Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Beginning of Blooming

Yang Chen scolded without any care, and did not give anyone face, and many people were scolded red-faced, because what Yang Chen said pointed directly at their pain, which was a kind of naked irony.

At this moment, a figure in the crowd jumped up and flew towards Yang Chen.

"Xiao'er, you have insulted my Qingyangmen many times, today you will correct the law on the spot, return my Qingyangmen innocence, die. ”

Yang Chen looked at this monk in the early stage of foundation building in Qingyangmen with a gloomy face, his eyes flashed, he wanted to give those guys who couldn't help themselves a shock.

Yang Chen hid his cultivation when he woke up, and now on the surface, his cultivation is still in the early stage of foundation building, but it has improved a little bit from before, so he wants to take this Qingyangmen monk by surprise and take it down in one fell swoop.

The sharp blade approached Yang Chen's face door, the man saw Yang Chen motionless, thinking that Yang Chen was shocked by his sudden attack, and he didn't have time to react, but when the blade was only an inch away from Yang Chen's face door, he saw Yang Chen suddenly raise his head, staring at him like a beast with tyrannical eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition hit him instantly.

"Oops!"

He didn't know where the danger would come from, but Yang Chen in front of him would definitely not be restrained, and his expression told him that this person was dangerous.

It was too late for him to change his tactics at this time, so he had to attack hard.

Boom!

Yang Chen in front of him didn't seem to have the slightest movement, but his abdomen was hit by a huge force, and the severe pain made him can't help but scream, but this force seemed to be a little too strong, and the monk flew straight into the air.

It turned out that when he attacked Yang Chen's front door, although Yang Chen's upper body did not move, he suddenly kicked the monk in the abdomen, because Yang Chen had premeditated from the beginning, and the monk was defenseless, so he was kicked by Yang Chen without checking.

Hmm!

The monk who flew into the air screamed and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to react, and at this moment, several heavy blows came from his abdomen in a row.

Bang bang bang bang......

Yang Chen chased after him, flew upside down, and kicked the monk again and again.

Hmmmm......

At this time, the monk only felt a burst of qi and blood boiling, his aura was scattered, his eyes were black, and there was darkness in front of him, his body was like a bow, and he was kicked away without any strength.

Whew!

The wind was whistling in his ears, and he thought that Yang Chen's attack was over, but when he was about to wake up, he found that his rising body was instantly attacked on his back by a huge force.

Boom!

Hmm......

The blood stained the sky, and he was in a daze, and he was already unconscious.

"Senior brother!"

A figure saw that his junior brother was about to die here, so a figure appeared on the platform, ready to reach out to catch the monk who was falling rapidly, but only to see a black shadow flash, a muffled sound, Yang Yangchen suddenly appeared on the falling body, swept over with one leg, and the body flew towards the monk who jumped on the platform under the action of huge force.

The monk who jumped onto the platform instinctively reached out to catch the flying body, although he sensed that something was not quite right.

Bang, the flying body hit him directly into his arms, because he didn't have sufficient preparation, because he didn't expect Yang Chen to be so ruthless, because he didn't expect Yang Chen to use his junior brother's body as an offensive weapon, so he just used one or two percent of his strength to catch the flying junior brother, but at the moment when he reached out to catch that body, a huge force acted on him in an instant.

Scold!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The monk screamed and took a few steps back, and when he stood firm and was about to check on his junior brother's situation, a snow-bright and cold sword tip flew out of his junior brother's body without warning, and pierced into his body in an instant of lightning speed.

Burst!

As soon as the long sword in Yang Chen's hand was sent, the two monks were strung on the sword like meat skewers, but although the later monk was stabbed, it was not fatal, Yang Chen naturally would not give up, he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and solve the two combat forces of Qingyangmen in one fell swoop, so that he would not be too passive in the next battle.

"Die!"

Yang Chen let out a low roar, and instead of pulling out the long sword, he kicked it on the hilt.

"Be careful......"

Feng Yi from Qingyangmen outside the field screamed, and at the same time flew over, Yang Chen looked at Feng Yi who flew forward, smiled evilly, and the soles of his feet were already kicking the hilt of the sword.

Poof!

The soles of Yang Chen's feet touched the hilt of the sword, making a muffled sound. Almost at the same time, the sword popped directly through the bodies of the two monks, leaving a large hole in both monks' bodies, and blood flowed from each other. The monk who had been kicked before was obviously dead of rage, and the monk who came up behind him was gurgling with blood in his mouth at this time, as if he wanted to say something, but his mouth was filled with blood and he couldn't speak at all.

He looked at Yang Chen with a look of horror and despair, looked down at the bleeding hole in his chest, and suddenly a burst of darkness struck, and he slowly fell down like a lump of rotten meat.

"Senior brother!"

Feng Yi galloped over, catching the fallen senior brother, his eyes were filled with endless anger, he couldn't imagine that since someone dared to blatantly kill the monk of Qingyangmen, this was something that had never happened in all these years, he wanted to kill someone, and he wanted to break the masked monk into pieces with thunder.

If they didn't save L, the two were completely dead.

His face was gloomy and terrifying, and the calm horror and undisguised murderous aura made the monks around him feel a little cold.

"Don't worry, two senior brothers, I must have this miscellaneous ......"

Call!

But a dark shadow had descended in front of him without any pause or hesitation, and a sword flew towards his neck at a speed he couldn't believe......