Chapter 2102

Whew! Whew!

Under the dark night, the sound of arrows piercing the air is very cold. Hundreds of killing arrows are shooting at the same time. If it is like a rain of arrows, every arrow is shining with a piercing light, and they want to shoot Ye Chen.

Ye Chen looks indifferent and does not move.

But see his body, internal power rolling, surging out, condensed into vigorous Qi, gathered into a protective cover.

Pound pound pound!

The sound of metal collision is very clear.

A kill arrow, shot on the gang Qi mask, scraped a spark, but failed to penetrate.

"Tiangang protects the body." Ghost impermanence look suddenly change, pedal back, look at Ye Chen in horror, "you... Yang Xuan."

"Yang Xuan?" Not only the three hunchback old men, but also hundreds of bowmen and even the old Taoist priest of Yinshan have subconsciously retreated. They have heard of this name. That is the third best martial arts expert in the Wulin. Tiangang's body protection skill is extremely overbearing, and no one can break his defense.

That's why people are afraid.

The third place in Wulin is not only fighting against beating, but also very good at fighting. It's not for fun. If you come crazy, at least half of them will die.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, didn't admit it, didn't refuse. It's only in the fog that ye Chen is the most elusive. Since he thinks that he is Yang Xuan, it's OK to be Yang Xuan back. Look at the expression of these people, it seems that they are afraid of Yang Xuan. Don't think about it, Yang Xuan and niucha.

Heaven and earth are so quiet that you can hear the beating of the heart.

The three hunchback elders were pale and their legs were shaking. If they had not seen Tiangang's body protection, they would not have known that what they were going to kill was actually the top martial arts master. At this moment, they felt that their bodies were already in the ghost gate, and there was no temperature.

The three of them were shaking, and the ghost Wuchang was no better. One was the tenth, the third was the third. The strength was one day and one place. Yang Xuan killed him. Three moves were enough.

Look at the bowmen and the hands holding the bows and arrows. They are all shaking. They are not fake, but Yang Xuan resists beating! They are not only able to fight, but also very good at fighting. They can't break the defense of the other side. They can fight and cry when they slap each other.

A little light fixed point, or Yinshan old road.

This old man, who knows Yin and Yang and knows eight trigrams, can break the imperial mausoleum. He is the Lord who has seen the world and is also the guest of Yan king. He is not in disorder in the face of danger.

The most important thing is that he has no enmity with Yang Xuan. At the same time, the famous figures in the Wulin can't afford to lose face! And kill me?

Thinking of this, the old Taoist of Yinshan laughed and arched his hand and said, "it's brother Yang Xuan. It's disrespectful."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Ye Chen laughs, step by step to the old road of Yinshan.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest of Yinshan, who had just stepped forward, retreated again. Not only was he retreating, but also the ghosts on his side and hundreds of bowmen were retreating.

It's strange. Ye Chen's smile is very abnormal. Although he is laughing, he falls in their eyes like the God of death waving his hand. His whole body is chilly.

"Return what, I don't kill you." Ye Chen patted the dust on his shoulder.

The old Taoist priest of Yinshan didn't speak, but he was still retreating. He was scolding in his heart. You are so happy with your smile. Who knows what you are thinking.

"People in the public don't speak in secret. I like your calling." Ye Chen looks at the old way of Yinshan with a smile.

"Is brother Yang blackmailing?" The old road of Yinshan is gloomy.

"It doesn't matter if you don't give it. I can take it by myself. By the way, I'll take your old life with me." Ye Chen's words, become ethereal, three or five steps, they deceive the body and approach.

"You..." The old Taoist priest of Yinshan was angry and wanted to run away.

Unfortunately, his speed is not more than one level. In terms of tomb robbing, he is an expert, but when it comes to fighting, he is far behind, let alone a master like Ye Chen.

Only for a moment, his trigger finger will be out of hand, was Ye Chen in the hand.

"Yang Xuan." "You are against the king of Yan."

"It's hard to scare me with him." Ye Chen's body method is abstruse, has disappeared in the night, only ethereal words are transmitted back, joking, a vassal of the world, can frighten him? For him, thousands of troops and horses are just a decoration. It doesn't make any difference if it's a million.

I don't know if the real Yang Xuan knows what he's doing today, will he jump up and scold his mother. You bitch, what you do, I'll carry the black pot for you. You're not afraid. I'm afraid! If you rob the baby, you'll be killed! Sincerely give me more jam!

Speaking of it, it's time to shut up. Ye Chen's work is flawed.

"Asshole." Behind him, the drinking of the old Taoist priest of Yinshan resounded through the mountain forest, which could not contain Yang Xuan's murder.

"Tell the king of Yan to destroy his nine clans." Ghost impermanence how to shout.

"Waste, a bunch of rubbish." The old Taoist priest of Yinshan is fierce and ferocious, like a mad dog. He is nearly a hundred years old and has not lost his face. If these people fight for courage, why should they be so humiliated? Hundreds of people dare not even fight.

He was a good scold, ghost impermanence and others dare not speak.

