C28 Southern Sky Tyrant

Shen Jianxin was tightly embraced by her cousin. It was extremely comfortable to her.

Moreover, the thing that made him the happiest was not only that, but that he had finally defeated his powerful enemy and protected his beloved cousin.

The youth's face was brimming with a brilliant smile. While he was extremely happy, he also pretended that this wasn't a big deal.

"Are you hurt? Where did it hurt? Does it matter? " Feng Xin'er, seeing the blood seeping from the corner of her cousin's mouth and his tattered clothes, felt her heart ache.

"I'm fine!" A small wound was not worth mentioning! Let me tell you a secret! I may have already improved my martial arts greatly! " Shen Jianxin wanted to share her feelings with her cousin, but did not know where to start.

He could clearly feel the joy, or perhaps excitement, in the sword arm. He also knew that after absorbing the fragments of the Tyrant Blade, his sword arm had become even stronger. However, how could he express that feeling?

"Is that so? That's great! I knew you were the best! Can you stand up? Don't forget, there's still a Nan Batian in Tai Jin Town! " Feng Xin'er didn't need to explain, and believed her cousin's words without reservation.

"Damn!" I almost forgot about Nan Batian! " Shen Jian's heart tensed up, and he immediately jumped up. He was no longer in the mood to continue enjoying the embrace of his cousin.

Monk Xie Ba's massage just now was just perfect, extremely comfortable. Shen Jianxin could only feel the energy in his body, his body was filled with limitless energy.

"Good!" Let's go meet that Nan Batian in one go! I don't believe that he can grow three heads and six arms! " Shen Jian Xin replied confidently.

After defeating the Four Tyrants Monk, Shen Jianxin was filled with confidence in his sword-arm Discipline. The previous round of battles had given him a lot of combat experience, and the moment his sword arm swallowed a piece of the weapon, its power had increased by quite a bit.

Young and sharp, Shen Jianxin naturally had nothing to fear.

Just then, a weak voice could be heard, "Please wait!"

Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er were both startled, thinking that the evil monk had come back to life. Turning their heads to look, they realised that the person who was speaking was the evil monk lying on the ground, on the verge of death.

The Second Brother's chest had been cut open by the saber, and he had bled for so long. It was impossible for him to make it back to the heavens, and he would not live much longer.

"Amitabha!" My two benefactors, this little monk had just understood many things during my dying moments. From the moment my seniors and juniors betrayed the sect and left the city, they have been walking down the evil path, and will receive their retribution today. "

"The four of us brothers did not wish to be born the same year and the same month, but we managed to die the same day. Before I die, this little one has a wish, and I hope that Benefactor can grant it. " At this moment, the Poison Monk's face was filled with devotion. His eyes were bright and clear, without the slightest trace of the Poison Monk's evil and fierceness.

"There is a golden-bodied sariras hidden in the hilt of that overbearing blade. The four of us stole them from the fifth ancestor temple. I hope the two benefactors can help us return to the temple and wash away our sins."

Shen Jianxin saw that the monk was sincere and that the monk was severely injured and was in dire straits, so he could not help but nod his head and say, "Alright! I promise you! "

"This Gold Body sariras is an important treasure of our buddhist faith. Please be at ease and use it to suppress the soul and dispel the poison. In the future, just return it to Five Ancestor Temple for us." Other than that, I have a Void Medical Scripture in my bosom that we obtained from an expert in his cave. This little monk also wants to pass it on to Benefactor in order to prevent him from breaking that expert's rule. "

"This Void Medical Scripture uses poison to enter the medicine room. It is profound and profound, and with my ability, I can only learn a little. I hope that Almsgiver will be able to pass it on to the future generations and allow me to be reborn into the world."

With that, the monk fished out a book wrapped in oilcloth and placed it on the ground with a smile on his face.

Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er looked at each other and nodded their heads in unison.

