Chapter 177: Kill the Dharma King with One Sword

The altar was filled with offerings.

It was normal at first, with pigs, cattle, sheep, various fruits, and fine wine.

But it became more and more outrageous as time went on. There were several pairs of three or four-year-old boys and girls, several young women in wedding dresses, and some dying martial arts masters.

"Offer the incense to He Bo!"

The old woman's expression became more solemn, and she shouted again.

Two big men carried a three-person-high and half-person-thick incense to He Bo, climbed onto the altar, and inserted it into the huge incense burner on the altar.

Strangely enough, as soon as the incense to He Bo was inserted into the incense burner, it immediately caught fire.

"Please come to He Bo!"

Led by the old woman, countless believers shouted in unison, and the sound shook the wild.

The next moment.

The burning speed of the incense to He Bo suddenly increased, and a figure gradually solidified in the smoke.

This figure was shrouded in mist, hazy, and people could not see his face clearly.

Only a pair of indifferent golden eyes were revealed, overlooking everyone.

"We bow to the Lord of Tongyang River!"

Seeing this miracle, the believers of Tongyang Sect under the altar were extremely excited and enthusiastic.

"Illusion?"

Chu Chen instantly saw through the true nature of this figure. It was just a fish demon, an incarnation created by the incense of the river demon.

He used the Qingtian Sense Spirit Mirror to check the distance of 800 feet around the main altar of Tongyang Sect, but still did not find any trace of the fish demon.

Chu Chen was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

If you want to be a hunter, patience is indispensable.

"Pretending to be a ghost, there was no so-called Lord of Tongyang River in Tongyang River thirty years ago. It was just that you used the name of Lord of Tongyang River to deceive the people."

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly sounded.

A middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat stood out from the crowd of believers of Tongyang Sect.

It was Wang Qi.

"How dare you, madman, to slander Tongyang Hebo? Catch him!"

Hearing Wang Qi's words, the old woman on the altar turned green and gave the order immediately.

After saying that, she didn't care about Wang Qi at all, kowtowed to the incarnation of Tongyang Hebo, and knelt on the ground trembling:

"I failed to supervise, please forgive me, Lord Hebo!"

The incarnation of Tongyang Hebo did not answer, but looked at Wang Qi with interest.

At the old woman's order, dozens of Tongyang Sect's guardian masters, including many Tongyang Sect believers, rushed forward and wanted to capture Wang Qi.

However, they were stopped by the knights who attacked one after another.

"Evil God's running dog, damn it!"

Wang Qi and the other two marrow refining warriors strode towards the altar.

Wherever they passed, the guardian masters of Tongyang Sect were quickly killed by the three.

Tongyang Sect has only been developed for twenty years. Although there are many marrow refining masters, there is only one marrow refining warrior who can only stop one of Wang Qi and the other two.

Wang Qi and another marrow refining warrior were about to go up to the altar.

"You two deserve to die for disturbing Lord He Bo!"

A hoarse and low voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Wang Qi and the other two.

"Who?"

Wang Qi's face changed, and he turned his head to see a strong man who appeared not far in front of them.

Half covered with a blood-red cloak, the exposed muscles seemed to be cast in steel, exuding a wild and fierce breath.

"Red Yang Dharma King."

Wang Qi and the other two's pupils shrank, and they immediately recognized the identity of the strong man.

"Get out!"

The Red Yang Dharma King stood on the steps of the altar and stroked his cloak.

Boom!

A huge force swept towards Wang Qi and the other two, and directly knocked them out from in front of the altar.

Wang Qi and the other man fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The gap between the Xiantian realm and the realm below the Xiantian realm is too big, and Wang Qi and the other man are not the enemy of the Chiyang Dharma King.

"Chiyang Dharma King, don't be so arrogant, I will kill you today!"

Wang Qi used his skills to forcibly suppress his injuries, took out the talisman in his arms, and turned his palm upside down.

