After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 756 Wooden Dummy as a Substitute, One-Hit Kill! [Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets]

"call……"

Before he could react, the paper figures ignited instantly, surrounding him from all directions.

They're all self-destructing trucks, trying to send Chen Yang to heaven.

The explosive power of this thing is considerable. Chen Yang dared not use his golden body to directly confront it. He swept his sword energy around, and the fireball collided with the sword energy, immediately exploding.

"Boom boom boom..."

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Chen Yang leaped into the air, avoiding the direct impact of the explosion.

A gust of air still sent him flying.

The person was lifted up by the blast wave, rising dozens of meters into the air, tracing a parabola in the air, and landing nearly a hundred meters away.

A tall fir tree was bent and broken by Chen Yang's weight.

Chen Yang landed just as the rustling sound reached his ears again.

Another large number of paper figures flew over, quickly combining and coalescing into a giant paper figure over ten feet tall.

The paper figure took a step forward and arrived in front of Chen Yang, raising its foot to kick him.

Chen Yang dodged to the side.

"Boom bang bang..."

The paper figure kicked out, and the strong wind swept through, causing the surrounding fir trees to burst and fall to the ground.

The scale of the attack was terrifying.

What a strong force.

Chen Yang frowned slightly. Seeing the paper figure lock onto him and attack again, he did not retreat but advanced, stepping forward and swinging his iron hammer to clash with the paper figure.

"Oh!"

The paper figure swung its hand and hit the iron hammer squarely.

The terrifying force rebounded, causing Chen Yang to slide back more than ten meters.

The paper figure was sent flying backward, its right arm shattered, but the scattered paper figures quickly coalesced again.

A bit of a secret.

Chen Yang was shocked. The medicinal power of the Five Dragon Pill in his body had not been fully metabolized yet. In his golden body state, his maximum strength could almost reach the power of ten dragons.

Even with a full-force strike, the paper figure wasn't completely shattered; its strength should not be underestimated.

"Susususu..."

A strange noise rang out, and another bunch of paper figures flew out of the forest and quickly stuck to the giant paper figure.

The paper figure grew larger as the wind blew, and its aura also suddenly increased.

A black line appeared on Chen Yang's forehead.

Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover.

He leaped up and, taking advantage of the moment the paper figure solidified, flipped over to be above it and plummeted towards its head.

Sensing the danger, the paper figure swung its hand and slapped Chen Yang.

Chen Yang slashed down with his sword.

"Shh!"

The paper figure's outstretched arm could not withstand the sharpness of Chi Xiao's blade, and its wrist was severed in an instant.

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Yang struck the paper figure on the head with a palm strike.

"boom!"

Refa!

The accumulated thunder energy within the thunder vein poured out instantly.

Boom!
A torrent of arcs of light poured from Chen Yang's palm, like a sudden flash of thunder, instantly piercing through the paper figure's massive body.

The forest was illuminated.

With an explosion, the paper figure emitted a large amount of black smoke and exploded instantly.

The waste paper fell in a flurry, as if it had lost its spirit, and soon scattered all over the ground, igniting flames.

Having succeeded in his attack, Chen Yang retreated and created distance.

The enormous paper figure collapsed in the blink of an eye.

Evil things fear the power of extreme yang the most, and the power of thunder is the power of extreme yang.

Chen Yang was worried that the paper figure might use lightning magic and be unafraid of the power of lightning, but as it turned out, his worries were completely unnecessary.

The paper figures that landed on the ground quickly combusted and burned, filling the forest with the smell of burning paper money.

A small number of paper figures survived, but they must have realized that the situation was hopeless and they couldn't defeat Chen Yang, so they quickly formed a team and flew away into the depths of the forest.

Chen Yang wasn't about to let them get away, so he immediately gave chase, wanting to see where they were flying and if he could find the person controlling them.

The moonlight illuminated the forest, which was somewhat chilly and eerily silent.

The group of paper figures flickered in the woods and quickly disappeared.

Chen Yang chased after him for about a mile before stopping.

lost!

These paper figures are running too fast.

He used radar to probe outwards, but there was no trace of the paper figure.

"Boom, boom..."

In the distance, the sounds of fighting could be heard.

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, assuming that Xuan Jing had run into the person in question.

Chen Yang immediately ran towards the direction from which the fighting was coming from.

The weasel king was released by him, and it followed Chen Yang with a box in its arms at a very fast speed.

