The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 123
The ginkgo tree snapped.

It fell to the ground and raised a cloud of dust.

Then, the trunk began to emit a golden light.

Xu Chen quickly ran to the side of the tree trunk, squatted down and wanted to touch the ginkgo branches.

His hands trembled slightly. "A Wu..."

The moment his hand touched it, the fallen ginkgo tree became more and more golden, and it turned into a branch in the blink of an eye.

The hand stopped in mid-air, as if stopped by time and space.

There was silence all around.

The moment the tree was cut down, the prince thought to himself: Not good.

He knows the significance of this tree to Xu Chen, now...

The prince stopped fighting, turned around and exited the fighting circle.

The surrounding assassins also stopped, looking at them with unfriendly and apprehensive eyes.

For a while, it became a confrontation between the two sides.

The monk was half-kneeling on the ground, keeping that posture silently.

He began to exude a very evil and strange aura.There is also palpable grief.

"Heh." Xu Chen chuckled suddenly.

In this quiet atmosphere, it is extraordinarily clear.

He stretched out his white and slender hand, picked up a sword dropped by someone at his feet, then stood up and turned around slowly.

All the people present stared slightly, looking at the monk whose eyes were lingering in blackness but shimmering red.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and the evil spirit on his body was shocking.

The prince was the first to notice something was wrong, and quickly grabbed the guard's arm and growled, "Run!"

The other assassins also retreated faintly.

However, the knife light flashed, but for a moment.

The two assassins who cut down the ginkgo tree fell to the ground one after another.

Not far away, the body of the monk holding the long sword was still clean, but the sword turned from white to red, and blood was dripping down drop by drop.

The prince never thought that things would turn out like this.

The remaining assassins looked at each other and wanted to move forward with their knives, but none of them really dared to do so.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the leader hurriedly shouted: "Withdraw!"

"what!"

An assassin just climbed up the wall, but fell to the ground with a scream.

There was a black mist around him.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at the monk not far away in horror.

"Who will let you go?"

Xu Chen smiled and held on to the sword, stepping forward step by step.

The blackness in his eyes was even worse.

Seeing his appearance, the prince frowned: "Xu Chen, you should be sober."

Hearing this, Xu Chen stopped, tilted his head and looked at him wantonly. "I'm sober."

He was very sober, so he clearly knew that there was a bloodthirsty force in his body, and he let it explode.

In the same way, he felt that his life was slowly draining away.

But what does it matter?

His Ah Wu can't come back...

It was all caused by these people in front of them.

All of them!

So let them disappear, all of them disappear...

There was always such a gloomy voice in his heart that drove him.

Xu Chen looked at them indifferently.

After that, except for the prince and his guards, all the assassins lay half dead on the ground.

When the abbot Master Yuande came, he saw such a scene.

He stared at the upright Xuchen with wide eyes in astonishment.

"Amitabha, Xuchen, do you know what you are doing? A monk is compassionate. You have violated the precept of killing!"

"Killing ring?" Xu Chen raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the prince.

His eyes turned casually to the abbot.

"I have already committed a crime."

(End of this chapter)