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Chapter 252

The old monk was holding the Phoenix Blood Sword and fell to the ground with bloodstains all over his body. There were also bloodstains around his mouth, and he was seriously injured.

"Master!" Chen Chen walked over quickly.

But just as Chen Chen set off, he felt that he was blocked by the gun light again, and the silver spear of the man in black robe had already stabbed down.

Nine Swords of Nirvana!

Chen Chen teleported to avoid the opponent's attack. He controlled the long sword that he had prepared and dropped it from the air. The sword light appeared on the back of the man in black robe.

The Nine Swords of Nirvana is the most powerful killing move that Chen Chen has mastered so far. As soon as the sword energy comes out, the murderous intent is overwhelming, and the sword light is not much worse than the old monk's shocking sword just now.

The man in black robe had no choice but to withdraw his silver spear, swept past him, and blocked Chen Chen's sword.

"Master, are you okay?" Chen Chen came to the old monk and asked nervously.

"It doesn't matter." The old monk climbed up with difficulty. The phoenix blood sword in his hand was shining with blood-red light, which was very dazzling.

Sword!

Chen Chen controlled the swords. He took out all the swords in the system inventory. With the sound of sword sounds, more than ten swords formed a sword formation and quickly strangled the man in black robe.

"It's a small skill, but it's vulnerable to a single blow."

I saw the man in black robe pointing his silver spear upward, and a transparent light appeared beside him. All the long swords were blocked and prevented from moving forward.

boom!

With the force of the black-robed man's spear, the swords broke inch by inch, turning into fragments and shooting out in all directions.

"Old Bald Donkey, your strength is not weak, I am quite satisfied with you. I can still feel a sense of death from you, which shows that you have already died once, but you were resurrected by the power of the Bronze Gate."

The man in black robe came up with a gun and said: "Since it is not easy for you to be resurrected and your strength is not weak, you will be my slave and I will spare your life."

"I happen to lack a slave who is above death to help me do things. This is my greatest gift to you."

The old monk recited a Buddha's name and said: "This poor monk has become the slave of the Buddha. I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your wish."

People who practice Buddhism dare to claim that they are slaves of Buddha?

Chen Chen looked at the old monk and felt that there must be many stories deep in his heart.

"Buddha?"

The man in black robe laughed loudly: "In my eyes, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are nothing more than ants. I can kill them if I want. As long as you are willing to be my slave, in less than fifty years, I will take you to kill gods and Buddhas. How about it?"

It was obvious that he was really trying to win over the old monk, and added: "I can even help you break the restrictions of Changbai Mountain, and you can leave Changbai Mountain at any time without dying."

Chen Chen said: "So you are just a big talker. Killing gods and Buddhas? Are you the only one who can do that?"

The man in black robe said disdainfully: "You are just a cat, worse than an ant. You are a frog at the bottom of a well, and you don't know how high the sky is."

The old monk held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and said with force: "Little kitten, go back to the tower, find Xueyin and ask him to take you to find the bronze door. The poor monk will help you stop him."

Chen Chen was suddenly shocked and said in surprise: "Old monk, I'm leaving, where are you?"

The old monk smiled and said: "The worst that can happen is death. The poor monk died once more than 160 years ago, and he is not afraid of dying a second time."

Then his smile faded and he shouted: "Let's go!"

Chen Chen never thought that the old monk would sacrifice himself to help him. He just felt choked in his heart. He wanted to say something but couldn't. It was inexplicably uncomfortable.

He wants to find the Bronze Gate and save Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing. He also wants to kill Su Zhengyang and bring Nangong Yasi and the others back. He still has many things to do and cannot die yet.

"Old monk, take care! I still have many things to do, and I have to live." Chen Chen thought of this, turned around and ran away.

"Want to leave? I didn't agree. None of you can run away."

The man in black robe immediately started to shoot at Chen Chen.

The old monk held the Phoenix Blood Sword, and in the blink of an eye he came to the back of the black-robed man. Regardless of the blood-covered pain on his body, he stabbed with the sword.

Chen Chen teleported to avoid the shot and continued to run away. Facing such a master, if he didn't leave, his death would be in vain.

The old monk's expression remained unchanged and his murderous intent remained unchanged.

The red light on the Phoenix Blood Sword shone brightly, and he was about to use his powerful moves again.

The man in black robe had to give up Chen Chen and resisted the old monk's sword.

"die!"

The man in black robe shouted angrily.

"The poor monk has already died once. Now he really wants to die. Thank you for making it happen."

The old monk laughed loudly: "Brothers from more than 160 years ago, the poor monk came to find you. Li Dadan, Qiangzi, you have been gone for so many years, have you ever thought about me?"

He is not afraid of death, but seems to long for it.

The sword and the gun collided heavily, and the old monk's sword light rushed towards the man in black robe and lifted the black robe directly.

"So you are a monk too!"

The old monk finally saw the other person's face, and suddenly his eyes froze. He was actually a young monk, and the fragrant scar on his head was clearly visible.

"I am also a monk, that's why I dare to commit suicide, and I most desire to kill the Buddha, haha..."

The man in black robe laughed wildly, then the spear shook, he pulled it back and hit the old monk hard on the body.

The old monk blocked the Phoenix Blood Sword, but it was unable to withstand such a strong force. He whipped it and fell to the ground. Several cracks suddenly appeared on the ground where the snow had melted.

"Kill you, and then I'll kill that cat, and everything on Changbai Mountain will be mine." The man in black robe said crazily.

"A person who cultivates Buddhism has actually cultivated your kind of mind, this ridiculous Buddha!" ​​The old monk shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, the silver spear of the man in black robe pierced the old monk's heart and penetrated into his heart.

"Qiangzi, I seem to see you!"

The old monk's consciousness gradually faded, and in a daze he seemed to see a large group of dead moths flying around him.

The man in black robe had just withdrawn his silver gun when he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back. When he looked back, he saw densely packed, thousands of dead moths surrounding him. This was not the illusion of the old monk's return to light.

Real existence.

"Dead Man Moth?"

The man in black robe was stunned and shouted: "You are already dead, yet you dare to bother me and let you die again."

He stabbed the silver spear in his hand, and the sound of piercing the air roared.

The dead moths were blown by the wind and scattered a bit, but were not knocked down. They began to dance their wings and surrounded the man in black robe.

"die!"

The man in black robe waved his silver gun, but was unable to ward off the group of death moths. Instead, many moths landed on him, especially on his bald head.

hiss!

The man in black robe couldn't help but scream in pain, because he felt that his soul was being pulled out from his bald head bit by bit by the death moth, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"roll!"

No matter how much he resisted, the man in black robe could not withstand the attack of the death moth. At this moment, he finally felt fear.

The thought of running away arose in my mind.

"Old bald donkey, you are dead. I will go find the white cat."

The man in black robe made an excuse for himself, let out a loud roar, soared into the sky, and flew out of the death moth's surrounding area.

"Li DaDa, Qiang Zi, and Xiao Lin, are they you?"
Chapter completed!
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