Chapter 67: Soul Treasure

Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and sat up slowly, his head was still a little dizzy, it should be the sequelae of excessive use of soul power.

"Childe, you're awake. Bi Wuzhi also opened his eyes and said with guilt on his face.

After all, the Demon Killing Lock Vein caused immeasurable trouble to Yang Chen at a critical moment, and if he could better master the Demon Killing Lock Vein, he would not let Yang Chen fall into the trap again and again.

Yang Chen smiled, nodded, and walked to Li Sanjian's side without saying much, and gently woke up the other party.

"Yang Chen, if you dare to kill me, Jian Feng will definitely not let you go. Li Sanjian's tone was full of anger, and his eyes, which were originally a little confused, instantly sobered up the moment he saw Yang Chen.

Yang Chen squatted down with interest, looked at Li Sanjian with his hands folded and said, "Do you think I look like the kind of person who can be threatened easily? And now, your Sword Peak has openly sent people to kill me? Am I still afraid of offending your Sword Peak?"

Yang Chen's words made Li Sanjian speechless in an instant, after all, what Yang Chen said was the truth, since he had been hunted down and killed, would he be afraid of offending him?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being, after all, those little brothers of yours haven't come back yet!" The corners of Yang Chen's mouth curled, making Li Sanjian have a bad premonition in his heart.

As soon as this sentence came out, Li Sanjian, who was originally silent, was stunned, and then looked at Yang Chen angrily.

"Don't look at me like that, if you don't fall in my hands, I will become a ghost in your hands, and even be cut off by you and take it back to ask for credit. Yang Chen said coldly, he has never been merciful to his enemies.

When you are ready to kill others, you must be prepared to become the soul of someone else's soul at any time.

Yang Chen sat in place, running the soul derivation technique to restore his soul power, if he had a ding furnace and medicinal materials, maybe he could refine two pills.

Bi Wuzhi also took off a lot of pills from Li Sanjian's body, but those pills were only enough for Bi Wuzhi to recover, and for Yang Chen, a trace of a stream appeared on the dry earth, which was far from enough.

The soul derivation technique made Yang Chen's soul power continue to be filled, and his spirit was much better, even if his spiritual power had not recovered much.

Although the Soul Derivation Technique and the Divine Lock Breaking Technique can be performed at the same time, then Yang Chen's recovery speed will be slowed down a lot, which is also the conclusion that Yang Chen has come to after trying so many times, besides, with his current energy, it is indeed a bit difficult to achieve dual use.

When his soul power was halfway restored, Yang Chen turned to the Divine Lock Breaking Technique, concentrating on recovering the spiritual power and injuries in his body.

As time passed, a trace of blood finally appeared on Yang Chen's pale face, and the battle just now really made his already injured body unable to hold on.

However, under the recovery of the Divine Lock Breaking Technique, Yang Chen felt that his body meridians were one step stronger, and it was not a loss.

"Childe!" Just as Yang Chen was about to continue, a Bi Wuzhi's voice sounded in his ears.

Yang Chen's eyebrows moved, his eyes opened suddenly, and he looked at Bi Wuzhi, who was panting in front of him, covering his chest, looking breathless.

"What's going on?" Yang Chen's brows furrowed tightly, and his big hand flipped towards Bi Wuzhi's head, and streams of soul power gushed out from the palm of his hand.

With the injection of soul power, Bi Wuzhi's state gradually stabilized, but Yang Chen's eyebrows were not slack, but full of severity.

"It's useless, that thing is also a soul treasure, and your servant can't take that kind of impact at all. When Yang Chen was at a loss, Li Sanjian, who was tied up in the distance, said mockingly.

Then Li Sanjian's pupils continued to widen, as if he had seen a scene that he had not expected.

"Didn't you save him, without your soul power, he would have died!" Li Sanjian said with some puzzlement, but more anger.

In his imagination, Yang Chen should exhaust his soul power for Bi Wuzhi, so as to fall asleep, and then after his entourage came, he saved himself, killed Bi Wuzhi again, and took out the soul treasure, so that he could become a thinker, and then he would be admired by thousands of people.

But Yang Chen now removed his hand from Bi Wuzhi's body and did not continue to inject soul power into Bi Wuzhi's body.

This undoubtedly means that Bi Wuzhi will die because of that soul treasure, but Yang Chen is still full of energy, even if his group of followers come, it will not help.

Although Yang Chen didn't know what Li Sanjian was thinking about, the four words of the soul treasure made him change his perception of the thing in Bi Wuzhi's body.

"Hey, are you really not going to save him, he's going to die!" Li Sanjian still didn't give up, and roared at Yang Chen desperately.

"It's your business! You asked me to save him, but I just won't save him, what's the matter? You bite me?" Yang Chen snorted softly, and made a neck-scratching gesture towards Li Sanjian very dissatisfied.

In an instant, Li Sanjian was stunned, Yang Chen's momentum, that look made him have no way to suspect that he was joking.

Yang Chen sat down, waiting for Bi Wuzhi to wake up, and continued to perform the Divine Lock Breaking Technique in his body, because of Bi Wuzhi, Yang Chen did not exert his full strength, otherwise his aura within a radius of several miles would be drained by the Divine Lock Breaking Technique, and Bi Wuzhi's situation would only be worse.

