"Where did the madman come from, he is so arrogant and ignorant of proportion, and threatens to clean up the portal for my Rock Wasteland, I really don't know whether to live or die!" Before Iwanami could speak, there was a sudden loud shout from the crowd in the square.

This person was a true disciple who had just come from other mountain peaks, and he only practiced in the mountains on weekdays, and he had never heard of Yang Chen at all, let alone seen the bloody scene of the elders of their blessed land, so he naturally couldn't get used to Yang Chen's arrogant appearance.

And in his eyes, Yang Chen was just a monk in the late stage of Bao Dan.

"That's right, please also ask the blessed lord and the elders to make decisions for my blessed land disciples, and also for the dead elders of my blessed land, and kill this man!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, it immediately attracted a chorus of echoes. Most of them are people who have devoted themselves to cultivation, and the news is closed, and they have just come, so they don't know the specific situation at all.

Emotions can be contagious, a person is not afraid, a small group of people is not afraid will drive a large number of people not to be afraid!

As soon as they agreed like this, those monks who were originally afraid of Yang Chen suddenly felt their blood boiling.

We have the blessed elder, the monks of the three major sky-rushing periods are here, no matter how strong this person is, what is there to fear?

For a while, everyone shouted angrily, condensing into a strong momentum and rising into the sky.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruoxu beat a drum in his heart, this group of people will be all united in sending Shi Hu over for them to kill?

"A bunch of fools!" Yan Bo heard the waves of sound under him, his face was not happy but gloomy even more, and he was about to stop it while scolding in his heart, Yang Chen suddenly laughed.

"What a disciple working together," he sighed, and the smile on his face suddenly became cold.

Not good!

Yan Bo was shocked in his heart, and immediately turned his hand and slapped out a cloud of earthy yellow diaphragm directly above the group of disciples.

Not only Iwanami, but even the two elders behind him also changed their faces drastically, and they all shot out a circle of earthy yellow light film.

Groaning

The sound of the sword unsheathed resounded in the sky.

Yang Chen suddenly drew his sword, cut the sky and drew the sword, and cut twenty!

As soon as you make a move, you will be cut twenty!

A sword ray more than fifty zhang long slashed down, and the earthy yellow light was not even blocked for a moment, and was directly torn by the sword, one, two, three, three in a row, and fell from the crowd.

silk

A sharp and piercing voice sounded in everyone's hearts.

rumble

In the distance, a palace was split in half and collapsed on both sides, making an earth-shattering roar.

And the person who spoke first didn't know it, so after looking around, he finally had a stunned expression, and the whole person was divided into two halves and convulsed on the ground.

Not only him, but more than a dozen people were divided into two halves and fell to the ground.

Blood filth soaked the clean and tidy White Stone Square in an instant, and the smell of blood spread like crazy.

The shouting in the arena stopped abruptly as if someone had choked the neck.

Silence, deathly silence!

Everyone's eyes were no longer frightened, but full of fear, and they didn't even dare to move.

"I didn't want to kill you, but who made you and Shi Hu accomplices, if you want to blame, you will be blamed for helping Shi Hu" The coldness on Yang Chen's face was like an iceberg melting, and he smiled gently, his expression was very helpless.

It's just that in their eyes at this moment, this kind of smile is not gentle at all, but like a bloody sword that seals their throats, it is on their necks, and the slightest coolness keeps coming.

"Presumptuous!"

A pocket-sized version of the Sky Punch suddenly appeared.

He was finally angry, he couldn't help but be angry, Yang Chen actually killed his blessed disciple in front of him, and no matter whether it was a true disciple who died or not, just in front of so many disciples, he couldn't help but act.

"Iwanami!"

Yang Chen also snorted softly.

"I, Yang Chen, don't want to be an enemy of your Rock Desolate Blessed Land, so please don't make a mistake about yourself!"

"Okay, if you don't make enemies of my blessed land, killing my disciples also means not being enemies of my blessed land?" Iwanami shouted.

"Since I, Yang Chen, can kill the Jinshui Blessed Land Blessing Master Ji Xun, then I, Yang Chen, will have the strength of the Chongxiao Period, in other words, you are scolded by a group of monks in the Tengyun Period, how should you deal with it? Yan Bo, please correct your mentality, and please correct all the disciples of your blessed land!"

"I, Yang Chen, can kill Chongxiao!"

Yang Chen's last words were extremely loud and resounded in the sky, and hundreds of people in the square were shocked when they heard the words.

Killable!

What kind of cultivation is this?

"Iwanami, your disciples are rude, and I have fully demonstrated my goodwill by killing only these few people. Speaking of this, Yang Chen's voice had become indifferent.

Are his disciples rude?

Yang Chen went to his mountain gate so arrogantly and threatened to clean up the gate for his blessed land, is it rude for his disciples to scold like this?

Not rude, not rude at all!

But Iwanami was silent because of the strength of the other party.

A group of Tengyun period shouted and scolded the sky period, which was an act of looking for death, there was no politeness or rudeness, and strength was the truth.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Bo actually endured it, and said in a deep voice, "Shi Hu is the true disciple of my blessed land, and it is impossible for me to hand him over to you." Not to mention whether his sneak attack on you is true or not, just because he is a disciple of my blessed land, if it is handed over to you, won't it chill the hearts of thousands of disciples and elders of my Rock Desolate Blessed Land?"

