MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 96 aware

  Chapter 96 Perception

  When Chen Yuan returned to the gate of the Ci'en Temple, the fighting was still going on, but it was almost over. The ground was full of dead bodies, including monks from the Ci'en Temple and government officials from Ping'an County.

  Among them, there are many people Chen Yuan knows well.

  But they all lay quietly on the ground, some curled up, howling.

   "Boom!"

  A huge roar exploded, Chen Yuan looked up, and the four men in black robes around Zhang Xuan were all repelled and fell to the ground, holding their chests and looking at Zhang Xuan viciously.

  There seemed to be a blue wall of air around him, and he glanced at the dead man coldly.

  The next moment, the fingertips flickered again and again, and four qi energies pierced through the air and blasted at the dantians of the four men in black robes.

"what"

"no no"

   "Zhang Xuan, you abolished us!"

   Several men in black robes roared angrily, raised their arms at the same time, and shot out four jet-black crossbow arrows in unison.

  But Zhang Xuan did not dodge, and swiped the long knife in his hand, sweeping away all the crossbow arrows that came.

   "A few clowns dare to show their power in front of this envoy!"

  Zhang Xuan snorted coldly.

   On the other side, Li Mingqi was extremely aggrieved by the punishment, his body was already stained red with blood, and the Hundred Refining Sword in his hand was broken by him.

  Only Yue Shan and a guy with a scar on his face were left to hold on, but he was still holding on, his face was dripping with sweat, and he looked at Jie Nan with fear.

   Masters at the condensed evil level are indeed not comparable to them.

  If Li Mingqi hadn't taken on most of the pressure, they might have been wiped out.

"boom!!"

  Jie Nan's footsteps flickered, and an afterimage was drawn. He slammed his palm on Li Mingqi's left shoulder, making a roar, and was immediately blasted several feet away, and fell heavily to the ground.

   "Master Zhang, come and save me!"

   Li Mingqi shouted hastily.

  Jie Nan's palm had injured his left shoulder and lost most of his strength.

  Zhang Xuan glanced at Li Mingqi expressionlessly, a gust of cold wind blew under his feet, Zhang Xuan suddenly appeared in front of Jie Nan, and slashed straight down.

  Jie Nan turned pale with fright, and quickly dodged sideways, the black evil energy lingering in his right palm suddenly blasted out.

  Zhang Xuan let out a cold snort, not dodging or dodging, and facing him with the same palm.

   "Boom!"

The cyan stellar energy intertwined with the black evil energy, but within half a breath, Jie Nan's body seemed to have received an indescribable force. He was blasted several feet away, rolled over, and slid a few steps on the ground before he came to a halt. .

   "Zhang Xuan!"

  Jie Nan's face is very ugly, his strength is so different from him, he is not an enemy at all.

   Turning his head and glanced at the four ghosts who had collapsed on the ground with knives on their necks by several yamen servants, Jie Nan's eyes turned cold, he glanced at the position of the sun, and counted the time in his mind.

   An hour has almost arrived.

Can.

  Why hasn’t the Holy Angel arrived yet?

   "What I hate the most in this life is the bald donkey. Do you want to capture it without a fight, or does this envoy interrupt the meridians of your whole body and then capture you?" Zhang Xuan held his left hand behind his back.

  The face is neither sad nor happy, extremely indifferent.

   "Brother Yuan"

  Wang Ping staggered to Chen Yuan's side, grinning.

"You are hurt?"

  Chen Yuan frowned, looked Wang Ping up and down, his body was covered with blood, and the long knife in his hand was a bit curled.

  Wang Ping scratched his head and said with a smile:

   "It's okay, it's all the blood of those bald donkeys. They are really ruthless, and they are not afraid of death."

   Even thinking about it now, Wang Ping still has lingering fears.

  Those monks are really fearless of death, they don't know what death is at all, even Wang Ping can feel that they still yearn for death.

   "Brainwashed."

  Chen Yuan shook his head.

   No wonder the imperial court pursued Wusheng Cult so harshly, so fanatical, it was digging the foundation of the imperial court.

   "This time it's over, I have to stay in the Goulan for a few days no matter what I say." Wang Ping smiled heartlessly.

   "Let's talk about it after we go back."

  Chen Yuan has no interest in having women now.

   "Arrogance!"

  Jie Nan took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his eyes flickered, he suddenly took out a black fist-sized black bead from his bosom, and threw it at Zhang Xuan.

   "Tianleizi?"

  Zhang Xuan's pupils shrank, and his body retreated a few feet in an instant.

   "Boom!!"

  A huge roar exploded instantly, and a huge deep pit was blasted out on the ground.

  Zhang Xuan's clothes were a little messy, and his whole body was a little unstable.

   "Huh? Gunpowder?"

   Chen Yuan, who saw this scene not far away, was shocked.

   But it doesn't seem to be sulfur.

  Seeing that Zhang Xuan had endured the blow of Tianleizi abruptly, but he was not injured, Jie Nan cursed inwardly:

   "Damn it!"

   Immediately, he turned around and was about to flee into the Temple of Mercy.

   "Want to go?"

  Zhang Xuan's face was gloomy, and the blue light in his hand was shining.

  Looking at Jie Nan's body on the ground, Zhang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he ordered a few policemen to tie up the four black-robed men firmly, with iron chains piercing through the bones, and pressed them aside.

  Jie Nan died, and all resistance forces in Ci'en Temple were officially declared annihilated.

   Except for the four survivors, all lay on the ground.

  Chen Yuan came to Li Mingqi's side calmly, and helped him up:

   "My lord, are you all right?"

   "It's okay, I can't die"

  Li Mingqi heaved a sigh of relief.

  Standing up, Li Mingqi looked towards the direction of Ci'en Temple with some fear, and said loudly to Zhang Xuan:

   "Master Zhang, my injury is not serious, so I won't go in."

  No one knows if there are any thieves from the Wusheng Sect. Li Mingqi thinks that for his own safety, it is better to be careful, anyway, he has a share of the credit.

   Can't expect too much.

   "Li Xianwei will stay here, Chen Yuan." Zhang Xuan called out.

  Chen Yuan responded, and slowly came to Zhang Xuan's side, and cupped his hands:

"grown ups."

   "You follow this envoy in"

"Yes."

   Li Mingqi narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, thinking about something.

  At this moment, all command power was in the hands of Zhang Xuan, and he ordered all the rest of the police, except for the four men in black robes, to enter the Temple of Mercy and search for the monks.

   And he took Yue Shan Chen Yuan and the three sky patrolling guards to the direction of the main hall.

  Chen Yuan led the way, led them to the gate of the small ruined temple, and told Zhang Xuan that he had stopped here at the beginning and did not dare to go to investigate.

   "Someone came earlier?"

   Zhang Xuan's face tightened, and he saw the pool of blood on the ground.

   This is the trace left by Chen Yuan killing the lame fat man. Although he has thrown his body in the jungle behind the door, he has not had time to remove the blood.

  Because Chen Yuan was short of time, no matter what he did, it would leave traces.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan quickly led a group of people through the small door.

  (end of this chapter)