Chapter Thirty-Seven: Mole Ant, My Name Is Long Ling!
The young man stared at Yang Chen, and his eyes revealed an astonishing murderous intent.
As a true disciple of the dignified Ancestral Spirit Heavenly Sect, his status is noble, and he is the proud son of the sky, but he will suffer a loss in the hands of the monks of Nayuan Ninefold in this late stage of Baodan.
This is a shame, and the shame must be washed away with blood, and even if he kills the other party, he cannot wash away his shame.
"Boy, you're brave, really brave. The young man stared at Yang Chen, his tone full of coldness.
Yang Chen also raised his head to look at him, without giving way, with him as the center, a large amount of spiritual energy continued to gather.
He didn't speak, and millions of thoughts in his heart turned sharply, and he thought of countless methods, but in the face of the monks in the Rushing Stage, there was only one ending, and that was failure.
In the face of absolute strength, it is useless to plan any method.
But Yang Chen will not give up, even if there is only a trace of life, no, even if there is no life, he will try!
Despair is the emotion of the weak, Yang Chen is not a weak, and Nan Ion will not allow him to be a weakling!
The clone couldn't do any damage to the counter-transformation at all, and Yang Chen simply absorbed all the aura scattered by the clone.
If you can't cut the sword with one sword, then I will have two swords, three swords, and ten swords......
"It's really a resolute character" The young man looked at Yang Chen for a long time, without the slightest intention of making a move.
He wanted to watch Yang Chen struggle, constantly struggling, desperately struggling!
"You bad guy!" Zi Ling'er glared at the young man with red eyes.
"Dear junior sister, there are no good people and bad people in this world, only the strong and the weak" The young man's attitude towards Zi Ling'er was exactly like a different person, and explained patiently.
"No, you're a bad guy, you're a bad guy!" Zi Ling'er burst into tears.
The young man frowned when he heard this, "Senior sister, you should rest, the innate pure spirit body should not see blood."
After saying that her right hand made a move in the air, Zi Ling'er's delicate body suddenly trembled and fell to the ground unconscious.
However, at the moment when the young man moved, Yang Chen also moved, reaching out and drawing his sword.
"Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"
Snort
Another flash of bright light.
However, Yang Chen couldn't care about the result, and hurriedly reached out to catch Zi Ling'er.
"Ling'er, Ling'er......"
Yang Chen's blood-soaked face no longer had an expression, but it was seriously revealing a deep concern.
roar
Sun Tian kept roaring, and the red glow in his eyes became brighter and brighter. His size kept growing, but no matter how much he struggled, the flying sword seemed to be rooted there, unable to move.
Yang Chen...... Yang Chen...... I'm so sleepy......" Zi Ling'er's eyes seemed to be closed, and crystal tears were still hanging on her long eyelashes.
"Die!"
Yang Chen put Ling'er down gently, stood up suddenly, stared at the young man deadly, and shot into the sky.
Hatred!
Yang Chen had never had this kind of emotion, even when he killed Na Luo Hao, he never had it.
But now Yang Chen has it.
"What a heavy killing intent?" The strong light dissipated, and the young man stood there unharmed and looked at Yang Chen, "And the injuries on his body have all recovered, this breath is the Seven Rank Pill Vitality Pill"
"Which Dongtian disciple should it be?"
The young man spoke unhurriedly, but his tone was full of disdain.
"However, no matter which family you are a disciple of, the innate pure spirit body is not what you should have!"
The young man's words changed, his tone was contemptuous, and Yang Chen was condescending.
"Slash the sky, draw the sword!"
In response, there was a sharp sword qi that was incomparably sharp, but when it slashed at the young man, it only raised the white shirt on his body.
"Go on, it's much less powerful than it was just now. ”
The youth scoffed.
"Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"
Yang Chen pulled out a sword again, his right hand was already blurred with flesh and blood, and the white bones of Sensen were faintly visible.
The residual medicinal power of the Vitality Pill in the body was not repaired as fast as the furious sword qi on the Heaven Slashing Sword.
However, Yang Chen didn't care about these anymore, and only the young man was left alone in his eyes, tirelessly drawing his sword in his hand, sword after sword.
"Your spiritual skills are far behind, the real spiritual skills should be like this!"
The young man seemed impatient, and reached out and punched hard.
boom
His punch hit the air, but Yang Chen was like a heavy blow, and the whole person flew out upside down, slamming into the wall fiercely, directly collapsing the wall.
In an instant, Yang Chen's bones were broken at least a dozen times, and the severe pain spread throughout his body, Yang Chen couldn't even stand up, so he could only lie among the green bricks.
"Do you know, ants are ants, and if you live, you are rewarded by others, and you are the same!" the young man walked up to Yang Chen and looked at him condescendingly.
roar
Sun Tian, who was not far away, struggled violently, let out an angry roar, his body swelled a full zhang, and his cultivation even broke through to the middle stage of bone refining, but he still couldn't break free from the sword.
Yang Chen couldn't move, but a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the young man, and behind the young man, a phantom suddenly condensed.
Mirror, doppelganger
As soon as the doppelganger appeared, he immediately punched the young man.
Look for death!
The young man reflexively punched and directly blasted the clone away.
Immediately, the young man was about to kill Yang Chen with a punch, but as if he had received some news, his face changed.
