Dragon-Marked War God

Chapter 3170 – Why Did It Have to Be Her Again



An incomparably terrifying sword light swept swiftly across his neck. Without the slightest warning, Yueyin the Enlightened was wiped out in an instant, and his soul was absorbed into the Great Yu Soul Forming Light.

Yueyin the Enlightened died without even knowing who had killed him. At that moment, his body slowly floated up toward the top of the ancient well.

“No!!!”

“Junior Brother!!”

Wuyin the Enlightened and Shenyin the Enlightened cried out almost in unison, their faces turning extremely ugly. They had never imagined that at a time like this, someone would actually strike from the shadows.

“Hmph, a bunch of stupid guys. If he’s dead, he’s dead. What’s there to regret? You sanctimonious lot all deserve to die.”

Jiang Chen’s voice echoed through the waters. Wei Xiaolong, Wuyin the Enlightened and Shenyin the Enlightened all cried out in alarm, their breath catching. They had never imagined that the one who had launched this sneak attack from behind would actually be Jiang Chen.

“Didn’t he die in the hall of the Ancient Buddha Dipankara? How can he be here?”

Wei Xiaolong gasped. Jiang Chen’s death had been a done deal. How had he escaped? It was simply unbelievable. They had clearly sealed him in the small world, and he should have vanished into the void along with the hall of the Ancient Buddha Dipankara. Yet he had appeared here alive and well, and had even killed Yueyin the Enlightened. It was simply like a fairy tale.

“This is impossible!”

Shenyin the Enlightened was also extremely shocked. But the facts were right in front of them, and they had no choice but to believe it. Jiang Chen had indeed appeared once again, and had even killed their junior brother Yueyin the Enlightened and taken the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. At this moment, Wuyin the Enlightened and Shenyin the Enlightened were about to completely break down. Two of their junior brothers had both died at Jiang Chen’s hands. This was way too much. And Jiang Chen had appeared without a sound, and they had done all the work for Jiang Chen’s benefit. If the five of them had not joined forces against the Scarlet-Ass Macaque, getting the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring might not have been so easy for Jiang Chen.

“There are plenty of impossible things. You want to kill me? Dream on. Now, slowly enjoy the Scarlet-Ass Macaque’s attacks. Hahaha.”

Jiang Chen turned into a streak of light and shot straight up through the ancient well.

“Damn you, I’ll tear you into ten thousand pieces!”

“Jiang Chen, you and I can’t both live under the same sky!”

“Dog thief, you will surely die without a place to be buried.”

Wei Xiaolong was also beside himself with rage. Even though he could not believe Jiang Chen had appeared in front of them, the result shocked him greatly. No matter what, Jiang Chen not being dead was a huge threat to them.

As long as Jiang Chen lived for one more day, the fury in their hearts would not subside for one more day. Now Jiang Chen had also killed Yueyin the Enlightened. Wuyin the Enlightened’s and Shenyin the Enlightened’s faces were almost the color of pig liver. Facing the Scarlet-Ass Macaque’s attacks, they also fell completely on the defensive.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Jiang Chen had already gotten away.

…………

In front of the thatched hut, the Monk Tyrant and Qing Xuan arrived belatedly. Looking at the immortal herbs and spirit medicines all around, all completely ruined, even Qing Xuan felt it was an incomparable pity.

“Sigh, what a waste. This whole herb garden was destroyed by who knows who. It really makes you want to beat your chest and stamp your feet.”

If the Monk Tyrant could have taken these spirit medicines, perhaps they would have let his injuries heal as quickly as possible.

But Qing Xuan knew that the most important thing about coming here was still the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. Only by getting the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring could the Monk Tyrant recover quickly and grow stronger, no longer fearing the forces searching for them everywhere. Then perhaps they could fight side by side again, and would not have to keep hiding.

“I wonder where the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring is.”

The Monk Tyrant sighed as well. Although he had found this place by relying on his sense of the Lapis Lazuli Medicine Buddha, he did not know where the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring was. And they were deep in danger. They had to be wary at all times of those around them who wanted to kill them.

“You’re the Reincarnated Living Buddha, aren’t you?”

A white-clad figure appeared in front of Qing Xuan and the Monk Tyrant and said flatly.

The woman’s long hair was like a waterfall, her back curved like a hook. Her eyes met Qing Xuan’s, then finally came to rest on the Monk Tyrant.

“Who are you?”

Qing Xuan said in a deep voice, pointing directly at the white-clad woman.

“I’ve come to take the God Suppressing Monument.”

The white-clad woman said flatly, looking straight ahead.

“You want to take the God Suppressing Monument? Heh, what big words. Who do you think you are?”

Qing Xuan said with a cold laugh, her eyes incomparably cold, her fists clenched. This fight could break out at any moment.

“Whoever stands in my way will be killed without mercy!”

The white-clad woman’s cold voice was like a machine. She took a single step forward, and Qing Xuan was knocked back two steps by her.

“Be careful! Qing Xuan!”

The Monk Tyrant sensed how powerful the white-clad woman was and said in a low voice.

“If you want the God Suppressing Monument, get past me first.”

Qing Xuan was not afraid at all and went straight at the white-clad woman. But the white-clad woman was not to be outdone either, and the clash between the two broke out in an instant. The white-clad woman’s sword edge was like snow, incomparably light and nimble. Her sword momentum struck the heavens, its strength able to shake the sky, its might unstoppable. Several times she struck, leaving Qing Xuan no way to fight back, and even putting her in an extremely passive and dangerous situation. Every move of the white-clad woman was vicious, even more ruthless than a man’s. A fight between women was even bloodier. Both of them fought as though they regarded death as nothing.

Qing Xuan swore to protect the Monk Tyrant with her life, while the white-clad woman swore to kill anyone in her way and take the God Suppressing Monument.

“Get lost!”

The white-clad woman’s sweeping moves overpowered heaven and earth, completely suppressing Qing Xuan, leaving her no way to resist at all. Her sword might shifted, and three sword strikes all pierced between Qing Xuan’s ribs, gravely injuring her.

“Qing Xuan!”

The Monk Tyrant was extremely worried, his face pale. But at this moment, he had not the slightest way to help Qing Xuan. He was now a complete cripple.

“No!”

The Monk Tyrant roared. The white-clad woman’s sword was about to fall on Qing Xuan’s throat.

“Clang!”

The sound of metal striking metal broke through the air. The Heavenly Dragon Sword turned into a streak of light and returned to Jiang Chen’s hand.

At that moment, the Monk Tyrant’s whole body trembled, and joy rose to his brows.

Although he could not see, he knew that familiar aura better than anyone.

“Little Chen… you… you’re actually still alive!”

The Monk Tyrant was incomparably excited. Jiang Chen being alive mattered more than anything.

“There are lots of people who want to kill me, but not one of them has ever succeeded.”

Jiang Chen said flatly. But when he raised his head, his mind fell into turmoil once again.

Her again! Why did it have to be her again!

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