Chapter 38: Wang Tu is talking and laughing
"What do you mean by that?"
Facing the Lianzhu crossbow, Yang Chen's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was very afraid.
"Grandmaster Yang has a bright future, and his progress is rapid, no one knows what level your martial arts have reached now, and only under such circumstances can the villain dare to talk to you for real."
Sima Ming's eyes were sharp, staring at Yang Chen tightly.
"You suddenly killed halfway, if it weren't for the preparation of my Wild Wolf Gang, I would definitely suffer heavy losses today!"
"I said, in fact, I just came out to relax, and I happened to bump into it, do you believe it?" Yang Chen said lightly.
"Don't believe it!"
Sima Ming was categorical, and his eyes were cold:
"Sect Master Yang, at your level, your every move is subject to the attention of the sect, if there is no order from the sect master, how can you easily go down the mountain?"
"You must have come down the mountain this time for my Wild Wolf Gang!"
"If Sect Master Yang really wants to relax, it is better to join my Wild Wolf Gang, and at that time, don't say that it is the Seven Xuanmen, it is Caixia Mountain, and even Yueguo, and you can relax with you in the future."
Sima Ming sneered: "Now, can you still say that you went out to relax?" ”
Yang Chen was indifferent.
Strictly speaking, he really didn't come to relax, but he didn't come for the Wolf Gang.
But the Wolf Gang didn't believe it at all, and it was not that he had come for another purpose.
But I don't know that the Wang Tu hegemony of the Wild Wolf Gang is nothing in Yang Chen's heart, is it necessary to run for the Wild Wolf Gang?
As an immortal cultivator, he saw the sea of stars as far as his eyes could see.
In the future, the Daoist Emperor will dominate the nine heavens and ten earths, rule the heavens and thousands of domains, and control the power that is thousands and trillions of times greater than that of the Wild Wolf Gang, how can he be able to see the foundation of the Wild Wolf Gang.
"Sect Master Yang has nothing to say."
A sneer flashed on Sima Ming's face and said:
"Let me guess, Sect Master Yang must have received an order from Wang Juechu to answer the people of the Seven Xuanmen when he went down the mountain this time.
"Even if there is a chance, we will take down the negotiators of our Wild Wolf Gang in one fell swoop, and at that time, the Seven Xuanmen Thunder Strike, completely sweep away the Wild Wolf Gang, and will complete the grand cause of unifying the Caixia Mountain Range!"
Yang Chen was speechless.
He really wanted to say that if he really wanted to complete the hegemony of Caixia Mountain, he would go directly to the Wild Wolf Gang and slap the gang leader Jia Tianlong to death, without spending so much effort.
"How are you doing?"
Yang Chen seemed to be seen through it, and he became a little angry, and Sima Ming suddenly showed a confident smile on his face.
"No, the Wild Wolf Gang just wants to invite Grandmaster Yang to join, wouldn't it be nice for us to work together for a great cause!"
Sima Ming is strategic, full of confidence.
All this, since the Seven Xuanmen sent people to negotiate, he has already joined forces with the gang leader Jia Tianlong to lay out.
The people of the Seven Xuanmen, Wang Juechu, including Yang Chen, all unknowingly fell into the trap he had arranged.
Now, it's time to close the net and strangle!
Sima Ming knew that Yang Chen had only been in the field for a year, and he had little to do with the Seven Xuanmen, so he made a call to solicit him.
If Yang Chen doesn't agree, then there is only one way to die!
After all, the side of the couch cannot allow others to snore, and Caixia Mountain can only accommodate a wild wolf gang, not the Seven Xuanmen.
'This time I killed more than half of the forces of the Seven Xuanmen in one fell swoop, and the Wild Wolf Gang poured out of the nest and killed the Seven Xuanmen Mountain Gate, and at that time, the hegemony of unifying Caixia Mountain was close at hand! ’
Sima Ming calculated in his heart.
He didn't take Yang Chen seriously at all, no matter what the result was, Yang Chen couldn't stop the Wild Wolf Gang's hegemony.
"What if I say no?"
Facing the solicitation of the Wild Wolf Gang, Yang Chen suddenly said.
"If you don't agree, then you can only ask Sect Master Yang to taste the power of the Lianzhu crossbow, to see if your physical body is strong, or if the crossbow arrows of the Lianzhu crossbow are sharp!"