"That's all for today, Mole Ant, remember, my name is Long Ling. This name will accompany you on your path until you die of old age in the Ascending Cloud Stage, because he is your demonic barrier, and you will never have a chance to break it!"
The young man flicked his sleeves, grabbed Zi Ling'er's shoulder, and lifted Sun Tian's huge body by the way.
"This beast is not bad, I will take it as a mount, even if it is better to be a beast in my Ancestral Spirit Heavenly Sect than to be a beast king behind you. ”
The young man left a faint word, and the whole person rose to the sky, becoming a black dot in the blink of an eye.
"Ling'er, Sun Tian......"
Yang Chen looked at the gradually disappearing figure, muttering in his mouth, wanting to move, but the fracture of the bones in his whole body made him unable to move at all.
The vitality pill in the body continued to surge with medicinal power to repair the injuries all over the body, but the bones were broken, and even the vitality pill was extremely slow to repair.
Yang Chen felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if he was pulling them down.
"Can't sleep, can't sleep...... Ling'er and Sun Tian were taken away...... I'm going to save him......"
"Uncle Shi asked me to take good care of Ling'er, and I promised ......"
"And the little monkey, my best friend, who accompanied me out of Luoxin Peak......
Yang Chen roared in his heart, his lips moved slightly, and he muttered.
"I also promised my master that I would not be a weakling, I would be a strong, unparalleled strong!"
"I can't sleep, and if I sleep, I lose!"
Yang Chen opened his eyes stiffly, feeling the tearing pain coming from all over his body, but the pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart.
In the face of the Chongxiao period, he Yang Chen did not have any power to fight back at all.
The Sky Rush Period is much stronger than the Tengyun Period, and the two are not at the same level of strength at all.
Yang Chen was lying on the ground, he could even feel the flesh and blood on his body squirming inch by inch, slowly healing, and the bones in his body were spliced piece by piece.
The sun shone obliquely on Yang Chen's face, but it didn't look hot, the sun was setting, and the sun seemed to be resting.
The dim sunlight stimulated Yang Chen's sleepiness even more, and he bit the tip of his tongue hard, which made him wake up a lot.
In the sea of qi, the two Void Pills were already empty, and the two clone seals were quietly suspended next to their respective Void Pills.
Yang Chen, who was slightly sober, had just mobilized the doppelganger seal in front of him, and the handprint in it began to move again, and the transparent silk threads extended all the way to the outside of his body, and the two faint phantoms began to condense.
Most of the aura around them was extracted by Yang Chen, and it took half a pillar of incense for the two clones to condense and complete.
Yang Chen controlled the clone to pick himself up from the pile of green bricks.
"Hiss"
Yang Chen, who was in pain from the broken bones in his back, couldn't help but gasp, but he couldn't care about it so much.
Let the clone pick up the two high-grade spiritual weapons and throw them in the air.
The flying sword became a man's width and landed steadily in the air.
The two clones leaped forward, stood on top of the flying sword, and rose into the sky.
The two clones were both cultivators in the early stage of Tengyun, and the flying of the imperial sword was naturally not a problem, and the oncoming wind made Yang Chen sober up a lot.
He saw that the man named Long Ling was flying towards the north.
It's just that when Yang Chen broke through the clouds, he couldn't see anything.
After searching for a whole afternoon, Yang Chen searched for an afternoon above Liuyun City, and did not return until nightfall.
In the courtyard, Liu Dadao and Zhao Hong were also awake, and they were only shocked by the aftermath of Long Ling.
But even so, they still feel like their heads are in a mess.
"Big brother, what's wrong with us? The fat man patted his head and shook it again.
"Big brother, who is that young man, he looks so majestic!" the thin man also came to his senses.
"Big Brother ......"
"Shut up, didn't you see that I was just as awake as you, and asked!" Liu Dadao snorted impatiently, his eyes constantly searching in the courtyard.
Yang Chen, Zi Ling'er and the little monkey named Sun Tian are all gone.
The whole courtyard was in shambles, and the walls on three sides collapsed on two sides.
On one side, the pile of green bricks was stained with blood.
A bad premonition rose in Liu Dadao's heart.
"The young master may have been arrested!" Zhao Hong also observed, and came up to discuss with Liu Dadao.
"Hmm. Liu Dadao also nodded.
But it was only a moment, and two figures shot from the sky.
It was Yang Chen and the clone who came back.
After an afternoon of recovery from the Vitality Pill, Yang Chen was barely able to stand on his own, and his bloody clothes were particularly eye-catching.
Although it was dark at the moment, except for Zhao Hong, the others were all in the strength of the Dan period, so they could naturally see it clearly.
"Young Master!"
Liu Dadao was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward when Yang Chen fell.
"Young Master, are you alright?"
Yang Chen's face was a little pale after excessive blood loss, but his expression was indescribably gloomy.
Although he had been with Yang Chen for a day, he knew that the young master in front of him was calm and indifferent at all times, and he would not have such emotions at all.
"It's okay, get me some clothes. After Yang Chen finished speaking, he returned to the room alone, leaving two clones guarding the door.
"Big brother, why is it only the young master, the young lady and the monkey?" asked the tall one, scratching his head.
"Shut up!" Liu Dadao glared at Gao Gao and said, "Go out with me to buy a few clothes for the young master." ”