Chapter 428: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

Although he knew which direction the middle-aged scholar was fleeing, Chen Chao still chose to go in the opposite direction. He walked slowly in the mountains alone. Chen Chao, who had lost interest, crushed the Buddhist beads that Nanshan Maitreya gave him. He did not plan to settle accounts with Nanshan Maitreya. Along the way, it was okay to meet good people. If he met a bad person, he had to think about how bad he was and whether it was necessary to kill him. It was actually quite tiring.

Although Nanshan Maitreya was not necessarily a good person, fortunately he did not have any murderous intentions towards Chen Chao. Now that he was plotted against, Chen Chao did not think it was a big deal. At least from the beginning, Chen Chao knew that the other party had bad intentions.

But he did not care about Nanshan Maitreya. He still had to kill the demon king. After all, if he was alive, it would not be a good thing for the people nearby.

Although Xu Bai's realm was high, he might not be able to really kill the demon king. What Chen Chao had to do was to find the demon king's place of residence and then wait for him. 🄲

He had done a lot of this kind of thing before, so now he was familiar with it.

Among the cultivators in this mountain, no one understood the habits of monsters better than Chen Chao.

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Xu Bai was anxious. Although he was forced to chase and kill the middle-aged scholar, in fact, he was most concerned about his first wife. The flying sword of Jianqi Mountain was always the icing on the cake for Xu Bai. How could it be more important than Jiang Ying? But after so many years of companionship, he also knew what kind of character his first wife had. Even if he turned back at this moment, she would still hold the sword across her neck.

At this point, he had to kill the middle-aged scholar as soon as possible, and then he could make things perfect.

After making up his mind, Xu Bai's sword heart gradually calmed down. After a few miles, he stopped the middle-aged scholar and handed him a sword.

The bright sword light cut off several large trees in front of him in an instant. The middle-aged scholar had to stop and turn to look at the sword cultivator in the other shore realm.

Xu Bai didn't have the time to say anything more, just handed over the sword.

He was already talented, if he hadn't had a famous teacher and a sect behind him, he might have stepped into the Forgetful Realm and become a real sword immortal. Therefore, when he took action now, the middle-aged scholar was really at a disadvantage.

"Sword cultivator?! Damn it!"

The middle-aged scholar was hit by Xu Bai's sword, and a wound appeared on his chest, bleeding, but at the same time, countless demonic energy rolled up and killed Xu Bai.

Xu Bai cut off the demonic energy in front of him with a sword, and saw the true face of the middle-aged scholar. He let go of the sword in his hand expressionlessly, and the flying sword swept through the air and slashed at the middle-aged scholar in front of him again.

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand to stop the flying sword, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Xu Bai. Without the flying sword to restrain him, Xu Bai was not afraid of facing the demon king. He just pinched a sword finger, and a sword energy emerged from his fingertips, and then slashed out, leaving another horrifying wound on the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar did not retreat but advanced, and a palm print on Xu Bai's heart, and the rolling demonic energy poured out and poured directly into the body of the sword cultivator.

Xu Bai lost his mind in an instant, and the flying sword fell down powerlessly.

There was a chill in the eyes of the middle-aged scholar, and even a touch of ruthlessness. He wanted to severely injure the sword cultivator at this moment, but he also understood that if he really

wanted to take action, he would not be able to leave later.

Just this one move, he had consumed most of the blood and energy accumulated over the past few days, and the remaining small half could only be used to escape.

So he took one last look at the sword cultivator in front of him, his eyes were full of reluctance, but he still turned into a demonic aura and floated away.

After a moment, Xu Bai came back to his senses, his eyes became clear, he recalled his flying sword again, looked around, but could no longer see any trace of demons.

He stood there for a moment, and finally sighed, sheathed the flying sword, and continued to search for the trace of the middle-aged scholar.

Now the middle-aged scholar has been severely injured again. If he can't succeed, it is estimated that others will take advantage of him.

