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Unable to Distinguish Between Real and Fake
Luo Qianqiu continued, sensing Yang Chen’s impending rage “I say this because the person who told me about you and your practice method is very mysterious. He or she left a letter on my desk one of the nights when I wasn’t even aware of anyone entering. From this vantage point, this person is not easily provoked, so I won’t speculate too much. And what you said about pursuing and killing your master, I don’t even know who your master is, let alone that such a thing exists! As a result, I have no comments! You can tell for yourself, believe it or not.”
No matter how Yang Chen heard it, he felt that this was nonsense, but looking at Luo Qianqiu, It didn’t seem to be fake either.
Luo Qianqiu had done some confusing things more than once, and Yang Chen was not sure whether he was playing tricks again.
Seeing that Yang Chen was lost in thought, everyone seemed to have no intention of continuing to kill, and they all found a chance to breathe.
Liu Shiyuan and Yan Xiuming looked at each other and understood each other. They quickly evacuated with a group of cultivators from Hongmeng.
Yang Chen didn’t go after them. At this point, he could kill him at any time, but the lives of these people had little effect on him.
Killing more, killing less, there was no essential difference.
The Yan family brothers and sisters were relieved as well; the murderer appeared to have truly let them go, and Yan Feiyun hurriedly drew Yan Wuchen away.
Yan Wuchen, on the other hand, pushed the children away, took a deep breath, and said to Yang Chen, “Today’s humiliation is the worst humiliation I’ve ever experienced! You harmed me and took away my magical weapon. Originally, I would rather die in battle than compromise, and I refuse to do so. But I, Yan Wuchen, cannot die for the sake of my Yan family’s descendants… I, Yan Wuchen, owe you my life from now on, and my Yan faction of Hongmeng will never be your enemy as long as I am in charge of the family.”
Yang Chen looked up at him, and laughed, “Okay, old man, just leave when I am letting you go and I don’t need you to treat this as a favor. As I said earlier, I see it all for Grandmother Yan’s sake. For you people, it’s just a question of whether I want to kill or not, so don’t pretend that you are of any use to me. Be my enemy… Hmph, haha… How worthy do you think you are?”
Yan Wuchen’s expression changed, and he was about to get angry again, but he was still forcibly held by Yan Feiyun, and the sister advised him not to provoke Yang Chen again, for fear that this lunatic would retort.
In the end, the very embarrassed Yan Wuchen had to grit his teeth and leave.
Yan Sanniang looked at Yang Chen and Luo Qianqiu who were the only ones left in the audience, but she was not worried about Yang Chen’s safety, but sighed faintly and said, “Young Master Yang, Sanniang doesn’t need to worry about you anymore looking at what you’ve achieved. Do take care of yourselves, Sanniang once again thank Young Master Yang for your kindness.”
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, “Grandmother Yan, if you are willing, you can go to Beijing to see the old man occasionally. Don’t worry, whoever stops you, I’ll kill them.”
Yan Sanniang looked at Yang Chen with relief, as if she was looking at her younger generation enjoying the joy of becoming famous, she pursed her lips, smiled and nodded, and left floating.
At this time, only Luo Qianqiu was left to confront Yang Chen calmly. It’s not that he didn’t want to leave, it’s just that he knew Yang Chen would let anyone else leave but him.
After Yang Chen looked at Luo Qianqiu, his expression immediately turned cold, “To be honest, I don’t know if what you said is true or not. Because of this, I think you are very dangerous. If you have nothing else to say, then I must kill you…”
“I already know you’re going to do it, so come on, even if your chances of winning are slim, I’m not going to die!”
That being said, the Internal Demon Divine Soldier in front of Luo Qianqiu suddenly flashed human-shaped lightning that is a dark red that rushed toward Yang Chen.
Yang Chen was already prepared, he summoned the Chaos Cauldron and smashed it head-on, trying to eat this demon soldier full of True Yuan.
How could that Internal Demon Divine Soldier still be the opponent of the chaotic soul today, he was swallowed directly by the bloody mouth!
When Luo Qianqiu first entered the mouth of Chaos, the Internal Demon Divine Soldier exploded!
Yang Chen secretly screamed in his heart, he was overcast, this guy didn’t attack with a magic weapon, but directly gave up this Internal Demon Divine Soldier and threw it like a bomb!
This Internal Demon Divine Soldier could be reunited as long as there was time, though it would cost a lot of True Yuan, which Luo Qianqiu didn’t mind.