With the talisman in hand, Wang Qi suddenly became more confident.

"To kill me, do you rely on the Black Xuan Sword Talisman in your hand?"

However, to his surprise, the Chiyang Dharma King smiled coldly and looked at him with a playful expression.

"You know?"

Wang Qi's face changed, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and a guess came to his mind.

There is a traitor!

The Black Xuan Sword Talisman was originally a secret. The people who knew that he had the Black Xuan Sword Talisman, except for the Black Xuan Taoist, he only showed it at a party a few days ago.

"Your affairs are all under my control."

The Dharma King Chiyang was not afraid at all, and said carelessly: "Since you want to kill me with the Black Mystic Sword Talisman, then you can give it a try."

On the altar.

"Black Mystic Sword Talisman, what is this?"

The incarnation of Tongyang Hebo frowned and asked.

"To answer Lord Hebo, the Black Mystic Sword Talisman was made by a martial arts master named Black Mystic Taoist in the Hanbei Kingdom, and it has the ability to kill innate warriors."

The old woman answered quickly.

"Can a martial arts master make it and kill innate warriors?"

Hearing this, Tongyang Hebo's brows relaxed.

A talisman made by a mere ordinary warrior was not worth his excessive vigilance.

Under the altar.

After hearing the words of the Dharma King Chiyang, Wang Qi's face was extremely ugly.

At this time, how could he not know that the Dharma King Chiyang was confident that the Black Mystic Sword Talisman could not hurt him.

But Wang Qi was already riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off, so he could only give it a try.

He immediately activated the talisman in his hand, and a three-inch flying sword condensed out.

"Cut!"

Then, the three-inch flying sword cut through the void and slashed towards the forehead of the Red Sun Dharma King.

"Red Sun Body Protection True Qi!"

The Dharma King Chiyang shouted in a deep voice, and an invisible protective aura enveloped his whole body.

He naturally knew the power of the Black Mystic Sword Talisman, but it was precisely because he knew it that he was not afraid.

The Black Mystic Sword Talisman was quite famous, but it could only kill warriors in the early and middle stages of the innate realm, and he was a warrior in the late stage of the innate realm, so he was not afraid.

Buzz~

The three-inch flying sword collided with his protective aura, and the Dharma King Chiyang's face suddenly changed.

He could sense that as soon as the three-inch flying sword came into contact with his protective aura, his protective aura was like ice melting and shattered in an instant.

Before the Dharma King Chiyang could react, the three-inch flying sword had already sunk into his brow.

Plop!

The body of the Dharma King Chiyang fell heavily on the steps of the altar.

For a moment, the entire Tongyang Sect headquarters fell into a dead silence, and everyone looked at the Dharma King Chiyang in astonishment, including Wang Qi who activated the amulet.

"Dead, dead?"

Wang Qi's eyes widened, and the surprise on his face was not concealed.

Before, the Red Sun Dharma King was very arrogant and didn't care about the Black Mystic Sword Talisman at all.

The result, that's it?

"This talisman is definitely not made by an ordinary warrior, it must be made by a cultivator."

On the altar, the incarnation of Tongyang River Lord spoke faintly.

With his vision, he could naturally see that the true power of this 'Black Mystic Sword Talisman' was far more than able to kill an innate warrior in the early stage, and it was already comparable to the full force of a Qi training seventh-level cultivator.

The power of this 'Black Mystic Sword Talisman' exceeded the scope of ordinary flying sword talismans, and it could not have been made by ordinary warriors.

"Not bad."

Chu Chen, who was hiding in the dark, nodded slightly.

This 'Black Mystic Sword Talisman' naturally came from him. It was a flying sword talisman that he had drawn with talisman paper cast from the fur of a white mouse. Its power exceeded that of ordinary flying sword talismans.

A few days ago, after the party ended, he followed Wang Qi and used a little trick to replace the black sword talisman in Wang Qi's hand with this flying sword talisman.