If this is true, Xu Bai can foresee how disappointed Jiang Ying is.

He doesn't want his wife to die, nor does he want to see her sad, but there are not so many ways to have both in the world, Xu Bai himself knows, but at this moment he can only try his best.

I hope the ending will be as I wish.

That would be the best.

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In Tugou Mountain, there is an abandoned mountain temple from the previous dynasty. Because the Daliang Dynasty did not respect ghosts and gods, it has long been in ruins. After that, countless vines and weeds grew, almost covering it. Even the people nearby did not know that there was actually a mountain temple in this mountain.

The middle-aged scholar condensed his body in front of the vines. After looking around, he confirmed that there were no outsiders. Then he looked down at his wounds. The two swords he suffered before were not light injuries. It must be said that the so-called killing power of sword cultivators is not nonsense. It’s just that the middle-aged scholar’s ​​face is ugly at this moment. He was injured by two sword cultivators before and after. He hated sword cultivators for a long time.

After taking a break for a while, the middle-aged scholar slowly turned into a demonic aura and filled the hall of the dilapidated mountain temple.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the dilapidated statue of the mountain god, the middle-aged scholar who was about to adjust his breath suddenly opened his eyes.

Behind the statue of the mountain god, footsteps sounded.

A young man in black shirt and carrying a knife came out. It was Chen Chao.

Looking at this young man whom he had met once before, the middle-aged scholar asked in surprise, "How did you find this place?"

Chen Chao looked at the transformed monster in front of him, smiled and said, "I have done this kind of thing a lot, so I probably have some experience."

The middle-aged scholar's expression was gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, he sighed and said, "I originally thought that sword cultivator was the most difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Chen Chao said calmly, "In a real fight, I may not be his opponent, but when it comes to finding traces of monsters, even ten of them can't match me."

The middle-aged scholar said softly, "It looks like you have killed many demons."

"It's probably normal for demons to eat humans and humans to kill demons?"

Chen Chao rubbed his head, not in a hurry to take action, but asked

"Have you eaten a lot of people too?"

The middle-aged scholar said calmly, "I liked it in the early years, but not so much in recent years."

Chen Chao snorted, nodded and said, "Then if I kill you now, it won't be considered unprovoked."

The middle-aged scholar sneered, "But you're here just for the things I have on you. Why do you say so righteously?"

Chen Chao shook his head, "Just by the way, I have to be first in line to kill you."

The middle-aged scholar was a little confused for a moment.

"I serve in the imperial court as a military attache, and it is my duty to kill demons and protect the people." Chen Chao said a few more words.

"So you are the guardian envoy from Huanglong Prefecture?" 🄲

The middle-aged scholar seemed to know that there was no way he could escape, but he seemed very calm at the moment.

Chen Chao smiled and said, "I worked as a garrison envoy in Weizhou a few years ago, but now I am in Shendu."

"Still a big shot, amazing."

The middle-aged scholar praised expressionlessly.

Chen Chao said nothing.

The middle-aged scholar suddenly said, "I can break the demon horn and give it to you. It's just a few more decades of practice. Now that you haven't done it yet, you are not sure of victory, right? In other words, you are worried that even if you try hard to kill, I’m just going to be taken advantage of by others?”

Chen Chao said, "I didn't expect you, a demon, to have such thoughts."

"There are many people eating, and they have been talking in my ears all day long, so naturally they can understand a little bit."

The middle-aged scholar sneered, "Speaking of which, you people are worse than monsters like us."

Chen Chao did not refute, but instead agreed, "Some people do have deep thoughts, and their hearts are not red after all. They are indeed not as good as monsters, but that definitely does not include you."

The middle-aged scholar didn't want to talk nonsense anymore and said indifferently, "How about it? What do you think?"

Chen Chao did not answer this question, but asked, "Who was the sword immortal who handed out the sword before?"

