The person who had just arrived was dressed in monk robes. He had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and an eye-catching bald head.
Who else could it be but the little monk Yan Chen?
Xiao Chen had always heard the little monk say that he was an expert, a very powerful expert. A middle-stage Star Venerate did not interest him at all.
Even his own saber skills were only a little interesting in his eyes, and he still needed his guidance.
He didn't believe it. He didn't believe it at all.
However, the earlier scene flabbergasted everyone. Yan Zhe, who had just advanced to Holy Venerate, could not even catch a single saber strike from Xiao Chen.
Even though Yan Zhe had already suffered a series of blows from Lin Fan previously and had sustained injuries that were neither heavy nor light.
However, no matter what, he was still a Holy Venerate.
Silver light flickered. Just like that, he was cleaved into two halves, his life force gone and his soul scattered.
The three great Devil Sect Elders, the three great pirate captains, the many rogue cultivators, and the chief true disciples of the Devil Sect were all frightened.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Was he still a monk?
He had delicate features, but how could he be so ruthless and heartless? He did not have the slightest scruple of the Buddhist precepts. He killed as soon as he said he would, not showing any mercy at all. He was not afraid of violating the precept of killing.
"Little monk, you are an eminent monk of the Buddhist Sect. How can you collude with this white-clothed mad demon? He is a great villain who has fallen into the demonic path! "
The Fantasy Cloud Sect's Elder Gao said shamelessly. He seemed to have forgotten that he himself was a great demon.
The refinement of the Fantasy Cloud Sect's ghost pennants was utterly devoid of conscience and inhumane.
But now, with righteous words, he was pointing at Xiao Chen and calling him a demon.
It had to be said that the little monk Yan Chen's strength truly frightened them to the point that they even used such an excuse.
Yan Chen could not be bothered to say anything more. He pointed with his saber and said sullenly, "I don't care about so much. I'll kill whoever kills my big brother. It's not up to you people to tell me who the saber in my hand will be with. "
His words had completely blocked the path of peace talks.
"Humph, do you really think you can kill all of us by yourself? Yan Zhe was just careless. Everyone, attack together and kill this bald donkey. "
Even though the strength that the little monk displayed was frightening, Xiao Chen simply had too many precious treasures on him.
Be it the Faux God Flame or the eight Divine Platform Treasures, they were worth risking their lives for the little monk.
Moreover, they had the advantage of numbers, so they would always have a mental advantage.
Yan Chen smiled faintly. His smile was like that of a Buddha, appearing benevolent and benevolent, like the reincarnation of a living Buddha.
Every action and every expression contained a supreme Buddhist intent. The dense Buddhist Might turned into a pure silver light that shone in all directions.
"This light is really special. It's rare to hear that the Buddha's Might can emit a silver light."
Xiao Chen took the opportunity to get up. When he saw this scene, he was secretly surprised. There seemed to be some records of the silver Buddhist light in the incomplete memories of the underground dragon city's Faux God Flame. Unfortunately, this was not the time to reminisce.
Taking advantage of the little monk's appearance, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged and quickly healed his injuries, recovering his strength.
Kacha!
However, just as he sat down cross-legged, he heard a blood-curdling scream. A silver light flashed, and the Buddhist Might and horrifying saber intent on the little monk vanished without a trace.
When Yan Chen reappeared in the next moment, he landed before a top true inheritor.
That top true inheritor was the Fantasy Cloud Sect's Long Tingyu. Yan Chen's cultivation was similar to Long Tingyu's, similar to his.
However, when Yan Chen faced Long Tingyu, he broke the ghost pennant in his hand with just one move.
The saber intent did not stop there. That silver monk's saber continued descending, directly blasting Long Tingyu's physical body into a pool of blood. Not even a corpse remained.
"Whoosh!"
After killing one person, Yan Chen landed on a stone pillar. Then, he looked at the Holy Venerates with stunned expressions and smiled faintly. "It will be difficult for you all to catch me."
Right after Yan Chen spoke, he spread his arms again. Then, he moved like an eagle, and a silver light flashed as he instantly streaked across the sky.
The group of people charging at Yan Chen missed. Their expressions changed drastically as they quickly looked in another direction. "Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "
It was like a game of hide-and-seek. After repeating this a few times, the many Holy Venerates could not surround Yan Chen.
"I'm coming."
Yan Chen laughed loudly and suddenly appeared before the somewhat fatigued top true inheritor of the Blood Demon Royal Hall. Without even thinking, he swung his saber.
This saber strike gave off a resplendent silver light. The little monk revealed a strange smile.
It was like he had lived in the mortal realm for hundreds or even thousands of years. He had seen all sorts of life, seen all sorts of prosperity, only loneliness and vicissitudes remained.
