Chapter Ninety-Three: I'm Not Afraid of Anyone
"Hmph, don't be afraid of flashing your tongue!" the black soul snorted coldly and waved his big hand.
Yang Chen just smiled and looked at the soul technique called by the black soul, and the soul shield directly blocked it, and then the soul breaking spear was thrown by Yang Chen.
"Ahh
Hua Yi twisted his waist and walked towards Yang Chen slowly, his face full of charm, but unfortunately Yang Chen didn't have any feelings for men.
"Actually, I'm also very interested in you, little brother Yang Chen, I don't know if we can spend a good night together tonight!" Hua Yi made lotus fingers and gently stroked Yang Chen's face, as if he was caressing a perfect work of art.
Yang Chen smiled slightly, slapped Hua Yi on the chest, and then fell to the ground, shocked.
The aura of the consummation level of the Open Pulse Realm covered the dozens of disciples in front of him like a surging river and sea.
But how could these disciples withstand Yang Chen's cultivation, they were forced to be overwhelmed until Bi Wuzhi returned to Yang Chen's side.
"Thank you, Childe!" The first thing Bi Wuzhi did when he returned to Yang Chen's side was to thank him.
Yang Chen touched his forehead helplessly, has this guy not seen him for too long, and he doesn't know how to get along with himself.
But thinking about it carefully, the time between himself and Bi Wuzhi was only a few days, and it didn't take long.
"You guy, let's solve these so-called joint teams in front of you first, right?" Yang Chen stretched his waist, and there was a crackling sound of bones on his body.
With the ice knife in his hand, he rushed directly towards these disciples in one step, and the breath of frost turned one disciple after another into snowmen.
"Death!" At this moment, a figure burst up behind Yang Chen.
However, as if he had known it for a long time, Yang Chen reached back with his arm and grabbed a soft, round thing.
"What is this?" Yang Chen frowned, this feel doesn't look like the fur of a demon beast, nor does it look like a human part?
"You-damn it!" It wasn't until a female voice came from behind him that Yang Chen seemed to suddenly realize that he hurriedly retracted his arm.
"This female benefactor, the old man just missed, I hope to forgive me!" Yang Chen said at this time like a monk who had attained the Tao.
However, what followed was a series of sharp stick techniques, and Yang Chen, who was beaten, could only keep retreating.
"Hmph!" A cold snort, and another stick shadow appeared in front of Yang Chen's eyes.
"The stick technique is good, but it's a pity that the strength is not good!" Yang Chen commented, and the ice knife in his hand gently struck at the opponent's swinging stick shadow.
A metal collision sounded, and Yang Chen took a step back, but the other party took dozens of steps back.
"Interesting, what's your name?" Yang Chen stuck the cold ice knife on the ground, clapped his hands, looked at each other, and said with a smile squinting his eyes.
"Sun Han, the captain of the Divine Stick Team!" Qian Ying snorted coldly and said very indifferently.
The corners of Yang Chen's mouth twitched, this little girl's temper was quite cold, and she said nonchalantly: "I always thought that the people of the Divine Stick Team were a group of Divine Sticks, but I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful person as you, and you are also the captain." ”
Sun Han's eyebrows were furious, like an ice volcano that could erupt at any time.
"Okay, I won't tease you, it just so happens that you are useful, either follow me or die here, but I know you don't have Shenwu Beads. Yang Chen said with a smile.
Then the incomparable power was directly revealed, and the powerful aura seemed to sweep through the area.
"Is this kind of strength?" "The black soul seemed to have just digested the soul-breaking spear that Yang Chen had just now, and said angrily.
Hua Yi, who was beaten away by Yang Chen, also walked back slowly, made up the makeup on his face, crossed his waist, and scolded Yang Chen angrily, that look like a market shrew.
Sun Han stood behind Yang Chen angrily, holding a long stick engraved with runes, instead of the wooden stick used to sneak attack Bi Wuzhi behind his back before.
"Heh, if you don't let your entourage go first, will they die?" Yang Chen looked at Hua Yi and the three of them and said slowly.
He wasn't joking, the strength of these three people was only a section of the Flying Spirit Realm, and it was not false to kill the three of them with Yang Chen's own strength.
"Who dies and who lives is not necessarily!" Sun Han snorted heavily, took the lead in carrying her long stick, and slashed at Yang Chen's head with a stick.
Yang Chen just raised his head suddenly, and Sun Han retreated violently before he hit Yang Chen's body, looking at Yang Chen with the eyes of a monster.
"If you want to go up, bring out your strongest combat power, or you will only have a dead end. Yang Chen moved his hands and feet and said casually.