……

A few hundred meters away, Chen Yang stopped again.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; not even a single insect chirped.

You have to understand, this is summer, and there are so many insects in the mountains, especially cicadas, whose chirping is incessant all day long. This sudden silence is very strange.

At first, he wondered if he had accidentally fallen into some kind of illusion.

But Lao Huang, an expert in illusions, denied the existence of illusions.

There is only one explanation for this situation: the creatures in the forest instinctively sensed danger, and the insects and birds had already fled.

A chill suddenly ran down Chen Yang's spine.

In the shadows ahead, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were watching him.

The feeling was like being stared at by a pervert on the subway.

A very aggressive gaze.

Chen Yang tilted his head and glanced at the figure. About fifty or sixty meters ahead, a person stood out from behind a huge fir tree.

Bathed in moonlight, her face was obscured.

"Young man, you've crossed the line."

A cold, hoarse voice came from ahead, devoid of any emotion.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned slightly.

"Who are you? Tong Chen? Or Tong Kui?"

As he spoke, Chen Yang slowly approached the other person. Judging from the aura emanating from him, this person's cultivation level was not high, barely reaching the mid-stage of the Creation Realm.

"Ah."

The old man chuckled lightly, "You're young and impetuous, like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger. Do you know that you've already stepped one foot into the gates of hell?"

He didn't answer Chen Yang's question, but instead uttered some meaningless nonsense.

Chen Yang completely ignored them.

"Humph!"

A cold snort rang out, and the old man suddenly moved, stepping out from behind the tree with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Chen Yang, and a flash of silver light appeared in his hand. The sword light flickered and shot straight towards Chen Yang's neck.

Their moves are designed to kill.

Chen Yang was prepared, and with a wave of his sword, he met the opponent's attack.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

A powerful sword intent suddenly erupted from the old man's body, and a terrifying will instantly overwhelmed Chen Yang, thrusting out several swords in an instant, all aimed at Chen Yang's vital points.

Sword intent!

The sword intent emanating from this person was even stronger than that of Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was somewhat surprised, but he quickly broke free from that vast ocean of sword intent.

Sword energy crisscrossed, and the air was filled with the sound of two swords clashing.

The opponent's sword strikes were fierce, and Chen Yang was somewhat unable to defend himself. His golden body was slashed several times, and it dimmed slightly.

He wanted to suppress him directly with violence, but the other party was quite good at deflecting force. The power of ten dragons seemed to be easily neutralized, giving Chen Yang the feeling of hitting cotton with a heavy hammer.

"Shh!"

Chen Yang swept his longsword horizontally, releasing sword energy several feet high, instantly forcing his opponent back.

He also turned and retreated quickly, creating some distance between himself and the other.

"Yang Family Swordplay?"

The old man looked at Chen Yang with interest. "It's still the Yang family's 'Shaoyang Swordplay,' but it's slightly different, seemingly more refined..."

In this atmosphere, the old man actually began to comment on Chen Yang's swordsmanship.

Chen Yang frowned slightly. "You know about the Shaoyang Sword Technique?"

This sword technique is an advanced sword technique created by Yang Dongguan based on the Yang family sword technique. Even the current members of the Yang family probably don't know that this sword technique exists.

How could this old man recognize this sword technique?

"More than just knowing each other."

The old man chuckled softly, raised his right hand, and pointed at Chen Yang.

"Shh!"

A sword aura shot out from between his fingers and instantly flew towards Chen Yang.

"Keng!"

Chen Yang raised his sword to parry.

Sparks flew as sword energy struck the blade, the impact forcing Chen Yang to take two steps back.

Shaoyang Sword Technique?

This person actually knows the Shaoyang Sword Technique?

Chen Yang's eyes flashed, "You're Tong Chen?"

The Shaoyang Sword Technique was created by Yang Dongguan. If this person knows this sword technique, he must have had some interaction with Yang Dongguan.

Do Tong Chen and Yang Dongguan have any connection?

Of course there are. When Yang Dongguan massacred the entire Erlang Temple family, Tong Chen was among them. Moreover, it is said that some survivors witnessed Tong Chen dying at Yang Dongguan's hands.

At this moment, Chen Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

He had previously thought that Tong Chen had used the Erlang Temple incident as an excuse to escape and go into hiding.

But this logic doesn't hold up. Why would he want to slip away and fade from everyone's sight?
In order to return to Dawa Mountain and take control of the wandering monks there?