It contained a lot of Luo Qianqiu’s concentrated True Yuan, and the power of its explosion could be imagined. It stretched the chaotic soul nearly a hundred times in an instant, like an atomic bomb detonated in the chaotic body. The chaotic soul was torn apart!
A loud explosion shook the sky.
Although the chaotic spirit was immortal, it was heavily bombed. It became the power of chaos in countless turbulent currents after being torn apart, and it swayed in the sky like wolves howling.
For a time, the sky was gray, and the suffocating air was soaring!
Fortunately, Yang Chen was able to resist even the heavenly lightning. The impact of this explosion was not enough to be afraid of, but it was just a little dull.
At this time, Luo Qianqiu turned into a streamer and rushed out.
But how could Yang Chen let Luo Qianqiu escape so easily, with a sweep of his divine sense, he locked Luo Qianqiu’s escape route early, and after receiving the Chaos Cauldron in an instant, he chased in the northeast direction!
The direction of Luo Qianqiu’s escape was naturally the Luo family. He was thinking of calling all the cultivators and masters of the family and planning to fight to the death.
Although Yang Chen was faster, Luo Qianqiu had already left the range of thunderclouds. Without enough time to condense a lot of the power of heaven and earth into thunderclouds, Yang Chen couldn’t arbitrarily summon heavenly lightning to fall from the sky.
This was also the glimmer of hope that Luo Qianqiu found just now. As long as he could run out of the coverage of the thundercloud, Yang Chen could only cast the heavenly lightning by himself, and the difficulty and power of evasion would be reduced.
However, he couldn’t completely avoid it because the speed of heavenly lightning was too fast; if he waited for the heavenly lightning to shoot, he wouldn’t be able to dodge.
For this reason, Luo Qianqiu did not hide the fact that he was also proficient in Northern Dark Ice Soul. The tricks that he had never used against Yang Chen before were released one by one.
In the area where Luo Qianqiu passed, the mysterious ice walls condensed by the Northern Dark Ice Soul were like protective doors that appeared out of thin air, disturbing Yang Chen’s sight, but also exerting resistance on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen’s gaze shifted to Luo Qianqiu’s figure in front of him, and countless ice walls were refracting the sunlight and obstructing his vision, forcing him to hold back his fire!
He simply didn’t do it, Yang Chen didn’t bother to outsmart it, and after condensing the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning with both hands, the purple-blue lightning was like a photoelectric javelin, and it was continuously projected!
The Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning, after all, was not a tracking missile. It easily shattered those ice walls after crossing the sky straight, but it passed by the edge of Luo Qianqiu’s body in the slightest.
Even if Luo Qianqiu had excellent psychological qualities, he was still frightened by the thunder that passed through his chest and abdomen from time to time, his face was blue, and his head was sweating.
Fortunately, the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning that Yang Chen had condensed was not so sturdy, otherwise, it might have been scratched already.
The pursuing game of the two lasted for barely ten seconds, but the sky was already densely filled with broken ice fragments, and the purple-blue heavenly lightning shuttled like a meteor, severing the void.
Suddenly, dozens of cultivators flew from the northeast, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the position where Luo Qianqiu was in front.
Luo Qianqiu became enraged after discovering something and yelled angrily, “What are you doing here!?”
The person he reprimanded was none other than Luo Xiaoxiao who came with a group of Luo family cultivators.
Yang Chen originally wanted to take advantage of the momentum to strike a bolt of heavenly lightning, but when he saw Luo Xiaoxiao was there, he couldn’t help but frown.
This girl made it a little difficult for him, no matter from what point of view, it seemed that only he and Xiao Zhiqing owed Luo Xiaoxiao, but Luo Xiaoxiao had rescued Xiao Zhiqing, and she had been wronged a few times by himself, kicking and beating in vain.
In the face of such a person, Yang Chen couldn’t do anything. The Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning was too powerful and if it killed her by mistake, he would feel uneasy for the rest of his life.
Luo Xiaoxiao dressed in pink and cried and said while ignoring her father’s lectures, “Dad! You run away, your daughter will stop the bad guy!”
Luo Xiaoxiao stepped in front of him and shouted in a coquettish voice, “Big villain! Come and kill me if you have the ability! It’s not enough for you to bully me, but you also want to kill my father?! Don’t you feel guilty!?”
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