Chapter 828: One Knife, Two Lives

No matter how much the monks outside the world dislike Chen Chao, they will now admit that this young garrison commander is already one of the strongest people in the world.

Therefore, when there is a chance to see this young warrior take action, I think not many people will choose to turn a blind eye.

The monk chose not to leave this place, in fact, he also wanted to see how amazing this young warrior was.

But the next moment, even if he was an honest monk who had been meditating for many years, he was a little distracted.

The young garrison commander quickly ran wildly, without unsheathing the long sword at his waist, but the whole person rushed forward like an arrow from a string. There was a rolling demonic energy over there, and the sun was invisible, but only when this young warrior rushed forward did the demonic energy disperse, as if there was a gust of wind, which easily tore the demonic energy apart, but according to the monk's close observation, it was actually more like someone tore the demonic energy apart almost arbitrarily and unreasonably.

The terrifying demonic energy spread, and the young figure disappeared into it, and soon he punched the big demon in the chest.

A muffled groan came from there, and what was even more unexpected to the monk was that the demons, who always looked down on the world with their physique, were actually thrown back dozens of feet under the punch of the young garrison commander in front of him. Their legs sank deep into the ground, and they were pulled out of two long gullies.

After that, the young warrior did not stop, and while he kept moving forward, he left countless dense fist shadows on that straight line, as if from this moment on, there were many more Chen dynasties between heaven and earth.

The monk was dumbfounded. Although he had never practiced boxing in his life, he could clearly feel the orderly flow of qi between those fists.

This alone can show that the young warrior in front of him is a first-class boxing master in the world.

Apart from other things, the saying of practicing a path, breaking through a realm, and perhaps even sudden enlightenment, but the accumulation of boxing spirit still requires hard work.

The warrior in front of him is only less than 30 years old, and he has such a pure boxing spirit. It goes without saying how much effort and hardship he has endured.

Rare.

Too rare.

It is difficult for ordinary young people to calm down and practice boring boxing, let alone such a warrior who has been in a high position and a high position at an early age.

Those who have never seen the frog outside the well will think that the sky is just this big and can be seen through at a glance. People who have seen the vast world will always feel that the world is too big, and they may not be able to see it all in this life.

But how can those who already own the world bother to look down and watch a group of ants moving?

It is not easy, that is, to keep the original intention.

The suspended monk was thinking about these things, but Chen Chao's fists over there were like rain, not giving the big monster who came to breathe a little.

The latter raised his head and looked at the young warrior in front of him with a complicated look. The demonic energy that had just accumulated had not yet flowed out of the acupoints in his body, but was shattered by the young warrior in front of him with a punch.

The big demon suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Before Chen Chao's fist fell on him, his body shot out like an arrow from a string, and a spear appeared in his hand, which he swung down heavily, like a black lightning.

This powerful blow, I am afraid that no matter who saw it, they would retreat to avoid the sharp edge, but Chen Chao did not retreat half a step, but stood up.

At the same time, he punched out.

There was a loud bang, and Chen Chao punched the black spear condensed by the big demon. The two collided, and a terrifying breath instantly spread from their sides, shaking the flying snow around. The spear, which was almost the strongest weapon of the big demon in his life, was buzzing at this moment.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "You chased me all the way. Do you really think you can kill me easily after catching up with me?"

Fighting countless battles and encountering countless monsters, Chen Chao was not injured, but it was true that he was tired at this moment.

The monster also bet that Chen Chao was already at the end of his strength, so he dared to chase him alone. Otherwise, even if he was given a hundred courages, he would not dare to attack this young warrior who had killed many monsters in Mobei.

In the past two hundred years in Daliang, it is probably impossible to find anyone who has killed more monsters than Chen Chao in recent times.

He punched the black spear again, making the spear buzz. At the same time, Chen Chao stretched out his hand to wipe the spear and slapped the monster's heart.

The monster's expression suddenly became extremely nervous. That palm seemed ordinary, but as his opponent, how could the monster not know what kind of terrifying aura was contained in that palm at this moment.

"Puff..."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Chen Chao grabbed the spear and thrust the tip of the spear into the heart of the monster on the opposite side. Then he pushed hard, and the monster was knocked away before he had any room to move. His life or death was unknown.

The suspended monk saw this scene completely and was speechless.

But at this moment, a demonic aura suddenly appeared not far in front of him. The suspended monk put his hands together and reacted quickly.

A white lotus appeared in front of him, blocking the demonic aura.

