Chapter 1,213 Traces 2

brush……

The invisible blade flashed away, and Yang Chen was stunned. At the moment when the sword was swung out, Yang Chen could already feel something strange.

This long sword seems to repel this power.

What's the situation?

But what Yang Chen didn't expect was that the power seemed to be unhappy with the Changjian.

boom……

This force was forced into the long sword. When the long sword was beaten, it seemed that the sword energy was released without temper.

bite……

An unusually low voice made the golden elixirs stunned.

brush……

A sword light directly passed through the body of the tunnel instrument and flew out. With a click, it cut into tofu and penetrated the earth with a wound as thin as a cicada's wing. Feng Wenhao was moved for the first time.

Snap...

The Taoist weapon became two halves, and it flew to both sides with a bang, hitting the stone wall with a roar.

Boom...

The huge force directly lifted the earth hundreds of feet wide. The main mansion of the Feng family instantly seemed to have caused an extremely huge earthquake and picked it up high.

Smoke and dust soared into the sky, and the breath spread throughout Fenghua City!

...

What happened?"

"Feng Family, what is that?"

"What a strong fluctuation!"

Looking at the dust and smoke soaring into the sky and sensing the vibration of the earth, the monks around were shocked.

...

Boom boom boom boom...

The Feng family compound became a ruin, and many people ran out in panic. Among the ruins, there were no more cultivators who were annihilated because they came together too suddenly and could not react at all.

At this time, a figure shot out from the ruins, holding an almost transparent body of soul in his hand.

The soul was still struggling in pain, but the next moment, Yang Chen slapped his palm and opened his mouth wide. He swallowed it in a mouthful of fear in everyone's horror eyes, and chewed it a few times inquisitively. The terrifying scream disappeared into his mouth.

Um?

Yang Chen screamed a few times in pain, his face twitched, and his soul's emotions were affecting him because he was digesting this person's memory.

"Come on, kill him!"

Although they didn't understand what Yang Chen was going to do, they had no choice but to kill Yang Chen.

Whoosh...

Two Jindan monks flashed and appeared beside Yang Chen, attacking him from front to back.

In the slight pain, Yang Chen sensed someone approaching and shouted;

"roll……"

Unconsciously, the long sword spiraled around him, and a circle of extremely sharp sword intent was directly stimulated.

"ah?"

Sensing the ferocity of the sword energy, the two were shocked and did not bother to kill Yang Chen, but instead used weapons and shot them backwards at the same time.

Kakka...

Two high-level magic weapons were instantly cut off into two pieces, and they were backfired and vomited blood and flew out.

brush……

Yang Chen suddenly opened his eyes and his pupils twitched.

"So that's it, hahahahahahahaha, okay, okay...it's fine...it's fine..."

Whoosh...

A slight shock and a figure appeared without warning. This person was Feng Wenhao.

At this moment, his face was no longer calm, and he was replaced by anger.

"die……"

He slapped Yang Chen with a palm, and Yang Chen snorted coldly and raised his palm up.

Bang...

A powerful shock wave swept out, destroying all buildings within a radius of ten miles.

Yang Chen suddenly looked up, waiting for Feng Wenhao, and said with a grim smile;

"Say, the studio is there, you should know something, right?"

"ah……?"

Feng Wenhao was shocked when he heard Yang Chen's question. With his strength, he also went far with the help of Yang Chen's rebounding force, and then he looked at Yang Chen in horror.

"You...why are you..."

"Oh, I just looked at his memory, there was a shadow inside..."

"Shut up……"

When Feng Wenhao saw Yang Chen, he was about to say it. He was shocked and yelled at Yang Chen.

Others also appeared one after another to kill Yang Chen.

He couldn't let Yang Chen say that name. If he said that name, it means that they were exposed. However, whether Yang Chen could be killed or not, his Feng family would be silenced by the people in the studio in order to ensure the secret.

oh?

Seeing Feng Wenhao's reaction, Yang Chen frowned, not understanding what this means, but while dodging and attacking, he was preparing to test it again.

when……

The sword crossed and blocked the weapon that was coming, and at this time Feng Wenhao roared;

"The waves are surging!"

Boom...

In the air, huge waves rolled in a thousand feet, rolling in, with a huge momentum, which shocked the monks in Fenghua City.

"Hmph, it's a good time! The flames burn the sea!"

Puff...

With a palm, a thousand feet of fire burned the earth. The ruins of the Feng family instantly ignited a raging fire. No one dared to save the Jindan monks. They could not get close to the battle of the Jindan monks.

"Oh……"

Just as the fire and the waves were evenly matched, a Jindan monk roared, jumped up, and raised his sword high.

"Thunder Sword!"

Crack...

It was a thunderous bolt from the blue, a ray of lightning that was hundreds of feet tall shot into the waves, heading towards Yang Chen like a thousand troops.

"not good……"

The fusion of the two powers made Yang Chen feel threatened. You should know that these two cultivators are both late-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill. Although their cultivation is not the highest among the Golden Pills, this power has already threatened himself.

Snap...

A crack appeared in the wall of fire. At this time, a monk who had just cut off his weapon also appeared behind Yang Chen. He pushed his palms and made dense light and shadows, just like countless hidden weapons shooting at Yang Chen.

"Fuck...he..."

With a loud roar, Yang Chen suddenly punched out with a punch. The power of lightning and the waves intertwined, Yang Chen jumped and killed the monk behind him.

"careful!"

Feng Wenhao was shocked and knew Yang Chen’s plan, so he reminded him that the monk was stunned and was ready to shoot back, but the next moment, Yang Chen roared.

"Fire Palm!"

Bang...

The attack made by the monk was like paper in Yang Chen's crazy palm, and Yang Chen came very quickly, and he didn't have time to make a second move.

The power between him and Yang Chen is too different. He is a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, but he feels that he is a few levels away from Yang Chen.

"No……"
To be continued...