As it turns out, after all these years, it seems that Wang Xuance's roving troops were not under his control.

Moreover, he was originally a disciple of Dawa Mountain. When Erlang Temple was destroyed, he returned directly to Dawa Mountain to find the wandering master. Who could have known?
At that time, he was probably just an unknown nobody, so who would have focused their attention on him?

Therefore, the argument that he deliberately evaded responsibility is untenable.

Now that it seems this person is connected to Yang Dongguan, Chen Yang can't help but wonder if Tong Chen has some kind of special relationship with Yang Dongguan.

Furthermore, Yang Dongguan's motive for destroying Erlang Temple, as he had previously heard from Jiang Daotang, was to find some kind of scripture or secret manual. Because he was discovered and the manual was not found, he killed people in a fit of rage.

However, Chen Yang suddenly felt that perhaps another possibility should be added.

For example, because of this Tong Chen.

If Tong Chen really did die at Erlang Temple, then it would definitely be considered a violent death.

One of the conditions for becoming a wandering master is that a mortal monk who died a violent death must be transformed into a madman through a special method.

Therefore, at this moment, Chen Yang suspected that Tong Chen had also become a wandering master.

Moreover, this person might have an extremely close relationship with Yang Dongguan. Yang Dongguan's annihilation of the entire Erlang Temple family and burning down the Erlang Temple might very well have been helping him achieve the status of a wandering master.

Thinking about this, Chen Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

"hehe."

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled slightly. "Who I am doesn't matter that much. Young man, as for you, where did you learn your swordsmanship?"

At this moment, Chen Yang was certain of the old man's identity.

At the mid-stage of the Creation Realm, possessing the body of a wandering master, and proficient in magical arts, his strength should not be underestimated.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, "You won't even answer my question directly, so what do you expect me to answer?"

"Ah."

The old man chuckled softly, "It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting young man like you. So young, yet so fond of courting death. It would be my fault if I didn't grant your wish..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's aura suddenly changed. His entire body was filled with Yin energy, and the long sword in his hand emitted a black sword light that was about ten feet long.

A powerful killing intent, accompanied by a strong sword intent, instantly locked onto Chen Yang.

The space seemed to freeze, making one feel as if they were stuck in quagmire, unable to move forward.

The sword intent was so strong that it was comparable to locking onto a primordial spirit.

"Buzz!"

With a shake of the Mountain Demon Seal, a surge of primordial energy rushed straight towards the old man.

The old man frowned slightly.

"Shh!"

Just then, a streak of blood-red light suddenly appeared and attacked from behind the old man.

The old man was disturbed by the primordial spirit power of the Three Corpse Divine Tree and was momentarily stunned. By the time he reacted, a bloody light had already slashed across his neck.

A head flew up and rolled to the ground with a thud.

The old man's body suddenly froze, the terrifying Yin energy on his body quickly dissipated, and he collapsed into the grass with a thud.

"Buzz!"

The weasel king, controlling the little white snake, flew from behind the old man and landed on Chen Yang's shoulder.

One person, one tree, and one beast worked together seamlessly.

Chen Yang also had his trump cards; otherwise, would he have recklessly come to chase after him all by himself?

"The villain dies from talking too much."

Chen Yang chuckled and walked towards the bushes ahead, sword in hand.

I don't care who you are, I'll just kill you first.

The Crimson Sky Sword parted the grass, revealing a headless figure lying on the ground, already lifeless.

I thought he was some kind of expert, but he was defeated in a single move.

Chen Yang's face showed a hint of disdain.

However, it can't be said that this person is weak. If it were a one-on-one fight, Chen Yang might not be able to defeat him.

After all, if this person is a wandering master, then his combat power should not have been fully unleashed.

The main reason is that the Three Corpse Divine Tree and the Weasel King cooperated well, and the little white snake's combat power was also strong enough.

The powerful physique of a late-stage Dao Zhen Realm cultivator, whose blood energy transforms into blades, is so lethal that even a true Dao Zhen Realm expert would dare not directly attack.

What's more, it was a sneak attack.

Chen Yang poked the man's body with his sword.

"Ok!"

It's hard, unlike the softness of ordinary flesh.

Is this the body of a wandering master?

He hadn't studied it carefully before; with a flick of his longsword, he flipped him over.

However, Chen Yang was completely dumbfounded when he saw this.

There was no corpse in front of me.

It's clearly just a piece of wood covered with clothes!
"This……"

Chen Yang's expression changed slightly, and the radar was instantly deployed to monitor the surroundings.

