When Yang Yaoqin heard this, two crystal clear tears hung on her long eyelashes.
Feeling Yun Che's warm and reliable embrace, her heart involuntarily trembled violently. She couldn't help but say in a soft voice,"
"Thank you, Yun…Priest Yun…You have once again saved Yaoqin's life…"
Yun Che smiled gently and said softly,"
"Between you and me, there's no need to thank me."
At this moment, Butchie suddenly shouted in shock and anger,"
"Bastard! You still want to run! Hand over your life!"
It turned out that after Cheng Kun shot the arrow, he took advantage of everyone's attention on Yang Yaoqin and rolled lazily towards the cold pool beside the ancient tomb.
Although the lower half of his body was disabled, he was still very skilled. With the support of his arms, his speed of escape was not inferior to that of ordinary people.
In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived beside the cold pool.
Seeing this, how could Xiao Mang and the others let him go?
Immediately, the eight Ancient Tomb Sect girls chased after him with killing intent.
These eight people were all orphans and had been adopted by Ancient Tomb Sect since they were young.
To them, Miss was their heaven!
Now that this evil thief actually wanted to harm their young miss, how could they not be angry?
They had already made up their minds to burn this evil thief's bones and scatter his ashes to vent the hatred in their hearts!
At this moment, Cheng Kun suddenly turned around and smiled like a wolf.
Then, he shook his kasaya and a cylindrical object suddenly fell from his sleeve.
The cylinder was pitch-black and made of an unknown material. However, it gave off a cold metallic glow.
As soon as this item appeared, Yun Che's eyelids suddenly twitched. Immediately after, his heart trembled as if he sensed danger.
He immediately put down Yang Yaoqin in his arms and immediately executed the Lightness Skill, Cloud Dragon Nine Manifestation, to the extreme.
Yun Che's feet seemed to be riding on a breeze and flowing clouds, his figure changing as fast as lightning.
Cheng Kun sneered. The pitch-black cylinder in his hand was called the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle. It was the legendary king of hidden weapons.
"Blood is bound to be seen when it comes out, and it's unlucky to return empty.”
This item was of the same origin as the Tight Back Flower Eagle Bow Crossbow from before. It was obtained by Cheng Kun after he plotted against an expert of the Tang Sect in Shu.
He had always treated this as his trump card. He did not expect that he would have to use it today.
"Today, I will let you have a taste of this king of hidden weapons, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needles!”
"Brat, aren't you a god with martial arts and comparing yourself to an immortal?”
"Hahaha! Let's see how many people you can save this time!”
Cheng Kun pulled the spring and activated the mechanism. Cold light flickered in the cylinder.
The twenty-seven silver nails were as fast as lightning and as dense as a drizzle as they shot toward the eight girls.
Every silver needle was dipped in poison, and every time it was shot, blood would be seen.
Faced with this King of Hidden Weapons with unparalleled power, even a Xiantian level expert would die on the spot if they were not careful.
The eight girls, led by Butchie, saw a cold light flash in front of their eyes, and then they felt a bone-chilling chill surge into their hearts.
The twenty-seven silver nails were like the Black and White Ghosts that chased after the souls of the eight young girls.
These eight people were already in despair.
Although their martial arts were not top-notch, their knowledge was extraordinary.
Butchie closed her eyes in pain, waiting for death to come.
With their martial arts, it was impossible for them to survive such a dense needle attack!
"Priest Yun will definitely avenge us!”
At this moment, Yun Che appeared in front of the ladies like a god descending to the mortal world.
He let out a clear whistle and the True Martial Sword was already unsheathed.
What was there to be afraid of? The three-foot-long green sword showed its might!
With a clang, the True Martial Sword was unsheathed. The sword's cry was as clear as a dragon's roar.
The divine sword in Yun Che's hand seemed to have transformed into a silver dragon from outer space, flowing as if it was alive.
The sword radiance was as dazzling as a rainbow, and the sword Qi was as majestic as a river.
The sword in Yun Che's hand was as fast as lightning and as fast as a shooting star.
At times, the silver dragon would move agilely, and at other times, it would turn into a willow dancing in the wind.
Ding ding dang dang.
Sword Qi circulated, and the sword light turned into a light screen.
In that instant, Yun Che's wrist shook and he stabbed out twenty-seven times.
He actually managed to block the 27 extremely poisonous silver needles one by one.
Seeing this situation, Cheng Kun was almost scared out of his wits.
What kind of terrifying sword technique was this?
In that instant, he could actually stab out a total of twenty-seven swords!
Heavens!
Even if Zhang Sanfeng came here personally, he wouldn't have such a terrifying sword technique, right?
Cheng Kun didn't dare to think too much and immediately wanted to dive into the cold pool.
Seeing this, Yun Che laughed coldly and said indifferently,"
"Yaoqin, this monk dared to hurt you. I will avenge you!”
After saying that, Yun Che clenched his fist and true energy surged in his palm.
The steel arrow that was shot at Yang Yaoqin earlier was now under the effect of his zhenqi.
It was as if it had been given life as it shot towards Cheng Kun, who was fleeing in a sorry state.
Cheng Kun, who was about to reach the cold pond, suddenly felt a strong wind behind him. He couldn't help but look back.
Whoosh!
Yun Che's arrow actually pierced right into his right eye.
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