Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 29: Fury and Change.
The white-haired old man was a little confused at this time. He felt that everything in front of him was black. The beautiful lady disappeared, and a Taoist as strong as a bear appeared in front of him.

The huge shadow blocked the light and enveloped his figure. He didn't need to smell it to know that the person in front of him was filled with the pure Yang aura that he hated most.

"Speak, did you leave your vocal cords at home?"

"I want this hatchet, but I don't want to give you the money. What do you think I should do?"

"Is there anything else? I want to buy a few more."

Yi Chen picked up the white-haired old man's hatchet, flicked the edge of the knife with his hand, and smiled ferociously in the moonlight.

He really wanted this knife, and he wasn't just talking about it.

Not long after he held it, a trickle of cool breath was introduced into his body, and the crimson value immediately increased by twenty points, which undoubtedly surprised and delighted him.

He picked up the hatchet, put it away on his belt, and stretched out his big hand to hook the old man in front of the white-haired man. His expression was arrogant, like a bully.

Yi Chen noticed something was wrong when dark clouds covered the moon in front of him. He sensed a sudden burst of Yin energy not far from him in Nancheng District, so he immediately rushed over.

After observing secretly for a second or two, he realized that the Yin Qi on this evil spirit was not as strong as he thought, and was comparable to the Yin Qi of the old ghost selling melons in the underworld.

Danger -50 points

Sense of justice +500 points.
So he first used his magic power to ignite the triangle talisman and seal, and then decisively chose to take action and rescued Master Shuiyue.

Looking at the young Taoist in front of him who was wearing Taoist robes but looked like a bandit, the white-haired old man also realized what he was doing.

It seemed like he had been robbed.

It's really off the mark.

A wave of anger rushed to his Tianling Gai.

A weird evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to speak when a strong wind suddenly hit him. Yi Chen had already begun to take the lead in a sneak attack.

He hit the white-haired old man's heart with a powerful and heavy knee-kick.

This knee-bump almost made the white-haired old man's eyes bulge out. Stars flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen his own great-grandmother.

His whole body also began to move towards the clouds under the action of huge force. However, this was far from the end. Yi Chen's body was slightly arched, his legs were slightly bent, and his leg muscles suddenly swelled.

His whole body jumped like a spring, and his figure instantly moved above the body of the white-haired old man.

The elbow filled with lavender pure Yang energy hit the white-haired old man's neck hard.

The white-haired old man accelerated his fall faster than his ascent.

boom!
A loud bang.

The whole body of the white-haired old man was embedded in the street paved with long bluestone slabs, and his whole body sank in.

Taking the position where he fell as the center of the circle, fine lines of cracks spread out.

The explosion caused a cloud of smoke and dust.

At this time, Master Lianhua and Taoist Master Qingxu happened to rush over and saw Yi Chen leap high and hit the white-haired old man with an elbow.

The two of them opened their eyes wide at the same time, as if they had seen a ghost.

In particular, Taoist Priest Qingxu was even more surprised. This is not right.

There must be a big difference between the fighting style of Taoist Yiseko and his master.

He twitched his nose and looked at the lavender inner energy permeating Yi Chen's body attentively, feeling even more confused.

"It's the breath of pure Yang power, but it's not as pure as Baiyunzi, and the color is wrong."

"But it's not far behind the true power of pure Yang. It also has a great restraint effect on evil spirits. Moreover, this inhuman and unparalleled power is simply incredible. It is simply not like a physical body that humans can possess."

At this time, a doubt suddenly came to Taoist Qingxu's mind.

"Could it be that Taoist Master Yi Chengzi is really a genius? Based on the Taishang Lingfei Chunyang Origin Taoist Sutra, he has blazed a new path?"

"Or does the Hidden Dragon Temple have a secret inheritance, and Taoist Master Yichengzi is following the second path?" "Hiss, the tiger will never fall. This Hidden Dragon Temple really has a deep foundation and long-lasting blessings."

Taoist Priest Qingxu's face became a little uncertain for a moment when he thought of these possibilities.

Originally, after Bai Yunzi's death, among the major forces in Fengyun Temple, he should be the leader of Huanzhen Temple. His senior brother, the master of Huanzhen Temple, was a powerful figure at the peak of refining Qi.

It is possible to step into the realm of refining Qi and transforming into God at any time.

this…..
For a moment, Taoist Qingxu thought a lot.

Master Shuiyue stood behind Yi Chen, looking at the demon-like figure in front of her, Ru Yusu covering her red lips with her hands, the shock in her heart could not be greater.

It's too terrifying, too violent. Is this the power of Chunyang Taoism?

The blood is like a furnace, and the pure yang reaches the sky.

It is indeed a powerful path second only to thunder method in warding off evil spirits.

The three people's eyes converged, focusing on Yi Chen, and then moved to the human-shaped hole in front.

"do you died?"

A question arose in the minds of the three of them at the same time.

Yi Chen put his hands behind his back and looked ahead, but there was not much joy in his heart.

He always felt that things would not be that simple. After all, this was a powerful evil spirit that could silently kill more than 200 people in one night. It was impossible for him to kill him in just these two attacks.

Sure enough, a coughing sound sounded from the pit, and a stooped white-haired old man stood up from the pit with difficulty.

"Taoist priest is really powerful, but it's a pity that your pure Yang aura is not pure."

The white-haired old man's sinister voice sounded from all directions, and just by listening to the voice, one could detect the viciousness and hatred in his heart.

Like a zombie, he stood up in an arc using his heels as a fulcrum, stretched out his skinny chicken claw-like hands, pressed back his protruding eyeballs, then twisted his hands against his head, exerted force with both hands, and directly He removed his head and spine.

A headless old man stood in the middle of the long street, endless black ghostly energy gushing out from the section of his neck.

"I want you to die!"

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his thin body became swollen, his aura became more and more terrifying, and his body even reached a height of nearly two meters.

The head is the hilt of the sword, and the spine is the blade.

A headless old man held his own head and strode towards Yi Chen.

The rich black ghost energy gushing out from his neck turned into three black smoke skulls and rushed towards Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Qingxu respectively.

This scene is so ghostly that everyone watching it feels numb at the same time.

This evil spirit is so cruel and confident.

Facing Yi Chen and the four of them, they actually wanted to fight one against four and eat them all.

"Teacher, be careful."

"presumptuous!"

"Insanity!"

Master Shuiyue, Master Lianhua, and Taoist Qingxu each shouted loudly, and then each used their own means to meet the black smoke skull.

Yi Chen stared at the headless white-haired old man rushing towards him, his body full of pure Yang energy, but his mind was very calm.

He pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword fiercely, and the lavender pure Yang inner energy roared at full power, causing the hem of his Taoist robe to fly up.

"If you want to kill this poor man, you have to see if you have the strength."

Yi Chen yelled loudly, and the pure Yang inner energy became more and more excited. The sword light on the Dragon-Slaying Sword surged by three points. In an instant, the Dragon-Slaying Sword met the spine sword of the headless white-haired old man.

(End of this chapter)