Chapter 401 Stranger

"Is there a monk near here?" Su Yan flew over and pulled the space out of the folds, still hiding his figure to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Under the huge rock, two people are confronting each other.

There are only three people on one side, with oriental faces, led by a woman, while there are more than a dozen people on the other side, wearing retro Western clothes and looking like a typical Westerner.

Three Orientals were surrounded by dozens of Western monks, and two of them looked a little angry.

The leading woman has a beautiful face, white skin color like jade, green silk tied behind her head, and her temperament is very elegant and gentle, but at this time, she also frowned slightly and looked a little unhappy and said, "Guys, do you have to kill it all?"

A group of Western-faced monks had no words and looked at the woman with cold eyes without any emotion, as if they were looking at a dead man.

"Sister Qingyu! We fought with them! The sect collapsed and the inheritance was cut off! We have been hiding in the east for a long time! I really can't stand it!... Damn Holy Court stick! I'm fighting with you!"

The faces of the two men behind the woman known as Qingyu's senior sister were almost distorted, and all kinds of complex emotions were mixed together. They looked extremely angry, as if they had been suppressed for a long time, and now they have been released.

The two people's eyes surged with determination, and the dagger slipped out of their sleeves, which stimulated the spiritual power in their bodies to kill the outer circle. At the same time, they shouted, "Sister Qingyu! If there is a glimmer of possibility, you will escape and avenge us when you become strong in the future..."

After saying that, two rainbows burst out and ignited a strong glow of life. They were not afraid of death and chose to bloom the last glory in front of this desperate road!

"Brother! No!..." The rain became panicked, and his pure eyes were covered with a layer of water mist. He wanted to stop it, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hmm! Two flea-like existence! You don't have to risk your life!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a gray robe came out of the crowd, with a hooked nose, high cheekbones, blue eyes, a crystal clear sphere in his hand, and glowed inside.

His fingers moved slightly, and the crystal clear sphere suddenly flew out, very fast and emitting a blazing light. Almost in an instant, the crystal ball smashed the eyebrows of the two men.

A blood line was very long, and their pupils were scattered in an instant. The vitality of their bodies disappeared, and the cold bones slowly lay down.

"You!..."

Qingyu's body trembled slightly and saw the two brothers die in front of him. This feeling was so uncomfortable that a crazy hatred rose from her heart, but there were 15 Western monks around her, who were outnumbered and really powerless.

"Haha!...... The Holy Court dispatched you 15 strong men just to kill three Chinese monks. Why!? Why do you have to kill it!?..." Qingyu smiled desolately and was secretly gathering the strength of his whole body, ready to burst into the last light and heat.

It's just that these strong people in the holy court are very cautious. Even if there is only Qingyu in front of them, they have not relaxed their vigilance at all, and everyone still locks the air machine on her.

"It is the duty of the Holy Court to kill the Eastern Friars, especially the Chinese monks. There is no reason, you must die! This is the oracle, a predestined future!" An old man in white robe came out of the crowd, a priest.

His eyes surged with wisps of lines, emitting soft light, and continued: "No one can interfere with the will of the Holy Court. To tell you the truth, the monks of Dongtu will soon be killed, and soon, the races of the Eastern Continent will be cleaned!"

"You are crazy!... The oracle of the Holy Court?! Humph! As monks who go against the sky, how can you believe in false oracles?! It's ridiculous!"

Qingyu's face was a little pale. She knew that the holy court had such a powerful ability, but Qingyu never thought that the holy court would clean the eastern continent!

"You won't succeed! You will never know the mystery of the Eastern Continent. At that time, the only thing waiting for you is complete destruction!" The rain is cold.

"Mystery? The mystery you mentioned is only relatively speaking. Before the earth's mutiny, the eastern continent was extremely mysterious. Even the holy court did not dare to step on it at will, but now the poor mystery is ridiculous compared with the existence behind the holy court!"

"However, you are very lucky. There is a big man who practices magic and needs a good furnace tripod for him to pick up. You are a good candidate. Today's main purpose is to capture you!" The middle-aged man in the gray robe smiled sadly, which made people feel sad.

"Hmm! Don't think about it!" Qingyu naturally knows what the so-called furnace tripod means. It is a state of being bullied, insulted and used by others, but can't resist at all. Becoming a furnace tripod for others to practice is a matter worse than death!

Qingyu absolutely didn't want this to happen. Her eyes flashed with ashes, and she made a major decision in her heart. She secretly operated the spiritual power in her body and was ready to break her heart, and she couldn't let them succeed!

"Would you like to stop yourself? You don't have a chance." The priest in white waved his hand and played a rune, disappeared into Qingyu's body, and sealed all her cultivation in an instant, and the spiritual power in her body could not work at all.

