

When Yuan Chaochen, who was standing not far away, saw Monk Hua coming over, except for a brief panic at the beginning, he quickly returned to his previous appearance and said with a sneer: "Okay... I was worried about where to find a thief like you. Tu, you came here yourself and saved me from going to Ziliang Mountain to seek revenge on you, just in time to kill you all."

"Yuan Chaochen, when we two brothers are talking, can you please stop interrupting? We'll deal with you later after we finish talking. Don't worry about being beaten for now!" Monk Hua glared at Yuan Chaochen and said.

Yuan Chaochen was furious, and he came towards us with a soul-eating stick. The two old monks who were standing beside Laohua just stepped forward and blocked Yuan Chaochen's way.

Just now I heard Laohua calling one of the great monks 'Uncle Huikong'. In other words, these two old monks are of the same generation as Master Huijue, and their cultivation levels are definitely the same. They can temporarily compete with Yuan Chaochen. There's definitely nothing wrong with that.

Sure enough, the two old monks were shaking with energy, their cassocks were beating in the wind. One was holding Buddhist beads in his hand, and the other was waving a vajra stick. They fought with Yuan Chaochen. The two old monks fought Yuan Chaochen was caught in the middle and attacked fiercely, not losing at all for a while.

(End of this chapter)