Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen’s gaze fell on Xue Qianying. He had not expected it to be her again, and her appearance put Jiang Chen in a difficult position once more.

Xue Qianying’s strength was extremely great. That she had gravely injured Qing Xuan was proof enough of her ability. Jiang Chen did not dare to underestimate that.

“We meet again.”

Jiang Chen said. The relationship between him and Xue Qianying was extremely complicated. Xue Qianying had died for him, and Jiang Chen’s heart was full of guilt. That scene was still vivid in his memory to this day. That simple, pure girl had charged ahead regardless of everything for the one she loved. Her resolute stance in that desperate, life-and-death moment had left Jiang Chen’s heart unable to calm down for a long time.

“Hand over the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring.”

Xue Qianying looked at Jiang Chen and said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

Jiang Chen did not know why Xue Qianying had become like this, but her smile had always stayed in his mind. Although the one before him was as cold as frost, in Jiang Chen’s heart, Xue Qianying was still Xue Qianying.

“Here!”

Jiang Chen reached out and grabbed, then flicked a green lotus with his finger, pushing it into Xue Qianying’s hands. Qing Xuan’s face changed drastically. She had not expected Jiang Chen to actually help this woman.

“Why did you give her the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring? Don’t you know she wants to kill the monk!”

Qing Xuan glared at Jiang Chen angrily. What kind of bullsh*t brother was this? Now he had actually handed the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring to a woman just like that. It made Qing Xuan incomparably angry.

The Monk Tyrant said nothing. He knew Jiang Chen would definitely not do something like that without reason.

“I’m sorry, Qing Xuan.”

Jiang Chen glanced at the gravely injured Qing Xuan and said in a low voice.

“I still have more of the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. But there’s only one Xue Qianying, and there’s only one Monk Tyrant, my brother.”

Qing Xuan was slightly stunned. She had already guessed the relationship between Jiang Chen and this white-clad woman, but she had not expected him to still have more of the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. As long as there was the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring, that was enough. It could make the Monk Tyrant stand up again.

“Hey, hey, hey! Brother, what about mine? Where’s my Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring?”

Yao Hongchen said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. They had agreed he would get a share.

“Sorry. One share for me, one share for my brother, so there’s none left for you. If there were a fourth share, I’d definitely give it to you.”

Jiang Chen said flatly. Yao Hongchen wanted to cry but had no tears. This bastard had actually played him. But the situation was not in his favor, and he could not use force at all. Jiang Chen was far too much stronger than him.

“Brother Jiang, I won’t ask you for the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring anymore. But remember, you owe me a favor.”

Yao Hongchen said through gritted teeth. If he really was an upright and aboveboard person, he probably would not go back on his word to him.

“All right!”

Jiang Chen glanced at Yao Hongchen and nodded heavily. If not for Xue Qianying, Jiang Chen might have given Yao Hongchen a share of the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. But now it was already too late.

“I’ve given you the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring, but there’s no way you’re touching the monk. And I won’t give you the God Suppressing Monument either.”

Jiang Chen sighed. Xue Qianying still looked cold and indifferent. She completely ignored Jiang Chen and closed in on the Monk Tyrant again.

“There’s no way you’re touching the monk.”

Jiang Chen swept forward and went straight at Xue Qianying. One could say the two of them loved and fought each other at the same time. Xue Qianying had no feelings at all toward Jiang Chen, only a fight, and the sword intent in her heart was not weaker than Jiang Chen’s at all.

Jiang Chen moved carefully step by step and did not strike at Xue Qianying. Instead, it was Xue Qianying who pressed him step by step. In Qing Xuan’s eyes, Jiang Chen’s situation was becoming more and more dangerous.

“Amitabha! She’s no longer the person in your heart. Little Chen, why fool yourself?”

The Monk Tyrant’s words stirred Jiang Chen’s heart, and for a moment his focus slipped. The Monk Tyrant’s words had reminded him precisely that the Xue Qianying of now was no longer the woman who had once lived and died for him. She was no longer that kind-hearted white-clad goddess who was cold as frost. The Xue Qianying of now was an executioner who killed people like flies. In her eyes there was nothing but slaughter, and more slaughter.

Jiang Chen very much wanted to know who was behind her!

Xue Qianying soared into the sky and faced Jiang Chen head-on. But Jiang Chen’s methods were not the slightest bit weak either. The strength of the Late Hierarch Realm was already enough for him to fight a Half-step Divine Emperor with one hand.

The Monk Tyrant’s words made him understand even more clearly that everything before him was an illusion. Xue Qianying was simply not the woman who had once died for him, and no longer the person he worried about so deeply.

“Three Thousand Flames Divine Seal!”

Jiang Chen struck out with a seal and forced Xue Qianying back. She was still not to be outdone and charged at the front. Sword shadows kept flashing before Jiang Chen’s eyes, but Jiang Chen’s sword realm was a cut above Xue Qianying’s. She could not hurt him at all.

“Drought Yin Fiends!”

Right at this moment, Xue Qianying shouted in a low voice. Ten ink-black figures broke free and arrived, enveloping Jiang Chen directly. The ten Drought Yin Fiends were each extraordinarily ferocious, coming at him like evil ghosts.

A thought stirred in Jiang Chen’s mind, and he retreated in order to advance. At this moment, Xue Qianying went straight for the Monk Tyrant. Jiang Chen’s figure flashed. He gripped the blood-red chain he had obtained earlier in the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and lashed it out hard, sending one Drought Yin Fiend flying!

The Drought Yin Fiends all actually had the strength of the Peak Hierarch Realm, and ten Drought Yin Fiends were no weaker than two Half-step Divine Emperors. How could such terrifying, sinister things be with Xue Qianying?

Jiang Chen had no time to think more. He lashed out with the blood-red chain in his hand again and again, forcing back all ten Drought Yin Fiends and whipping them apart. Jiang Chen’s guess had been right. The divine weapon obtained in the divine hall of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had a huge effect on these demons and monsters.

Having whipped the ten Drought Yin Fiends away, Jiang Chen suddenly appeared in front of the Monk Tyrant and blocked Xue Qianying’s attack. Every move of Jiang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Sword was vicious. This time, he no longer held back. Jiang Chen at the Late Hierarch Realm could cut down ordinary Half-step Divine Emperors within ten moves. Even someone as powerful as Xue Qianying now could not withstand Jiang Chen’s charge.

Xue Qianying retreated again and again, completely crushed by Jiang Chen’s supreme divine might. The ten Drought Yin Fiends had not thrown Jiang Chen into a panic. Instead, they had stoked the fury in his heart. If he kept hesitating, the Monk Tyrant’s situation would become extremely difficult.

Xue Qianying was forced back by Jiang Chen again and again, but she still resisted desperately. In the end, Jiang Chen’s sword sliced the clothes off her shoulder, revealing half of a snow-white arm. In the end, Jiang Chen could not bring himself to strike. At that moment, Xue Qianying finally fell back.

“Go!”

Jiang Chen shouted angrily, and Xue Qianying’s figure vanished.

“Monk, this is the Medicine Buddha’s Spirit Spring. I’ll help you heal your injuries.”