Shen Jianxin walked to the side of the Poison Monk and picked up the Void Medical Scripture first, opening the oilcloth to flip through it. The contents were indeed shocking, the entire book was devoted to poison and the medical knowledge of using poison against poison.

However, this was rather to Shen Jianxin's taste. His medical skills were not considered outstanding, but his skill in pharmacy was something that even his father, the Green Sack Divine Sword, was full of praises for. With this book, he could study it.

At this time, Feng Xin'er had already mustered the courage to pick up the handle of the Tyrant Blade. There was indeed a round bead inside.

Shen Jian Xin's palm gently swept across, cutting out a bead from the handle of the blade.

This is a golden sariras, a sacred object.

Shen Jianxin handed the gold sariras to Feng Xin'er and laughed: "Come! It just so happens that the Double Seventh Festival is about to arrive. If you have this Soul Suppressing Orb with you, I won't need to buy rouge for you. "

Feng Xin'er unhappily rolled her eyes at him and carefully hid the Golden Shale on her body.

"Who allowed you to save money? I'll take the beads first. You buy the presents for the Double Seventh Festival! "

Feng Xin'er smiled sweetly. Her beauty was so beautiful that it could not be described with words, and it caused Shen Jianxin to be stunned once again.

When the battle ended, the townspeople on the street gathered around them.

Seeing that these two youths were actually going all out against these four tyrants, the townspeople finally broke out into cheers that they hadn't heard of in a long time.

"Thank you, Young Heroes, for helping us get rid of our evil spirits!"

"The heavens have eyes!" Great hero! What a merciful person! "

"We can finally be saved! Everyone has a way to live! "

"Young warriors, good martial arts!" The bandit chief, Nan Batian, was in his house on the mountain! Kill him! "

"Yes!" "Kill Nan Batian!"

"Kill Nan Batian!"

For a time, the entire town was in an uproar. The dark clouds over the townspeople 'heads finally opened up a crack. The deaths of the Four Tyrant Monks allowed everyone to see a ray of hope that was right in front of their eyes.

"I humbly request that the two young chivalrous warriors make the decision for us. In one go, we will slaughter our way up to the Southern Bandage Manor and kill the bandit chieftain." A seventy year old man lowered his head and cried.

Behind the old man, the townspeople were all kneeling on the ground. In a short moment, a large number of them were kneeling on the ground.

Shen Jianxin saw how eager the people were, he hurriedly said loudly, "Everyone, please get up, we are here to eliminate evil for Grand Xia anyway, there is no need to be so polite!"

Feng Xin'er pulled the big green horse over, but there was a trace of hesitation in her expression.

After a fierce battle, the two of them had not recovered from it. Furthermore, after comparing the strength of the Four Tyrants Monk, she had a better understanding of Nan Batian's battle prowess. He was definitely not easy to deal with.

Feng Xin'er was worried for her cousin's safety and did not wish to immediately fight Nan Batian.

"War cannot be underestimated. Since Nan Ba Tian doesn't know that the Four Tyrants Monk is dead, I ask that Young Hero immediately take action and deal with Huang Long!" The seventy year old man said passionately.

"Young Hero, please take action immediately and attack Huang Long!" The townspeople shouted in unison.

Shen Jianxin knew that these townspeople had been bullied by Nan Batian's group for far too long. Once they saw hope, they could no longer hold it in. This sort of feeling was something that he could understand.

"Good!" Please lead the way! We will kill Nan Ba Tian together, for the sake of the people! " Shen Jian said in his heart.

The townspeople responded loudly, their cheers thunderous.

Seeing that her cousin had spoken, Feng Xin'er could not stop her.

Besides, the people's hearts were still working. If everyone fought side by side, perhaps Nan Batian wouldn't have three heads and six arms.

After a short moment, the townspeople, with their sticks and sabers, all joined the fray against Nan Batian.

With Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er in the lead, the group of people majestically charged towards the Nanba Villa. Along the way, people constantly joined in, and the number of people became like snowballs, increasing and increasing.

