"Hey, the low-level mysterious skills of the Perfect Realm are just like cows!"
Chen Shen was overjoyed and said to himself: "Anyway, my moves are old now, and the power of Blood-devouring Rainbow Thunder has already been lurked in the enemy where it belongs through the use of Tyrannosaurus Furious Buddha Hand."
"Now, let me spare his life and let my victory be impeccable!"
After making up his mind, the young man really took away the force of the stick and smiled calmly: "Okay, who calls me a generous person? I will let you go today..."
The moment Chen Shen's stick power was removed, Zhan Qianlu felt like he was being pardoned.
He knelt on the ground with a dejected attitude of admitting defeat: "Yes, yes, thank you to Senior Brother Chen Shen for not killing me!"
His face, which was covered by long hair, revealed a cruel smile: "Thank you... for being stupid!"
When Zhan Qianlu changed the topic, his whole body suddenly jumped up.
The sleeve of his left hand shook, and a dagger appeared in his hand, piercing Chen Shen's forehead!
"mean!"
"stop!"
Zhou Jingen and Liu Ruyan spoke almost at the same time.
What Chen Shen didn't expect was that the supreme elder Yu Wancong, who had no interaction with him, would swoop down immediately.
Looking at this posture, he is also here to save himself!
"Hey, I already knew you were a scumbag and would never change your ways..."
At this critical moment, the smile on Chen Shen's lips grew stronger.
He spread the five fingers of his right hand and then clenched his fist fiercely——
"Bo!"
There was an unclear implosion sound, like firecrackers being set off in a snowdrift.
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Qianlu's body suddenly fell to the ground as soft as mud while he was halfway through the rush.
"Ah...how, how is it possible?"
After mumbling these words with blood in his throat, the young man used his last strength to lower his head and glanced at the location of his heart——
There, it had already been blown into a bloody hole.
A trace of purple-red thunder gradually dimmed...
It was like a soul-eating ghost. The moment he killed Chen Shen, it took the lead in breaking his heart...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a five-star Xuanhuang and gaining 2,880,000 experience points."
While the system prompts sounded in his ears, Chen Shen had already quickly removed the opponent's Space Mysterious Ring. After bleeding his soul, he picked up the sword and dagger and threw them into them.
"boom!"
At this moment, Qingyun Lei's barrier had been broken through by Zhou Jingen, Liu Ruyan and Yu Wancong.
Looking at Chen Shen standing there half-smiling, and then glancing at the bloody body on the ground, the three of them were speechless at the same time.
They were originally here to save the situation, but who would have thought that the young man's self-rescue methods were so sharp that he didn't even need their help - hey, you're being so sentimental!
"good!"
After a brief silence, I don't know who shouted first.
Then, all the disciples from Mount Jiasan who came to watch the battle echoed, and their cheers shook the sky!
Even among the disciples from other sects, many of them applauded him.
After all, Chen Shen won this battle beautifully, with flawless emotions and rationale, and a complete victory!
The joyous scene in front of him fell into Qin Hanliang's eyes, but he felt a little uncomfortable: "Supreme Headmaster, this... Zhan Qianlu died like this? He is the tenth true disciple on the Qingyun List!"
Qingyun Xiao slowly turned his head and asked in a tone of indifference: "Then how are you doing?"
Qin Hanliang said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, Chen Shen should be given a small punishment."
"For example... the Elder's Council took back the Soul-Calling and Profound-Securing Pill that was given to him a few days ago!"
"Fuck your motherfucker!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Qin Hanliang finished speaking, Zhou Jingen, who heard what he said, jumped up, blew his beard and stared: "Qin, you are really worthy of your nickname!"
"The soul-calling and solidifying pill is the prize given to me, Chen Shen, a disciple of Mount Jiasan, for winning the top spot on the hunting list due to his strength. It was given to me personally by the supreme leader. How can there be any reason to take back something that has been given away without any reason?"
"Presumptuous! Zhou Jing'en, who do you think you are? How dare I speak like this?"
Qin Hanliang was furious. Before this, no one had ever dared to call him by his nickname in person.
"I tell the truth, and what everyone expresses is what they feel!" Zhou Jing'en was happy and unafraid.
In terms of seniority, he is not much lower than Qin Hanliang, who is at the bottom among the Supreme Elders. After all, this old drunkard used to follow Qing Fengyang.
"For no reason? Humph! Chen Shen accidentally killed Zhan Qianlu and destroyed one of my true disciples. This is fate!"
Qin Hanliang roared angrily: "You don't know how difficult it is for our Qingyun Sect to cultivate a true disciple, right? Or are you saying that you have been living in Jiasan Mountain for more than a hundred years and your brain has become hard to use?"
"You..." Zhou Jingen was about to argue again, but Chen Shen spoke first: "Haha, it is not easy to cultivate a true disciple. It seems even more difficult to cultivate a true disciple who is a scumbag, huh?"
"You little beast, no big or small! How can you speak here? Kneel down for me!"
Qin Hanliang glared angrily, and the coercion of Xuanzong realm suddenly came out.
However, in the end, this power did not reach Chen Shen's body, and was dispersed by Yu Wancong with a flick of his sleeves: "Old Qin, are your old eyes dimmed?"
"This is the Qingyun League. Chen Shen and Zhan Qianlu have made a blood contract. Now there is only one left alive, so what's wrong with it?"
"Besides, in full public view, everyone can see that Chen Shen originally wanted to spare Zhan Qianlu's life. If he hadn't made a despicable sneak attack to seek death, how would he have died? Can't you see all this?"
"I... hum! I just feel sorry for the Qingyun Sect's loss of a true disciple! Just now... I just wanted to test this boy's resilience."
Qin Hanliang explained in a dignified manner: "It's a pity that this guy is so sharp. If he wants to become a great player, he will need to sharpen his skills."
"Chacha, what a shame, this old guy is so shameless! If Elder Yu Wancong hadn't been protecting me just now, and if my soul strength hadn't been far beyond the surface, the mysterious pressure alone would have been enough to kill me.
Isn’t it hard to recover from a serious injury?”
Chen Shen narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "Qin Hanliang, I have written down this account..."
On the face, the young man showed a careless and ruffian look: "Haha, Elder Qin, do you feel sorry for Zhan Qianlu, a scumbag? Or do you feel unworthy because the Soul-Calling Soul-Consolidating Xuan Pill fell into my hands?"
"Little beast, you..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Chen Shen said again: "If it's the latter, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
"Because... the Soul-Calling Xuanxuan Pill has long been in my heart!"
"You, what did you say?"
"Do you really mean what you say?"
This time, Qin Hanliang couldn't help but look shocked. Even the Supreme Headmaster lost his composure and shouted.