The young man from the Shadow Sect was tied up with a long whip, and the white long whip in Wangchen's hand was obviously not ordinary. It looked like a bone whip, like the spine of some kind of animal, with spiritual power rippling.
Wangchen was the favorite woman of the previous evil king.
And the cultivation level of the previous Evil King was better than that of Chen Yan now, so why didn't he give her some high-end gifts?
The young man from the Shadow Sect watched helplessly as Chen Yan stomped down.
But he couldn't move at all...
"don't want!"
He yelled.
But just giving him the time to roar, Chen Yan stamped his feet in place, and with a loud "boom", even the ground was crushed.
Two defensive magic weapons on the young man exploded.
But it's no use.
"Ouch-ouch——"
He roared like a wild animal.
It sounds creepy.
The people on the boat were all shocked when they witnessed the tragedy of the young man with their own eyes.
Men, in particular, clamped their legs one after another, as if they would follow in the footsteps of men if they were not careful. Even Wangchen frowned fiercely, but she saw Lin Yuchen and Long Miaomiao next to Chen Yan.
His face was calm, and he didn't even frown, as if this kind of thing had been commonplace for a long time and there was nothing surprising about it. There was even a kind of relief in his eyes.
Wangchen took back the bone whip.
At this time, the young man from the Shadow Sect pointed at Chen Yan tremblingly: "You...how dare you?"
He was in so much pain that he felt his life was hopeless.
Even if he is an evil cultivator in the world of cultivation, I have never heard of anyone who can re-open this thing after it is gone.
"The Shadow Cult will definitely fight you till death. You, just wait to die!" He shouted hysterically.
"The Demonic Shadow Cult? Okay, I remember this name. If they dare to come, I will destroy the Demonic Shadow Cult!" Chen Yan sneered and looked at him condescendingly, "But if you can see it, I don't dare.
Guaranteed."
"You...you want to kill me?"
Chen Yan didn't say anything and punched his Dantian directly.
boom!
A hole opened in Dantian.
All the true energy and spiritual power were absorbed by Chen Yan in one breath.
Next to him, the leader of Wangchen quietly watched what Chen Yan did, and his eyes suddenly became misty.
Yuan Chen, is that you?
At this moment, she unconsciously reached out her hand, and her delicate jade fingers fell on Chen Yan's cheek.
The touch from her fingertips made her even more intoxicated.
Chen Yan was stunned by her sudden move for two seconds, and turned back to look at her.
"Well--"
"You have blood on your face!"
Wangchen woke up and said quickly.
Lin Yuchen and Long Miaomiao blinked and looked at each other.
How?
Could this beautiful female Taoist nun really have something to do with Chen Yan?
However, Wangchen immediately stepped aside and said to Chen Yan: "The Demonic Shadow Sect is not weak, you need to be careful."
Chen Yan looked at the young man who was vomiting blood and full of resentment: "Fighting against the country will lead to death!"
He grabbed a pair of handcuffs.
He handcuffed the young man directly with his backhand and threw it to Long Miaomiao: "This man intends to murder the general, and also intends to taint women. He should be sentenced to life!"
Long Miaomiao said: "This is what he deserves."
Everyone on the boat was in a daze.
The devil actually meant it, he really wanted to arrest him and put him in jail.
Moreover, his cultivation was directly destroyed. Now, this young man from the Demonic Shadow Sect has lost all his cultivation. In addition, after blasting his Dantian, his meridians will be seriously damaged, and his signs as a man are also destroyed. His current physical fitness is even worse.
Ordinary people are not as good as others, and even if they are thrown into prison, they will not be able to make waves.
"Li Sanniang, save me!"
The young man shouted for help.
He is a demon son of the Demonic Shadow Sect and a person trained by the Demonic Shadow Sect. How can he be willing to accept this?
Li Sanniang uttered a curse word angrily, immediately manifested the blood-cow Dharma, left the canoe suspended in mid-air, and shot at Chen Yan like an arrow, but at this moment, Chen Yan glared at him.
That glance carried the strong mental attack of a high-level night wandering god.
For a moment, Li Sanniang felt as if her head had been pricked by a needle.