"Da Damn it..." Qingyu was sealed and his cultivation, and he was a little panicked. At this time, he faced the Western strong again, like an unarmed weak woman who met a bloodthirsty beast in the wild, without any power to resist.

"Take it away!" The priest in white opened his mouth faintly and turned around. Behind him, two monks in bronze armor stepped forward and were about to take the rain away.

At this moment, an inexplicable air machine filled this area, and there were ripples in the void, which was squeezed out by some powerful force.

The next moment, Su Yan's figure fell from the sky. The two bronze armored monks were bombarded by a mysterious force. The armor on the body surface was intact, but the flesh and blood suddenly burst into powder by the invisible power, leaving only a pair of armor!

"Hmm!?" The Western monk was shocked and did not expect that such a powerful Eastern monk would suddenly appear here. The cultivation in front of him was not easy to judge, and it was not within the range they could perceive at all.

There are only two possibilities in this situation. One is that the person in front of him does not have any cultivation, and the other is that his cultivation is much higher than that of any one present. Judging from the scene of the two monks just now, the first one may be almost rule out!

For a while, all Western monks were alert, especially the middle-aged man in a gray robe holding a crystal ball and the old priest in white. The two had a deep cultivation and had a special sense of the breath in the dark.

"Who are you?" The priest in white took a step and looked at Su Yan.

"Rain?" Su Yan ignored the Western monks at all, but looked at the helpless woman beside him. Su Yan's figure and voice pulled Qingyu back from the edge of despair.

At this time, a trace of glow appeared on Su Yan's fingertips, and the next moment, the prohibition in Qingyu's body dissipated instantly.

Memories gushed out of the clear eyes of the rain, and some memories that had been sealed for many years were excavated from the depths of her mind. A familiar face slowly coincided with the man in front of her, and an incredible look flashed on the rain's face.

"Brother Su Yan!?..." Qingyu's voice trembled a little, and it was hard to believe that what he saw was true: "It's really Brother Su Yan! ... They said that you disappeared many years ago. Life and death are unknown, and your whereabouts are unknown. Qingyu is not dreaming!?..."

"It's me." A trace of self-blame flashed in Su Yan's eyes. Just now, he didn't think that this Qingyu was the one he knew.

That was many years ago. Long before Su Yan went to Shenzhou, he was asked by his master to treat a young girl, whose name was Qingyu.

At that time, Qingyu was eroded by evil spirits, and his life was in danger. It was Su Yan who used his most holy blood and the evil runes to save him.

At that time, the rain was still very small, but now it has changed a lot. Su Yan also recalled for a long time before he connected the rain in front of him with her when she was a child.

And Su Yan is not much different from the past. Except for becoming more resolute and strong, there is no difference from the past. After all, Su Yan is older, and he is very impressed in Qingyu's heart.

"I'm not right. If I could take action earlier, I could save the two brothers, but I didn't expect to see you here again. How's uncle now?" A sense of nostalgia surged in Su Yan's eyes and wanted to know some old things.

However, as soon as Su Yan just mentioned these, Qingyu's face became more haggard, with a strong sense of sadness between his eyebrows.

"What's wrong?"

However, before Su Yan finished asking, he was interrupted by Western monks: "Who are you!? Why did you stop the Holy Court from doing things? Don't you know how serious it is to kill the strong man in my holy court?!"

Su Yan calmed the rain, and then frowned slightly: "Holy Court, I have heard of the name of the Holy Court. You belong to the Western Continent. Since ancient times, you have not violated the river with the Oriental monks. Now you dare to come to China to commit murder. Don't you know how stupid this is?"

"Stupid? Do you still think this is the ancient Chinese civilization?! You have withered! Even if the world changes, this era does not belong to you. The power behind the holy court is so great that you can't imagine! I advise you to give up!" The gray-robed middle-aged man is gloomy.

The forces behind it? Humph! I don't want to know what you are from now. I only give you ten breaths to disappear from my eyes, otherwise you will all die. Su Yan's face was calm, but there was a palpitating aura around him.

"Arrogant! Since you want to die! We will fulfill you!" Several armored Western soldiers hold sharp weapons, including huge axes, broad swords, and bows... Attacked and killed Su Yan.

Su Yan hummed softly, his eyes turned slightly, and a breath of destruction escaped from his pupils!

click!

The soldiers who rushed to Su Yan's bodies and bones were smashed inch by inch and turned into powder. Their bodies also collapsed in an instant, like a pile of mud, wailing. Finally, under Su Yan's eyes, they completely disappeared, leaving only armor all over the ground.