After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 810 Provocation
Shu Hai and his group of monks from the Holy King Hall obviously felt the pressure increase sharply.

Jiang Li killed a cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul with his sword, and couldn't help but look back at Shen Qingyi.

Ordinary face, the kind that is not eye-catching in the crowd.

His eyes fell on the sword again.

At this moment, the Qianxuan on the Wuchen sword has not disappeared, so it naturally covers the appearance of the Wuchen sword itself.

And Shen Qingyi's aura was undoubtedly also unfamiliar.

Such an ordinary-looking cultivator with no special marks on his body, if he was placed in the place of ordinary people, he might think it was a hidden dark horse, but in Jiang Li who can sense the Taishang Jue, no matter how he looked at it, he would think it was a dark horse. This person is deliberately hiding his identity.

"grown ups!"

The monks in the mid-Yuanying stage of Yishengwangdian shouted loudly when they saw Shu Hai being stabbed through by Shen Qingyi and Wen Yinghan.

Seeing this, the other monks of the Holy King's Palace were tearful.

A stern light flashed in the eyes of the mid-Yuanying monk.

"With my blood! Sacrifice!"

The cultivator slapped his heart, and blood spurted out from his heart.

Quickly making a tactic with both hands, the surrounding airflow suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Yin Baizhou couldn't help but swung his sword, splitting several monks blocking the way.

"Be careful! The monks of the Holy King Hall want to use their forbidden method!"

This is not the first time they have confronted the monks of the Holy King's Hall. The monks of the Holy King's Hall have intercepted their people, and naturally they have also intercepted the people of the Holy King's Hall.

Several people have already encountered the weird technique used in the final life and death crisis of the Holy King Palace.

At the beginning, I was cheated a few times and suffered a lot of injuries. In the first time, I almost fell into their forbidden law.

After all, both sides were exhausted at the beginning, and they even had the upper hand faintly, but once the forbidden method came out, those monks of the Holy King Hall recovered quickly, and their combat power rose directly, as if they had taken a magic elixir.

Feeling the change of energy in the air, several other monks from the Holy King Hall looked at each other without hesitation.

Nothing can happen to Shu Hai!

The figure of the first cultivator who cast the forbidden method flashed suddenly, and rushed towards Shen Qingyi.

He stretched out his hand, intending to grab Shu Hai.

It's just that when the outstretched hand was about to touch Shu Hai, the surrounding space suddenly twisted again.

A piercing sound rang in my ears.

"Ugh!"

The monk's hand was tightly strangled by the black hole in space that suddenly appeared.

An extremely strong suction came from the space, as if trying to suck him into the space.

The other end of the space does not know where it is connected, the tyrannical energy inside is separated from the energy of the Fallen Angel Realm outside by a thin layer of space barrier.

The extremely unbalanced energy on both sides caused the air pressure around the black hole in the distorted space to rise in a straight line, and at the same time produced a more chaotic and violent space squeeze.

The cultivator whose half arm was swallowed by the space felt that the hand that was swallowed into the space seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects, and the dense pain spread along that hand to his brain.

What made him even more painful was that where the arm touched the space barrier, it seemed that there was a sharp knife at the moment, trying to cut there.

The smell of blood spread, and the monk wanted to pull out his arm, but suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

Mu raised his head and met Shen Qingyi's indifferent eyes.

As if sensing something, the eyes of the senior monk Nascent Soul widened.

"you you……"

"Pfft!"

The Wuchen sword pierced the man's heart, and completely ended his burning blood power.

The man tightly covered his heart, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How is it possible, this person, how could it be someone from their Holy King Hall?

Since they are monks of the Holy King Hall, why would they intercept and kill their own people?Or is this person a traitor to the Palace of the Holy King?But isn't it true that the rebels will be backlashed by the practice of the Holy King's Palace, and finally disappear?

Why is he not affected at all?

Cultivator Nascent Soul had too many questions in his mind, but these questions all turned into a hoarse roar after feeling the vitality disappearing rapidly in his body.

"Be careful with this monk! He can absorb uh!"

The head flew out high, and suddenly dropped at the feet of a monk in the Holy King's Hall.

Jiang Li calmly withdrew the sword in his hand, his eyes sharpened sharply.

"kill!"

Blood spattered, Shen Qingyi and the others quickly reaped the lives of the monks in the Holy King Hall.

When the last monk was beheaded, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They glanced at each other, and tacitly collected the stored items of the group.

Yin Baizhou glanced at Shen Qingyi.

He arched his hands.

"This fellow Daoist..."

Shen Qing took a look at several people, and spoke first.

"At the bottom of the sky monk, forget the dust!"

Wen Yinghan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Friend Daoist's name is a bit like a Buddhist disciple, but it's full of murderous intentions, but it's a bit like my demon cultivator."

Yin Baizhou also frowned. He had never heard of this name, but it is not what is important now.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I think we'd better get out of here as soon as possible. For the rest, we should find a safe place and talk again, how about that?"

Several people had no objection, and their eyes all fell on Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi never thought that he would meet these people during this interception.

And most of them know each other.

He didn't refuse either, and nodded.

Yin Baizhou breathed a sigh of relief.

They chose a place tacitly, and Shen Qingyi followed behind them without saying anything.

This behavior surprised several people.

Wen Yinghan and Yin Baizhou looked at each other.

Most of them are not stupid, except Wu Yue who is a bit nervous.

Although this person looked like a monk they didn't know, no matter in appearance or breath.

But this action is reassuring to them. It's because they don't know each other. Does he know them?
Not long after the group left, other monks appeared at the place where Shu Hai and his group fell.

Looking at the blood-stained ground and falling on those scattered corpses, a group of immortal monks could not help but take a breath.

"This... the mask on this person's face... is the masked man from the Holy King Palace?"

"They lost another team of masked men? Who...has such a great ability?"

An old monk frowned and looked at the battle marks around him.

Those symbols that could leave the mark of the other party have also been destroyed in sevens and eights.

But those symbols that symbolize the identity of the Holy King Hall have been preserved intact...

This is a blatant provocation!Do not!It should be said that the monks or teams who killed the masked man in the Temple of the Holy King are declaring war on the Hall of the Holy King!
"This style is very similar to the blood team that has been hunted down by the Holy King Palace for decades!"

Everyone's eyes changed when they heard the word blood team.

That team is said to be composed of Pankong Realm monks who entered the Fallen Mystery Realm last time.

(End of this chapter)