After about half an incense worth of time, Shen Jianxin and Feng Xin'er led hundreds of citizens to the front of the entrance of the Nanba Villa.

He didn't encounter any obstacles along the way. The servants and thugs who had been bullying men and women with Nan Batian were nowhere to be seen. They all ran away.

The townspeople were even bolder, and there were already people throwing things at the Southern Tyrant Villa.

Shen Jianxin took a big step forward, aimed straight at the red lacquer door of the Nanba Villa and threw his sword arm over.

Bang! The red lacquer door was split open with a single strike, causing the crowd to burst into cheers once more.

Shen Jianxin took the lead and was the first to rush into the Nan Ba Villa.

This Southern Ba Villa was even larger than he had imagined. The entire villa was built around a lake and mountains, and it was filled with wind and condensed Qi. The structure was distinct.

In the garden, there was a lakeside mountain. Half a mountain had a pavilion, and the pavilion was filled with medicine concocting.

As far as the eye could see, the manor had a bit of the pastoral feel of "water of a goose, mulberry and elm swallow". It was a beautiful scenery of lakeshore.

"Look! Nan Batian is in the pavilion!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Shen Jianxin raised his head to look. In the pavilion in front of him, there were indeed people moving about.

Walking with large strides, Shen Jianxin saw the black clothed trio in the pavilion. They were guarding a huge bronze cauldron that was as tall as two people, and under the cauldron, a blazing fire could be seen, and the smell of medicine assailed his nostrils.

On the cauldron, there was a rectangular caldron with four hollow legs. The inscriptions used the lightning cloud markings as the ground, and the outer part of the cauldron was decorated with a pair of tiger markings. The tiger's mouth faced each other, and one of the heads was depicted beautifully, as if it had been devoured by a tiger, while the other side of the cauldron was adorned with a square frame made of the Kui stripe. The two sides of the cauldron faced each other, separated by a short door.

Next to the huge copper cauldron were two benches, on which were tied two people. One of them was holding a shiny blade and gesticulating at one of the men's belly.

"Stop!" Seeing that the situation was critical, Feng Xin'er could not help but shout.

As she shouted, the person wielding the sabre did indeed stop. He slowly raised his head and smiled at the crowd.

He was a handsome man with a jade-like face. He wore a white satin crown on his head, and he wore a purple cashmere cape.

The man was holding a Persian dagger. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with a Cat's Eye Jewel. It was shining brightly. When matched with the dagger, it gave off an indescribable feeling of elegance.

"Nan Batian!" When the townspeople saw this person, they all cried out in alarm and retreated, creating a large space.

If not for the people recognizing him, it would have been difficult for Shen Jianxin to associate him with the notorious Nan Batian.

In his imagination, Nan Batian should be an evil guy with a big belly and a ferocious face. He had never thought that he would be such a handsome man.

At this moment, Feng Xin'er's thoughts were similar to her cousin's. She was secretly surprised, so it turned out that Nan Batian was so young? He was quite handsome!

The ones tied to the two benches were two teenagers, one tall and strong, with an inappropriate baby white face. Seeing that someone had come to save them, the two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably.

If this fair skinned youth could still be considered tall and sturdy, then the figure of the other guy who was tied up could simply be described as majestic.

This bear-like guy had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had a dark face, and his head was wrapped in a green soap towel. He wore a blue robe with narrow sleeves, revealing an inch of white fox hair between his collar and sleeves.

Seeing that someone had come to save him, the bear-like dark-skinned youth's reaction was completely different from that of his companion. He opened his round ox eyes wide and stared at Feng Xin'er, who was rescuing him, with a gaze that was filled with gratitude and appreciation.

When Nan Batian saw so many people pour in at once, he seemed to be frightened. He actually cupped his fist politely and said with a smile, "Fellow villagers, what can I do for you?"

When he asked this question, it turned everyone on their backs!

Nan Batian shouldn't be so reasonable! Shen Jianxin was immediately puzzled, this scene doesn't seem right!