Chapter 1,200 Qingxin Sect 14

The monk, who could no longer speak, had his pupils trembled and his face was full of horror. He said that the Yang family had finished that person.

"I said, don't threaten my family!"

Puchi, the corpse separated, and a blood-red flame ignited at the wound, leaving nothing left.

"how……"

“Too…too strong…”

"What is that...fire..."

"What... sword technique..."

Everyone was frightened. Bai Yunfan looked at all this and felt as if he was ashamed. Yang Chen just held him indifferently, and he was so scared that he sat on the ground.

Similarly, Mu Jinhua and Mu Qing looked disbelief. This was a Jindan monk, not a crooked jujube, so why did he die in an instant? What Mu Jinhua was more concerned about was why Yang Chen was so cruel, no different from a demon cultivator. She was frightened, and he thought to himself that taking Yang Chen's disciple was the most wrong decision in his life.

"Yang Chen, come with your life..."

With an angry roar, a green rainbow galloped over, and it looked like a spiritual beast, majestic!

Before the spirit beast arrived, a blue light shot towards Yang Chen first.

"I want to ask why you killed my Qingxin Sect's people! Tort Chen Xin!"

Taoism asked his heart, but this time, Yang Chen's face was very serious because the aura of this monk was too thick. He suddenly opened and Yang Chen felt that the world had dimmed.

All the people present were also amazed that the skills this person used were the same as those of the cultivators before, but they were very different.

This questioning Chen's heart is so powerful, as if he is in purgatory, with ghosts crying and wolves howling, and iron chains rolling, just like countless wronged souls. In the inner questioning, every wronged soul is locked in the heart veins by a shackle, without any power to resist.

Yang Chen suddenly felt that he was already in hell, and a female cultivator with fluttering clothes and mastering life and death was looking down at him like a giant looking at an ant.

"You are so sinful that you won't surrender!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen suddenly smiled;

"If you put on a green onion in your nose, you will pretend to be an elephant. If the King of Hell wants to look like you, how can you see people? Get out..."

With a light roar, Yang Chen immediately turned into a ball of red flames, disintegrating the illusion of hell from the center.

The iron chains coming from the void disappeared one after another.

Only then did everyone see clearly that a female cultivator who seemed to be in the world and seemed to be indifferent to the world, with a sound of blue clothes and floating long appeared outside the big pit.

Looking at the tragic situation in the pit, she was furious.

"You deserve to die!"

Puff...

The spirit beast flapped its wings and landed beside her, and its powerful aura had already made people retreat far away.

Brush brush...

Several golden elixir monks approached, and Bai Yunfan, who was in a state of despair, shouted loudly;

"Don't worry about Yang Chen for now, take them down first!"

Um?

There was a monk who responded quickly and was very decisive. He flashed and appeared in front of Mu Jinhua and said with a grim smile;

"Don't blame me, if your cultivation is useless, you will still have to die!"

Push, Mu Jinhua's heart tightened. It turned out that she had no intention of letting us go from the beginning. When did the Qingxin Sect I knew become like this, or did it always be like this?

He didn't know that the only thing he could do now was to pull Mu Qing behind him, but at this moment Mu Qing roared;

"Come on..."

He was already rushing in front of his grandma, and at this moment, he was not afraid at all.

"Looking for death, let's die together!"

With one palm, both of them will surely die. Even if he only used 50% of his strength, it would be enough to kill Mu Qing and the others.

No one can stop this.

Bang...

The shock wave spread, and the monk smiled with a cracked teeth and hit him, and he knew;

"Woo...puff..."

A painful sensation, a blood mixed with internal organs.

Mu Jinhua and Mu Qing were stunned, and the blood sprayed directly on their faces;

"Chen...Chen...Brother..."

Um?

At this moment, the monk frowned and realized that his palm hit Yang Chen's back.

Cough cough cough...puff...

The long sword supported his body and smiled brightly at Mu Qing and Mu Jinhua;

"It's okay, master, and you, it's not time for you to show off now..."

After forcibly saying a sentence, he sprayed blood again;

"Chen'er..."

"Brother Chen..."

But Yang Chen slowly stood up straight, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, turned around, his eyes passed by the Jindan monk, and looked at Bai Yunfan not far away, his voice was so calm that it was scary;

"I said, even if the gods come today, you won't be able to do it. Do you believe it?"

The Jindan monk saw that Yang Chen despised himself like this and looked down on him as if nothing had happened.

"You are right, can the gods save you...well?"

But before he finished speaking, he found that a fist had already rushed towards his forehead. He didn't understand why, his hands crossed in front of him, supporting his energy.

Boom...

Wow...

The moment he supported the Qi, the fist fell on the Qi, but the Qi was like a paper, instantly shattered, and the fist with an extremely huge force hit his arm. But what was even more terrifying was that part of the power on the fist was directly applied to the head, and in a moment, the head disappeared.

Looking at the tragic situation of the figure flying backwards, everyone took a breath. Is this Yang Chen a monster?

"Save...save...save me..."

The panicked Bai Yunfan almost pissed his pants. Seeing that the Jindan looked like this, his face was not good-looking, but he had to take action. At this moment, Yang Chen split his teeth and smiled;

"I said, even the gods can't save him!"

Um?

At this moment, several golden lights suddenly flashed from Bai Yunfan's body, and his body stiffened, and the fear in his eyes had not even dissipated. The next moment, the light flew into Yang Chen's hands.

But Bai Yunfan didn't have any abnormalities. He turned his eyes and seemed to want to suffer something, but the next moment.

Puff puff puff puff...

Baiyunfan suddenly split into dozens of pieces from the middle, and the picture was too bloody.

While everyone was shocked, Yang Chen was stunned and stared at the monk whose head had fallen and was crying in pain and slowly said;

"I said that anyone can deal with me, but it will cost me to deal with my family."

Seeing that the surrounded monk was so domineering, many monks also felt excited.

"Next, I want to kill him. You have to object and you can take action!"

The monk who lost half of his head was frightened when he heard this. At this moment, he was so severely injured that he could barely save his life and had no ability to protect himself.

"Arrogant, so cruel and vicious, what kind of evil heretic are you?"

Hearing the monk yelling like this, Yang Chen laughed to the sky.
Chapter completed!