Yan Chen's saber light immediately turned incredibly heavy. It was like he had traveled through time and space, experiencing the baptism of thousands of years.
"Bang!"
The top true inheritor of the Blood Demon Royal Hall, who met this saber strike, immediately turned to ashes, turning into dust.
"Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique!"
A bright light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. He immediately recognized the Saber Technique that the little monk used. It was the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique, which was forbidden by the Buddhist sects.
It should be an incomplete manual. Like Xiao Chen, the little monk practiced only a few moves.
However, no matter how strong the Mahāmāyā Abstinence Violation Saber Technique was, it could not be compared to an ordinary killing move.
With the little monk's strength, Xiao Chen had no choice but to admit that there were indeed people in this world who could bring out their strength many times over.
Regular cultivators who could bring out eighty percent of their combat prowess would be considered pretty good.
If one could bring out one hundred percent, one could be called a genius. If one could bring out one hundred and twenty percent, one could be called a demonic genius.
People like Xiao Chen, who could bring out one hundred and fifty percent of their peak state, could be counted on one's fingers. They were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
As for people like the little monk, one could only look for them in ancient records.
To think that a late-stage Star Venerate cultivator could easily deal with nine Holy Venerates surrounding him, killing three with a wave of his hand.
This simply did not make sense.
"Good timing!"
Just at this moment, a cold snort rang out. The little monk's figure flickered again, and he appeared before the strongest Holy Venerate, Senior Chai.
Senior Chai did not show any fear. He gently threw a palm strike with his skinny, bone-like hand.
"Rumble …!"
The sky shook, and the ground shook. The nearby stone pillars trembled. This old fellow had lived for who knew how long.
As Senior Chai waved his hand, the force he drove was incredibly horrifying.
"Bang!"
The little monk vomited a mouthful of blood and went flying back. This was the first time everyone saw him in such a sorry state.
"Hahaha! Senior Chai is incredible. With Senior Chai around, there is nothing to worry about!"
After seeing Senior Chai's strong strength, the other Holy Venerates' confidence soared.
"You are a person who is about to die. Let's see how many more times you can send out such strong energy!"
Yan Chen wiped off the blood at the corner of his lips. However, he was not convinced at all. A silver light flashed, and he sent out another saber strike.
Everyone was somewhat shocked to discover that before Yan Chen's strange Movement Technique, it was simply impossible to surround and attack him.
They could only watch as Yan Chen fought with Senior Chai alone.
Yan Chen received each move more effortlessly than the one before. It was clear that Senior Chai was growing increasingly weaker.
His lethargy grew heavier. He was too old.
If it were ten years ago, Senior Chai might not care about Yan Chen at all.
However, now, Yan Chen's lifespan was approaching its end. Under such a head-on clash, Senior Chai felt his lifespan dwindle pitifully.
His lifespan dwindled rapidly, like a lamp running out of oil at any moment.
"In the Mortal Realm!"
An ancient smile appeared on the little monk Yan Chen's face again. The silver saber light that the Buddhist monk's saber gave off instantly turned heavy.
All sorts of mysterious phenomena of the mortal realm appeared continuously, layering over each other.
With each layer, it looked like a growth ring was carved on the silver saber light.
"Boom!"
After Senior Chai's frail body received this saber strike, his lifespan drained. He was like a lamp running out of oil. His body withered like an old tree, falling into the deep abyss like a lead stone.
"I remember now!"
Just at this moment, the expression of a Demonic Dao sect Elder changed dramatically. The finger he pointed at the little monk could not stop trembling.
The little monk's eyes filled with horror. At first, he was stunned. Then, he turned somewhat flustered.
"The Buddhist sect's Silver Saber, the Heavenly Eagle Demonic Monk!"
"Ka ca!" Right after the little monk spoke, Yan Chen's berserk saber strike struck him, severely injuring him on the spot.
As Yan Chen held the Buddhist monk's saber, he could not help feeling regret. "Damn it! I was still too late."
"Quickly leave! Quickly leave! He is the Little Demonic Monk Silver Saber! He has an innate body of misfortune and holds the Buddhist sect's Buddhist monk's saber. He is not restrained by the abstinence from killing and is the nemesis of the Demonic Dao sects. Even if he commits overwhelming sins, he can become a Buddha immediately! "
After the other Holy Venerates recognized the little monk Yan Chen, they stopped pestering him and scattered.
The Little Demonic Monk Silver Saber?
When Xiao Chen, who was recuperating, heard this title, he held back a smile. A corner of his lips twitched involuntarily.
This title was indeed tyrannical! No wonder the little monk immediately jumped to it every time the title was mentioned.
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