"this……"

"No way!?"

"How is it possible to coagulate eighth level, one punch to fly away!?"

All the disciples were petrified and looked at this scene in disbelief, subconsciously rubbing their eyes, trying to determine if they had hallucinations.

Even Zhao Ruoyan opened her mouth and was stunned. Hou Yunlai even forgot to cheer and cheer, his eyes staring like a cow's eyes.

"Bang!"

Yang Chen followed up and attacked with all his strength. The strength of his body and cultivation exploded to the extreme, and Yang Heng coughed up blood and flew backwards again.

"Bang bang bang..."

The muffled groan sounded completely. What was strange was that there was no sound except this sound. Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Yang Heng, who had been beating him, and took a breath.

"I originally left room for you, but I just didn't want to tear my face."

"I didn't expect that you didn't know what you were doing and insisted on killing them all."

"It seems that I am too kind to you."

Every time Yang Chen said something, he would hit hard, causing Yang Heng’s bones to shatter dozens of places. The latter screamed repeatedly, with a look of horror on his face, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Yang Chen, for the sake of a family, spare my life."

"You know it's from the same family!"

Yang Chen gritted his teeth and kicked Yang Heng away with one kick. The latter fell into the distance like a dead dog. He now had no strength to scream.

"For grandpa's sake, please spare me. If you kill me, he will send a black-haired man to the black-haired man... Moreover, my sister's strength in Luoyang Sect is already at the ninth level of blood coagulation. If you kill me, my sister will not let you go at the annual meeting." Yang Heng said weakly.

"You also use Yang Shan to threaten me." Yang Chen's eyes turned cold. He was about to deal with Yang Heng, but he couldn't help but think of his grandfather's head full of white hair.

"You unworthy descendants only know how to fight for power and power. When will you care about grandpa's feelings?" Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen snorted coldly, pressing his palm on Yang Heng's dantian. His cultivation level burst, directly shattering the latter's dantian, and turning and leaving amid the latter's screams.

The disciples below gave up a passage at the same time. Looking at Yang Chen's back as he left, they had not yet come back to their senses from the shock just now.

Zhao Ruoyan also stared at Yang Chen's back, biting her red lips tightly, and letting Yang Chen walk away with such a big swagger, but she was not sure to defeat Yang Chen.

"It's obviously not as good as me on the Truth Bridge, but now... it doesn't work. I want to go into seclusion and practice!"

Yang Chen killed Wang Hai on the Life and Death Platform and severely injured Yang Heng. This amazing news spread throughout the outer sect and even the inner disciples, looking slightly sideways. Everyone was shocked. In just one month, it was raised from the third level of blood coagulation to the sixth level of blood coagulation, and it continued to hit the opponent with a higher level, which was like a myth.

This kind of monster has never appeared in Yunxuan Sect for thousands of years.

As for Lin Heng, he was rescued by the elders of the sect. After he recovered from his injuries, he did not dare to stay in the sect and fled back to the Yang family in shame.

After this incident, Yang Chen did not choose to go into seclusion directly, but instead accepted the task of hunting monsters. Although he did not reach the seventh level of blood coagulation, the elder approved it in a special case.

In one month, more than ten missions to hunt monsters were all successful!

His contribution points have also accumulated nearly 500!

When Yang Chen returned, the hostility and murderous intent on his body made countless disciples inhale, looking like a bloody Shura.

"Oh my God, that's the two claws of Blast Yuan Bear. Blast Yuan Bear is a warrior who is comparable to the eighth level of blood-coagulation, and he was actually hunted by him!"

"There are actually three magic leopard demon pills. I'm right. The magic leopard is fast and even three or four seventh-level warriors are encircled and suppressed, it is difficult to kill."

"Is that really the inner liner of the Xuan Python Lizard? The Xuan Python Lizard is not only cruel, but also has extremely strong defense. Even the eighth level of blood coagulation is difficult to break. How did Yang Chen hunt it?"

When Yang Chen took out these things, all the disciples present were shocked. They could not imagine what kind of tragic battle Yang Chen had experienced.

...

Inside the house, Yang Chen's eyes were closed and he sat cross-legged, with a strong aura fluctuation on his body. After a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and suddenly opened his eyes, and the light flashed and disappeared.

"After this month of bloody battles, my cultivation level has completely reached the peak of the sixth level of blood coagulation, and "The God-Driven Art" has also reached a peak, making my body comparable to the peak of the seventh level of blood coagulation warrior. If I cooperate with the magical power of the Star-Picking Hand, I will have no opponent in the eighth level of blood coagulation."

Yang Chen clenched his fists and was still very satisfied with the hard work this month, but then frowned and said to himself: "Yang Heng's sister Yang Shan is the ninth level of blood coagulation, which is a bit troublesome."

Facing the ninth level of blood coagulation, he was not sure at all.

Now there is only one month before the Yang family’s annual meeting. Yang Chen knows that he must make preparations. Otherwise, he will not only lose to Yang Shan, but also bring many adverse consequences.

Will the other family members let me go?

Absolutely not!

"The choice of heirs and grandpa's attitude has not changed."

Yang Chen murmured to himself that since he obtained the inheritance of Xiaoyao Dan Emperor and the great emperor's martial arts, his persistence in the Yang family's heirs has become much weaker, but his grandfather hopes to place the future of the entire family on him.

A long time ago, Yang Chen felt that there was a little more responsibility on his shoulders.

"For the Yang family branch, my grandfather has devoted most of his life to it. I must let it be carried forward!" Yang Chen secretly swore that the clan competition was the first, and that was about the future direction of the Yang family branch...

Decisive flashed in his eyes, Yang Chen turned his hand and took out a thin booklet with sharp words "Tianmang Sword Technique".

Just a glance, it feels like there is a sword intent that emanates from those words.

Gently unfolded the slightly yellowed paper, Yang Chen slowly flipped through it, and after a moment, he slowly closed his eyes and began to realize it.

The Tianmang Sword Technique was originally obtained when killing Wang Hai. Yang Chen felt that the sword-breaking Technique that Wang Hai used at the time also exerted part of the power of this sword technique.

During the bloody battle a month ago, Yang Chen was also constantly learning this swordsmanship, but he never knew the key points.

"The Tianmang Sword Technique has three styles, namely the Sword Strike, Ten Thousand Swords, and One Style. The first style alone can be comparable to the power of the ninth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm." Yang Chen licked his lips. This is also the reason why he is so persistent with the Tianmang Sword Technique, but this sword technique is extremely difficult to practice.

First of all, the Tianmang Sword Technique, no matter which move, pursues the word "fast", and can only make the sword lightning unexpectedly.

The reason why it is called "Sky Rain" is that it represents a kind of artistic conception, meaning that the moment the sword is swung, the sword light has reached the horizon, just like directly passing through the void, as fast as lightning.

This kind of artistic conception is too difficult.
Chapter completed!