Chapter 1628: Escape with the flow

"The Master Ge is so sure to kill me."

The mysterious power around Yang Chen quickly dispersed, encircling him, and the oncoming attack hit the barrier around him, but did not move forward any further.

"You will definitely give your life here today."

As if he noticed the changes around Yang Chen, the Qige Lao was also a little confused, but when he was avoiding his moves, the pupils in his eyes could not help but shrink suddenly.

"At such an age, you are already so powerful. You are really scary. If we meet you somewhere else, maybe I will accept you as your disciple, but it is impossible now."

The fierce and fierce moves did not leave any affection. Yang Chen looked at everything he was about to encounter, but his expression was not at all panic. He raised his right hand very calmly and pursed the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it possible that it's not your final word?"

In negligence, Yang Chen disappeared in front of the Qige Lao's eyes, empty of no other movement from the forest, only the sound of the wind in his ears.

"Is that what your strength is?"

The sounds gathered from all directions to his ears made the Qige Lao, who was originally confident, feel a sharp anxiety in his heart.

According to the sound, he had no way to judge where Yang Chen was now. He could only pose in his hand and be alert to the surroundings at all times. His steps changed at any time with the movements around him.

Suddenly, a blue mysterious vortex formed in the sky directly behind the Qi Pavilion Master, hiding in the night, gradually approaching Qi Pavilion Master.

Just as the vortex was jumping sharply towards the Seventh Pavilion Master, the Seventh Pavilion Master quickly turned his body in that direction, and the attack that had been prepared had hit directly at the Seventh Pavilion without any hesitation.

For a moment, the blue vortex cracked open, like explosives bombing, and Yang Chen, who had just disappeared, flew out of the vortex at the same time.

Seeing him flying into the air, his expression was particularly painful and pale, it can be seen that he was seriously injured.

"It seems that you only have these secret skills."

Yang Chen's body had already hit the ground hard, and he walked towards him with his steps. His arrogant and arrogant gaze enveloped Yang Chen's entire body.

"puff……"

Yang Chen looked up hard and watched the Qige Lao who was getting closer and closer to him, and tried his best to support his body and slowly moved towards a safer place behind him.

Unexpectedly, a mouthful of blood was spit out like that, and it fell on the dead grass on the ground, and a bloody smell came out.

"Ha...I didn't plan to fight you..."

Because of the injuries on his body, Yang Chen's words were a little breathless, but the brightness in his eyes flashed by, and his dodging eyes drifted through the empty woods. After the words, they teleported out.

Master Qige was confused when he heard Yang Chen's words, but before he could come back to his senses, Yang Chen, who was originally standing in front of him, was gone, and his eyes could not find him at all.

"Yang Chen, you can run away, monks can't run away, and I didn't solve you today. I will definitely let you die without a burial place!"

The old master of the seven-geography carefully observed the surrounding situation and shouted loudly at the forest where there was no movement. The resting group of birds were frightened by the movement. They scattered on the branches, and the sound of birds fluttering everywhere.

The seventh Pavilion Master who had been silent for a long time could not feel the abnormal movements around him. The tense movement suddenly loosened and headed towards the Foreign Affairs Pavilion tent.

After about a quarter of an hour after the Qige Lao left, Yang Chen, who was holding his chest with his hands, walked out of the shadow in the woods on one side, and his back as he left was dark and unclear.

Yuewang Mansion, Anlan Villa.

At midnight, the entire Yue Palace was empty, with no figure everywhere, and the bright moon was in the sky, and a black shadow ran wildly from outside the courtyard wall of the Yue Palace toward Anlan Villa.

Jing Yan, who was responsible for guarding the entire territory of the royal palace, was resting with his eyes closed on the roof. Suddenly he noticed the movement in the Prince Yue Palace and rushed towards the other side, but found that the person who broke in was Anlan Villa.

He didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly lit his toes and headed towards Anlan Villa. In a blink of an eye, he had reached Anlan Villa. He looked around and found that only the lights in Yang Chen's room were on.

He accelerated his pace and headed towards the door. The next second he didn't have time to inform the people inside the house, so he pushed the door and walked in.

When he saw Yang Chen, covered in blood, was sitting on the chair next to the table. His right hand gently stroked his chest. Seeing that he was seriously injured, he hurriedly walked in front of him.

"Where are you going? How did you become what you are now?"

The anxiety in his words was fully exposed. After these days, Jing Yan had long regarded Yang Chen as his friend.

In his cognition, Yang Chen's cultivation has always been unfathomable, so why did he suddenly suffer such severe injuries?

"No problem, just a little injury. I'll just adjust my breath for a little."

Yang Chen didn't expect Jing Yan to suddenly break in, but when he met his anxious and full eyes, he really didn't know what to say to refuse, so he could only change his words in his throat.

"Do I need to go to the pharmacy to get you something?"

The bloodstains on his body looked a little shocking. Although he was a little worried, he could not help but stabilized his restlessness by listening to Yang Chen's words.

"Need not."

Yang Chen slowly let go of his right hand, sat on the chair with both hands and slowly regulating his breathing. It was the mysterious power that made him look a special color.

Jing Yan, who was staying aside, did not speak anymore but just watched Yang Chen adjust his breath quietly, and did not dare to breathe.

Suddenly, Jing Yan in the room heard something, and his defenses were instantly set up, his eyes tightly locking the window on one side of the room.

The sword in his hand was slightly out of his body, as if the person who came in through the window would be shattered by him in the next second.

"It doesn't matter."

While regulating his injury and paying attention to the movements around him, Yang Chen noticed Jing Yan's actions and had no time to explain in detail, he could only spit out a few words lightly.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, although Jing Yan didn't understand what was going on, he obeyed the sword in his hand and hugged it back in his arms.

"Squeak..."
Chapter completed!