Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

A Jindan stage monster appeared out of nowhere!

The monster's claws unexpectedly hit Xie Yunhe from behind!

By the time Xie Yunhe reacted, the attack was already so close that there was no time to dodge!

Is he going to be killed?

Xie Yunhe thought a little tiredly.

Xie Yunhe, who had killed several monsters before, was well aware of how powerful this kind of monster was.

Being torn apart by the powerful claws, no cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage had the physical strength to withstand it.

Several monks have been seriously injured and are still receiving treatment within the protective circle.

Does he want this too?

Strangely enough, the attack didn't reach him.

Xie Yunhe turned his head.

The mask was splattered with the blood of a monk.

Blood flowed down the Nuo mask and dripped onto the flower skirt that was already stained red with blood.

The floral skirt, which originally had a hint of white, was now splattered with blood.

Time seemed to slow down.

The scene before my eyes seemed to be played slowly frame by frame.

Blood splattered in the air...

Xie Yunhe saw the monk in front of him opening and closing his mouth.

"Miss... run..."

The monster behind him slowly revealed a ferocious smile.

Grabbing a fresh arm in his hand, he put it into his mouth.

The owner of the arm was the monk standing in front of him.

"Young... Master... Run... Quickly..."

Xie Yunhe had met this unknown monk from the law enforcement team once.

When the three of them entered the city, the first person to discover Hua Qinglian and greet her was a member of the city defense law enforcement team.

Xie Yunhe didn't know his name.

Even the person he saved was not Xie Yunhe, but Miss Hua Qinglian, the goddess of flowers in his eyes.

He thought the person under Xie Yunhe's Nuo was Hua Qinglian, so he risked his life to save him.

In the world of cultivating immortals, he should be used to these things.

As a cultivator of the Hua family, saving the eldest daughter of the Hua family might make this cultivator feel very honored.

If he died, the Hua family would bury him with honor and would also give his family a generous pension.

Even if Hua Qinglian knew about it later, she would definitely not blame him.

He is just a monk in the law enforcement team. From the moment he becomes a monk, he must be aware of death.

Besides, isn’t this a world of a novel? People will die as the plot progresses.

The spiritual rain was still falling at this time.

Xie Yunhe could feel the rain and blood hitting the Nuo mask.

He seemed to have become one with the rain.

Something slid down my cheek.

Is it raining?

Or blood?

He just felt something burning in his chest!

That thing is called anger!

Endless anger bubbled up from the bottom of my heart.

He had only one thought in his mind at this moment.

Kill the monster in front of you!

kill!

kill!kill!kill!

absolute!

We can't let the monster escape alive!

It felt like there was a wild beast roaring in my heart!

Unwilling!

Grief!

anger!

Killing intent!

The face that usually smiled beneath the Nuo mask now became expressionless.

The spiritual power in the body is rotating rapidly!

The spiritual power provided by the Nuo mask was being absorbed madly!

The spiritual rain beside him was attracted and transformed into spiritual power and absorbed!

The realm of cultivation is broken!

In the later stage of foundation building, everything will come naturally!

more than!

Xie Yunhe's momentum is constantly rising!

At the same time, something terrifying was taking shape.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a short moment.

At this time, the law enforcement monk had just finished speaking.

When the other cultivators around saw the Jindan-stage monster, they wanted to pull Xie Yunhe away with them.

The highest level of those present is at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they are unable to contend against the monsters at the Golden Core stage.

Aren't you going to run and wait to die?

But as soon as he took a step, he froze in place.

Not just him.

The monks who were nearby felt the bone-chilling cold.

That is a terrifying murderous intent!

Murderous intent emanated from the beautiful Nuo masked woman wearing a flowery skirt.

Something invisible lingered over the sword in her hand.

The sword moves!

An ordinary sword was swung out.

The monster in front of Xie Yunhe seemed to have nowhere to hide.

The Jindan stage monsters are a bit confusing.

why?

It had just torn a human apart and was about to put the human's hand into its mouth.

Its original target swung a sword at it.

It could tell at a glance that the human in front of it was much weaker than him.

It sneered at the little bug's struggle.

It wanted to dodge the sword, but felt it couldn't move.

Something horrible has locked it tightly!

The sword swept across his body!

There wasn't even any sound.

The monster was confused, and the world seemed to be turned upside down!

It seemed to see its body and limbs.

why?

It will never figure it out.

The monster's head, limbs, and hands fell to the ground.

Xie Yunhe's sword drew a circle on the monster's body in an ordinary way.

The monster's head and limbs were successfully separated.

Jindan stage monster, die!

When it died, the monk had not even completely collapsed.

He fell into a warm embrace.

He felt his head hit the hard chest.

Oh no, he wouldn’t fall on the young lady’s chest, would he?

But why is the eldest lady's chest so flat and broad?

That's right! Monster! Run away!

But before he could react, he was airborne.

He was actually picked up by someone?

Could it be hallucinations caused by excessive blood loss?

He began to doubt life.

Xie Yunhe's face under the Nuo mask was surprisingly calm.

It was as if it wasn't him who just killed the Jindan stage monster with one sword.

After he picked up the monk, he used his spiritual power without any instruction to pick up the monk's arm and placed it in his arms.

Fine iron swords surrounded him, and he no longer needed to hold the sword in his hands.

It was as if something invisible was holding the sword.

Another sweep of the sword!

puff!puff!puff!

All the Foundation Establishment monsters nearby were killed instantly!

The monks who were fighting against the monsters were unable to react.

The monster in front of him fell down.

Look back.

In the drizzle.

A beautiful woman with a Nuo mask and a blood-stained flowery skirt, holding a monk, passed by them calmly.

There was a terrifying tranquility about him.

No one dared to make a sound, and even forgot to breathe.

Just watched the beautiful woman in Nuo mask walk away.

Wait until the person disappears completely.

Everyone began to breathe.

The feeling of suffocation disappeared.

They had the illusion that if they said one more word or disturbed the other party, they would be killed by a sword.

The beautiful woman in Nuo mask just now.

The killing intent is soaring!

It even formed a murderous aura.

Someone said excitedly.

"Was that the legendary sword intent just now?"

"Sword Intent?"

"Sword Intention is something that a sword cultivator comprehends after practicing swordsmanship to the extreme! I heard that powerful ones can kill people without even being noticed!"

"I never thought I'd have the chance to see someone use sword power in this lifetime!"

"Anyone who can cultivate sword intent is a natural genius!"

"What kind of sword intent is this?"

"I don't know. This is the first time I've seen it. It should be a very strong sword intent."

"I heard that you usually only see people using sword power in the Nascent Soul stage, right?"

"The one just now... is in the late stage of foundation building?"