Boom –
I saw that all the disciples of the combined team burst out of their lock veins one after another, unleashing one spiritual skill after another towards Yang Chen, and rushed over frantically.
And Sun Han and the three of them took a few steps back, looking at all this.
Yang Chen's arm waved slightly, and with the wave of his arm, a life-killing mist emanated from his fingers.
One by one, after being shrouded in the fog of death, one by one, they grabbed their necks and fell to the ground, their faces pale.
Seeing that half of the people who rushed to kill Yang Chen fell in an instant, the faces of the three Black Souls were not good-looking, after all, these were also the elites of their organization.
"Yang Chen, if you kill the disciples in the sect indiscriminately, you will definitely be punished. The Black Soul retorted.
Yang Chen walked out of the area of the life-killing fog, and the disciples who rushed around him had already fallen before they could get close to Yang Chen, and the nearest one was only an inch away from Yang Chen's shoulder.
The remaining disciples saw this scene and looked at Yang Chen in fear, and they realized that what Yang Chen had just said was not a joke.
Some disciples even turned around and fled, but before he could run far, he was pierced by a demonic qi piercing his body.
"I've given you a chance before, and you don't value it yourself. The corners of Yang Chen's mouth tugged at a weird smile.
At this moment, Yang Chen was like a demon who really came to the world.
Even the black soul who spoke recklessly just now, Sun Han, and Hua Yi all felt a lot of depression.
"If you are so arrogant, the other peaks will surely kill you. Hua Yi said in a trembling tone.
Yang Chen stomped on a disciple with a big foot, and said coldly: "People die for money, birds die for food, if you dare to come and kill me, you must be ready to die, besides, I am not afraid of anyone coming!"
After speaking, Yang Chen's body was shrouded in fog and thunder and disappeared in place.
"Takeshi, stay here and watch me appear with their heads!" Staying in place, there was only this one sentence that gradually disappeared into the air.
Bi Wuzhi was also obedient, standing in place, controlling the other disciples.
For Bi Wuzhi, there are only two kinds of people in this world who can't be killed, one is Yang Chen, and the other is the person Yang Chen said not to kill, everyone else can be killed, it just depends on whether he is in the mood to kill or not.
"Save, save me!" was only a matter of moments, and the black soul had already collapsed to the ground.
Yang Chen stood in front of the black soul with the Xuanyun Sword in his hand, his arm slightly raised, and he moved slightly towards the opponent's neck.
A person's head rolled to the ground, and the black soul didn't even have a chance to burst out of his combat power, so he was killed by Yang Chen's sword.
"I said, burst out with your strongest strength, or I will kill you like a lamb. Yang Chen turned his head to look at Hua Yi, who was trembling slightly, and Sun Han, who was angry on the side.
Sun Han screamed, strode forward, and with a strong arm, the long stick burst out with supreme brilliance and smashed down towards Yang Chen.
Qiang –
The cloud sword technique was cast, and Yang Chen easily blocked Sun Han's move, and then stabbed Sun Han's neck with a sword.
However, at this time, the petals wrapped Sun Han one after another, saving Sun Han from the range of Yang Chen's sword.
Yang Chen turned his head to look at Hua Yi, who was surrounded by pink petals at this time.
"Pink temptation, I like it!" Yang Chen pointed at Hua Yi with the Xuanyun Sword, his body was wrapped in the fog and thunder veins, and disappeared from Hua Yi's sight.
By the time Hua Yi found out, a sword light had already shot towards him.
Pieces of petals directly blocked in front of Yang Chen's sword, only to see Xuanyun Sword unstoppably piercing the petals.
"Sun Han, if you don't exert your lock vein, we will all have to die here today. Hua Yi yelled angrily at Sun Han on the side.
Sun Han just frowned, didn't speak, and carried a stick towards Yang Chen.
After picking the sword away with a stick, he turned his head to look at Hua Yi and said, "Return your favor." Then he continued to use the stick method to hit Yang Chen.
"I'm really surprised, you can actually comprehend a stick technique to such a point, you can be called a genius!" Yang Chen said slowly.
Sun Han was angry on his face, and he drank: "What do you know about a demon like you who doesn't need to put in effort!"
This stick smashed directly on Yang Chen's shoulder, almost dislocating Yang Chen's shoulder.
Bi Wuzhi, who saw this scene from a distance, had already become murderous and angry, and took a step, but was stopped by a look from Yang Chen.
"That's great!Go on!" Yang Chen swung out with a sword, and a sword aura stabbed towards Sun Han's face.