MTL - Strange Worlds: The Sequence-Chapter 12 get it

  Chapter 12 in hand

  Chen Yuyan returned to the underground palace again.

  At this time, the disciples of the Diancang Sect had turned the underground palace upside down, and found many porcelain vases containing medicinal pills. Unfortunately, the potions were so old that almost all of their potency had been lost.

   "This place is besieged by the Diancang faction. Miscellaneous people have entered by mistake."

   Sensing someone coming in, the disciple guarding the entrance said without raising his head.

   But the man did not stop,

   Raised his head, and after the disciple saw the face of the visitor clearly, he froze for a moment before saying coldly:

   "Why is it you again, I let you go because you handed over the elixir, why are you back?"

   What responded to him was a flash of knife light as fast as lightning!

   Warm blood gushes out.

   With a flick of the wrist, the bright red on the knife was sprinkled, and Chen Yuyan looked as usual:

   "I'm here to grab things and vent my anger by the way."

  The rest of the disciples of the Diancang Sect were stunned. They were looking for things in the underground palace well, but suddenly someone came in and killed the fellow doorkeeper.

"It's you!"

  A disciple recognized Chen Yuyan and said angrily:

   "Okay, you white-eyed wolf who will repay your favor, we kindly spared your life, and you dare to attack my disciples of the Diancang Sect!"

   "I think you are tired of living, you don't know how to live!"

  When Chen Yuyan heard the words, she laughed angrily, "You stole my things, and you still say that I will repay my kindness?"

   But even so, Chen Yuyan didn't think she was a good person.

   After all, he is here to kill people and seize treasures.

   It can only be said that the world is like this, the big fist is always justified, and the loser will never have the chance to speak again.

  From the moment he entered the door and killed the guard disciple, he didn't want the people inside to get out alive!

  Yang Shuimo was protected by the people from Diancang, she looked at the corpse on the ground with red eyes, and clenched her teeth tightly.

   "You disgusting trash, I will kill you to avenge my junior!"

  The disciples around him are all of the same generation as Yang Shuimo. They grew up together and have deep feelings.

   Now that someone killed her in front of her, how could Yang Shuimo not feel resentful?

  Chen Yuyan strode forward with a long knife horizontally, and rushed straight: "If you hadn't robbed the people here first, why should I attack him?"

   "The one who killed him is you!"

  The light of the knife is like practice, piercing the sky.

  Chen Yuyan's pupils had a strange rune, which was the word "Zhao" in ancient seal script.

   according to false eyes!

   This pupil method was displayed by Chen Yuyan. He no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, and the raging anger spurted out from the bottom of his heart, dyeing Chen Yuyan's pupils bright red, completely destroying his humanity.

  Chen Yuyan is now like a beast in human skin, any living thing placed in front of him will be mercilessly torn and ravaged into pieces by him!

  As an innate class-C skill, Illusionary Eye naturally has its advantages.

  In Chen Yuyan's eyes, although there are many disciples of the Diancang Sect rushing towards him, he can always find the most suitable position among them and fight back!

  Scissor Bone · Hopeless Knife!

  The cooperation of the two exercises complement each other, pushing Chen Yuyan's strength to a whole new level.

  For the Dian Cang Sect, whose cultivation skills are only second-class innate, how can ordinary disciples like them resist such an attack?

  Chen Yuyan was like a fish swimming, constantly shuttling through the gaps in the crowd, raising a knife from time to time, locking his soul like black and white, and sending the souls of the disciples of the Diancang Sect to the underworld.

   Seeing such a tragic scene, Yang Shuimo's face turned pale, and the bow and arrow in his hand froze in mid-air.

   For a moment, he was so frightened that he lost his mind and didn't know whether to make a move.

  Chen Yuyan mixed with disciples of the Diancang School, and she was afraid of hurting her fellow disciples.

  Secondly, it was the first time I saw such a **** scene, and I could no longer summon up the courage to fight it.

  Actually, Yang Shuimo's strength is not considered weak, and he also has the strength to complete the interior scene. He has all the twelve rules, which is higher than Chen Yuyan.

   But after all, she was protected too well by the Yang family, and she became a flower in the greenhouse, and she couldn't see the wind and waves.

  The two disciples guarding her behind Yang Shuimo saw the situation and realized that the situation was urgent, and they couldn't care less about protecting Yang Shuimo.

  They rushed straight into the crowd, surrounded Chen Yuyan one by one, trying to attack them from the front and back, and make Chen Yuyan mess up.

  After the two disciples from the background of the inner scene joined, the pressure on the remaining disciples of the Diancang sect was reduced a lot, which made the chaotic formation begin to order.

  Yang Shuimo, who was watching the battle from the outside, also cheered up. With Senior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Li, he will definitely be able to take down the villain!

   After all, Chen Yuyan is still only the skill of the internal scene, and the explosive power of the internal force is still inferior to the warriors of the internal force.