A chill ran down my back.

How could a perfectly healthy person turn into a piece of wood?

He hurried to find the head that the man had just dropped.

Unsurprisingly, it was another round, wooden head.

Chen Yang was shocked.

What method is this?
Am I still half asleep, or am I hallucinating?
"Elder Ye, what's going on?" Chen Yang hurriedly asked Master Wu Lei.

The one he was fighting just now was clearly a person, so how did he suddenly turn into a piece of locust wood?
There's no need to make a fuss.

The voice of the Five Thunder Immortal came, "This is a puppet technique of the Fa Sect called 'Wooden Man Substitutes for Calamity.' The principle is similar to 'Splashing Ink to Enter the Soul,' but this 'Wooden Man Substitutes for Calamity' technique allows the puppet to conjure up the appearance of the user, possess the user's aura and cultivation level. It is generally used by high-ranking members of the Fa Sect to avoid the Three Calamities and Five Tribulations and to act in place of the original user..."

Wooden figure as a substitute for robbery?

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's eyes flickered slightly.

Is this magical technique really that miraculous?

Can a piece of wood replace the real person?
First came the splashing of ink that infused the soul, causing paper figures to fly about; now, a wooden figure has taken over the calamity, its combat power fierce.

It really broadened my horizons and increased my knowledge.

Chen Yang felt that he still knew too little about the lineage of the Fajiao Duan Gong, and his experience in the martial arts world was still too shallow.

The Five Thunder Immortal said, "This person's skill in witchcraft is quite high. If he hides in the shadows and acts as a puppet, it will be extremely difficult for you to catch him. Chen Yang, the magical arts of the Fa Sect are full of mysteries. It's better to provoke a Buddhist or Taoist master than a sorcerer from the Fa Sect. This is not just a saying. You've really gotten yourself into trouble this time..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang frowned.

It is indeed a headache to have an existence that can control everything without even showing itself, simply by using witchcraft.

The surrounding woods were eerily quiet.

"Let's go, he probably won't show himself," said Master Wu Lei.

Chen Yang's brows relaxed slightly.

At that moment, a figure crashed into Chen Yang's radar detection range.

It's Xuan Jing!
Xuan Jing quickly approached, and Chen Yang hurriedly went to meet her.

"Master, how is it?"

Chen Yang hurriedly inquired about the situation.

Xuanjing held a Zen staff in one hand and carried a piece of wood on his shoulder with the other.

They were both wrapped in the same set of clothes.

Needless to say, they must have encountered the same situation as Chen Yang.

Xuan Jing's expression was serious. "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Chen Yang nodded slightly, then turned around and picked up the piece of locust wood that he had cut off.

An old man and a young man, one in front and one behind, carried the bodies of Tong Yaohui and the others and quickly left Luerping.

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Tongjia'ao.

It's past 1 a.m. right now.

Every household had its lights on, and many people had gathered outside the ancestral hall, creating a noisy and bustling atmosphere.

It was as if something earth-shattering, extraordinary, had just happened.

Outside the ancestral hall, many armored corpses lay scattered on the ground.

Five-Crazy Soldiers!

Shortly after Chen Yang and Xuan Jing left, several horn calls were heard coming from the mountains.

Tong Chuan and the others immediately realized something was wrong; the horn sound was all too familiar.

Sure enough, not long after, the sounds of chains dragging on the ground and armor rubbing together could be heard from the village entrance.

A thick fog rolled out from the mountains and forests, and then a troop of soldiers emerged from it, heading straight for the village.

There were dozens of them.

The Tong family was terrified; they had already experienced firsthand how powerful these tyrannical soldiers were.

On that day on Dawa Mountain, if Tong Xin hadn't summoned the stone spirit, they would probably have died at the hands of these tyrannical soldiers long ago.

These rampant soldiers are all at least at the Spirit Realm level in terms of individual combat strength. The Tong family alone wouldn't even be enough to send them to their deaths.

The strongest member of the Tong family is Tong Chuan. With Tong Chuan's strength, being able to deal with even one tyrannical soldier is already his limit.

Fortunately, Zhou Mingyuan was there.

With a few quick swings of the flying sword, the group of rampant soldiers were all defeated before they even reached the village entrance.

……

"This is a show of force against us!"

Inside the ancestral hall, Chen Yang threw the locust wood on the ground, looked at the rampaging soldiers, and his expression was solemn.

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