Chapter 20: Destroying the Elders
"Okay, but be careful, this knife is a little heavier. Yang Chen said with a smile, and then gently threw the infant ghost knife on the ground, releasing the suppression of his soul power.
That being said, the Infant Ghost Knife was still his spiritual weapon, and it wouldn't hurt him.
Elder Baixiang Valley and Elder Xuantianmen quickly glanced at each other, and the two of them shot almost at the same time, grabbing the Infant Ghost Knife with their big hands like thunder.
The arms of the two kept clashing, and only the Tai Chi Sect elder stood by and watched the two, and did not make a move, looking uninterested in the Infant Ghost Knife.
Yang Chen was happy to see the battle between the elders of Baixiang Valley and the elders of Xuantianmen, and when the three elders were not paying attention, the aura of the three changes of the unicorn on his body had already dissipated.
He sat quietly on the ground, the aura around him flowing slowly towards him, burrowing into his body.
The little cat and tiger turned into a tiger form, lying next to Yang Chen, sleeping with his eyes closed, but beside him did not restrain his breath of opening the pulse realm at all.
And the elders of Xuantianmen and Baixiang Valley have already fought at this moment, after all, they all want the infant ghost knife, but there is only one person who can get it in the end.
The Tai Chi Sect elder paced to Yang Chen's side, no longer with a smile on his face, but looked at the kid who was swallowing the aura seriously.
"I know what you have in mind, you'd better tell me the origin of that knife honestly!" the white-robed old man said coldly.
In this case, except for the fools in Baixiang Valley and Xuantianmen, everyone can see that Yang Chen wants to borrow a knife to kill people.
However, the white-robed old man didn't tell Baixiang Valley and Xuantianmen, he just wanted to get some news from Yang Chen, and with this handle, he believed that Yang Chen would say it.
"I said, this knife was obtained under the crack, you don't believe it, what can I do with you?" Yang Chen shook his head with a smile.
False is true and true, like the white-robed old man who likes to calculate others, he will not believe that Yang Chen can obediently take out the treasure.
At this time, it is a kind of psychological game between Yang Chen and the old man in the white robe, but the old man in the white robe has always made one mistake, that is, Yang Chen is telling the truth, no matter what method he uses, psychologically, he can only occupy the losing side.
'Bang bang bang-'At this time, the Xuantianmen elder repelled the old lady with one move, but he was also tired and panting, obviously exhausting his physical strength.
The old lady's condition was not good, she spurted blood and retreated dozens of meters, and her body slammed into a crumbling tree
"I thought you'd fight with them, but that's fine. Yang Chen sighed and shook his head, as if he was sorry that the Taiji Sect elder didn't make a move.
"I don't dare to underestimate you kid. The white-robed old man looked at Yang Chen, he actually had a fear of this hairy boy in his heart, and from the beginning of thinking about it, all the actions of this kid were a little weird.
Yang Chen just smiled, didn't answer, got up and walked to the side of the Infant Ghost Knife.
"Since you can't take my sword, then use you to honor it?" A sneer pulled out from the corner of Yang Chen's mouth, and a touch of spiritual power passed from his palm into the infant ghost knife.
At this moment, the Xuantianmen elders and the old lady reacted, knowing that Yang Chen was using them with guns, and they all angrily denounced Yang Chen for being despicable.
"You guys are stupid, you can't blame me. "Fools tend to blame their stupidity on smart people.
Yang Chen's brows twitched, and the infant ghost knife in his hand slashed towards the scolding old lady and the two, only to see a cold light appear, and the scolding was mixed with a light sound of breaking the air.
As soon as the baby ghost knife came out, the two heads easily fell to the ground, and the scolding stopped abruptly.
"It's a pity!" Yang Chen had just put down the Infant Ghost Knife, and a palm print fell behind him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
'Ding-' The Infant Ghost Knife fell from Yang Chen's hand, sparked a trace of fire on the ground, and lay flat on the ground.
Yang Chen covered his chest, the palm just now was by no means so simple, and the softness of the Tai Chi sect had already entered his body.
The little cat tiger rushed over at this time, and a sharp claw slapped at the white-robed old man, but the figure of the white-robed old man disappeared from in front of it, making the little cat tiger scratch his head for a while.
"Hehe, boy, I have to say that your plan is very good, but you are too conceited, you think you can really suppress me? The white-robed old man picked up the Infant Ghost Knife from the ground, showed the sinister smile he had before, and looked at the Infant Ghost Knife with the eyes of appreciating the artwork.
"With this sword, my combat power may go to the next level. The white-robed old man laughed, he was the final winner.
"Go to another level, go underground and progress!" Yang Chen spat a mouthful of blood foam to the side, and the spiritual power on his body surged.
Sensing Yang Chen's struggle, the white-robed old man pointed the infant ghost knife at Yang Chen, and said, "Boy, the spiritual power in your body has been disrupted by my softness, and if you act rashly, you will kill yourself." ”
"But since you have given me this treasure, I will spare your life. The white-robed old man laughed and prepared to leave.
"The old ghost of the Tai Chi faction let Yang Chen boy go. At this time, a voice came, and a trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the white-robed old man.
With a gust of wind blowing, a black shadow appeared in Yang Chen's sight, it was the black-robed elder of Jishan, he was dressed in hunting clothes, and his strength was extraordinary.
