The hustle and bustle outside the cabin subsided instantly.

Outside the bamboo forest, the three people who witnessed all this had long since forgotten to breathe.

The great monk Pu who was nailed to the ground by the peach wood sword spat out blood, suddenly crushed the Buddhist beads in his hand, and wailed, "Master, save me!"

In the wooden house, a spiritual tablet placed on a statue suddenly exploded, and a stream of pale spiritual power floated out, slowly blocking in front of the burly monk.

The spiritual power gradually formed a circle of light curtain, and an old monk with white beard appeared in the light curtain.

"Amitabha."

The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting the Buddha's name, and the sword light that filled the sky was actually reduced by a few points under the old monk's Buddha's name, and even the scattered divine power was attenuating.

The old monk's withered eyelids were slightly opened, looked at Lu Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Little friend, give the poor monk a little bit of face today, how about it?"

……

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Chapter 77 Being Friends

On the banks of the rainwater river, there was a dead silence.

Under the moonlight, only the sound of the wind rising and falling and the chirping of insects and birds are left.

The few people who had witnessed the drone footage with their own eyes froze in place, their pupils constricted.

Lu Chen's words, "Responsible for rewards and punishments on behalf of Yushui City God" echoed in his mind.

and many more!

City God? !

The pupils of Jin Cheng, a middle-aged man with gray temples, suddenly dilated, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he had remembered something.

……

Li Yan only felt that he was originally full of heat and anger, but a sudden coolness shot up from his back, sweeping across his whole body in an instant, annihilating all the emotions of the man, leaving only the illusory feeling of gain and loss.

One, one sword...? !

This Lu Chen only used one sword to destroy the vision all over the sky, crushing the two great masters immobilized? !

This……

The attack was so clean and neat, no matter how high or low the cultivators were, they didn't have the slightest power to fight back in front of the mahogany sword?

There are also those broken weapons on the ground, evil cultivators with corpses strewn across the field, and half of the bare trees in the forest...

This young Taoist almost completely wiped out the blood sect of the Holy Light Sect in other places by himself!

Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if you switch identities with Lu Chen, what will happen?

The heroic young man only felt his temples throbbing, and he didn't dare to think about it any further.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down.

Among the three, only Nan Huaiqin showed the least shock. After many encounters, the sixtieth old man was already prepared for Lu Chen.

Why didn't he understand the threat of the two great masters, but Lu Chen would always give him an inexplicable confidence.

Now that the dust has settled, the sixtieth old man can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Nan Huaiqin looked at the vague monk who suddenly appeared in the picture, his eyes were a little downcast.

"This monk looks familiar..."

Nan Huaiqin muttered to himself.

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In the woods, the storm gradually subsided.

Looking at the old monk in the light curtain, the young Taoist stretched out his hand, and the mahogany sword flew back to his palm. Although the body of the sword was gone, the intent of the sword was still there. The great monk Pu Li was still nailed to the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the strangulation of the intent of the sword The muscles and bones are in great pain.

"Oh?"

With the Taomu sword in hand, Lu Chen stood facing the old monk with the sword in one hand, a faint smile flashed across his handsome face, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "How do you sell your face if you want to be poor?"

The haggard old monk's eyes changed slightly, but his expression did not change. He said Amitabha Buddha standing with one palm in front of his chest: "Little friend, let my nephew go away today."

"Old Bai Yu, I will inherit the favor of my little friend."

After Bai Yu finished speaking the last sentence, the entire yin veins running through the bamboo forest by the river suddenly became thick with yin energy, especially the series of tombs behind the bamboo house.

Suddenly, outside the wooden house by the river, the atmosphere changed.

The old monk didn't know where he was, but he was able to intimidate Lu Chen by vibrating his yin veins through the air conditioner, which showed his extraordinary skills.

Lu Chen stood like a pine in the cloudy air, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to these turbulent 'deterrents'. He just lowered his head and stretched out his hand to gently caress the mahogany sword, and chuckled softly to himself: "Bai Yu?"

Hearing the laughter, the old monk in the picture raised his eyes slightly, his eyes fixed on the young Taoist priest like a deep pool.

……

The atmosphere in the bamboo forest was indifferent, and there was a lot of shock outside the bamboo forest.

"White Feather?!"

Nan Huaiqin and Jin Cheng raised their heads almost in unison, and they looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

The heroic young man who had just recovered from the shock was puzzled by the sudden exclamation of the two.

Jin Cheng subconsciously turned his gaze to Nan Huaiqin, and said in a low voice, "Is that Bai Yu?"

With a solemn expression, Nan Huaiqin almost gritted his teeth and said, "Who else is there besides him who can move the Yin veins through the air?"

Li Yan still had some doubts in his eyes.

This can be considered normal. The original intention of the special operations team was to deal with all kinds of emergencies and supernatural events.

The primary duty of Border Town Guards and Tian Yang Guards is to protect the country and borders, and they don't pay that much attention to emergencies in the market.

Coupled with Li Yan's young age, he knew very little about these old events.

Jin Cheng's face was a bit ugly: "A-level wanted evil cultivator, demon monk Bai Yu."

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