Chapter 399: There Are Not Many Such Opportunities (Part I)

"Okay, Mu Bai, dare to make a move against the master of Yuanying, he is worthy of being my disciple, and he is not the one who lost me!" Yang Chen's figure appeared in front of the seriously injured Mu Bai, and then a pill directly filled into Mu Bai's mouth.

There was a burst of fog just now, but it was Gongsun Ling's means, and he directly hid all the injured cypress demon clansmen with formations. After She Kui Xie Sha frightened away the Yuanying master, Yang Chen immediately appeared in front of everyone.

A series of Lingzhi Yulu Dan was sent down, of course, it was a turn, and the injuries below the Yuan Infant were almost immediately relieved. Even if he was seriously injured and had three or four holes in his body like the old patriarch, he still regained a trace of breath.

However, Yang Chen and the others still came a little late, and at least eight cypress demons in the foundation building period were killed by that Yuanying master. Mu Bai, who had recovered a little, looked at the corpses of those kindred people, and his eyes were red.

The current cypress demon clan has not yet practiced Yang Chen's transformation technique, but only uses the low-level transformation technique of the Banyan Tree Cave Mansion, which can only be said to temporarily maintain the shape of a person, and in most places, they can still see the original bark branches and so on, and they can be seen at a glance that they are tree demons.

But even so, Mubai's anger was very clear. Of course, he wouldn't blame Yang Chen for being late, he hated that his cultivation was too low and he couldn't block that guy's attack and save his clansmen.

The Yuanying master who escaped, facing She Kui, who had a body of thousands of zhang, had almost no power to resist. She Kui and Xie Sha, who were famous for their murder, just used two mouthfuls of poisonous mist to turn the masters of Taitianmen, who had just become invincible, into a pile of soft mud and threw them in front of Yang Chen.

At this time, the master no longer has the bearing of a master, and he faints on the ground, like a piece of rotten wood. Yang Chen looked at Mu Bai's face, and until now, although Mu Bai was still glaring at the other party fiercely, he didn't make a move, obviously waiting for Yang Chen's orders.

All the Qiankun bags and everything were searched, Yang Chen casually fed this guy a pill in his mouth, and as soon as the jasper vine wrapped around the other party's body, the poisonous mist of She Kui Xie Sha was completely lifted.

Soon, the master woke up from his coma and also discovered the abnormality in his body. With a move in his heart, the other party did not abolish his cultivation, and left himself a natal flying sword, which was a great opportunity.

Yang Chen's identity, he immediately recognized it, and naturally knew Yang Chen's current status in the Pure Yang Palace. In his heart, as long as one can restrain Yang Chen, he can't help She Kui Xie Sha not throw a mouse bogey.

Between the lightning and flint, the master made a judgment, his body shook, and appeared beside Yang Chen, the natal flying sword was instantly held in his hand, and it went to Yang Chen's neck.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the natal flying sword appeared, his wrist was in pain, and then he swallowed his natal flying sword in one gulp.

The master was shocked, and wanted to use his natal flying sword again, but found that the natal flying sword, which had always been connected to him as if it was flesh and blood, did not react at all at this moment, and no matter how much he urged his divine sense, he couldn't use the natal flying sword for half a point.

In the midst of the panic, suddenly Zhihai felt a sharp pain, but the connection between the Natal Flying Sword and the main body was suddenly cut off, and there was no longer any connection with the Natal Flying Sword.

This time the natal flying sword was lost, and suddenly the master was shocked by the sea, his internal organs were seriously injured, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood. The body also weakened a lot, and he could barely stand anymore.

"Mu Bai, flat him!" Yang Chen didn't look at the guy next to him who had almost become a waste, turned his head at Mu Bai, and motioned for him to move: "Don't kill him, take a breath, and fight again when healed!"

Where would Mu Bai be polite, he reached out and grabbed the master who had just been hit hard, raised it high, and then slammed it on the ground. It was a punch and kick when he went up, without the slightest mercy. ...,

As a tree demon, he was already infinitely powerful, and this fist with hatred suddenly brought a sound of broken tendons, mixed with the painful screams of the master, which made people listen to it.

The master of Yuanying is the master of Yuanying, even if it is such a beating, almost after a stick of incense, he stopped screaming and fainted. But at this moment, he was already dying, and he saw that he had more breath and less intake.

"Take a break. Yang Chen stopped Mu Bai, and then fed another pill to the Yuanying master, and easily connected the master's broken bones.

For this kind of skin trauma, Yang Chen's elixir had a surprisingly good effect, and in less than an hour, it was no longer possible to see that he had been injured. However, it is only an injury to **, but the serious injury of the divine consciousness has no effect at all.

"You continue!" Yang Chen saw that the master had almost recovered, and turned his head at Mu Bai again: "Just don't kill you!"

Mu Bai's eyes lit up and he rushed forward again, another punch and kick, and then another pig-killing scream mixed with the sound of broken bones, and it took a while to stop after the master's fainting.

Yang Chen was treated again, and after being cured, Mu Bai rushed up and vented his anger frantically. After more than a dozen times in a row, the Yuanying master almost didn't dare to look at Mu Bai's eyes anymore. As for Yang Chen, even the sound of speaking could make that Yuanying master tremble.

"Let's change people!" Yang Chen's voice made the master shudder again, but it was the decision he didn't want to hear the most. Mu Bai was tired and cool, but the other cypress demon clans, including the old patriarch, had not yet moved.

This guy killed eight members of the Cypress Demon Clan, and almost all of the others were injured, which one didn't hate him to the bone? If it weren't for Yang Chen's subduing them, and She Kui Shesha's toughness also made them a little jealous, they would have rushed to the top of the group.

Now that he heard Yang Chen's meaning, it seemed that he was going to let them come in turn, which suddenly caused a burst of cheers. The old patriarch stepped forward first, took Mu Bai's place, and began to ravage the other party with his fists and feet.

After killing this guy with a sword, how could there be such a feeling of punching to the flesh that could make everyone more comfortable? After the old patriarch was happy more than a dozen times, he was replaced by another clansman, and the group of cypress demons behind him had already begun to guess the fist and lined up, waiting for the moment when it was their turn.

For more than three months, everyone didn't do anything else, except for recuperating from injuries, they took turns to show their strengths. In Yang Chen's words, there are not many opportunities to be able to flatten a Yuan Infant Master like this, everyone can be as cool as they want, as long as they don't die, Yang Chen can always heal him for everyone to vent their anger.

It would take at least a day for everyone to knock the guy who killed their people unconscious dozens of times before they could stop and replace them.

The Yuanying master of Taitianmen fell directly into the hell of pain and humiliation.