Chapter 98 Meeting Shen Qingyi again (3/3)

Author: Bamboo City Little Overlord

Chapter 98 Meeting Shen Qingyi again (33)

In the woods hundreds of meters away.

Led by an elder whose cultivation reached the first level of Foundation Establishment, the team from Black Iron Villa was heading towards the logistics office of the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a sound cracking through the air came from a distance!

The elder foresaw the danger in advance and instinctively swung his body to the left, narrowly avoiding a golden light that shot at a very fast speed.

However, a strong man in the late stage of Qi refining walking behind him was unlucky.

This golden light penetrated his chest directly.

He died on the spot.

He became the elder's scapegoat.

It's not yet time for these monks from Black Iron Villa to react to what's going on.

The next moment!

Countless rays of golden light burst out from a distance!

"Buzz...buzz...buzz!"

The golden light in the sky was like a heavy rain falling from the sky, and it shot towards the leader of the elder!

The leader's face changed with fright, and he tried his best to predict and avoid.

Every time he dodges, an unlucky guy will die suddenly on his behalf.

"puff!"

"Puff puff!"

"Poof! Poof!"

Within a moment, the leader was hit by a golden light because he failed to dodge, and was then drowned by the subsequent burst of golden light.

One way, two ways, three ways...

In an instant, more than ten or twenty rays of golden light poured on the leader, piercing his body in an instant, leaving him riddled with holes and bleeding.

At the same time, the other Black Iron Villa monks were frightened and fled, all running back like crazy.

Among them, the bearded male cultivator was also included.

The bearded male cultivator was so frightened that his legs almost turned into afterimages and he ran back with all his strength.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Suddenly, two rays of golden light shot out, instantly piercing his legs, causing him to fall to the ground with a "plop", his whole body wailing in pain.

Not far from him.

The leader of the team was the elder who was previously submerged in the golden light and had holes all over his body.

At this moment, he climbed up from the ground with great difficulty, took out a long sword out of thin air from his storage bag, squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power in his body, and fled in the air.

Unfortunately, as soon as it started flying, a golden light burst from the side.

With a "poof" sound, it shot through his forehead.

Then, the whole person fell to the ground with a "plop" and his sword, dying.

"As expected of a great master of foundation building, he was still alive even after being shot in the head."

Chen An held a dazzling lightsaber and walked slowly towards the leader.

The elder leader tried his best to open his extremely heavy eyelids and asked in a hoarse voice:

"You...what are you..."

"...Shua!"

Chen An was tired of hearing such pre-death questions and cut off his head with a sword to end his life.

After that, he squatted down and touched the body skillfully, and in a few moments he took out a storage bag and put it in his pocket.

"You...you, why is it you!"

The bearded male cultivator not far away couldn't help but turn pale with shock when he saw Chen An's face.

He remembered Chen An, and Chen An's divine face that was so handsome that it made men jealous.

But, isn't Chen An a middle-stage Qi-refining monk who lives in the cheap area of ​​Bamboo Leaf Forest?

How come this is so powerful?!

The bearded male cultivator's face was full of confusion, but more of it was fear.

He looked at Chen An, who was approaching step by step, and he was so frightened that he begged for mercy: "Fellow Taoist, it was my fault that day, please forgive me, I can do whatever you want, please...

"

"...Shua!"

Chen An cut off his tongue with a sword, not wanting to hear his begging for mercy anymore.

Then, like dragging a dead dog, he dragged him to where his wives and concubines were.

After a while.

The place where the wives and concubines are.

"thump!"

Chen An threw the bearded male cultivator with his tongue and legs broken in front of Song Huaying, and at the same time used a sleep aid to coax the daughter in her arms to sleep, preventing her from seeing the possibly bloody scene that followed.

Song Huaying looked at the bearded male cultivator covered in blood in front of her and was instinctively frightened and took a step back.

For the past three years, she has dreamed of avenging her dead family members.

But when she actually faced her enemy at this moment, she flinched a little.

He was frightened by the blood on his enemy's body and flinched.

He was frightened by his enemy's identity as an immortal master.

He was frightened by the scene where his enemy massacred his entire family.

Chen An looked at Song Huaying, whose hands were trembling slightly with nervousness, and looked at her calmly and asked:

"Ying'er, your husband brought you the enemy who killed your clan. Do you want your husband to do it for you, or do you want to do it yourself?"

"Husband, I, I..."

Song Huaying was hesitant and had difficulty making a decision for a while.

Following her heart, she couldn't do it, she didn't have the courage to do it, and wanted Chen An to do it for her.

But when she thought about how she was disliked by Chen An because she couldn't see blood, and when she saw that Chen An had been watching her silently, she found it difficult to follow her heart.

After several ideological struggles.

She felt cruel, gritted her teeth and said, "Husband, husband, I want to do it myself."

Chen An nodded, looked at Gu Xinyue on the side and said, "Yue'er, go help hug Xiao Yuejian."

"Um."

Gu Xinyue walked up to Song Huaying and hugged Chen Yuejian in her arms.

When Chen An saw this, he took out a long sword from his storage bag, stepped forward and put it in Song Huaying's hand, and said to her:

"Your genocidal enemy is just a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining. His spiritual sea has been destroyed by his husband. At this moment, when he cannot activate his spiritual power to protect himself, his physical body is not much different from that of a mortal, and he will die.

Under the sword."

"I, I understand."

Song Huaying's voice was a little nervous.

But soon, she mustered up the courage to stop in front of the scumbag male cultivator, closed her eyes and penetrated the scumbag male cultivator's heart with her eyes closed.

"Pfft!"

This sword goes down.

The bearded male cultivator's heart was instantly pierced.

The whole person cannot die anymore.

"thump!"

Song Huaying sat paralyzed on the ground holding her sword, gasping for air as she looked at the genocidal enemy she had killed with her own hands.
To be continued...