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Chapter 122: The Patriarch Arrives

The situation is serious and is about to break out.

At this time, a group of people came over, with sword energy and murderous intent stunning. Wherever they passed, there was no complete corpse, even the thousands of elite soldiers who had originally besieged Chu Yang could not stop it.

"What a terrible sword technique, what a terrible evil spirit!"

Lekong turned his head and looked at it, unable to help but gasp and was shocked.

"Sure enough, the world collapsed. First, Yang Guang killed the ministers, and then the great Chuyang demon appeared in the world. Then, this group of Shura killed everything!"

Venerable Jiaxiang sighed.

In a blink of an eye, a group of people had already reached the city. They all soared into the air, landed on the city wall, and knelt down on one knee towards Chu Yang: "I'm late, I hope the Lord of the Mansion will give him a crime!"

The visitor was Qin Qiong, who led the 36 Blood Guards, as well as Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.

"Get up and talk!" Chu Yang was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

After standing up, Kou Zhong said, "I was leading troops to fight on the front line, but suddenly I received news that Miss Shang was arrested. General Qin was just around the corner, so I decided to come together to rescue him, but I was one step slower than my master."

"It's good to be here!" Chu Yang nodded, "You and Ziling, here to protect Miss Shang, Qin Qiong!"

"I'm here!"

Qin Qiong replied firmly.

"Lead the Blood Guards and slaughter all the heads of forces in the city!"

Chu Yang gave the order coldly.

"Yes, the lord of the house!"

Qin Qiong answered the order and was about to leave, but Kou Zhong stepped forward and said, "Master, just have Ziling to stay, let me go too?"

"Go!"

Seeing Kou Zhong's eagerness to try, Chu Yang nodded.

At the same time, he threw Zhu Can into the sky with his big hand. With a thought, a flying knife suddenly flew up and began to strangle Zhu Can.

"Don't you like to eat people? I'll cut you off today!"

Chu Yang raised his head, his expression was cold and his eyes were ruthless.

Zhu Can, whose cultivation was sealed at a height of 100 meters, struggled desperately, but then he felt a pain coming from his body, and a nightmare was coming.

ah……!

A miserable howling, a roar of pain.

Every fifty meters he fell, he was inserted into the bone by a flying knife and brought it to a high altitude, cutting off his body of flesh as thin as a cicada's wings.

Blood rain fell, and the meat was scattered.

The miserable wail spread throughout the city.

Lekong and others closed their hands together and recited the Buddha's name silently.

This scene shocked many people, but Qin Qiong and others just watched coldly.

Chu Yang waved his hand, and they immediately left, used the Tianmiao Sword Technique, and began to slaughter.

"Dear donors, please stay..."

Just as Master Jiaxiang was about to intercept Qin Qiong and others, a stream of light flew up, flew through his throat, bringing out a series of blood beads.

Lekong's footsteps moved, but he didn't have time.

"Amitabha!" Lekong sighed with compassion and sighed slightly, "Master Chu, do you really want to kill everyone?"

"It's not that I'll kill you all, but that you're going to be in a dead end!"

Chu Yang said indifferently, "You monks have never done anything wrong. I can give you a chance to destroy your own cultivation and leave!"

"The prince is arrogant!"

Venerable Emperor Xin was furious and slapped at Chu Yang.

At the same time, Master Daoxin, Master Wisdom, and Kook took action at the same time.

Chu Yang didn't care about the three holy monks. They just had just entered the Grand Master. They had limited background and were not very strong, but Lekong put a lot of pressure on him.

"Tiantian Seal!"

Chu Yang pinched the seal with his hands, just like the divine power of the sky. He descended on the boundless deterrent power, causing Kong and the other four to pause slightly. Then he saw four streams of light flying out of Chu Yang's body at the same time and shooting towards the throats of the four.

Puff…!

Chu Yang has such rich combat experience and endless means. Taking every opportunity, Master Daoxin and the other two did not escape and followed Master Jiaxiang's footsteps.

At the critical moment, a rosary in Lekong's hand suddenly collapsed and just blocked the flying knife.

"It's a good method!"

Leaning back, he showed a shock.

If you don’t face Chu Yang, you will never be able to experience the feeling of death.

"You actually blocked it, amazing`!"

Chu Yang stepped forward, opened and closed, and with one move, he was the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.

The fist wind roared, exploding the air.

With a fluttering hand, golden light popped up, as if surrounded by a big Buddha. There was a method of subduing demons in his compassion. However, under Chu Yang's punch, he retreated again.

"Come again!"

Chu Yang followed up and blasted out again.

It is straightforward and the most powerful.

The power is oppressed and it is difficult to avoid it.

The second punch, the third punch, and the fourth punch, I finally couldn't catch it, and was shocked to give off a mouthful of blood.

"Okay, you're so powerful!"

Chu Yang was very surprised that this monk Lekong was so powerful that he could hardly believe that he could not take action at ordinary times, and he would comprehend the martial arts for many years, and his strength was greatly improved, but he was not known to outsiders.

"Come again!"

Chu Yang's blood was running, his aura rose, like a god of killing, knocking Kong out with one punch and falling rapidly towards the city.

"Since it has reached this point, there is no need to keep you!"

As he said that, his hand shook, and the flowing light shone across the sky, catching the throat of the sky.

"My life is over!"

The fallen from his back, sighed, closed his hands, and closed his eyes.

"Amitabha!"

But at this time, a middle-aged monk walked out of the crowd in the distance. He had no power at first, and undoubtedly had an ordinary monk. He stepped out and came to mid-air, blocked Lekong's body, and slapped the flying knife out with one palm.

He grabbed Li Kong again with his backhand, and slowly fell down.

"Amitabha, thank you for your help!"

Lekong immediately thanked him, but his eyes were full of doubt, and he obviously did not know this middle-aged monk.

"Who is a Buddhist, why both of you have to thank you!"

The middle-aged monk waved his hand and looked at Chu Yang on the city wall, "You really want to kill everyone?"

The faint sound, like the morning bell and evening drum, awakened the world.

When Chu Yang saw the middle-aged monk, his pupils shrank. His original spiritual reflection swept across the city, but he did not notice the abnormality of this monk. He never thought that he was a powerful person.

The feeling this person gave him was even stronger than the Dharma Ming who intercepted him at the foot of the mountain when he fled to Huoyun Mountain on the Tianwu Continent.

"Half-step soul? Or?"

Chu Yang's heart was so excited that he asked, "I wonder what the master calls him?"

"I am Jingming!"

The middle-aged monk did not hide it.

"Master Jingming?" Lekong exclaimed, obviously very shocked, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be the master in front of him."

"I haven't heard of it!"

Chu Yang shook his head.

"Of course you haven't heard of it!"

A middle-aged Taoist walked out from the other side, held a coffin in his hand, and came under the city wall. He took Ning Daoqi's body over and put it in it. After watching for a moment, he sighed and closed the lid of the coffin.
Chapter completed!
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