But the lotus and the demonic aura only confronted for a moment, and the white lotus was wrapped by the demonic aura, and the petals withered.

At the same time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the suspended monk's mouth.

Although Monk Xuankong is not well-known in the world, just because he has been practicing hard in the temple does not mean that he is really as easy to bully as Mian Xiang. Are there really any monks in this world who are easy to bully?

But it was obvious that that unseen existence was an insurmountable mountain for the hanging monk in front of him.

"retreat!"

Chen Chao's voice suddenly sounded in Monk Xuankong's ears. Monk Xuankong didn't have time to think about it, and he subconsciously retreated backwards. In an instant, he had already crossed dozens of feet.

In the wind and snow, a slender flying sword loomed, piercing through the wind and snow, facing the monk unwillingly.

The speed of the flying sword was much faster than the monk's retreat speed. From the looks of it, the hanging monk was pierced through the body by a sword in the blink of an eye.

What the hanging monk couldn't figure out was which sword immortal wanted to take his own life?

He has spent more than half of his life in Luming Temple, and he has never had any grudges with anyone, and it is impossible for him to have any enemies in the world.

In the midst of the lightning flash, the hanging monk could no longer remain calm. Apart from silently running the energy in his meridians and letting a Buddha's light spread all over his body to protect himself, he was thinking about what he had done wrong in these years.

The flying sword kept sweeping forward and was about to penetrate the hanging monk's heart.

But at this moment, a man in black clothes appeared in front of the hanging monk. The young warrior who had never drawn his sword before, but had to draw it now, took out the cloud mud and chopped it off with one strike.

A sound of gold and stone came out, and a dazzling light came out.

The flying sword's incoming force was blocked, and he staggered, almost falling into the snow.

Chen Chao stood up straight, holding Yunni in hand, and said helplessly, "You have to let me lose face in front of them?"

Before he finished speaking, a female figure slowly emerged from the wind and snow.

"You're not as good as me, so it's understandable that you can't protect him. How about losing face?"

The woman spoke slowly, with no emotion in her voice. She just waved, and the slender flying sword fell into her hand.

It's autumn outside Jianming Tower, but it's already snowy and windy at the moment.

Chen Chao looked at the hanging monk with a wry smile, "I told you earlier.

Let the master go. Now it’s really hard to think of leaving even if you want to. "

The hanging monk stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth and asked curiously, "Who is coming? Even the guardian envoy is not sure? A poor monk can also take action."

Chen Chao said, "I am not sure of winning against her. If she insists on killing the master, I really have no confidence that I can save the master's life in her hands."

After saying this, Chen Chao added, "By the way, that crazy woman's name is Xi Lu, and she is the princess of the demon clan."

The hanging monk was startled and then fell silent. He also knew the name of the demon princess, but he didn't expect that he could see her here.

Chen Chao waved his hand and asked, "Crazy woman, it's me who is going to be killed anyway, how about letting this master leave?"

There was no emotion in Xilu's snow-white eyes, "What conditions do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

Chen Chao clicked his tongue and said, "How long has it been since we last seen each other? Why are you so fucking crazy?"

Xi Lu remained unmoved, just narrowed his eyes at Chen Chao and said, "Otherwise, if you kowtow to me a few times, I won't cause trouble for him."

Chen Chao said oh, then smiled and said, "Do you know how many people I have knelt down in my life? Do you think you are qualified?"

Xilu didn't speak, just looked around.

In the wind and snow, several figures were looming, with terrifying auras.

There is no doubt that these are great monsters.

Chen Chao widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "You tiger bitch, when did you start to be so shameless?"

Xilu said calmly, "They just watched me kill you."

Chen Chao said with a smile, "I understand, you bitch are still not confident enough. Do you think that if you die in my hands, you will let them kill me?"

Xi Lu said nothing. Although there was no murderous intention in her eyes at the moment, it was obvious that this was what the arrangement meant.

Chen Chao smiled and nodded. A Wangyou Dou, together with these big demons, really took him seriously.

"You have become less pedantic, but do you really think that after I kill you, I won't be able to kill them?"

Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and held the knife tighter.

Xi Lu didn't speak, just looked at Chen Chao.

What he did when he came to Mobei has already destined the demon clan to keep him in Mobei and prevent him from leaving.

Chen Chao touched the handle of the knife, glanced at the blade, then raised his head and said with a smile, "Surrounding me? I only have one knife, but do you have two lives?"