If he was really at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he wouldn't dare to act rashly.

When Shopkeeper Zhao saw Chen Yang's face clearly, he was stunned when he remembered the conversation they had yesterday in his restaurant.

"Deacon Wang, a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator!" A man in a green shirt pointed at Ma Tianyu and shouted.

The man in the green shirt was Sun Yang, so he recognized Ma Tianyu at a glance.

Hearing the word "demon cultivator", everyone showed a look of horror.

When Shopkeeper Zhao recognized Ma Tianyu's appearance, he was horrified.

Could it be that this young man is so capable that he is not afraid even of the Dragon Tiger Gate?

Deacon Wang turned his head and whispered to the person beside him, "Go inform the Sect Master."

After giving the order, he raised his head and said to Chen Yang: "Whether it is in the Otherworld Continent, Dongming Country, or the Jibei Land, anyone can punish the demon cultivators. Why do you want to go against us?"

He believed that the young man who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage should be a disciple of a famous sect, so he spoke more politely.

"That's true, but what kind of bad influence can a demon cultivator like him have on the world that requires you to arrest and kill him so viciously?" Chen Yang asked.

Deacon Wang sneered, "Anyone who is a demon cultivator is a target that must be eliminated by the Dragon Tiger Sect. Come here!"

He shouted, "Catch that man!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Tianyu was so scared that he left and hid behind Chen Yang. Chen Yang was not polite at all and stood in front of him directly.

"Brother, do you insist on going against us today?" Deacon Wang asked.

"I just want to ask one thing!" Chen Yang looked at Sun Yang, "Where did you get that booklet on the initial exploration of demonic cultivation?"

When Sun Yang saw the other person looking at him, he couldn't help but panic, but he quickly calmed down and pretended that the person the other person was looking at was not him at all.

Chen Yang sneered in his heart and stretched out his hand. Sun Yang's body involuntarily leaned towards him.

He immediately opened his arms as if rowing a boat, screaming loudly.

"I'm asking you where you got the booklet on the initial exploration of demonic cultivation!" Chen Yang asked harshly, grabbing Sun Yang by the collar.

Feeling the powerful strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator for the first time, Sun Yang was terrified, and suddenly a black mist gushed out of his mouth.

Chen Yang was caught off guard and inhaled the darkness, and his whole body shook.

Sun Yang took the opportunity to escape, feeling terrified yet wanting to laugh. He said, "You bastard, you've been hit by my Netherworld Poison Pearl. Let's see how you can still be so arrogant!"

Chen Yang glared and was about to continue punishing Sun Yang when a figure suddenly flew out and hit him hard on the chest.

The man landed gracefully and said, "You want to be so presumptuous in my Dragon Tiger Gate? Now let me ask you how much you weigh!"

When the disciples of Dragon Tiger Sect saw that man, they all showed joy on their faces and couldn't help but dance with joy!

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother, you've finally come out!"

On the handsome face of the man, a pair of clear eyes stared at Chen Yang with great disdain: "You are the cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm, nothing more than this."

Chen Yang covered his chest and took a deep breath secretly, and a slight pain arose in his heart.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Ma Tianyu grabbed Chen Yang's sleeve and secretly regretted that he knew that the Dragon Tiger Sect was not so easy to deal with, so why did he let this kind-hearted young master take the risk?

"I'm fine." Chen Yang raised his hand and said lightly.

If it weren't for the Netherworld Poison Pearl that made him confused, he wouldn't have been hit by that palm.

He raised his eyes and looked coldly at the arrogant Zhang Zifang and the smug Sun Yang beside him, and a flame gradually ignited in his eyes.

"Young man, you'd better leave quickly and stop trying to be stubborn." Shopkeeper Zhao couldn't help but speak.

At the same time, he said to Ma Tianyu: "Don't hurt others anymore, go!"

What he meant by "go ahead" was that Ma Tianyu should let himself be kidnapped by Dragon Tiger Gate and not resist anymore.

Hearing this, a hint of despair welled up in Ma Tianyu's eyes.

"My brother...Wang Er!" Wang Da lowered his head, closed his eyes, and shed tears of despair.

"Zhao Zhuanggui, you are sensible. You know how an arm can twist a thigh?" Deacon Wang laughed.

He did not mention the legitimacy of arresting the demon cultivators at all, but only emphasized how powerful a gang the Dragon Tiger Sect was and who could rebel against the Tian Gang!

That means there is no need for even a layer of cover.

At this moment, everyone felt a powerful majesty surging around them. Looking closely, they saw a sword in Chen Yang's hand. The sword was like a silent lightning, ready to go.

The mysterious patterns on the sword seemed to contain endless power, making people feel trembling at the sight of it.

Even though it didn't make any movement, the fierce momentum came at you like a surging tide, oppressing you to the point that you could hardly breathe.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sword.

The extremely arrogant figure couldn't help but tremble slightly, and couldn't help but feel surprised. What kind of treasure was that? Why did the pressure from that force even make him feel shaken?

Swish! The sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Sun Yang: "Tell me, where did the booklet on the Demon Cultivation's initial exploration come from?"

Faced with the powerful sword energy, Sun Yang's breathing became rapid, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees: "I, I, I, I don't know what you are talking about!"

Chen Yang took a step forward with his sword, and the blast of air instantly made Sun Yang spit out blood.

"explain!"

"I, I, I..." Sun Yang's whole body was shaking, his eyes fixed on the tip of the Qi Jue Sword, his mind was agitated and his soul was damaged.

Swish! Suddenly, a wave of air swept over, and the Seven Absolute Swords deviated slightly.

A figure fell.

"Master!" everyone shouted.

Chen Yang saw the fat, middle-aged man and instantly changed the direction of his sword. "Are you the leader of this sect? Well, let me ask you, what is your intention in scattering the booklet on the initial exploration of demonic cultivation around the town? On the one hand, you force people with nowhere else to go to cultivate the demonic path, and on the other hand, you arrest demonic cultivators! What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhang Wanghu stared at the sword, clearly feeling the powerful sword energy. He was slightly startled and said, "Sir, put away your weapon. We can talk."

Chen Yang sneered, "You can talk it over? Why didn't you say you could talk it over when he hit me just now?"

Zhang Wanghu immediately shouted at Zhang Zifang, "What's wrong with you? You're a guest from afar, how could you start a fight with this young master the moment you meet him?"

Zhang Zifang immediately bowed and said, "Foster father, I was wrong."

"Sir, I'll ask him to apologize to you." Zhang Wanghu forced a smile.

Chen Yang asked, "Is an apology enough?"

"What do you want?" Zhang Zifang retorted almost subconsciously.

"Whatever I want to do, you need to ask the sword in my hand." Chen Yang said lightly.

Zhang Zifang stared at him and sneered, "Isn't it just a broken sword? Do you really think it's so great? I don't believe you can be that powerful as a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator!"