Chapter 451

Even under the passage of time, the incomplete killing array patterns were not that simple.

The few Saints roared, flipping out one after another, blood spilling continuously.

They were all injured.

Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes; this little bald guy was indeed quite black-bellied.

However, if these were meant to calculate against him, it was useless.

He would be able to comprehend them soon.

But now that those Saints were injured, should he go and kill them?

"Still not yet." Jiang Nan shook his head.

A Saint's injury didn't have much impact on their combat power.

And these were only the ones who had chased him here; there were more behind.

There were even super existences above the Saint level in the shadows.

The little bald guy quietly laid out different array patterns, some resonating with the killing intent of the local array, some obstructing and confusing it, and others for his own escape.

This bald guy was also preparing to run.

But it was still a bit late.

"Damn... these old bastards, dare to fight one-on-one?"

"Wait until I'm a Saint, I'll steal all your ancestral graves!" the little monk cursed.

While speaking, experts outside attacked, assaulting the layout of this ancient array from the outside.

Their people were trapped inside, so they were attacking to rescue them.

With internal and external forces combined, the array was indeed broken and soon became chaotic.

The killing intent was chaotic, the chaos disordered.

Everything happened in an instant; Saints were too fast.

The little monk hadn't gone far before he was shrouded in successive killing intent again...

The little monk's face turned pale, and he threw out dharma treasures like they were worthless, only for them to be constantly shattered.

His heart was dripping blood; these were all things he had painstakingly obtained by robbing how many ancient tombs?

To think they were all wasted here.

Blood was also flowing from his mouth, and he was baring his teeth; this was real blood, he was not lightly injured, it hurt.

"Hiss... old things, I'll remember you." The little monk Zhen Cheng hissed, his face becoming increasingly pale and withered, and also increasingly serious; he had to fight for his life to run.

Fortunately, he still had trump cards.

Otherwise, he would really be finished this time.

Anyone who could walk away in front of so many Saints could be proud.

Oh, that bastard brat could probably do it too.

"Jiang Nan brat, don't let me see you again." The little monk Zhen Cheng gritted his teeth.

"What would happen if you saw me?" A playful voice appeared in his ear amidst the boundless chaotic killing intent.

"Damn... ghost!"

"Junior brother, haha, senior brother, brother, relative... you finally came!"

"I knew you wouldn't ignore me! Awoo... come here quickly, this brat is here, I've blocked him, I'm really a good person!" The little monk's eyes darted around; one moment he was showing true feelings, the next he was selling him out.

He turned and ran, throwing a pile of things at Jiang Nan to block him.

He even wanted to push him behind.

You brat are just as hateful; once seen, you'll be beaten by the group too.

Unfortunately, in his current state, in his haste, the power of these things was limited.

Jiang Nan waited for work at his ease, stepping aside to avoid these things without even looking, and with a backhand, he suppressed and collected them.

The other hand slapped domineeringly toward the bald head of Zhen Cheng.

The bald head flashed with golden light, then the golden light shattered and became chaotic, leaving Zhen Cheng dizzy.

"Brother, I was wrong..." Zhen Cheng bared his teeth; it was over.

This brat's strikes were so ruthless, fiercer than those Saints before.

Then his head tilted, and he passed out completely.

Jiang Nan slapped him over and dragged him away directly.

The whole process ignored time; amidst the infinite chaotic killing intent, not even a ripple was left behind.

The Saints behind, all wounded, rushed out of the ancient killing array, and others surrounded them as well.

There wasn't even a hair left.

The bald guy didn't have hair to begin with.

Their faces were all very ugly.

Two little thieves, two pieces of fat meat, and they both ran away.

It was also because this ancient grave ruin was strange; if it were outside, this bald guy would have had a hard time leaving this time.

In a hidden corner, a misty place.

There were still chaotic field array patterns here.

In short, there was no one here; even if you screamed your throat out, no one outside would know.

Jiang Nan threw the little fatty bald guy down, grinning, his eyes shining, and he went over too.

This scene, fortunately, it was a dead fatty, otherwise, it would definitely make people misunderstand.

But thinking deeper, not even letting go of a dead fatty, this... seemed even more chilling.

Jiang Nan patted the bald head, don't let this fatty fake a faint.

It seemed he wasn't.

He increased the force on his hand, a posture of cracking the fatty's head open; the bald head was even dented.

The bald head flashed with light, colorful things of all kinds, and a pile of items fell out.

They were all illusionary dharma treasures, otherwise, the bald head couldn't be so resistant to beatings.

A pile of Saints chased and killed him, yet they didn't even draw blood from his bald head.

After that were the Buddha beads hanging on his neck, the bracelet on his hand; these were all made by high monks' sarira, right?

The clothes on his body, the soft armor inside, even his underwear were good things.

He thought about it, this was a bit sickening, he'd leave him a pair of underwear.

Otherwise, if someone saw, they would really think they were doing something.

The influence wouldn't be good.

He was also a good person, leaving a line for others to meet again later. ===== CHAPTER 452 =====