Chapter 1735: Don't dare to take action

A gloomy voice under the black veil slowly flowed out, and words came to his ears one by one.

This made Jing Yan, who was being held hostage at this moment, a little angry, and the redness had already stained his entire eyes.

The man lying on the table not far away was still motionless, not even moving at all, not even breathing at all.

"You have been stripped of real power by the Clan Chief Chu. Now you dare to be so unscrupulous. Although you don't know what you have done, I will never let you go."

Jing Yan was very worried that Yang Chen had already ignored the dagger on his neck.

"Hmph, it's just something that can't be on the table. Without Yang Chen, you are nothing. I really think you can be lawless and dreaming here."

After saying these unpleasant words, the dagger on his neck touched Jing Yan's neck again.

The white blade was filled with blood red for a moment, and the colors looked very beautiful when combined.

The stinging pain that he felt made Jing Yan, who could not escape, come back to his senses and his eyes quickly look around.

The next second he locked the sword not far from him at the roof, and he saw his arms bent slightly towards the man behind him.

He quickly opened the distance between the two of them. At the point of focus, he raised his legs and gently hooked the sword. The sword had already flew up and was steadily taken to Jing Yan.

"I have not been so angry in these few years. I have to say that you have the ability."

Jing Yan glanced at Yang Chen who was still motionless in the yard. His anger was leaking out, revealing a feeling of extreme killing.

In such a dark night, it became Jing Yan's foil at this moment. The sword in his hand accompanied his luck and gradually gathered a particularly dazzling light.

The pressure gradually released made the man in the dark shadow unable to bear it. After a daze, he quickly took several steps back.

Jing Yan placed his sword in the air parallel to him and attacked the man without hesitation.

Countless sword shadows hit the black shadow hard, and the momentum was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, which was simply unstoppable.

The black shadow looked at the sword shadow coming towards him, his eyes were in a panic. He hurriedly took out the protective shield in his hand, taking care of his whole body against being injured by the sword energy.

Even so, they could not escape the dense sword shadows. Thousands of them smashed them down hard, smashing the black shadow's shield to pieces.

All the sword shadows fell on him like this, and the person who was originally standing there was already slammed to the ground by this pressure.

Kneeling on the roof with both knees, but my body was still not bent or fell out, and I swayed on the roof.

His whole body was completely no longer as arrogant as before, and his eyes were staring at Jing Yan with no spirit.

His face was full of unwillingness and disbelief. He never expected that the man in front of him was so strong. He had only been defeated for a few rounds.

Jing Yan stood firmly, pointed his sword tip directly at him, without any mercy, and the indifference and hatred in his eyes seemed to swallow half of him.

"You dare to do anything without investigating anything. If there were people like you on this island, you would have been gone long ago."

Jing Yan didn't even take action while leaning on the sword, and in the eyes of the people in front of him, he was afraid.

Because he was afraid that the Weishui clan would not dare to attack him privately, thinking so, the black shadow, which was originally depressed because of his defeat, instantly stood up from the roof as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"What? I have defeated me, but I dare not take action."

The tone was full of provocation, and the arrogant look seemed to have already grasped the person in front of him and dared not actually take action.

"I am the chief of the Secretariat and have made great contributions to the Weishui clan. Even if you are, you are not qualified to attack me..."

After saying this, the man even began to laugh out loud. The sluggish laughter echoed throughout the air, very much like the ghost sound of a ghost.

"..." But at this moment, Jing Yan, who could not bear the person in front of him, couldn't help but push his sword forward a little, and wiped the blood on his neck with his right hand.

The evil and arrogance on his face were unstoppable. He didn't care about what the man said at all. He could see the bloodstains flowing from the man's neck.

But he stopped at the right place, which didn't endanger his life.

The black shadow, which was originally a little scared because of the coldness on the neck, became even more unscrupulous because of Jing Yan's stopping again.

"What's wrong? Or don't dare?"

"Hmph, do you know why Yang Chen is not awake yet?"

The smile on his face was very unrestrained, and his proud look made him win over by this emotion. Jing Yan raised his sword and was eager to try, but he tried his best to curb himself.

"I put something that I shouldn't have in his pastry. I saw it with my own eyes just now. I'm afraid I'll die now. It's his honor to be able to die in my hands."

The black shadow's eyes were burning on Yang Chen, watching him motionless.

The whole person could not control himself from the top and bottom and was filled with a kind of joy that was hard to express.

Jing Yan couldn't help but panic when he heard his words, looking at Yang Chen who was holding the table, but suddenly burst into laughter.

Immediately after raising his foot, he kicked the people on the roof, and the shadow slammed hard on the ground.

Because of the injuries all over his body, his body could no longer suppress his body. The moment he stopped, he vomited blood and fell down.

But his eyes were still open, looking at Jing Yan with a strange look, he didn't know what was going on for a moment, but he always felt something was wrong.

"Okay, have you heard enough? You're still pretending."

Jing Yan, who put away the sword in his hand, whispered to Yang Chen on the table.

The tone was very dull, and there was even a little more laziness.

Just the next second, under the gaze of the black shadow, Yang Chen, who was supposed to die, opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

The straight figure made the man lying on the ground stare at him with wide eyes. If his eyes could be a knife, I'm afraid Yang Chen, who was standing here now, had been cut into pieces.

"You...you...you're fine..."

I can no longer say a complete word, and I stop and stop, like stuttering.

The blood flowing from the corners of his mouth could not be stopped, and it was getting more and more.

"I'm really fine, but it's a pity that you have put so much effort into it."

After Yang Chen gave Jing Yan a look, he replied to the black shadow on the ground very calmly.

"Actually, we can't do anything to you with your current identity, but there aren't people."
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