"Are you from Fan Soul Village?" Dao Fei stared at Yang Chen and said.

His tone was much smoother than Dao Heng, and he even began to restrain the coercion on his body.

"Fansoul Village, Yang Chen. Yang Chen looked at Dao Fei and said lightly.

"Do you want my Soul Village to bless your Soul Village with a mental power instead of your Martial Soul Village?"

Daofei was silent for a moment, but still nodded, "Not bad!"

"Go back, remember your first offense, I won't kill you this time, if there is a next time, you will die!" Yang Chen still said unhurriedly.

"Huh?" Dao Fei's pupils shrank suddenly.

Behind him, another figure moved slightly, as if he wanted to come out, but before he could move, Yang Chen took a step faster.

"Look for death!"

With a soft shout, Yang Chen's eyes lit up with a touch of purple again, and a purple arrow shot out, a little bigger than just now, a full two inches long.

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The purple soul arrow, as always, suddenly burrowed into the sea of the pseudo-powerful monk's soul and nailed into the soul.

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This time it was no longer like last time, a roar suddenly came out of Yang Chen's mind in the Soul Harvesting Valley, and the soul whirls in the soul sea shook and twisted slightly, almost disintegrating.

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Yang Chen only felt a tightness in his chest, followed by a mouthful of blood spurting out, and his newly recovered face immediately turned pale again.

A feeling of nausea, vomiting, and dizziness hung over him.

Counter-devouring, this pseudo-potential monk's soul definitely has the strength of at least six tribulations to rush into the sky, so that Yang Chen's soul suffers from backlash.

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He lay on the ground on all fours, panting constantly, and the feeling of trauma to his soul was very uncomfortable.

However, the time-sharing that was far away by the river in Fan Soul Village was under Yang Chen's control, and it was just an imperceptible tremble, and it returned to normal.

On the other side, the pseudo-monk who had just moved fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no more sound.

Even if Yang Chen's soul suffered a backlash, this person was still nailed to death on the spot by the soul arrow.

"Who else. Yang Chen's calm gaze swept over everyone, and he said lightly, "Want to cross the river?"

At this time, everyone did not dare to move.

Take a look, if you die a person, how strong is this person's cultivation?

Their IQ is not high, and Yang Chen's method of killing people invisibly puts a lot of pressure on them.

"Who the hell are you? There is no way there is a strong person like you in Fan Soul Village!" Dao Fei looked at Yang Chen, his voice extremely low.

A fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Yang Chen was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Fan Soul Village, Yang Chen!"

Dao Fei looked at Yang Chen again, snorted coldly, and shouted, "Go back to the village!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeves and turned to leave.

The remaining forty-seven people from the Martial Spirit Village also glanced at Yang Chen in awe, turned around and left with Dao Fei.

The bodies of the two dead on the ground were left here without any advisors.

Feelings, such as Fansoul Village, where the wisdom is not high, still exists. As for a village like Wuhun Village, which has developed to a certain extent, it seems to be becoming more and more fainter.

Yang Chen watched a group of people return to the village like this, until their figures disappeared into the distance, and finally couldn't help it, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

And the doppelganger's eyes gradually dimmed and became hollow.

In the Soul Harvesting Valley, the deity exhaled a long breath, only to feel a constant feeling of dizziness in his head, and the scenery in front of him was blurred for a while.

I didn't expect the Martial Spirit Village to come so quickly, and I didn't expect that just the awakened person of the pseudo-potential, the newborn soul would already have the level of five tribulations.

Fortunately, his goal of destroying his soul is not to destroy the world, if it is to destroy the world, Yang Chen is sure that he is only afraid of being even worse now, and whether he can be sober or not.

But fortunately, they were scared away in the end, and if there was another one, even if it was in the sky period, I was afraid that it would not be able to stop it.

Secretly shook his head, if there is a mistake, I am afraid that I will face their crazy counterattack, and then the deity may have to come forward, and the victory or defeat is unknown.

The monks of the Aged Period, the pressure on him was too great.

Glancing at Lu Chuan, whose body was still recovering, Yang Chenzi closed his eyes.

This time, the backlash is not very heavy, and the soul can be restored after a few days of cultivation.

By the river, the doppelganger slowly opened with the closed eyes of the deity.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a pale green face walked in, his steps were a little frivolous, obviously very weak.

It was Daoheng.

"Master. Dao Heng walked behind Yang Chen and spoke respectfully.

"If you don't rest, what are you going to do when you come out?" Yang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he said loudly.

When Dao Heng heard this, he swept the two corpses on one side of the river and the other side of the river, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for driving away the people of Wuhun Village and saving me from Fansoul Village!"

"Since you are all called Shizun, I am naturally responsible for your safety, Shizun is not just called casually. Yang Chen shook his head and said softly.

Yes, the master is not just called casually, as a master, Yang Chen can understand the good intentions of Nan Ion.

Sixteen years as a day, teach him to survive, kill decisively, pamper and humiliate, and give him the elixir before leaving, not only for fear that he will be in danger outside if he gives less, but also afraid that he will become dependent if he gives too much, or be remembered by someone with a heart.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to teach himself with Luo Yuanming's life.

