Lord of Yin Talisman

Chapter 100 Complete Anti-killing
The purple thunder condensed into Jackie Chan and fell straight down, while this fat late-stage foundation-building monk gritted his teeth and squeezed out the last trace of mana from his body, which was obscured by the ban on the giant net.

An ice shield was transformed into an ice shield, but it was destroyed by the thunder in the next moment, and it fell apart. Then the thunder fell on him, and his whole body became scorched black.

The huge net of gloomy chains that had enveloped his body dissipated, and the red long sword slashed at the fat Foundation Establishment cultivator with a hint of scorching heat burning everything.

The long sword passed through the body easily, and the flames burned wantonly, and the already scorched body was filled with flames wantonly.

The tall and thin man next to him couldn't believe it when he saw this scene. He was really dead, but he knew the identity of his companion.

With his cultivation in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, coupled with his ruthless temper as a sword cultivator, he has gained some fame. The number of Foundation Establishment cultivators who died in his hands is definitely more than two palms. He has an extreme personality and often speaks rudely, so he can't be reduced to do this kind of dirty work.

As a result, this pretty strong but fat Jianxiu died here, at the hands of a guy who was in the early stage of foundation establishment. Although this guy knew sword energy and thunder, but...

But the tall and thin man soon had no extra energy to think about these things, because Lin Siyuan walked over slowly.

The Yuehua Sword circled around Lin Siyuan, emitting a crisp sword chant.

The corner of the thin and tall man's mouth was bitter, if he fought Lin Siyuan and Wang Zhong alone, he would definitely lose, even if Lin Siyuan couldn't deal with it alone.

Lin Siyuan's performance just now was too shocking. He was not sure what to do next with the power of that sword and the slow-moving waning moon.

"Do you want to know who is behind us?" In desperation, the tall and thin man had no choice but to use words to delay the time. Although betraying his employer might be unprofessional, professional ethics and professional ethics are more important than his own life.

Wang Zhong is a rare weapon cultivator, and a silver eight-story exquisite pagoda is the natal magic weapon he sacrifices to.

It is a defensive magic weapon, that is, relying on his own natal magic weapon, Wang Zhong said until now.

Now this silver pagoda was stained with a tinge of blood, but when he cast a spell, he briefly suppressed the tall and thin man who was one level taller than him.

When I heard the sentence of the thin and tall man and wanted to know who was behind them.

Wang Zhong unconsciously slowed down a bit, but before the thin and tall man showed a joyful expression, he continued to suppress him desperately, overdrawing his mana and burning his essence and blood, trying to suppress him as well.

For Wang Zhong, even if he knew who was behind the scenes to send these two late-stage monks to assassinate him and the siblings of the Wang family, would it be useful?

What's more, it's hard to guess who is behind the scenes.Wang Zhong went on desperately.The tall and thin man's mouth turned bitter.

Then Lin Siyuan pinched the sword formula with his hand, the sound of the sword roared, and the sound of sword energy and thunder sounded.

Without extra preparations, the Yuehua Sword cut towards the tall and thin man like a stream of white light, and the sword glow pierced through his body, carrying an aura of shattering everything.

Lin Siyuan locked on with his mind, firmly locked on the tall and thin man.

At the same time, Wang Zhong sacrificed his natal artifact, the Silver Pagoda, and pressed on the tall and thin man step by step.

There was a sudden burst of mysterious fluctuations from the Silver Pagoda, and the fluctuations hit the thin and tall man. The tall and thin man felt as if his consciousness had been bitten by something, and the tingling and tearing feeling spread across his soul.

The spell that was originally prepared to resist dissipated unconsciously, enduring a splitting headache and returning to normal.

But at this moment, the speed of the Yuehua Sword went up to a new level, and the already shortened distance was swiftly crossed between lightning and flint.

It was too late to re-prepare spells at this distance.

Even the tall and thin man, who had just recovered from a splitting headache, saw the white sword glow protruding from his body, and the Yuehua sword, which was constantly beating with purple thunder, was on the tip of the sword.

So close at hand, Jianqi Leiyin is so fast, so fast.

The next moment, his eyes went dark, and his head fell to the ground. This was his last thought.

The masked head rolled to the ground, and the corpses were separated.The thin and tall man returned to the underworld.

Lin Siyuan withdrew the Yuehua Sword. If he was the only one, this thin and tall man might be a bit difficult to deal with, after all, he was two realms higher than himself.

But with Wang Zhong's help, he cut off his head with just one sword strike.

There was an obvious pause for the thin and tall man just now, the half-prepared spell in his hand suddenly dissipated, and he lost his mind, curled up unnaturally, and did not recover until the Yuehua sword was about to strike.

Only then did the scene where he killed a late Foundation Establishment monk with a single sword strike.

That attack seemed to be attacking the invisible soul.

Lin Siyuan thought so.

Wang Zhong walked over with a pale face, lack of blood on his face, and his body was sluggish.

Obviously, the battle just now was not easy for him, but it was a good thing.

The brother and sister in the qi training period behind them were not injured.

Wang Lan and Wang Yun were only a little scared, but they were not injured.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin. If you come to my place, feel free to send me." Wang Zhong said solemnly to Lin Siyuan.

Lin Siyuan was involved by them, if it wasn't for the three of them, if it wasn't for Lin Siyuan who just wanted to send them back.

Lin Siyuan would not be involved in this fight at all.

Although Lin Siyuan helped him for no other reason, it was just that the two late-stage Foundation Establishment monks on the opposite side refused to let Lin Siyuan go.

But without Lin Siyuan, I might have confessed today, it was a life-saving grace.

I owed Lin Siyuan a big favor. Originally, I wanted to rely on the heavenly magic weapon to make Lin Siyuan owe me a small favor, but in the blink of an eye, I paid back a big one.

How is this going.

Wang Zhong felt a little emotional in his heart, but he survived in the end. Then Wang Zhong turned his gaze to the two masked corpses.

The two late-stage foundation-building monks are so generous, who are they?

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth, he naturally hated those who wanted his life.

Wang Zhong stepped forward and lifted the mask on the tall, thin man's head. His eyebrows were very light, and he had a somewhat helpless expression on his face. His nose was high, but his lips were thin, and he wore a goatee.

A 30-year-old middle-aged man.

"Wei Fanchen." Wang Zhong exclaimed, unable to believe it, obviously Wang Zhong knew this person.

And someone who knows who this person is, that's why he was so surprised.

Wang Zhong's face was ugly. He knew this person. Although this Wei Fanchen was not from the Wang family, he was similar.

This is the manpower brought by the wife of the head of the contemporary Wang family from her own home.

In the race of the Wang family, the Patriarch of Yuanying Zhenjun who is sitting in the town is naturally a good match for marriage.

And the wife of the head of the family is from the Liu family of Tianyuezong, and there is also a Yuanying Zhenjun living in the ancestors, which can be regarded as a strong alliance.

And when this lady got married, she naturally brought some people with her, among them was Wei Fanchen.

Although Wang Zhong had a bad communication with Wei Fanchen, he knew that there was this person, who belonged to his wife.

(End of this chapter)