Mentioning the hated swordsman, the middle-aged scholar felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason, but at the moment he didn't want to go into details, so he simply said, "That man calls himself Liu Banbi."

Chen Chao nodded thoughtfully and said, "It is indeed him."

The middle-aged scholar was startled and was about to speak, wanting to ask about their relationship.

Chen Chao then smiled and said, "It's not that I can't kill you, I just want to know about this matter. Now that I know it, you can die."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Chao had already stepped in front of him, grabbed the middle-aged scholar's head, and punched his wound hard with his other hand.

After that, the knife at his waist was instantly unsheathed, and his head seemed to be cut off by the way.

Then Chen Chao threw the head, sheathed the knife, and said to himself, "You really thought you could survive. What were you thinking?"

The lifeless middle-aged scholar soon transformed into a prototype. It turned out to be an unusual white deer with a pair of antlers on its head. It was as white as snow and filled with light. You could tell it was a good thing just by looking at it.

Chen Chao stretched out his hand to cut off the antlers, took the demon bead, and then

Walk out of the hall.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

It was Xu Bai who came with the sword.

Chen Chao laughed at himself, but he still underestimated this sword cultivator.

Xu Bai saw the snow-white antlers in Chen Chao's hand at a glance. After landing, his expression was complicated for a moment and he didn't know what to say.

Chen Chao took the initiative and said, "This pair of antlers has been decided. Fellow Taoist, have you thought of two tricks?"

Xu Bai came to his senses in a daze, thinking about his wife Jiang Ying, and finally shook his head and said bitterly, "Since this thing has been obtained by fellow Taoists, I will naturally not snatch it away."

Chen Chao thought for a while and threw out the demon bead in his hand, "You were seriously injured first by this monster, so I got a good deal. The demon bead belongs to you, and I only want these antlers."

Xu Bai, who took the demon bead, nodded and said with some shame, "That would be disrespectful."

Chen Chao nodded and was about to leave.

But at this moment, another voice sounded in the distance, "Little friend, why didn't you inform the poor monk when you learned about the traces of the monster?"

Nanshan Maitreya brought Jiang Ying here and looked at the snow-white antlers in Chen Chao's hand with a smile.

Xu Bai suddenly turned around and said angrily, "Nanshan Maitreya, do you want to die?!"

He could naturally see that Nanshan Maitreya had captured his wife Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying couldn't speak. At this moment, she just looked at her husband with a little guilt in her eyes.

"Master, how did you capture this fellow Taoist?" Chen Chao also spoke at this moment, as if he was confused.

Nanshan Maitreya smiled and said, "My little friend, please don't pretend to be stupid. Today, the poor monk also misjudged me. It turns out that my little friend is not a young child."

Chen Chao also smiled and said, "But I still fell into the trap of the master and left some tricks on me."

"It's not worth mentioning, little friend, can you cut off this antlers? The poor monk will have great use for them."

Nanshan Maitreya is still smiling, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Then it depends on the master's price."

Chen Chao put away the antlers, placed his palm on the handle of the knife, and narrowed his eyes.

Nanshan Maitreya narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you are unwilling. In this case, I will trouble you, Daoist Fellow Xu."

Xu Bai was startled, then understood, and his face was ugly.

It turned out that Nanshan Maitreya wanted to use his hand to grab the deer horn. If it were normal, Xu Bai would definitely leave in anger, but at this moment, his wife was in his hands, and Xu Bai had to give in.

"Daoist Fellow Xu's swordsmanship is the best in Huanglongzhou. I think it should not be difficult to take down such a crude warrior? But Daoist Fellow Xu must be very alert. If he fails, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to guarantee the life of my wife."

Nanshan Maitreya is sure to win. The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Now he is the oriole.

Chen Chao suddenly asked, "If I hand over the deer horn, can the master let me go?"

Nanshan Maitreya smiled and nodded, "Of course, after all, monks are compassionate."

Chen Chao nodded and repeated, "What a compassionate one."