Although these disciples were not famous, they were all core disciples of the six major sects. Their cultivation was not bad in the martial world. However, with their strength, they could not do anything to these elite soldiers in black armor and holding heavy halberds!
In addition, these disciples were at a huge disadvantage in terms of numbers. The outcome of dozens of people against thousands of people was obvious!
In just a moment, they were completely submerged!
After that, the Black Armored Army slowly retreated and re-formed their formation. They were extremely orderly and there was actually no damage!
Only the corpses of the disciples of the six major sects were left on the ground.
Yan Chen was still standing in the middle of the crowd, dressed in white. With a long sword hanging at his waist, he looked indescribably elegant.
However, at this moment, Yan Chen was like a demon in the eyes of others, exuding a mighty aura!
"Wha... What was that? All dead?"
"Are these black-armored soldiers all first-rate experts?!”
"Hiss…Thousands of first-rate experts?"
" How is this possible?!"
The rest of the martial artists who had retreated far away were shocked when they saw the corpses on the ground.
These weren't just a few dozen bandits, they were the core disciples of the six great sects, all of whom had reached the second-rate realm!
It was not an exaggeration to say that each of these people alone could deal with these people who had come up the mountain to watch the show!
How could they not be shocked?
"If you don't want to die, get off White Mountain!!”
Yan Chen looked up and swept his gaze across the crowd. Although his tone was calm, it shook the eardrums of these people!
"We're only here to watch the show, we didn't offend your White Mountain Army!”
"That's right, you…Why are you so overbearing?"
"Shh, do you f * cking want to die?!"
"Shut up. Let's just leave…"
"No, although our martial arts are not good, it's not…You can't just bully me!"
After all, the people in the martial world had some backbone. Even though they were afraid of Yan Chen, many of them felt humiliated when they were scared away.
Anyway, they were here to watch the show and did not attack earlier. Even if Yan Chen was powerful, could he be so unreasonable and attack them?
Unfortunately, they thought too highly of him.
Clang!
"Ridiculous!"
A fierce look flashed across Yan Chen's eyes. He flicked his thumb slightly and the Seven Star Dragon Abyss was unsheathed by half an inch!
"I, Yan Chen, am so domineering. What are you going to do?”
"I'll give you three breaths of time. If you don't want to die, scram. If you're still here after three breaths of time, then you can all stay.”
As soon as Yan Chen finished speaking, the 3,000 black-armored halberd wielding warriors and the 300 Wei Wu soldiers behind him took a step forward. Their bodies surged with killing intent as they roared angrily.
"Kill!"
The roar was like a thunderclap. The dense killing intent instantly caused everyone's expressions to change drastically.
Those martial artists who had stood up earlier with a sense of righteousness and spoke passionately were now like stray dogs, turning around and fleeing first!
Instantly, everyone turned around and fled.
There was only one life. When faced with a life-threatening decision, the so-called stubbornness was just a joke.
Although the gates of the White Mountain Army stronghold were wide, it could not accommodate so many people running at the same time. In a moment of squeezing and trampling, several people were actually injured!
In just three breaths, the White Mountain Army camp returned to silence, leaving behind only corpses and weapons on the ground!
The sun had already reached noon. In the martial arts field, a faint bloody smell slowly drifted between the mountains and forests.
"Clean up the battlefield!"
Yan Chen took a deep breath. The light in his deep eyes was restrained and as calm as the abyss!
The people who came this time were not just some kittens or puppies. All of them were top figures of the six major sects. Their collections were not comparable to those of the ordinary disciples last time!
By the time the battlefield was cleaned up, it was already past noon.
"Major!" Qin San strode to Yan Chen's side with a face full of joy." This time, the six great sects have given us a big gift!!”
"Oh? What do you have?"
Yan Chen was also looking forward to it. Qin San rarely lost his composure like this, so the things this time must be very good.
"Just the silver taels alone are worth more than eighty thousand taels. Kong Zhi alone has thirty thousand silver taels worth of banknotes!”
“... So rich?" Yan Chen was speechless." You're still a monk?”
If this was obtained from begging, then how good was Kong Zhi? How fated?
"What about the others?"
"There aren't many pills. The most I have are martial arts manuals!”Qin San was obviously extremely excited. When he reached the end, even his tone was a little unsteady." Huashan Sect's Eagle Snake Life and Death Duel, Kunlun Sect's Thunderous Sword Technique, Kongtong Sect's Mountain Destroying Palm!"!”
Hearing these secret manuals, Yan Chen's eyes lit up!
These were naturally top tier martial arts, but Yan Chen did not care about them.
There was no need to talk about the Eagle Snake Life and Death Duel. It was a forbidden technique that had been passed down for more than a hundred years in the Huashan Sect. Although it was powerful, it was too mysterious and ruthless. It was difficult to be refined.
Although the Thunderbolt Sword Technique was fast, it was ultimately not as fast as the Swift Sword Technique.
As for the martial arts of the Kongtong Sect, only the Seven Wounds Fist was interesting.
However, the Seven Wounds Fist Scripture was the ultimate technique of the Kongtong Sect. Chang Jingzhi would not carry it with him when he walked in Jianghu, which was a pity.
"What about Shaolin?"
Yan Chen saw that Qin San was still full of excitement and smiled slightly. He already understood in his heart.
A person like Kong Zhi who had thirty thousand taels of silver on him and was also proficient in eleven ultimate skills alone, how could such a greedy person have any less hidden goods?
"Damn it, Kong Zhi, that old monk, is really generous!”
" Hahaha!" Qin San laughed loudly." He actually has the Shaolin 72 Ultimate Skills manual on him!”
"Seventy-two ultimate techniques?" Yan Chen's eyes lit up.
Wasn't the Shaolin Sect passed down to this day by relying on the miraculous ultimate technique passed down by Patriarch Bodhidharma?
If he used all of these 72 ultimate techniques, he would definitely be unrivaled in the martial world!
If Kong Zhineng could train anything to the peak, instead of being greedy, his martial arts realm would not be limited to the Xiantian realm.
This was the real good stuff!
"Dragon Claw Hand, Golden Bell Cocoon, Vajra Finger, and Vajra Palm!”
"Four books?" Yan Chen laughed." Kong Zhi, oh Kong Zhi, I really have to thank you!”
After obtaining all these martial arts manuals, the system notifications kept ringing!
"Ding! Detected that the host has obtained a fourth-grade martial art manual, Thunderous Sword Technique. Do you want to cultivate it?”
"Ding! Detected that the host has obtained a rank 6 martial art manual," Vigorous Vajra Finger ". Do you wish to cultivate it?”
"Ding…"
"Cultivate!"
Yan Chen thought to himself without hesitation!
Although these martial arts weren't top-notch, they were definitely top-notch martial arts in the pugilistic world!
With the system, his cultivation speed was extremely fast, and he could even make these martial arts complement each other perfectly!
Even if he might not be able to use it in the future, having more skills wouldn't be a burden, so why not?
This time, it was really a big harvest!
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