Although Yang Chen and Zhang Xuelian were fast, the people of the Supreme God Sect were not so useless that the treasure was taken away and they couldn't see who took it away.
"It's that Yang Chen."
"Yang Chen in the spiritual world."
A group of people, including the Taoist Master of the Shen Sect, could not sit still.
Especially Long Jueyu, who shouted loudly: "Yang Chen, if you dare to rob our Supreme God Sect's things, I want you to die. Kill him, kill him!"
How could the other members of the Supreme God Sect sit still? Seeing Yang Chen take the treasure and run away, they almost seemed to be crazy and chased after Yang Chen.
The large group of people from the Supreme God Sect were simply red-eyed.
The White Jade King's Sword, the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Iron, each of them are treasures that can make people crazy. They are about to get him. How many people have they lost? How much price have they paid? Is this all for them?
The results of it?
After saying no, he didn't, and when he turned around, Yang Chen snatched it away.
"Yang Chen, I want you to die." Jiang Guangzheng was already burning with anger and was the first to bear the brunt.
Yang Chen saw that a group of people from the Supreme God Sect were so crazy. It was no surprise that he had long been prepared to provoke a hornet's nest. The current situation was completely within his expectation.
But there was one thing that was beyond his expectation.
"That Peng Wanli is coming again." Zhang Xuelian said.
"Oh? Coming again?"
Yang Chen's expression was happy.
Came at just the right time.
As Zhang Xuelian said, Yang Chen's soul dispersed and he quickly captured Peng Wanli's location.
"Huh, Yang Chen, I finally found you. Just accept your death." Peng Wanli said in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, Peng Wanli, last time I was alone and couldn't fight you, but this time I have allies by my side. How could we, among the thousands of other human beings, be bullied by you." Yang Chen laughed out loud.
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He turned to face the crazy group of Southern Realm Supreme God Sect people and shouted: "Friends of Supreme God Sect, give me a helping hand!"
The people in the southern border are all going crazy now, and they have no time to think about what Yang Chen wants to do.
When they saw Yang Chen, they immediately took action manically and struck a fatal blow without any reason at all.
One person is like this, and more than thirty Taoists are like this. The power is so powerful, not to mention how terrifying it is.
Under the leadership of Jiang Guangzheng, the current Supreme God Sect can only be described as violent.
When Yang Chen saw this, the corners of his mouth rose.
It's good to be grumpy.
He laughed loudly, ignored them at all, and dodged all these attacks.
As soon as he dodged, all these attacks hit Peng Wanli.
Peng Wanli had not yet reacted, and when he was furious, he had to take action to take over these attacks.
Yang Chen laughed and said: "People from the southern boundary, I have friends here to help me, want to kill me? You are wishful thinking!"
While laughing, Yang Chen left immediately.
Peng Wanli didn't know what was going on. He couldn't understand clearly what Yang Chen meant by what he said. He had just neutralized the attack of these crazy Zhi Shen Sect and others. Then, Zhi Shen Sect and others rushed over.
Already.
"Friends? Ah, ah, like the Disha clan, are they friends again?" Long Jueyu's brain was so hot that he didn't care at all. The leader said angrily: "Go ahead and kill him."
Jiang Guangzheng actually noticed something was wrong and wanted to ask a few more questions, but since Long Jueyu took action, he was too lazy to care.
After all, there is only one person on the other side. Even if it is a powerful Taoist master like Yang Chen, more than 30 Taoist masters will attack together, and they will definitely let the other side die without a burial place.
But they didn't know that they were facing a terrifying and powerful man even more powerful than Yang Chen.
"kill!"
A group of people from the Supreme God Sect don't take Peng Wanli seriously.
Peng Wanli could have explained it originally, but he, the dignified prince of the Ling God Clan, was so arrogant that when he saw a group of people trying to attack him regardless of his son, how could he put down his dignity and explain to these people?
If others take action, he will take action too. Let's fight. Who is afraid of whom?
As a result, Peng Wanli also got angry and started fighting with the people of Zhi Shen Sect.
When the two sides started fighting, the momentum and scene were naturally terrifying and beyond description.
Yang Chen could feel the cruelty from a distance and took a breath.
"Good guy..."
Yang Chen has now successfully diverted trouble to the east, and the progress is much smoother than expected.
"Hahaha!"
Yang Chen showed a smile. If a group of people from the Zhishen Sect don't take Peng Wanli seriously, they will probably pay the price for it. And if Peng Wanli thinks that the people from the Zhishen Sect are ordinary people and doesn't take it seriously, he will also pay the price for it.
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With thoughts in his mind, Yang Chen also glanced at the Nine Heavens Wind Thunder Iron and White Jade King Sword in his hand.
"Haha, young master, let me swallow this white jade king's sword. I promise that I can go further." The God-killing Spear jumped out and said happily.
He had tasted the sweetness and benefits of the Devouring King artifact, and he couldn't be more excited.
"Don't even think about this white jade king's sword. This sword has other uses." Yang Chen shook his head.
The God-killing Spear chuckled, knowing that this was the case, and didn't look too discouraged.
"Yang Chen!"
"It's Yang Chen."
At this time, a group of aliens found Yang Chen. They all heard the noise here and rushed over. Now they happened to bump into Yang Chen, and they all became confused.
Yang Chen originally wanted to ignore these people, but who knew that these aliens raised their noses and asked, "Yang Chen, are there any treasures over there? What did you get?"
Yang Chen sneered: "Why, you dare to interrogate me?"
These super groups in the spiritual world may threaten him, but they absolutely cannot do anything to him, Yang Chen.
He is now barefoot and not afraid of those wearing shoes. How about messing with him?
"So, you have a treasure with you?" A group of aliens spoke in cold tones.
Yang Chen swiped his spear and said in a cold voice: "To tell you the truth, even if I didn't come to the South Eagle Palace, I, Yang Chen, still have treasures on me. Why, you still want to snatch them from me? Humph, but since you want the treasures
, I can give you a way. In the tunnel inside, people on both sides are fighting over the treasure. You might be able to benefit from it and take advantage of it! Of course, if you want to take action against me, I don't mind.
"
The corners of Yang Chen's mouth raised, full of confidence.
In fact, his current situation is very dangerous because there is more than one alien race around him.
If a fight really breaks out, more and more aliens will arrive, which will only put him in danger.
But Yang Chen remained calm in the face of danger, looked like nothing was wrong, and directly turned the finger to the back, giving people the illusion that he could benefit from it.
These people knew how powerful he was, and if they thought about the fact that the fisherman would benefit from it, why would they bother Yang Chen.
"Is there anything else going on?"
"It seems that there is indeed a sound of fighting in the tunnel..."
"Let's go in and take a look."
In the end, these foreigners did not dare to provoke Yang Chen and chose to go deep into the tunnel.
