Several black-robed figures exchanged glances before simultaneously attacking.

Four dark, slender swords were drawn, released from their grasp, and aimed at Zhang Xuan.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The swords struck Zhang Xuan's protective Qi, deflected by its force.

"Release the arrows!"

Li Mingqi waved his hand, his voice a low growl.

"Swish, swish, swish!!!"

Dozens of arrows erupted instantly, forming a dense net as they flew towards the black-robed figures.

Unfortunately, while they caused some panic, no serious injuries were inflicted.

Instead, the four individuals, working in unison like a formation, surrounded Zhang Xuan, seemingly trapping him.

Jie Nan’s expression turned grave upon witnessing this. The four of them working together could eliminate even a Tiangang expert, yet now they were only able to trap Zhang Xuan, unable to inflict any substantial harm.

Looking back towards the rear mountain, Jie Nan took a deep breath. He had to stall them!

Once the Holy Envoy arrived,

none of these people would escape!

Jie Nan chose to act because he realized that these court officials had already obtained evidence; otherwise, they would not have mobilized all their forces. Even if he didn't give the order, the Yamen would have acted first.

Acting now would also give the Holy Envoy time to react.

With this in mind, Jie Nan reached out and snatched a long staff from a nearby warrior monk, then hurled it with force.

"Dong!"

A loud chime reverberated!

"Kill them!"

Jie Nan shouted to the warrior monks.

"Vacuum Homeland, Eternal Parents!"

"Undying Souls, Immortality!"

Dozens of warrior monks shouted slogans, tearing off their robes to reveal mysterious tattoos on their bodies, their eyes filled with an abnormal fanaticism.

Then, each grabbed a staff or Zen staff, fearlessly charging toward the constables and Yamen runners in front of them.

"Li Mingqi, leave your life here!"

To capture the bandits, first capture their leader. If Li Mingqi were killed, his constables and Yamen runners would lose their morale and become lambs to the slaughter.

Jie Nan’s arms trembled, veins bulging, as he leapt forward, his palm glowing with a bloody light, and slammed it towards Li Mingqi.

"Coagulate Evil!" (Ning Sha)

Li Mingqi's eyes widened, a hint of fear flashing through them, and he immediately drew his long saber to parry.

"Bang!"

Jie Nan's blood-soaked right palm struck the blade.

The hundred-refined blade instantly bent, and Li Mingqi was forced back several feet before stopping, his face grim.

He was a realm lower than this eyebrowless monk, a gap that was difficult to bridge. The ability to "Coagulate Evil" meant his strength was several times greater.

"Everyone, join forces and block him!"

Li Mingqi looked at Yue Shan and the others.

He couldn't block this guy alone; he needed someone to restrain him.

"Charge, kill these bastards!"

Yue Shan nodded and immediately attacked.

"Kill!"

Chen Yuan drew his long saber and pointed, unleashing another volley of arrows.

Several people were felled instantly.

Others, with arrows embedded in their bodies, continued to charge fearlessly towards the Yamen runners.

There was no time for another volley. Chen Yuan charged forward, his long saber flashing, directly severing a man's arm. But the man's eyes remained fanatical.

He didn't seem to notice the injury, as if he felt no pain.

With Chen Yuan taking the lead, the constables and Yamen runners dared not retreat and swarmed forward.

The entire area in front of Ci'en Temple became a chaotic battlefield, with warrior monks constantly joining the fight. Although they were outnumbered, their morale was high and their strength was considerable.

The ordinary servants were basically cannon fodder; only the veteran Yamen runners could withstand their attacks.

Chen Yuan, while fighting, observed the situation.

Zhang Xuan's strength was truly remarkable. He was fighting four opponents at once, without losing ground, even managing to knock back the four black-robed warriors, who could only barely hold on by working together.

Li Mingqi, on the other hand, was stuck in a stalemate.

The eyebrowless monk was on a completely different level, and they could only barely resist by joining forces.

Although Li Mingqi was also a Ninggang realm expert, the gap was too large.

"Die!"

A bald monk with bloodshot eyes leapt through the air, aiming for Chen Yuan's head.

"Get lost!"

Chen Yuan snapped back to reality, gripping his long saber. The Six Harmony Saber technique was powerful, severing the monk's wooden staff with one strike, slicing off his left arm with two, and with the third, a head rolled onto the ground.

Blood spurted from his neck.

Screams, roars, cries of terror...

The fighting in front of Ci'en Temple continued unabated.

The once peaceful place had become a living hell.

Blood pooled on the ground, littered with severed limbs.

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered as he fought with a warrior monk and entered the temple gate, unnoticed by anyone.

......

Slicing the warrior monk in front of him in half, Chen Yuan took a deep breath and quickly disappeared into a house within Ci'en Temple. From the moment he brought the people of the Patrol Division here to attack Ci'en Temple,

Chen Yuan's goal was never to fight.

But the 'Blood Fiend Saber' indicated by the luck altar.

The Vajra Glazed Body and Marrow Cleansing Spirit Pearl had been of great help to Chen Yuan, and he was looking forward to the help that the Blood Fiend Saber would bring him.

Inside the room, many believers who had not had time to escape were huddled in the corner, trembling, and some monks were buried underneath.

They were not members of the Unborn Teaching, but true Ci'en Temple monks.

Chen Yuan ignored them, but broke through the house with a knife and quickly left.

Goal, the main hall!

Chen Yuan didn't know how long the fighting outside would last, so he had to hurry.

Soon, Chen Yuan arrived in front of the main hall. Without any hesitation, he entered a small broken temple next to it. As soon as he entered, a palm wind suddenly struck.

Chen Yuan's blood surged, but without the slightest pause, he punched out as well.

"Bang!"

The attacker was instantly knocked away, making a sound of broken bones.

"Huh, it's you!"

"It's you!"

Chen Yuan took a closer look and saw that the guy on the ground was the lame fatty from before, and the guy on the ground was also stunned, staring at Chen Yuan's official uniform with an unbelievable look, and said in a low voice:

"Did you bring the people from the Yamen here?"

Chen Yuan glanced at him with a cold look, and slashed off his head with a knife:

"Are your eyes on your ass?"

He was the one who brought the people from the Yamen here, he was clearly from the Yamen.

Without dealing with the corpse on the ground, Chen Yuan pulled open the curtain, looked back, and walked in very resolutely.

Past the broken temple, there was a jungle that blocked the view. Chen Yuan didn't observe too much, and walked straight in. Chen Yuan followed the path on the ground, and his feet seemed to be alive.

It took nearly ten breaths to get out of the jungle.

What came into his sight was a bare little mountain.

On the small mountain, a statue of a closed-eyed Buddha was carved.