Not everyone is like Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan is not afraid of the Yin Mountain Taoist priest, but they are afraid, not to mention the appeal of the Yin Mountain Taoist. The Yan King behind him is enough to frighten people. If he provokes the old Taoist, he will not only be pursued by the Wulin people, but also be wanted. The consequences are very sad."Well, we can't go to this ancient tomb yet." If you want to say the most insightful, or that young man in black, tentatively looking at the Yinshan Taoist, stupid.

"Go away." The old Taoist priest of Yinshan called in the past with one hand. All these three people are responsible for this great humiliation. If it were not for them, he would not have provoked Yang Xuan, let alone be robbed of his family heirloom.

All the treasures are gone. What tomb are you looking for? He wants to kill Yang Xuan more than he does.

"I'm going to tell you about the king of Yan for me. I'd like to show you Yang Xuan's head." The old Taoist priest of Yinshan was cold hum. He shook his sleeves and left suddenly. He didn't even need a crutch. The one who walked was called a domineering side leak.

At the back, a lot of people keep up.

What's this! Interested to explore the ancient tomb, just to the ground was robbed, suffocating.

However, they should be glad that Yang Xuan only robbed the baby. If there is a big killing, few people will survive.

Here, ye Chen hums a little tune all the way. He takes the Yuan Jing trigger and tosses it between his hands. The old Taoist priest of Yinshan is regarded as a treasure, but he is regarded as a toy. He has seen the world differently.

"It's strange that there are so many source crystals in an ancient mortal star."

On the way home, ye Chen murmured all the way, and tried to absorb the source crystal. He wanted to cultivate the true Qi in the sealed state.

However, the seals of evil spirits are very urinary. All the seals related to monks are within the scope of being sealed. Danhai is no exception. There is no place to store the genuine Qi.

"Yes, I will." Ye Chen received the trigger finger, wilt not pull a few, give up the absorption source crystal.

Late at night, he returned to the garden.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a figure. Xu was very anxious. I paced the garden and looked carefully. It was Yang Ge Lao.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night. Why do you run away from me?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"You're back. Come on, go with me to save people." Ye Chen just stood firm, was Yang Ge Lao pulled out of the small garden, the old man, not in general urgent, and full of worry.

Ye Chen looked and did not ask.

Not long, two people came to the restaurant backyard, straight to a room.

"Blood." Into the room, ye Chen can not help but pick eyebrows.

"Little friend, she's dying. Help her." Old Yang Ge stood in front of the bed, full of hope.

Ye Chen stepped forward to see a woman lying on the bed. She was a middle-aged beautiful woman. She was elegant and elegant, but her face was white and bloodless. Her breath was very weak. Pain could be seen between her eyebrows. Sometimes her mouth was still overflowing with blood, and the blood became black. I could see that she had been poisoned. If she had no internal power to protect her body, she would have died.

"Who is this man?" Ye Chen opened the quilt slightly. On the woman's right shoulder, he saw a scar, which was caused by killing the sword. Moreover, it was a sword that was smeared with poison. The toxin was spreading all over the woman's body. Even if the woman had internal power to protect her body, she would never survive this night.

"I don't know who it is." Old Yang Ge replied, "she was chased and killed last night. She happened to fall into the backyard of the old man. I just rescued her. She should be an expert of xuanming school. I have killed her. As for her identity, I don't know."

"I pinched my fingers and calculated that this is the bridge for heroes to save beauty." Ye Chen said with profound meaning.

"Don't be funny. She can be saved."

"I'm not a doctor. Why do you come to me for everything?"

"You are a hermit. You can do anything." Yang Ge old words, from the heart, a face of anxiety, but also full of hope.

Ye Chen has a good view of this look. You don't have to think about it. The old man has taken a fancy to this woman. Otherwise, he would not provoke xuanming sect for her sake.

Maybe it's love at first sight.

"Come on, make another good fortune." Ye Chen takes out the trigger of Yinshan Taoist priest.

"The trigger is When Yang Ge saw it, he was stunned. He seemed to recognize it. It was an old Taoist of Yinshan. He was regarded as the treasure of his family. He never left. How could ye Chen run away.

Three or five seconds later, a guess took shape in Yang Ge's mind: is he a disciple of Yinshan Taoism? Otherwise, how can you give the heirloom to Ye Chen.

However, his imagination is not rich enough. If we let him know what happened tonight, he will be shocked.

"Why, help her up." Ye Chen has no good airway.

Lao Yang's thoughts were interrupted and rushed forward to hold up the woman.

Ye Chen pinches the trigger finger and places it on the wound of the woman. He uses his internal force to stimulate the trigger finger to absorb the toxin. This is the source crystal. Is it easy to use? A silk toxin, with the speed visible to the naked eye, is drawn out. It is extremely dark, with a foul smell, and is extremely poisonous.

And as the toxin is gradually sucked out, the breath of the woman is more stable, and her pale cheek also has a touch of blood.

"Little friend, you are really omnipotent." Yang Ge old surprise, said, the palm has been placed on the woman's jade shoulder, indoctrinate internal force, to help her detoxify, heart also happy.

"This marriage is still satisfactory." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Xiaoyou means..."

"Predestined fate can't be stopped."