Chen Yang curled his lips, his body glowed with orange light, and he swung his fist towards the sword energy.
"Do you think you are a weapon? How dare you challenge the sword energy, you idiot..."
The middle-aged man mocked, but before he finished speaking, his expression changed.
Chen Yang punched the sword energy, and with a bang, the surging sword energy collapsed instantly and turned into a turbulent flow of true energy, disappearing completely.
As for Chen Yang's fist, not to mention being injured, the skin was not even broken.
"Body Refiner!?"
The middle-aged man looked surprised, and looked at Chen Yang with a more dignified look, not daring to look down upon him anymore.
"Are you going to commit suicide, or am I going to do it?"
Chen Yang looked at the middle-aged man indifferently and returned what he just said.
"Hmph, do you want to defeat me just by relying on physical training?"
The middle-aged man sneered, but he was not afraid and continued to attack.
"Han Zi Jue!"
He used his magical power and condensed his true energy on the blade. The temperature of the air within ten meters dropped sharply, freezing the moisture in the air. A layer of ice condensed on the blade, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were also covered with ice.
Thin layer of frost.
"Taste the power of my Han Zi Jue."
He looked proud, full of confidence in his own coldness, holding a sword and flower in hand, and went straight to Chen Yang.
"Is this bit of coldness worthy of your pride?"
Chen Yang shook his head and smiled.
The next moment, the flames were suddenly released.
Boom boom boom...
The phantom of blazing flames appeared around Chen Yang's body.
Under his control, the power of the general situation enveloped a ten-meter-wide space, just enough to suppress the cold air.
The temperature rises suddenly.
The coldness disappeared and was replaced by extreme heat.
The ice condensed on the middle-aged man's blade melted and disappeared in that instant, and the blade actually steamed under the scorching temperature.
"Top trend!"
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, his face was full of disbelief, he couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes.
"How is it possible that you are only in the middle stage of elixir formation and you actually understand the general trend?"
He looked solemn and said in a deep voice.
Chen Yang said calmly: "Keep your life alive."
"No matter how strong you are, you still have to catch up with me."
The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and with the intention of retreating, he moved his body to the extreme, and fled far away.
He thought that he could not defeat Chen Yang, but he believed that Chen Yang could not catch up with him.
But not long after he flew out, a huge palm emerged from the void and held him tightly, preventing him from moving.
"Ah! Void Palm!"
The middle-aged man's heart trembled, fear spread in his heart, and he seemed more frightened than when he saw anything.
"Are you from the imperial royal family!?"
The middle-aged man turned to look at Chen Yang, his eyes full of awe.
Although the center of the Tiansheng Empire is far away from the Western Continent, and the imperial royal family has not shown its power for many years.
But the deeds of Holy Emperor Zuo Yinhan who swept through Chongwu Star were well known to everyone and left a deep impression on the people of Chongwu Star.
Nowadays, when talking about the Holy Emperor, one feels intimidated.
Naturally, the imperial family is also respected by people.
"That bastard Zuo Yinhan, how could I possibly be with him?"
Facing the middle-aged man's speculation, Chen Yang said coldly.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat and he exclaimed: "How dare you blaspheme the Holy Emperor!"
"Shit Holy Emperor."
Chen Yang looked disdainful, too lazy to continue talking to the middle-aged man, and held his right hand empty.
Boom.
Before the middle-aged man could react, his body was crushed, his whole body turned into a human stick, and his body was completely squeezed together.
"How come everyone on Chongwu Star knows the Poxu Palm."
"It seems that we have to be more careful in the future. If Zuo Yinhan finds out, it will be troublesome."
"Now, let's go find Fan Lishan first."
Chen Yang thought for a moment, took out a piece of black cloth, wrapped the middle-aged man's body, took out a map and looked at it, then changed direction and headed towards Heling City.
He is a kind man, but he is not the Holy Mother.
He will take revenge severely on anyone who has evil intentions towards him.
Of course, he would not make a big fanfare and directly knock on the door of Heling Rune Guild.
After all, the Rune Guild is a huge force on the Chongwu Star. Even if it is full of rune masters, its combat power is not considered to be the top of the Chongwu Star.
But alchemists, weapon refiners, formation masters, demon tamers, none of them have a respected status.
Even if they are not strong, they must be friends with strong people.
If Heling Rune Guild is really destroyed, then it will provoke the entire Rune Guild.
By then, Chen Yang would be in big trouble.
Now that he has just arrived at the Wuxing Star, he still needs to be cautious in everything.
What's more, every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner.
Just kill whoever provokes him.
There is no need to involve the entire Heling Rune Guild.
In the dead of night, a dark shadow flashed across the city wall, entered Heling City, and disappeared.
The guards guarding the city stood at the foot of the city wall, their eyes blurred but they saw nothing.
He shook his head: "It seems that standing guard all night long has become a bit unbearable."
…
Heling Rune Guild, the president's residence in the backyard, and the lights in the study are still on.
Fan Lishan was standing in front of the table, practicing calligraphy.
His writing strokes are thick and heavy, but his finishing strokes are sharp.
After writing a few words, he put down the pen, frowned, and pondered: "Jiang Chengyu has been away for so long, why hasn't he come back yet? Is there still trouble in the middle of a small alchemy period?"
Crunch.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
"Who is so bold and doesn't even knock on the door!"
Fan Lishan looked angry and shouted towards the door.
I saw a flash of black shadow, and a figure flew in sideways from outside.
Fan Lishan was also a first-level cultivator. He reacted very quickly and kicked the figure.
Bang.
The figure fell to the corner of the room, blood all over his body solidified, and his body shrank into a ball.
"Jiang Chengyu!"
Fan Lishan took a closer look and found that the figure was actually Jiang Chengyu, whom he sent to kill Chen Yang. He was suddenly surprised.
"Failed!? Is there a master around Chen Yang?"
Fan Lishan frowned and looked outside the door.
"President Fan, how about this gift of mine?"
Chen Yang walked into the room from outside the door and stared at Fan Lishan with cold eyes.
Fan Lishan couldn't help but trembled, looked behind Chen Yang, but found no one else, and asked doubtfully: "Are you alone?"
"What? Too little?"
Chen Yang sneered, turned around and closed the door without any haste or slowness.
Fan Lishan asked in a deep voice: "Jiang Chengyu, was it you who killed him?"
Chen Yang did not answer, but asked: "President Fan, do you know what I am here to do?"
"What?"
Fan Lishan said coldly.
Chen Yang said: "I'm here to take your head."
"Hmph! Take my head? Just you?"
Fan Lishan snorted coldly and looked at Chen Yang with an expression full of disapproval.