  Especially in the case of one enemy and many, Chen Yuyan was at a disadvantage for a while, and could only deal with it in a panic for the time being.

   "Got you!"

  Brother Yan's right hand suddenly grabbed Chen Yuyan's arm and locked it firmly, with a happy face and a smile on his face.

  Diancang faction is famous for their fists, and their melee ability is extraordinary. Once they touch their limbs, it is difficult to get rid of them, and basically they can only be passively beaten.

   In Senior Brother Yan's opinion, Chen Yuyan, a swordsman who practiced swords, was entangled in his own Flying Flower Palm, and he was not at his mercy.

   "Good! Brother Yan, you are the best!"

  Yang Shuimo saw Senior Brother Yan grabbing Chen Yuyan's arm, and couldn't help shouting. In her opinion, Chen Yuyan was doomed!

   This time when I go home, I must tell my father what happened today. Sure enough, the world is really dangerous.

  However, her daughter Jiren has her own natural appearance, so she naturally survived the crisis without any danger.

  Yang Shuimo hadn't finished thinking in his heart when he saw the villain who was grabbed by the arm crash into Senior Brother Yan's arms, and his other hand without a knife was as swift as lightning, and slapped Senior Brother Yan directly on the forehead.

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  The voice was muffled, and the naked eye could see that Senior Brother Yan's forehead was sunken, and it was obvious that he couldn't survive.

  The air suddenly became quiet.

"How can it be"

  Yang Shuimo sat slumped on the ground, his eyes glazed over in disbelief.

  Chen Yuyan broke off the arm that was still tightly wrapped around her even after she died, loosened her muscles and bones, and held the long knife in her hand again.

   Slam the monument!

  As one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, the power of the Great Throwing Stele Hand is naturally beyond doubt.

Although it is a vigorous palm technique, the essence of Dashou Beishou is not rigidity, but ingenious technique. The key point is the word "fall". Smash half of the opponent's bones.

  Like the disciple of the Diancang Sect just now, his forehead was sunken.

  However, there is no Shaolin Temple matching decoction to wash hands, and the strength of the phalanx is not enough to support such an intensity of knocking. Now Chen Yuyan's left hand is still aching.

  At least in a short period of time, it is difficult for him to use the second time to smash the monument.

  But the remaining disciples of the Diancang Sect didn't know about this. They watched Senior Brother Yan's body softening gradually, feeling terrified in their hearts.

  Brother Yan was the most powerful among them, but his head was smashed to pieces in an instant.

   Then didn’t they go up to die?

  As soon as this thought came out, his aura immediately weakened by three points, and even the strength of his shots became much lighter.

   Regarding this point, Chen Yuyan felt the most obvious. It was completely different from the previous dangerous situation. Now it was like killing chickens and dogs, and the enemy had no power to fight back.

  However, Chen Yuyan didn't stop the attack because of this, instead he took advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, slashing out with the Hopeless Knife again and again, venting the hatred and anger in his heart.

  The last knife fell, and there were no disciples of the Diancang School standing in front of Chen Yuyan.

  As for Yang Shuimo, he had long been limp on the ground, and there was a yellowish liquid flowing out between his legs, exuding a fishy and dirty smell.

   "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

  Seeing Chen Yuyan walking towards him slowly, Yang Shuimo panicked and screamed incoherently:

   "My father is the head of the Diancang Sect, and my elder brother is the arrogance of the Qingyun Ranking. You can't kill me, you can't kill me."

  Every time Chen Yuyan took a step forward, Yang Shuimo took a step back with his hands on the ground.

  Finally, her back hit the stone wall of the underground palace, and she could not retreat.

  Chen Yuyan walked up to Yang Shuimo, looked at the girl with pear blossoms and rain, reached out and took out the half Nuosheng mask from her arms, and put it in the front of her shirt.

  Looking at the corpses of fellow disciples all over the floor, the resentment in Yang Shuimo's heart was like thick ink.

   died, died, everyone died...

  I'm dying too...

   Whoosh—

  A long knife was delivered, and it pierced deeply between Yang Shuimo's eyebrows.

   "Be careful in your next life."

  Chen Yuyan turned around and shrugged.

  Yang Shuimo's eyes were fixed on the front, full of unwillingness to dissipate, unwilling to die.

  When Yang Shuimo drew his bow to kill people earlier, his contemptuous eyes seemed not to be looking at the same kind, but more like looking at the pigs and dogs in the slaughterhouse.

  This kind of person is not a pity to die.

  Chen Yuyan also knew that paper could not cover the fire, even if he removed all the traces, it would be exposed sooner or later.

  With Chen Yuyan's current strength, it is still too unrealistic to compete with the Diancang faction.

  Although troublesome, but he is not afraid.

   The previous chapter has been revised. It is recommended to read it again, otherwise it will not be connected.

  (end of this chapter)