Chapter 112: The Death of a Traitor (Part II)
"Yang Chen, you are going to die!" Chu Hengtian shouted and directly launched the formation. Suddenly, a wall of spiritual power composed of earth spiritual power pushed towards Yang Chen overwhelmingly.
"Carving insect technique!" Yang Chen snorted coldly, not caring about the influence of the formation at all, he held the Immortal Slashing Knife, his eyes were staring at Chu Heng's figure, and he walked straight towards Chu Heng.
The spiritual power wall that Chu Heng relied on to defeat the formation of the four Law Enforcement Hall disciples was in front of Yang Chen, but it seemed as if it didn't exist at all. Just under Chu Heng's incredulous gaze, the wall of spiritual power split in two in front of Yang Chen's body, making way for a gap and letting Yang Chen go just right.
How is it possible? Looking at this scene, Chu Heng almost burst his eyeballs. In addition to fighting the four Law Enforcement Hall disciples, Chu Heng also fought with several Taitianmen disciples here, and tried all kinds of things, how could such a situation happen?
Yang Chen was already a few steps away from him, Chu Heng didn't believe in evil, and immediately changed his feet, changed the magic trick in his hand, and in an instant, Yang Chen's feet began to release arrows of spiritual power. As Chu Heng's hand pointed at Yang Chen, he said, "Hundreds of earth-attribute spiritual power arrows are flying towards Yang Chen."
It's just that what shocked Chu Heng again was that these hundreds of spiritual power arrows had just flown to Yang Chen's side, and the knife in Yang Chen's hand only flashed wildly a few times, and these spiritual power arrows seemed to have been cut off one after another and fell to the ground. Ever since Chu Heng learned about this formation, nothing like this had ever happened.
Although the formation could no longer hurt Yang Chen, Chu Heng did not have a trace of nervousness, this formation still had a wonderful point, that is, standing in the place of the eye of the formation, it would provide Chu Heng with a steady stream of spiritual support.
Although it was necessary to convert the spiritual power of the earth attribute into the water attribute, such a large barren sand valley, even if half of the conversion was lost, it would be enough for Chu Heng to use it for thousands of years without the spiritual power withering scorpion.
"If it weren't for the mercy of my subordinates a few years ago, you would still be allowed to live until now?" Chu Heng roared at the same time, "There is also a trace of regret, I knew that I would have killed Yang Chen directly in Yixiu Villa, where would there be the current trouble?" It's just that it's too late to say anything now, Chu Heng can only hope that Yang Chen's cultivation is average, and relying on his own strength to build the peak of the foundation, he can kill Yang Chen: "Let me see what kind of growth you have made who can refine the pill for Elder Wu Ya?"
With Chu Heng's words, a water-blue flying sword shot up into the sky and instantly rushed in front of Yang Chen. Yang Chen's eyes were fixed on Chu Heng, and he didn't look anywhere else, but the Immortal Slashing Knife had already been held in both hands, raised it high, and slashed to the side.
Ding, with a crisp sound, Chu Heng's flying sword was directly slashed by Yang Chen. At the same time as the swords struck, Chu Heng suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, "There seems to be a trace of pain." Frightened, he hurriedly recalled the flying sword. As soon as the flying sword was in his hands, Chu Heng immediately discovered that there was a small gap in his once indestructible flying sword.
The flying sword was actually broken by Yang Chen's sword, and while Chu Heng was distressed, he couldn't help but be frightened. Pure Yang Palace was willing to give Yang Chen such a foundation building stage disciple with such a high-grade flying sword?
With just a few strokes, Yang Chen had already walked not far in front of Chu Heng, and smiled coldly at Chu Heng: "I said how powerful you are, but it turned out that you won the four senior brothers of the Law Enforcement Hall by relying on the formation, no wonder! Look at the knife!" The Immortal Slashing Knife in his hand was raised high and slashed towards Chu Heng not far away.
When there was a loud bang this time, it was Chu Heng who sacrificed his flying sword again and blocked Yang Chen's sword. It's just that the block is blocked, and the natal flying sword that has been cultivated for a long time with Chu Heng's mind was actually directly broken into two under Yang Chen's sword.
"Ahh The Natal Flying Sword was destroyed, and Chu Heng felt a severe pain in his mind, and he almost couldn't stand. He would never have thought that Yang Chen's sword would be so ruthless that it could cut off his natal flying sword with one slash.
Despair enveloped Chu Heng's whole body, and he couldn't have imagined that in front of Yang Chen, he couldn't even catch a knife with all his strength to resist. But Chu Heng definitely didn't want to be restrained, so he decisively mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body and threw a punch at Yang Chen.
"Let your heart be convinced!" Yang Chen slashed the immortal knife and handed it into his left hand, and his right hand also punched out, hitting Chu Heng's fist.
Yang Chen gave up his advantage and actually fought against himself. Chu Heng sneered in his heart, and the spiritual power of the formation was superimposed with his own spiritual power, and he rushed towards Yang Chen.
Bang, the fists of the two collided together, and the sinister smile on Chu Heng's face had not yet dispersed, and a huge and incomparable spiritual power rushed directly into Chu Heng's fist. The spiritual power that made Chu Heng proud, in front of Yang Chen's spiritual power, was as fragile as paper paste, and with just one punch, Chu Heng's spiritual power was rushed to pieces.
Yang Chen stood in place and didn't move, but Chu Heng's whole person was blasted out more than ten zhang away by a punch, and the fist that shot was directly shattered into a mess of slag. And that powerful force was still running along Chu Heng's arm to his shoulder, and his arm also made a gurgling sound, and the severe pain told Chu Heng that his arm was useless.
Chu Heng couldn't believe what had happened to him, Yang Chen was obviously only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, how could he blast himself like this with one punch? However, the intense pain in his fist was soberly reminding him that all this was not a dream, but a reality. A person who was at the peak of foundation building was beaten half-crippled by Yang Chen, a kid in the early stage of foundation building.
What frightened Chu Heng even more was that he suddenly realized that he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist in front of this rising star junior disciple. Seeing that Yang Chen was already standing in front of him and waved the Immortal Slashing Knife again, Chu Heng suddenly shouted: "You can't kill me, this is the place of Taitianmen, if you kill me, Taitianmen will definitely break you into pieces!"
"Do you think that at this time, the people of Taitianmen will still take care of you?" Yang Chen showed a disdainful smile on his face, and looked at Chu Heng who was lying on the ground and couldn't move.
"Who betrayed me?" Chu Heng knew that he was not lucky, and finally struggled to ask another question: "Let me die and understand!"
"No one betrayed you!" Yang Chen's right hand had already waved the Ghost Head Knife, but two Qiankun bags with the Taitianmen mark appeared on his left hand: "They are just one step ahead of you!" Chu Heng, go on the road with peace of mind!"
Suddenly, seeing the Qiankun bags of the two Jindan Grandmasters he had seen, Chu Heng was shocked again in his heart, but Yang Chen didn't give him time anymore. The arm was swung high and slashed down.
Chu Heng only felt that he had suddenly flown high, but this world was getting farther and farther away from him, getting darker and darker.