Seeing the freckled man punch Chen Yang in the back, the punch was so powerful that it resonated with the entire mine, making a rumbling sound.
Not only that, the freckled man's punches also had a strange yin energy that made people shudder.
"Boy, you're dead!"
The freckled man screamed in excitement and punched Chen Yang on the back.
Boom.
There was a loud noise and billowing air, and all the dust in the mine was blown up, creating a gray blanket that obscured sight and made people cough.
"Chen Yang!"
Tu Ling screamed worriedly, feeling her heart tightening.
She was about to rush out, but Marcelin grabbed her arm and said nervously: "You are crazy, that guy is not a human being at all. We can't beat him, so hurry up and leave."
Morris, Auro, and Li Huanxin turned around and ran away without caring about the life or death of others.
But before they could take two steps, a figure stood in front of them, it was the horse-faced man.
The horse-faced man sneered: "Don't you understand? I want you to stay as coolies. If you run away, who will I find to work for?"
Morris and the other two were so frightened that they took two steps back, not daring to resist at all.
At this time, the rising smoke gradually dispersed, and everyone regained their sight.
"You...how are you okay?"
A surprised voice came out of the freckled man's mouth.
Everyone looked around and saw Chen Yang standing there calmly. The freckled man's fierce punch did not cause any harm to him at all.
For a moment, everyone had the same expression of disbelief as the freckled man.
Before anyone could react, Chen Yang slapped the freckled man with his backhand.
Snap.
There was a crisp sound, and the freckled man had no time to dodge and was caught in the whip.
Like a cannonball, he was knocked backwards by Chen Yang and hit the rocks in the mine. There was a loud bang and the rocks exploded.
The entire mine shook, and gravel fell. The force of this blow was unimaginable.
The freckled man fell to the ground, his cheek was completely deformed by the slap, exposing his bones and flesh, and his eyes popped out, which was very scary.
"You...you are definitely not inner strength, you have hidden your realm!"
The freckled man's face twitched, he looked at Chen Yang, said something in horror, turned around and wanted to run away.
But just as he turned around, Chen Yang suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped him again.
The freckled man flew into the rock layer again and fell to the ground without any movement.
"Don't move, otherwise your end will be worse than his."
Chen Yang glanced at the horse-faced man who was planning to escape. His expression was indifferent and his tone was calm, but it gave people an irresistible force.
The horse-faced man had an ugly expression, and then he realized that Chen Yang's strength far surpassed his own.
He was silent for a moment and asked: "Who are you?"
"If you speak again without my permission, I will kill you."
Chen Yang said something to the horse-faced man calmly, and the horse-faced man trembled. A look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to resist.
His strength is about the same as that of the freckled man. How could he dare to anger Chen Yang after the freckled man was completely tortured.
More importantly, Chen Yang was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to escape.
"Are you all okay?"
Chen Yang walked up to Tu Ling and others and asked.
Tu Ling, Marceline and others finally came to their senses. When they looked at Chen Yang, the expressions on their faces were very wonderful.
To everyone's surprise, Chen Yang was so strong.
Qingxu and Qingnian smiled bitterly. They felt ashamed when they thought that they had said they wanted to protect Chen Yang's safety before. Chen Yang was so strong that they didn't need their protection at all.
Li Huanxin, Morris, and Auro all lowered their heads with embarrassed expressions.
They looked down on Chen Yang before, but now it was Chen Yang who saved their lives.
And in front of the horse face and freckles, they didn't even have the courage to fight back.
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful."
Marceline came back to her senses and praised Chen Yang sincerely.
Tu Ling kept staring at Chen Yang, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, including wonder, surprise, admiration...
There is still a little bit of heartbeat.
Trying to keep calm, Tu Ling nodded to Chen Yang: "We are all fine."
"I feel relieved now."
Chen Yang smiled slightly, and his tender and caring eyes made Tu Ling's heart tremble.
She lowered her head in panic, not daring to look directly into Chen Yang's eyes.
Chen Yang smiled and did not tease Tu Ling.
He turned to look at the five workers who had just planned to dig the nine-hole purple rhododendron flowers. The five workers were all stunned there at the moment, their eyes full of horror.
These five people should all be from ethnic minorities, who were forced to work by their horse faces and freckles. Although they are strong and strong, they probably haven't eaten well recently and have done a lot of work, so their faces are a bit haggard.
Chen Yang would not embarrass these poor people, so he pointed in the direction of the mine exit and said: "You guys go."
As if they had been granted amnesty, the five hard workers dropped their pickaxes and other tools and ran swarm out of the mine, each one faster than the other.
Li Huanxin frowned and said, "Chen Yang, you just let them go?"
"Otherwise?" Chen Yang looked back at Li Huanxin and said coldly: "They are all forced, do you still want to keep them to pay for their lives?"
Li Huanxin shrank his neck. After seeing how powerful Chen Yang was, he did not dare to talk back to Chen Yang.
After the five coolies left, Chen Yang looked at the ugly-looking horse face and said, "Tell me, what's going on, who are you? What are you doing here? What is the Demonic Way?"
The horse-faced man glanced at the freckled man whose life or death was unknown. He was silent for a moment and said to Chen Yang, "I wonder... do you know about the spiritual place?"
Chen Yang nodded: "I know, go on."
The horse face said: "Tianmo Dao is the power of Shuzhong Lingdi, one of the three great spiritual places in China. My name is Han Fei, Zhou Dong and I, oh, Zhou Dong is the one who was slapped away by your two slaps. The two of us are
Disciples of the Demonic Way. Of course, our strength is low and we are the lowest-level disciples. We are negligible little players in the Demonic Way."
Chen Yang knew the situation in the spiritual land. Foundation building was considered a beginner, consecration was considered an achievement, and pill formation was considered a master.
He asked: "Since you are people of the Demonic Way and there is abundant spiritual power in the spiritual land, if you don't stay in the spiritual land, what are you doing in this mine?"
Han Feixan smiled and said: "Tianmo Dao has cultivated a sect in the outside world, called Huoyun Sect, which mainly helps Tianmo Dao find things in the outside world. In this mine, Huoyun Sect found what Deacon Yang wanted.
Things, so Deacon Yang brought me and Zhou Dong here."
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows: "What state is Deacon Yang in?"
A strange look flashed in Han Fei's eyes, and then he said respectfully: "Deacon Yang is at the pinnacle of foundation building."
"What, the peak of foundation building!"
When Qingxu and Qingnian heard Ma Lian's words, they immediately exclaimed.