Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 506 - 394: Slash! (Request for monthly ticket)

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Chapter 506: Chapter 394: Slash! (Request for monthly ticket)

"Ninth Mountain’s Colonel!"

"You’re pushing it too far!"

"Do you want the whole city to know you’re no longer at the Ninth Mountain? If certain people knew, there would be nobody to protect your troops."

"Many are itching to take action against you!"

The "Western Regions Saintess" screeched, akin to the jarring sound of a knife scraping glass, tinged with a hysteria.

At this moment, her clothing was shattered by Chen Yuan’s punch, leaving large areas of "spring light" exposed to the crowd below.

The gasps and exclamations were like daggers piercing the heart of this "Western Regions Saintess."

The humiliation was maddening!

Amidst the sharp cries, her eyes beneath the bronze mask turned as dark as ink, like whirlpools of an abyss, with blood-red light points flickering inside as the blood-colored pupils fixed upon Chen Yuan, who was commanding the Five Thunders, eyes shooting Divine Light, fists pounding fiercely.

After hearing these words, Chen Yuan’s brows shot up, amid the water the crackling Thunder Snake leaped, reflecting a fierce brow and gaze.

He was unafraid, but those who threatened him deserved death!

"So what?"

"Even if I’m not at the Ninth Mountain, I can still kill!"

"Including you, a hideous mess that’s neither human nor ghost, neither male nor female!"

He uttered these words from his throat, with a chilling tone, then his figure turned into a shadow in the void, with crackling thunder, his hands unleashed Five Thunders.

"Boom!" ƒгeewёbnovel.com

The fury of Five Thunders’ True Intent was overwhelming, directly flooding over the figure.

Yet, amid the thunderous boom, the "Western Regions Saintess" was shattered into fragments just like that.

Chen Yuan’s step halted, his eyes narrowed, carrying a trace of suspicion between his brows.

The opponent, moments ago, had withstood five or six of his True Thunder attacks, yet suddenly their body exploded, he hadn’t relaxed his vigilance, his golden Dharma Eye gaze like electricity, the golden eye scanned the snowy long night, watching those bloody fragments.

A blaze of golden light fixed that patch of void!

He had faced the Human Demon from Chengsheng Land before, who had also disintegrated into flesh and then fled. The scene felt familiar, so he immediately used the Dharma Eye to capture that void.

Yet a bizarre scene unfolded next!

The scattered flesh pieces started to glow with blood light, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, transformed into numerous "Western Regions Saintesses", as if employing multiple clones, densely clustered.

The golden light of the captured void was stretched thin by the burgeoning energy, as if a water balloon being swelled by multiplying water, about to burst at any moment.

Indeed!

These things were peculiar and challenging to kill!

Chen Yuan squinted as he watched all this, softly uttering four words,

"Instantaneous Flowering!"

As these words fell, the swirling wind and snow suddenly came to a halt, then reversed, and the continually emerging "Saintess" clones swiftly reverted to flesh fragments, as if someone had pressed a rewind button.

In that split second, Chen Yuan’s eyes burned fiercely, the Five-Colored True Thunder leaping on his body, as he clapped his hands forcefully, pushing forward.

"Boom boom boom"

The thunder blossomed in the void like a Thunder Tree, its lightning branches striking on each bloody fragment.

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

"..."

Amid the flickering lightning, each scarlet light extinguished in flurries.

Finally, in the void about a mile away, a shadow covered in smoke, blood-charred, fell from the void, a low groan emit from its nostrils.

It was clear; that male-bodied, female-faced, unparalleled "Western Regions Saintess" had their Divine Skills broken and appeared extremely dismal.

The bronze mask on their face showed cracks, a flicker of fear passing through the returning normal pupils.

Their martial soul’s Divine Skills were mysterious and elusive, always delivering consistent success, even those superior Martial Vault experts within their sect couldn’t easily subdue them. Yet now, they were severely restrained.

Without hesitation, the "Saintess" from the Western Regions Holy Sect let out a sharp whistle, their figure turning into a thin line, shooting off towards a certain direction in the North City, stirring a string of sonic booms.

Chen Yuan let out a cold snort from his nose, stomped his foot, turning into a golden light in pursuit.

He even deliberately slowed down a bit!

Because this clone he descended, with the help of Gongsun Yang’s Cultivation Method, had a unique Divine Skill. Once marked by the incense, it would be locked for a certain time.

Gongsun Yang had used this Divine Skill, through a "thief" infiltrating the Ninth Mountain, to locate this place, then reported it to Chen Yuan. Afterward, Chen Yuan chose to descend his consciousness, leading to the current situation!

And now, Chen Yuan also intended to use the same method to see if he could lure out a bigger fish!

He followed at an unhurried pace, firmly locking on the position of the "Western Regions Saintess," following her to a mansion in the North City!

On the gate plaque of this mansion were the two gilded words "Jin Family"!

North City Jin Family!

The residence where the Heir of Beiliang resides!

When Chen Yuan chased the gender-indistinct figure to the backyard of the Jin Family courtyard, he directly shot a screen of light from his eyes, sealing off this backyard, his gaze icy, standing in the snow, surveying from above!

At that moment, in this backyard, several dim candle flames flickered.

The "Western Regions Saintess" landed swiftly before a two-story building, looked up at the closing light screen in the sky, panic flashing in their pupils, then pushed open the entry, clutching her heart in a Xizi holds the heart pose, stepped inside swiftly, and headed straight to the second floor.

"Your Highness, save me..."

This "Western Regions Saintess" rushed forward in a flurry, intending to shift the calamity eastward, forcibly pulling the Heir of Beiliang into the water.

With the other party’s status and means, surely the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel would hesitate, fearful of repercussions.

Even if later on questioned by the Heir, but with the interests of the Holy Sect and Beiliang aligned, the other party wouldn’t easily turn hostile against them.

Thinking this, the "Saintess" hurried upstairs, clutching her chest, intending to speak, yet found the flickering light on the upper floor revealing an empty space.

Seeing this, her face slightly changed, realizing the place was unusually quiet,

Under the candlelight, their shadow turned into a multitude of shadows, searching every corner of this two-story building.

Within two or three breaths, those shadows retreated from the darkness untouched by the light.

The "Saintess," beneath the mask, had tremendously unsightly eyes.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared before a low table behind a bamboo curtain.

"It seems your mastermind is the Heir of Beiliang?"

Chen Yuan’s voice came slowly from behind the curtain.

He had his back to the "Western Regions Saintess," his golden hand caressing a long knife on the weapon rack!

The "Western Regions Saintess" instinctively stepped back, but the eyes under the mask, after a brief contraction, swiftly calmed.

A slightly shrill laughter escaped from her mouth,

"Beiliang cannot dictate the affairs of our Holy Sect!"

She spoke, gazing at Chen Yuan with a deep look,

"Ninth Mountain’s Colonel, this Saintess admits you’re extraordinary, but the matters of the Holy Sect are significant, your current position must be difficult, why court trouble."

"As long as you hand over the Princess of Loulan, the Western Regions can become friends with the Ninth Mountain. Even if you defy the Daqian Dragon Court, so what?"

As she spoke, a supremely seductive female voice emerged from her throat.

Behind the bamboo curtain, Chen Yuan’s hand halted.

Then, with a "shing," the long knife was drawn, a flash of white cold light appeared.

Then that cold light turned sharply to slash!

Behind him, under the dim candlelight, a black twisted silhouette was directly pierced through the chest by the cold light!

Then, a glaring golden light blazed, and the originally dim small building suddenly brightened intensely!

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