Chapter 489: Killing in the Dojo 25

They all looked at Yang Chen with shock. Yang Chen still walked over slowly, but the sword in his hand had disappeared.

The injured monk was shocked at this time, and he was completely hit by a move without realizing it. He felt that there was a power above the sword that was devouring his life.

"Who is Yang Yan? Tell me, otherwise..."

This time, Yang Chen said to the monk who was injured by him and no longer visited Kong Lan and the others.

He was ignored again, although shocked, Kong Lan didn't care about so much at this time.

"kill!"

With a slender hand facing Yang Chen for a while, a white light flashed. In the sound of a thunderous sound, the soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings took Yang Chen's throat.

"Can't you pay it back? If he really has something to do with Yang Yan, if he is alive, you will have no way to die."

"this?"

The other people hesitated for a moment and still killed them. When the monk who was penetrated by Yang Chen was about to speak, others killed them.

"Since you are seeking death, let's do it!"

He was very anxious and angry, so he didn't realize that his breath had slowly changed and became even colder, his eyes were slightly red, and his bloodthirsty emotions were spreading.

The green light on the long sword was sucking and spitting, as if it would disappear at any time, but no one noticed that a strange and almost transparent thing was also waiting for an opportunity to move in the green light on the long sword.

"superior!"

At this time, several people rushed up, and various magic spells emerged one after another.

"Since you have murderous intentions towards me, I will not keep you!"

Now the cultivators who were killing Yang Chen, plus the few who came from behind, had already reached eight people, and Yang Chen sneered.

"Sword Shadow!"

Eight long swords were suspended beside Yang Chen. This was not a sword-controlling technique, but a basic sword technique in Xiaoyao's sword technique. This was not the first time Yang Chen used it.

However, the sword shadow at this time was very different from the sword shadows used in Bijiang City. Improvement of cultivation is one aspect, proficiency in the sword technique is one aspect, and more importantly, a new power emerged among these sword shadows at this time.

"kill!"

Brush brush...

Seeing that there was a sword shadow killing him, one of the monks shouted with confidence;

"Hmph, just illusion..."

puff……

Jianying had already arrived, but the tragic thing was that he did not react. His dantian was broken, and Jianying didn't seem to intend to let him go. He turned around behind him and killed him again.

His scream attracted the attention of others, but at this time the eight sword shadows were entangled with others and they could not rescue them.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

The sound of weapons was endless, and the monk was shouting and used his personal skills to deal with the sword shadow.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

"It's so weird!"

Just when they were confused, Yang Chen had completely lost his trace. A monk found out that Yang Chen was missing and was shocked because he had already felt that a spiritual sense had locked him unbreakably.

"Oops!"

"Demon-subduing Seal!"

With a light roar, an almost transparent palm print carried a cold breath and slapped his vest.

Bang

"Woo...puff..."

"die!"

Bang

A figure flashed, and Yang Chen had inexplicably appeared in front of the monk who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, who had not yet woken up, and stamped his chest with one foot.

With a click, his chest was sunken, and the scream that was about to come out also stopped abruptly. Blood flowed out from his throat, and vitality disappeared little by little. In his eyes, Yang Chen's smile at this moment was so cold, comparable to the god of killing.

"Hehehehe..."

Yang Chen's laughter was cold and emotional, and his bloodthirsty eyes were like a blood-stricken purgatory hidden deep. The monk's last feeling that his soul was swallowed by Yang Chen's gaze and he was lost in this purgatory.

"No……"

The qi of fear is gone.

"Chenghai, be careful 1"

"What?"

After seeing Yang Chen killing one person, a monk appeared like a ghost, floating behind a monk who was dealing with the sword shadow. In desperation, he shouted, but the monk suddenly felt beautiful and reacted.

But they are all people who survived the killing scene, and they are somewhat skilled in the Tao, and they immediately know what's going on.

"Spiritual armor!"

The spiritual energy turned into a barrier to protect the body, protecting every key point in the body in all directions, but the spiritual armor had just formed. With a click, the chest cooled down, and a bloody claw grabbed a heart that was still beating with heat. Then, a big hole appeared in the chest. A pair of cold eyes stared at him, and the sound of interference opened;

"Tell me the news about Yang Yan, you still have a chance to survive."

The monk looked at Yang Chen in horror, with a look of dementia and muttering to himself, already in a state of madness.

"Impossible...Impossible...I am a genius of Chenghai,...how..."

The empty eyes had lost their pursuit of life. He could not accept such a blow. Even if he could survive such a serious injury, there would be no hope of a higher level.

"waste!"

With the palm of his hand, the heart in his palm instantly disappeared, and his left palm slapped the monk's head.

A force penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, looking for memories, but Yang Chen was not sure about the force and directly shattered his sea of ​​consciousness.

"He's too strong!"
Chapter completed!