"It's really boring, you are a refiner? I have let you and Lan Yun go before, I don't know how to advance or retreat?" the white-robed old man sneered, compared to the refining weapon, he was not as good as the black-robed elder, but there was such a thing as a life-and-death duel, so it was not necessarily.
The black-robed elder snorted coldly and said, "Then let's try it, it's not certain who will die and who will win?" After speaking, a spirit weapon long sword appeared in his hand and stabbed at the white-robed old man.
It was the first time for Yang Chen to see the battle between the instrument reader and the monk, and the only advantage of the instrument reader was estimated to be that there were many spiritual weapons, and now the long sword in the hand of the black-robed elder was a medium-grade spiritual weapon.
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After a few reincarnations, the black-robed elder gradually gained the upper hand, while the white-robed old man calmly pressed and beat him.
"Elder, you go, don't worry about me, he won't kill me. Yang Chen said anxiously, he didn't want to see the black-robed elder die here because of his innocence.
"Xiaoyou, you are extremely talented, if I save you today, are you willing to go back to Qishan with me. The black-robed elder glanced at Yang Chen and said.
"Elder, Yang Chen is a person of the sect and will not leave easily. Yang Chen shook his head, it's not that Qishan is bad, there are still things he wants in the Shenwu Cultivation Sect, and there is no need to leave for the time being.
The black-robed elder was silent for a moment and said, "If that little friend figures it out in the future, I will welcome you at any time." ”
After speaking, the black-robed elder turned into a black shadow and left here, even the white-robed old man couldn't catch up.
"Something, I actually have a spiritual weapon that increases so quickly. The white-robed old man frowned slightly, but he couldn't hide the greed in his eyes.
The white-robed old man turned his head to look at Yang Chen, holding the infant ghost knife and slashing several cold lights.
"You... You... What are you going to do to me?" Yang Chen stepped back in horror as he propped up his body on the ground.
The little cat and tiger stood in front of Yang Chen, letting out a vigilant roar, and the deterrence of the Open Pulse Realm spread towards the white-robed old man like water.
"Hmph, it's okay, I'll clean up your brute today. The white-robed old man snorted coldly, he Huang Shengyi was also a good existence in the Open Pulse Realm, and this demon beast could only delay his speed.
The Infant Ghost Knife was already extraordinary, but when it reached the hands of the white-robed old man in the Open Pulse Realm, it exerted a stronger power, and it shocked the little cat and tiger at once.
Seeing that the baby ghost knife was so powerful, even Huang Shengyi couldn't help but praise "Good knife", since the little cat and tiger were shocked, then Yang Chen was not able to catch it.
"Although I said before that I wanted to let you go, but think about it again, your talent is too strong, so let's go to Huangquan to cultivate. A trace of blood flashed in the eyes of the white-robed old man, and the infant ghost knife swung towards Yang Chen.
When cutting into Yang Chen's chest, Huang Shengyi's body stagnated in place, losing the ability to control his body.
"I'm so sorry, but the Baby Ghost Knife is mine. Yang Chen slowly took the Infant Ghost Knife back from Huang Shengyi's hand, all of this had already been in his plan, even the unfathomable Huang Shengyi was nothing more than that.
The little cat tiger also recovered its spirits, just now it was really shocked by the baby ghost knife, although it was only less than two breaths, and then it was all acted, but it was still a little dissatisfied in its heart, why could such a knife shock it, it was a strong person in the open pulse realm.
"Okay, okay, it's just a hint of characteristic. Yang Chen smiled and comforted the little cat tiger.
The baby ghost knife is indeed extraordinary, this is only half of the baby ghost, Yang Chen named the gray mist in the baby ghost knife as the baby ghost.
Looking at the three elders who died on the ground, Yang Chen groped around their bodies, since they were elders, there must be some good things on them.
Yang Chen took out three bags, if he guessed correctly, this is the spirit domain bag, there is a small space inside, although it is said that it cannot enter the living beings, but it can put some things that martial cultivators want to use.
Sensing the prohibition on the bag, Yang Chen began to crack the Soul Derivation Technique, but it only took a few breaths to erase the traces of the three elders on the Spirit Domain Bag.
"Such a small thing?" counted the contents as Yang Chen hung them around his waist.
Moreover, after the death of the three elders, the spaceship they took was also erased by Yang Chen, and they were taken as their own.
Moreover, he still has enough crystals to drive, which makes Yang Chen feel a little happy in his heart, this wave is sure to make a profit.
"It's almost time to go back to the sect, and I don't know how martial arts have been?" Yang Chen didn't know how long it had been since this crack, but it shouldn't be a few days.
One ship was activated, and the other two were put into the Spirit Domain Bag by him.
Soon the spaceship turned into a streamer and disappeared into the air, and Yang Chen now wanted to master the spaceship, and he couldn't care about cultivating.
As for the little cat tiger, it seems that he was shocked by the baby ghost knife before, and now he is very dissatisfied, staring at the baby ghost knife pinned to Yang Chen's waist.
"Little cat and tiger, don't you cultivate, don't keep staring at me!" Rao is Yang Chen's heart was calm, but he was stared at his waist by a demon beast of the Open Pulse Realm, and his heart was also a little numb.
The little cat and tiger roared twice to express his dissatisfaction, and Yang Chen stopped talking.
In a day and a night, Yang Chen had already arrived at the Shenwu Cultivation Sect in a spaceship.