Traveling through time, all of them are the protagonist's public enemies

Chapter 26 Half Step Exterior
The dark sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds surged like black waves.

In an instant, a sharp edge suddenly appeared, like a falling star, like a cold light breaking through the night, a rain of pear blossom needles, as dense as locusts, sharper than a frost blade, with a biting killing wind, whistling and coming!

The shadows of the needles intertwined, like a net covering the sky and the earth. As the cold light flashed, the heaven and earth were shocked, and even the grass and trees were terrified!

Just as they were about to enter the Shaolin Temple, a torrential downpour of pear blossom needles came without any warning. Jiang Zhiwei was caught off guard and had no time to dodge, let alone resist!

This time I'm afraid I'm going to die here with the little monk...

At this moment, Jiang Zhiwei's eyes suddenly went dark, and a tall and majestic figure emerged.

Accompanied by the clanging metal vibration sound!
A terrified voice echoed from the forest: "Impossible! How could anyone in the world be able to block the rain of pear blossom needles with a sword? Even more impossible is it that someone's body is strong enough to withstand the rain of pear blossom needles..."

"Little monk, you are injured...!"

Jiang Zhiwei looked at Yang Chen's back, his white clothes stained with blood.

Yang Chen said nothing, just took a step forward, raised his sword and rushed into the woods, without slowing down at all!

"what?!"

In the forest, a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes was filled with horror. How could someone in the world be hit by a torrential rain of pear blossom needles and still be alive and well and move freely?

Is this a human being?

Could it be that there was something wrong with the Torrential Rain Pear Blossom Needle? The young man gritted his teeth and threw the black tube in his hand to the ground.

"The monk is seeking death!
"My name is Tang Shun, nicknamed 'The Universe in the Palm of Your Hand'. I will take you to see the Buddha of the Western Paradise. Namo Amitabha."

Before he could finish his words, Tang Shun turned around and ran!
Are you kidding me?
Can he deal with this monk who has the sword skills and physical body to block the rain of pear blossom needles?

"Quickly go and invite General Duoercha!"

"Only he can deal with this evil monk!"

Although his martial arts skills are at the bottom among the four masters, he is still a strong man in the awakening stage, and his lightness skills are not weak.

When he realized he had failed, he turned around and ran away. His quick reaction was extremely fast!
But he didn't expect it.

Even so, he still couldn't escape with his life!
With a "chi" sound, Tang Shun felt a chill on his back. His heart was pierced by a sword and he fell to the ground on the spot!

"How is this possible? My iron shirt, which has been perfected through my horizontal training, couldn't actually block a sword he threw from a hundred steps away?"

Tang Shun was extremely shocked. He stared with his eyes wide open, coughed up blood, and died with his eyes open!
The dirty blood was wriggling on the ground, and the book was filled with big blood words:
"Side Quest 1: Kill 'The Universe in the Palm', one of the four innate masters of the enemy camp. Yang Chen will be rewarded with 80 merits, and Jiang Zhiwei will be rewarded with 50 merits."

Another solution!
Yang Chen put away his sword and stood, his sleeves fluttering and his white clothes flowing, like a peerless sword immortal, floating out of the world.

"Little monk, are you okay?" Jiang Zhiwei rushed over and saw Yang Chen's bloodstained white clothes, her eyes slightly red.

With Yang Chen's Dugu Nine Swords, he would never have been injured if he hadn't been protecting her from the rain of pear blossom needles.

"No problem."

Yang Chen shook his head.

He practiced the Eight-Nine Profound Arts and various external skills, and his physical strength was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Don't talk, heal your wounds first."

Jiang Zhiwei took out a thumb-sized mutton-fat white jade bottle from her waist. After opening it, a refreshing fragrance filled the air.

A dark red pill lay quietly inside.

"It's just a superficial wound. It looks scary, but it's actually not serious. This pill might come in handy later."

Yang Chen waved his hand to refuse.

"Don't talk, open your mouth." Jiang Zhiwei frowned and forced the pill into Yang Chen's mouth.

Yang Chen had no choice but to sit cross-legged and refine it.

"This is for you."

After a while, seeing that he had finished refining, Jiang Zhiwei took out the syringe of the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle and handed it to Yang Chen.

Even if the silver needle has been fired and is temporarily useless, this thing is priceless. After returning, you can exchange it for the corresponding silver needle from the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to make up for it.

On the exchange chart, the "Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle," which becomes useless after a single use, is worth 400 merits. This one in my hand should still be usable two or three times!

As for exchanging the silver needles for refills, Jiang Zhiwei had not looked closely before, but she guessed that it would not exceed one hundred merits.

This should be a great help to Yang Chen, who has always been dedicated to doing good deeds, Jiang Zhiwei thought.

Yang Chen didn't act pretentiously and put away the Torrential Pear Blossom Syringe.

Jiang Zhiwei's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed, like ice and snow melting.

"Now, there is only one last innate master left..."

Yang Chen looked towards Shaolin and frowned slightly.

Even he didn't know where the last of the four great masters, 'White-browed Wolf' Borhan, was hiding. In "The First Life", 'White-browed Wolf' Borhan never showed up!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a horn, spreading throughout the heaven and earth.

Woo!
The long horn sound is desolate, profound and implicitly fierce.

Then the sound of horse hooves came, like waves crashing against the shore, surging from far away and getting closer, and the shouts of killing shook the whole world!
"Iron Wolf Soldier!"

Jiang Zhiwei's pupils shrank slightly. The arrival of the Iron Wolf Soldiers meant that General Duoer had noticed it!

"Let's go to Shaolin Temple. With Master Xinji here, we can fight against Duoercha!"

Jiang Zhiwei stood up with his sword raised.

Yang Chen suddenly shook his head, looked into the distance, stood with his sword in hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Jiang Zhiwei was puzzled and followed Yang Chen's gaze.

But the mountains in the distance are empty and there is nothing!

Jiang Zhiwei was puzzled when she suddenly heard a voice!
"What a pair of immortal lovers! You have killed three of my masters in quick succession. Considering that it is not easy for you two to cultivate, how about surrendering to this general?"

The voice was majestic and powerful, yet as cold as iron.

Even though it came from a long distance, Yang Chen and Jiang Zhiwei could hear it clearly.

So fast?
Duoercha has already gone up the mountain! ?

Jiang Zhiwei's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. No wonder Yang Chen didn't move, because Duoercha was here!
It is definitely not a wise choice to face a master who is half a step away from the scene from behind.

In fact, this is tantamount to suicide!

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

Duoercha's voice came coldly, like thunder rolling in the sky.

Yang Chen and Jiang Zhiwei both stood there holding swords, not saying a word.

"I thought that being brave in internal strife but timid in external war was the inherent nature of the people of the Central Plains, who are naturally lowly. I never thought that you two would have the courage to face this general!"

Dorcha's voice resounded like thunder.

It can be said that you hear the voice before you see the person.

But before he could finish his words, his figure suddenly appeared between heaven and earth as if the earth had shrunk into an inch.

It was a burly and majestic figure, holding a one-legged bronze man in his hand, like a demon descending to the earth!

Duoercha took a step forward, shrinking the distance to an inch, and in a few breaths he covered a distance of hundreds of steps.

As he approached, the sky suddenly darkened, strong winds blew, dark clouds gathered, and there were faint sounds of thunder.

The smell of corpses and blood hit me in the face!

Boundless fear suddenly weighed on my heart!
“Half-step exterior, this is Half-step exterior!”

Yang Chen activated the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood before him suddenly shattered!

(End of this chapter)