Li Sanjian saw Yang Chen sitting in place, ignoring himself, and glanced around with no interest, but a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Yang Chen continued to practice the Yunqi Sword Technique in his mind, the similarities between the Cloud Picking Marksmanship and it had been screened out by Yang Chen, unexpectedly, these similarities were the core of the two exercises, and the entire set of marksmanship and swordsmanship could be said to be supported by this move.

"Yang Chen, should you obediently get up and die? Or do you want to watch your brother be dug out alive by me with a knife!"

Yang Chen opened his eyes, as if a thunderbolt flashed, looking at the more than ten figures standing in front of him, and Li Sanjian was holding a long knife against Bi Wuzhi's stomach, who was now sweaty, as if as long as he pushed lightly, the long knife would easily sink into Bi Wuzhi's body.

"It seems that I was still a little negligent, I didn't expect that your little brothers still have some ability!" Yang Chen sneered, and slowly stood up from the ground, the Xuanyun Sword in his hand was like a rainbow, and the battle intent was remarkable!

Li Sanjian just smiled coldly, took out a few pills and knocked them down, and the long knife in his hand was slowly picked up from Bi Wuzhi's body.

"Knock you down first, and then let you watch your brother be dug out of the soul treasure by me, tsk, it's really a perfect script. Li Sanjian narcissistically picked up the long knife in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a sneer.

After all, being defeated by Yang Chen was a shame that he couldn't get over, if he could, he couldn't wait to peel off Yang Chen's skin alive and cut off the flesh piece by piece.

"You can try it!" Yang Chen said coldly, and with a movement of his hands, two golden thunderbolts came out of his palms.

"Be careful, his thunder is extremely strong this day!" The monk who had fought with Yang Chen nervously reminded the people around him, and then waved the spirit weapon in his hand towards Yang Chen.

Watching more than a dozen people kill him, Yang Chen's face was still as flat as water, without the slightest wave, the two thunderbolts in his hand quickly drilled into his fingertips, and the two thunderbolts hit out with one finger.

The thunderbolt struck the two of them away with a single finger, and the faces of the other monks couldn't help but show a hint of horror.

A mere disciple who has just reached the Pulse Opening Realm can easily knock a few Pulse Opening Realm powerhouses to the ground, this kind of talent is terrifying.

Even a few monks began to hesitate to make a move on Yang Chen, after all, offending a disciple with terrifying talent was even more terrifying than offending a second disciple of Sword Peak.

However, when they came back to their senses from the two thunderbolts just now, Yang Chen's figure had long since disappeared, and several people hurriedly looked around.

At this time, Yang Chen had already relied on the speed of the fog and thunder to come to Bi Wuzhi's side, quickly took Bi Wuzhi away from here, and then returned to Li Sanjian's side.

"You!" Li Sanjian was obviously a little surprised, although he guessed that the strength of his entourage was not as good as Yang Chen, but he didn't expect to be tricked so easily.

"What am I, I, let's die!" The Xuanyun sword in Yang Chen's hand moved, and a sword technique was struck, Li Sanjian hurriedly raised the long knife in his hand, but it was difficult to block Yang Chen's sword.

After a few swords, there was already an obvious gap in the blade of the long knife in Li Sanjian's hand, which made him have to look at Yang Chen in shock.

"Don't look at me like that, just say anything, I might tell you how I'm feeling. Yang Chen smiled coldly, but the Xuanyun Sword in his hand did not stop, and a sword stabbed out, knocking Li Sanjian backwards, and even almost fell to the ground.

"Don't hurt Senior Brother Li, you guy who doesn't know how to respect Senior Brother!"

At this time, the disciples reacted quickly and galloped in the direction of Yang Chen, and even some disciples directly rushed up with their swords, and the sword light and sword shadow quickly spread from behind Yang Chen.

'Zizizi!' The fog and thunder around Yang Chen's body spread out rapidly, since he has the ability to make everyone unable to find Li Sanjian from the eyes of these people.

By the time the fog and thunder dissipated, these monks looked at me one by one, and I looked at you, Li Sanjian's figure had already disappeared in place.

"Everyone, he's here!" Yang Chen stood behind this group of monks, holding Li Sanjian who had been knocked unconscious by him in his hand.

All the monks turned around violently, and one after another spiritual skills brewed in their hands, and in an instant, the place where Yang Chen was standing was detonated by spiritual skills.

"Are you all crazy, don't you see that Senior Brother Li is still in his hands?" at this time, a monk who was quite rational roared.

The monks who made the move were stunned one by one, they had been frightened out of their hearts by Yang Chen.

"I ...... I didn't see it, I couldn't react at all!" A monk said in a hurry, but his hand couldn't help but tremble, killing the second disciple of Sword Peak, he would not have to mix in the Shenwu Cultivation Sect for the rest of his life, and he might even be hunted down to death.

"Don't worry, with me, it won't be your turn to die. At this time, Yang Chen appeared in everyone's sight carrying the half-dead Li Sanjian.

Everyone's hearts were a little happy, but they were also full of fear, Yang Chen, a disciple who had just become a disciple of the Open Pulse Realm, could actually survive in so many spiritual skills, even any of them didn't dare to say that they could do such a thing, but a disciple with a lower realm than them did it.

This is not a good thing for them, after all, this proves that Yang Chen alone can kill them all.

"But your fate is like this, but I can give you a chance!" Yang Chen smiled slightly at this serious time, slowly raised his hand, and stretched out a finger.