"This matter is absolutely impossible, and you have to give me an explanation for these dead disciples, otherwise, don't think about getting out of the Rock Desolate Blessed Land today!"

Yan Bo's words were sonorous and powerful, and there was no doubt about it, and the tens of thousands of disciples in the square were all moved when they heard this.

"Yan Bo, Yang has to say that you are a good blessed master!" Yang Chen smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"But you actually put the lives of the entire blessed land disciples into it for the sake of one true disciple, is this really fair to other disciples?"

Yan Bo's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he shouted, "Yang Chen, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The two elders behind Iwanami were also shocked.

The corners of Mo Qingyi's mouth, which was hidden not far away, raised slightly.

"The meat show is finally coming. ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Chen's tone was cold, his hands were open, and there were two doppelganger prints suspended on each hand, which at first glance looked like handprints with different postures, but if you wanted to look closely, they were blurry, making people a little dizzy.

What is this?

Hundreds of people in the square were in an uproar.

"If this thing is combined, presumably the Lord of Rock Blessing has also heard the battle between Yang and Ji Xun, even if it is a strong person in the Sky Rushing Period, he will be seriously injured if he is blown up by this handprint. ”

"And this kind of handprint Yang can be synthesized into four, I think, it should be enough to level your rock desolate blessed land!"

Yang Chen grinned, his tone was like a cold wind in the moon, and the hundreds of disciples in the square couldn't help but shiver.

Yang called it a three-layer handprint. ”

Yang Chen unified the handprints around the Shidan in his body as a layer of mudra runes, and the four handprints could be fused into two second-layer handprints, while the two second-layer handprints could be combined into a three-layer handprint.

The four mudra talismans that exploded in his body were re-formed within three days of his awakening, and now sixteen one-layer handprint talismans can be combined into four three-layer handprint talismans.

Each one has the power to seriously injure the Celestial Rush Monk!

"Three-layer handprints?" Iwanami's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

He got the news from the branch that Yang Chen used something to directly blow up Na Ji Xun to serious injury, and the radius was ten miles upside down.

Is it this inconspicuous-looking three-tiered mudra sigil?

"Are you threatening Iwa?" Iwanami's eyes narrowed, and murderous intent filled the air.

"Of course not, I'm just persuading Lord Yanfu not to sacrifice so many disciples for one disciple, so that even if you are willing, the disciples of your blessed land are not willing. ”

"Besides, Yang is not unreasonable, Shi Hu sneaked up on me, this is my enmity with him, people should bear the consequences if they do something wrong, instead of hiding in the blessed land and letting you innocent disciples suffer. ”

Yang Chen swept his gaze to the hundreds of people in the square.

"Moreover, since I came to the present, your elders and disciples have all died tragically because of Shi Hu, and where is he now?

"I, Yang Chen, am not worth it for you!"

Yang Chen said word by word, his eyes kept passing over all of them, his voice seemed to have a strange contagion, and everyone who was looked at by Yang Chen trembled slightly.

"I, Yang Chen, am not worth it for you"

It was constantly reverberating, and no one noticed that there was a faint purple glow flickering in Yang Chen's eyes.

"Enough!" Yan Bo snorted softly, staring at Yang Chen tightly, his face cloudy.

He had clearly felt the shaking in the heart of his blessed land disciple.

"Yan Bo, do you really want to sacrifice all the disciples of your blessed land for Shi Hu?" Yang Chen did not stop, but did not give in.

Behind him, sixteen clones condensed, and the powerful traction force directly enveloped the half-cent spirit mountain, and a large amount of spiritual mist swarmed towards him.

In just an instant, sixteen clones were condensed.

Then the sixteen clones collided in pairs and became eight, each of which had the cultivation of the late stage of Tengyun.

"As long as I'm alive, my eight clones will not die or die, and I can tell you very irresponsibly that just relying on my sixteen clones, I can slaughter all the monks below the sky in your blessed land, and now whether to fight or hand over Shihu is all in your blessed lord's thoughts!"

After Yang Chen said this sentence indifferently, he didn't say more, but the two second-layer handprints in his hands kept moving.

Hundreds of people were silent, and now there was a cruel reality in front of them, neither the blessed lord nor the elders could protect them.

And the person concerned, Shi Hu, is still hiding in the blessed land and has not shown up so far.

For a while, they had some secret hatred in their hearts.

Yan Bo didn't speak, he looked at Yang Chen quietly, his eyes were full of complexity.

Is it a battle, or is it to hand over Shihu?

The other party was threatening him with the lives of the entire blessed land disciples.

He had no doubt that the other party would be able to kill all the disciples in the Rock Desolation Blessed Land, just by throwing down the three-layer handprint talisman in the other party's hand, the hundreds of disciples in the entire square would definitely not survive.

And the group of clones who can't be killed.

Iwanami has long known about this.

However, do you really want to kill Shi Hu?

What, then, is the reputation of his blessed land?

Where is the dignity?

Iwanami's hands trembled a little, he had never encountered such a thing in his thirty years as a blessed lord. Thinking of this, he glanced down at the hundreds of people in the square.

Every disciple was looking at him, with fear in their eyes and a plea.

He took a deep breath, and after a while, he looked at Yang Chen, and shouted without looking back, "Third Elder, bring Shi Hu up!"