Sima Ming's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.
As he spoke, the crossbow bolts were loaded, and Yang Chen sensed that there were six monstrous killing intents in the darkness, surging in!
These six people are compelling and determined, and each of them is a first-class archer in the army!
As long as Yang Chen made the slightest movement, the six Lianzhu crossbows would instantly pass through his heart, brain and other vital parts.
After all, no matter how fast a warrior is, he can't dodge the crossbow arrows, and the so-called dodging the bow and arrows is just a prediction of the trajectory in advance.
In addition, there are dozens of beaded crossbows locked in the range of Yang Chen's body, as long as he moves recklessly, it will definitely be an overwhelming rain of arrows, and the ending of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart!
It seems that the gang leader Jia Tianlong has a deep connection with the army, and he actually found these top players.
"Hey......"
Yang Chen suddenly sighed lightly and asked:
"Is your helper Jia Tianlong here? Didn't he tell you that there is a kind of person in this world who is not afraid of any calculation? ”
"Who?"
Sima Ming was stunned for a moment, and said proudly: "The helper is not here, no matter who you are, you will not be able to escape today." ”
Gang leader Jia Tianlong is not in the Wild Wolf Gang at the moment, it seems that he has other arrangements, and he can't even take care of the affairs of the Seven Xuanmen.
Sima Ming was very sorry in his heart, Jia Tianlong's estimation of Yang Chen was too high, this was simply a young and ambitious genius, not a real martial arts master, and he actually fell into the trap headlong.
It's really self-defeating!
"How can such a person be compared to an overlord like a gang leader?" Sima Ming sneered.
Jia Tianlong is very cautious about Yang Chen, thinking that Yang Chen has the potential to lead the Seven Xuanmen to glory in the future!
If you can't surrender, you must kill immediately!
At this moment, Sima Ming was very unimpressed.
"Didn't Jia Tianlong come?" Yang Chen suddenly said:
"No wonder, if he came and saw the scene of my previous killing, I am afraid that he would kneel down on the spot and beg me to spare his life, how could he let you provoke me again and again."
"Yang Chen, what do you mean by this?"
Sima Ming's face changed.
In his heart, Jia Tianlong is an absolute overlord and an invincible supreme existence.
Yang Chen dared to bully Jia Tianlong in person, he had already made the decision to order the sharpshooter to shoot Yang Chen on the spot!
"I mean, you don't understand the real world, and you don't know what real cultivation is."
Yang Chen looked directly at Sima Ming and said word by word:
"If Jia Tianlong was here, he would immediately kneel down and beg for mercy now, begging for my forgiveness and sparing the lives of the Wild Wolf Gang.
"If you were him, how dare you offend me!"
Yang Chen is now the first person in martial arts, a truly invincible figure in the world, and a real immortal cultivator!
As long as Jia Tianlong is there, it can be seen at a glance that his previous swordsmanship is not a mortal swordsman-
It's the sword of the fairy family!
These things are indeed a killer for a martial arts master, but how can they be helpless to get him?
At that time, Han Li, who had cultivated the sixth layer of qi and had never been proficient in magic, could kill everyone in the Wild Wolf Gang in one go.
And at this moment, he is even more above Han Li!
It's a pity that Sima Ming is not Jia Tianlong, he is too far away from the immortal cultivation realm, just a dog-headed military master.
"No wonder the Wolves haven't had a climate for so many years." Yang Chen shook his head and smiled.
"Yang Chen, you are dying, and you dare to be so presumptuous!"
Sima Ming couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, he was a pity, otherwise Yang Chen would have died with thousands of arrows piercing his heart!
Unexpectedly, Yang Chen also intensified his efforts!
"Strategist, let's meet him."
The five True Qi masters stepped forward, their eyes were cold, and the killing intent steadily enveloped Yang Chen!
Although they know that they are not Yang Chen's opponents, they have a continuous crossbow to suppress the formation, and they are confident that they can compete with Yang Chen!
"Ant-like."
Yang Chen didn't bother to say more, his body moved, he pulled up the remnant of the Dao, the bronze ancient sword in his hand flashed, and the sword light of the match pierced the sky, tore the void, and cut it off.