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She now held a jade talisman.
It was the teleportation talisman that Chen Yan had given her and Wuqing each, which allowed them to teleport anywhere within a fifty-mile radius and was an invaluable tool for survival.
After infusing true essence.
The teleportation talisman lit up with a golden light, which enveloped Wanwan and was extremely dazzling.
Even the four old monks couldn't help but squint under the blinding light. When they opened their eyes again, Wanwan was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing this bizarre scene, the four old monks exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions filled with shock…
……
The location Wanwan specified for teleportation was right at the entrance of the fortune-telling shop. After a moment of daze, she glanced around, feeling both joy and shock.
The teleportation talisman worked perfectly; it was like a divine intervention, utterly miraculous.
"Wanwan, how did you get hurt?!"
Knowing that Wanwan had gone to a duel, Wuqing was worried, so he kept the gate open, waiting for Wanwan to return.
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Seeing Wanwan suddenly appear with blood at the corner of her mouth, he hurriedly went out to greet her, his face full of worry.
"It's nothing serious, just a minor injury, it won't kill you."
Wanwan waved her hand and walked back into the fortune-telling shop with Wuqing.
At this time, Chen Yan, Xie Yanke, and Ah Huang were also present.
"You never beat Shi Feixuan?"
Chen Yan was a little surprised.
"Don't look down on me, okay? Shi Feixuan is no match for me now."
Wanwan glared at Chen Yan fiercely and said angrily, "How could I not get hurt when four shameless old bald monks suddenly appeared and ganged up on me to bully the weak?"
"Luckily you gave me a teleportation talisman, otherwise I would have fallen into their trap today."
Mentioning the four old monks lying in ambush, Wanwan gritted her teeth in anger again.
"The younger generation is dueling, and the older generation is secretly lying in ambush—how shameless!"
Xie Yanke slammed his fist on the table in anger, stood up and said, "Wanwan, don't be angry, I'll go and kill them for you!"
"Old Xie, there's no need to go to so much trouble. Let me handle them."
Chen Yan reached out and stopped Xie Yanke from rushing out.
He stood up and slowly stretched.
Wanwan, Wuqing, Xie Yanke, and even Ah Huang all looked at him with surprise. Although they knew that Chen Yan was very strong, they had rarely seen him make a move in person and did not know what kind of amazing methods he had.
For a moment, they all looked at him with surprise and hope.
"Shopkeeper, what great supernatural powers do you possess?"
Those four old monks were no ordinary fighters; each was a peak Grandmaster, and they possessed powerful martial arts techniques, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
Wanwan's eyes were shining as she used reverse psychology on Chen Yan.
Chen Yan glanced at her and said, "I don't have any great skills, but I am quite proficient in swordsmanship."
After saying that, he opened his right hand.
An ancient flying sword appeared in his palm.
Chen Yan made a sword incantation with his left hand and threw his flying sword into the sky with his right.
The ancient flying sword pierced through the roof, soared into the air, and grew longer in the wind!
The flying sword was originally only an inch or two in Chen Yan's hand, but it gradually grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, it stretched across the air and was seven or eight meters in size, radiating an astonishing pressure that even distorted the surrounding space...
"Shopkeeper, you...you're a sword immortal?!"
Wanwan, Wuqing, Xie Yanke, and Ah Huang all stared wide-eyed at Chen Yan in disbelief.
Inside Tongfu Inn.
Old Bai, Zhang Cuishan, and many other martial arts figures were chatting and joking around.
Suddenly, they felt a chill all over their bodies and heard people exclaiming outside. They all ran out to see what was going on and discovered the huge flying sword, seven or eight meters long, that was hanging in the air above the fortune-telling shop.
Like Wanwan and the others, they all stared wide-eyed, their eyes glazed over.
Only one thought flashed through my mind.
Is Master Chen not only a prophetic immortal master, but also a sword immortal who can wield flying swords?!
They were not the only ones shocked and stunned.
In Qixia Town, countless people witnessed this incredible scene and found it hard to believe. Some superstitious old people even thought that an immortal had been born and knelt down to kowtow repeatedly.
And at this time.
Inside the fortune-telling shop, Chen Yan pointed his right index and middle fingers together like a sword and softly called out, "Go!"
The flying sword that had been hovering in the air above the fortune-telling shop suddenly transformed into a shooting star, piercing through the void and flying directly towards the dense forest outside Qixia Town.
At this moment, in the dense forest.
The four old monks were bewildered by Wanwan's sudden disappearance when they suddenly felt a chill and sensed that a great crisis was about to befall them.
And the source of that crisis... was it in the sky?!
The four old monks suddenly looked up at the sky.
The next moment, their pupils contracted sharply, and a look of intense disbelief appeared in their usually calm eyes!
Suddenly, a flying sword appeared in the sky.
The flying sword exuded boundless pressure, and its sharpness was unstoppable. The sword light it emitted caused the trees around them to collapse and the boulders to be cut into small pieces.
The flying sword gradually magnified in their eyes, filling their vision before they could even react.
The flying sword swept lightly around their necks, and all four of their heads fell off instantly, spurting large amounts of blood from their necks.
"So, sword immortals really do exist in this world..."
"It's not unjust for us to die at the hands of the sword immortal..."
Before the unassuming old monk lost consciousness, this thought suddenly occurred to him, and then he was enveloped in endless darkness...
Four heads were cut off.
The Dragon-Slaying Flying Sword spun around in place, shrank, and returned to Qixia Town.
Inside the fortune-telling shop.
As if sensing something, Chen Yan opened his right palm again.
The Dragon-Slaying Flying Sword returned to his hand and transformed back into a small, exquisite sword, only an inch or two in size.
He put away the flying sword.
Chen Yan smiled at Wanwan: "Well, you don't need to be angry anymore. Those four old monks are dead and will never ambush you again."
Wanwan remained where she was.
He didn't hear what Chen Yan was saying, only repeating the previous sentence: "Shopkeeper, you, you are a sword immortal?!"
Chen Yan smiled and said, "I'm not some damn sword immortal. I just know a couple of tricks of sword control, like a dealer."
Wanwan's lips twitched violently.
At this moment, Chen Yan seemed to be being excessively low-key.
Is there such a thing as a "master's technique" in sword control?
In all the years of martial arts fiction in Kyushu, even including legendary figures, there are very few who can wield a sword.
"Shopkeeper, you, you, you're really amazing! I, Xie Yanke, have truly broadened my horizons..."
Xie Yanke's eyes were also filled with shock, and he murmured in admiration.
Ruthless was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Ah Huang lay down next to Chen Yan and kept rubbing his head against Chen Yan's leg.
Chen Yan smiled but didn't reply.
After a moment's thought, he said to Xie Yanke, "Wanwan is from my fortune-telling shop. She can't be bullied for no reason. Although she killed four old monks, the Cihang Sword Sect, where they belong, should also be punished."
Xie Yanke's heart skipped a beat: "Shopkeeper, what do you mean?"
Chen Yan: "You go with Ah Huang right now and smash down the gate of Cihang Jingzhai. Ah Huang, go and piss outside the gate of Cihang Jingzhai so they lose face and learn a lesson."
Xie Yanke was shocked and speechless.
Good guy.
You went and chopped down someone's gate, and then let Ah Huang urinate in front of their gate. Is that what you call making someone lose face a little?
This is purely to ruin Cihang Jingzhai's reputation, making them unable to hold their heads high in the martial arts world ever again.
Wuqing and Wanwan were also shocked.