These can only be felt when he becomes a teacher.

"The grace of the master, Dao Heng will never forget!" Dao Heng knelt on one knee and bowed.

If it weren't for Yang Chen, at this moment, their Fan Soul Village would either be forced to bless the Martial Spirit Village with a mental power, or resist to the end, and it was not certain whether they would be destroyed or not.

"I also know that I am grateful, it seems that these twenty days have not taught you in vain. Yang Chen glanced back at Dao Heng amusedly.

When Dao Heng heard this, his face was slightly red, but he still said with a positive color, "No matter how much you learn, you can't get half a point from Shicun." ”

"Heh, I didn't teach you how to make a fool of yourself. ”

At this time, Dao Heng didn't know what to say, and smiled, a little flustered.

"Your heart is in turmoil. The smile on Yang Chen's face was scolded, pointing at Dao Heng's heart, and said lightly.

Dao Heng was slightly startled, and the expression on his face was closed.

"Dao Heng knows his mistake!"

"Control your heart, and you can control all of yourself. Yang Chen stared at him and said word by word.

Hearing this, Dao Heng's body trembled, thought for a while, and immediately closed his eyes, and after a while, the coercion that had been permeating Dao Heng's body suddenly subsided a lot.

"It's not expensive, it's a strong person who can cultivate to the world, even if it's a new soul, the comprehension is not comparable to ordinary people. Yang Chen secretly admired.

He just clicked a few words, and Dao Heng understood.

Half an hour later, the coercion around Dao Heng's body became smaller and smaller, and finally he was directly absorbed into his body.

Dao Heng also slowly opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you Master for your advice!" he saluted respectfully to Yang Chen, and just moved like this, and a little coercion overflowed, obviously he couldn't put it away freely.

"Okay, cultivation is not to worship the heavens or the earth, don't always kneel. Yang Chen frowned and scolded.

"Yes, Master. Only then did Dao Heng stand up and stand behind Yang Chen.

Yang Chen set his eyes in the direction of Wuhun Village, without saying a word, as if he was thinking about something.

He didn't speak, and Dao Heng stood there motionless, he was now full of respect for Yang Chen.

Knowing that the sun was on the third pole, Yang Chen seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and said, "Although I forced the Martial Spirit Village back this time, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not come again in the future." ”

Dao Heng was stunned for a moment, didn't know why, and asked, "Isn't there a master who is here again?"

"I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you all the time, and I will have my own things to do. Yang Chen said lightly.

"Please don't leave us!"

Dao Heng was anxious when he heard this, and he was about to kneel, but he turned his gaze at Yang Chen, remembering the words of Master Fang Cai, and then he paused.

But his face was still anxious.

"When did I say that I would leave you, but you also have to learn to protect yourselves. Yang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Here, there is another fetter.

Hearing that Yang Chen was not leaving, Dao Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately thought of Yang Chen's question, and couldn't help but ask out loud, "Then Master, how should we deal with it now?"

"What do you think?" Yang Chen didn't say, but asked rhetorically.

At this time, Dao Heng fell into deep thought, but this was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing, and he didn't know what to do at all.

"Dao Heng doesn't know, and I ask the master to solve his doubts. ”

Finally, Dao Heng gave up.

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said, "The best defense is offense!"

"Attack?" Dao Heng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Wuhun Village has been developed for nearly a hundred years, and with our village of more than ten years, it is impossible to compete with them at all. ”

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up and said, "Do you want to make a move, Master?"

With his current wisdom, he couldn't find any other way than to think that Yang Chen would make a move.

"Since you have learned to protect yourself, I will naturally not make a move this time. Yang Chen shook his head.

At this time, Dao Heng was completely dumbfounded.

"Why did Dao Fei come?" Yang Chen didn't answer directly, but asked.

"You want us to bless the Soul Harvesting Valley with a telepathic power for them. Dao Heng said hatefully.

As soon as he said this, he felt a wave of anger in his heart.

"Now that that didn't work out, what do you say they should do when they go back?"

"What should I do? Naturally, I blessed the Soul Harvesting Valley with my mental power. Dao Heng frowned as if he had grasped something.

"Yes, what about blessing the mind?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, guiding Dao Heng's thinking step by step.

Although everyone in this Fansoul Village called him Master, in fact, the only apprentice recognized in Yang Chen's mind was Dao Heng.

"Bless the Mental Power...... If you stick to it, your mental power will fall into weakness. Dao Heng muttered, and suddenly his eyes suddenly lit up, and he lost his voice:

"Shizun is saying to attack while they are weak?"

"Yes, never again!" Yang Chen looked at the shadows in the distance, and his eyes showed a cold light.

Since there is no way to avoid the fight, then I, Yang Chen, would rather stand in the active position than be passive!

"Never again!" Dao Heng's eyes also showed a cold light, how similar to Yang Chen.

The breeze blew up, stirring the hem of Yang Chen's clothes, but it couldn't move his slender and upright figure like a sword.

"If the Sect Soul Village is too weak for the Missionary Mountain to pay attention to, then if the Martial Soul Village is slaughtered, I wonder if you will notice?"

It was gloomy, and directly above, a dark cloud that never dispersed was always rolling there, as if something was hidden.