When they saw the battle between Yang Chen and Bai Wuheng, they became completely silent. For a moment, no one said another word.
Almost everyone has waves of shock lingering in their hearts, and they cannot calm down for a long time.
At first, they felt that no matter how good Yang Chen was, when he really faced Bai Wuheng, his true colors would still be revealed and he would be defeated by Bai Wuheng, thus losing.
This is natural, because anyone who is not a disciple of Xuan Dao Sect cannot defeat a disciple of Xuan Dao Sect. This is the law of nature.
In fact, from the beginning of the fight to just now, everything was exactly as they expected. Yang Chen was completely the one holding back when cooperating with Bai Wuheng.
This also makes them not think that Yang Chen can win anything.
However, who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the situation would turn around, and Yang Chen, who had been passive from beginning to end, would be the prey who truly dominated the situation. Even Bai Wuheng, who had always been cautious, also fell into the trap and was almost killed by Yang Chen.
Chen was killed by his horse.
You know, if it weren't for the golden armor spiritual talisman, I'm afraid it would be a matter of two things whether Bai Wuheng was alive or dead.
Today's Taoist Menghen looks calm, but his body is actually shaking faintly, and it is not difficult to find that he is extremely angry.
Yang Chen's performance was undoubtedly a slap in the face. At first, he praised his outstanding apprentice to the sky, but Yang Chen's performance slapped him in the face again and again.
Only now, his apprentice has suffered a great loss and even used the precious golden armor talisman he gave him to survive. How could he not be angry?
"Hey, Brother Menghen, your disciple seems to have suffered a big loss. Even the golden armor talisman you gave me is no less valuable than an ordinary artifact. Haha, if it weren't for your golden armor talisman,
Maybe now the result will be completely different." Taoist Fufeng said with a smile.
Taoist Menghen blushed and said: "The golden armor talisman was originally used at this time. This kid can force Wu Heng to use the golden armor talisman. It is indeed his ability, but Wu Heng has this treasure.
His ability."
Taoist Fufeng sneered. He didn't expect Taoist Menghen to be so tough-spoken. He could even explain it in vain even if it was so dark in his mouth.
Taoist Menghen seemed to feel that it was not enough, and continued: "Moreover, this kid has no chance. Wu Heng has completely controlled the true meaning of my Menghen technique."
Taoist Fufeng frowned when he heard this. Although he wanted to refute, he was shocked when he saw Bai Wuheng's move.
"This is……"
Many other Taoists and powerful people in the true god stage also saw it very clearly.
"This is...Dream Chaser Thorn!"
"That's right, it is indeed the Dream Chasing Thorn. Bai Wuheng is really talented. After practicing for only a few years, he can even control the Dream Chasing Thorn of the Dream Trace Cultivation Technique. This Dream Chasing Thorn is almost the most powerful in the Dream Trace Cultivation Technique.
It’s one of the most difficult tricks.”
"Dream Chasing Thorn stabs the dreamland and specializes in the soul. Once it is successfully cast, unless the realm of the soul is stronger than the caster, there is almost no possibility of breaking through the hard problem. And when Bai Wuheng practices the dream mark technique, the soul is far superior to those of the same level.
Man, he has surpassed Yang Chen in terms of realm. This boy named Yang can't make a comeback at all."
"It's over. So a fine piece of jade will be destroyed?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. The fight between this boy and Bai Wuheng is almost a life-and-death situation. Whoever shows mercy will definitely lose."
Although these strong men sighed, they also knew that Yang Chen and Bai Wuheng could not be soft on each other. It was a pity that if Yang Chen lost, then a piece of material worth cultivating would be gone.
As these true Taoists say.
The Dream Chasing Thorn is a stab at dreams, specializing in the soul, and its method is extremely cruel. The most important thing is that once the Dream Chasing Thorn is used, it is impossible to dodge as long as the distance is enough.
Yang Chen also fell into the trap without knowing anything about it.
Even though he protected his soul instantly, he was still forcibly pulled into the dream by the Dream Chaser. In the dream, he and Bai Wuheng faced off. The difference was that he had no means, but Bai Wuheng held a sharp sword and breath.
Strong.
"Yang Chen, if you are hit by my dream-chasing thorn, your life will end here." Bai Wuheng said coldly.
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked around in surprise, not understanding where this place was.
Bai Wuhenghan said in a cold voice: "You must be very curious about where this place is. In that case, I will tell you with great mercy, as a reward for making me have murderous intentions, hahahaha!"
After laughing wildly, Yang Chen suddenly spat out blood, and then his body fell back, feeling as if all the bones in his limbs were broken.
He actually didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Yang Chen was unwilling to give up, gritted his teeth and looked at Bai Wuheng, still puzzled in his heart, not knowing what kind of power Bai Wuheng used.
Bai Wuheng said coldly: "This is your dream, and it is also my dream. But the difference is that your dream has now been occupied by me. Whether it is your dream or mine, I will
Let me take the lead, and I will have absolute power here, hahahaha!"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes: "Dream? This turns out to be a dream!"
At first, his understanding of the environment here was not very deep. Only now did he know that this was a dream.
Bai Wuheng was extremely angry now. When he was extremely angry, all that was left was laughter.
He didn't do anything, but Yang Chen felt as if his body was shattered.
"Kneel down!" Bai Wuheng scolded.
Yang Chen felt that his legs were weak and he was about to kneel to the ground.
But just when his knees were about to hit the ground, Yang Chen persisted in a daze.
"Huh?" Bai Wuheng opened his eyes wide and didn't know what was happening. He just whispered: "How is that possible!"
In a dream where he has absolute dominance, how could Yang Chen control himself.
Unless...unless!
Bai Wuheng didn't want to believe it, so he shouted: "Just die!"
When he finished speaking, Yang Chen's body flew out again, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, his breath extremely weak.
However, Bai Wuheng was not satisfied with the status quo. What he wanted was not for Yang Chen to be injured, but for Yang Chen to be killed on the spot!
At this time, Bai Wuheng held a sharp sword in his hand and flew out fiercely, trying to pass through Yang Chen's body and give Yang Chen the final blow.
However, just when the sharp sword was about to stab Yang Chen, suddenly, the sword suddenly shattered into pieces in strange layers.
It was as if Yang Chen's whole body had a layer of powerful and indestructible protection.
"How is this possible, how is this possible!" Bai Wuheng gritted his teeth, unable to believe all this.
