"There's no duke here, but there is me," Chen Zhong lifted his hat, his expression enthusiastic, like a hospitable host. "I'm glad you accepted my invitation."
Yan Chong was the first to be dumbfounded, and the frustrated smile on his face froze.
He looked at the butler, and for a moment, thousands of beautiful words came to his mind to greet the latter's ancestors.
Butler Yan ignored their anger and stood obediently behind Chen Zhong.
"Chen Zhong!?" Yan Zhen also got out of the car, his mouth twitching.
At this time, everyone came out and gathered together, with countless complicated thoughts mixed in their chests, surging endlessly.
Their faces were red and their veins were bulging. They wanted to cut Chen Zhong into pieces. If looks could kill, then Chen Zhong would now be a hornet's nest full of holes.
"Don't ask anything. Everything is just as you think. It's true that I exposed your treason, but at least I showed you a way to survive, didn't I?"
Chen Zhong had a forced smile, speaking sweetly one second and then clasping his hands together the next, the spiritual formation started to operate, endless wind blades appeared out of thin air, and the light curtain formation and the confinement formation prevented them from escaping.
"Chen Zhong! There is no big hatred between us, we can sit down and talk. Aren't you also on good terms with the dukes? Then we are the same kind of people!" The head of the Yan family and the father of the two brothers Yan Chong burst out with spiritual power and shouted while protecting his family.
Chen Zhong seemed to have lost the ability to speak and didn't say another word. As a person who is known for being a talkative villain, he knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes.
Now that the murderous knife has been drawn, it should be put back into the sheath quickly and neatly!
"Dad, don't be stupid," Yan Chong roared, "I know what Chen Zhong is. Now we have no choice but to fight to the death. There are only two of them, they can't stand up to us. As long as we kill Chen Zhong, these spirit formations will automatically dissolve!"
His father's expression turned serious and he scolded him in a deep voice, "Oh my god! Chong'er, protect your brother!"
After saying that, the head of the Yan family suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Chen Zhong, swinging several sharp blades in his hands.
Swish!
Chen Zhong dodged easily, moved sideways, and rushed out from the slope behind Yang Qin.
That’s right, even Chen Zhong, who has a Grandmaster-level subordinate, has to hide her first and only use her after confirming that the other party does not have any unexpected strong people.
Be so cowardly to the extreme, cowardly at all times and in all places, be able to talk big but not do rash things, only then can you sail the boat for a thousand years.
brush!
The ice sword swept across, and the head of the Yan family, who was in the late Soul Tempering Realm, was cut into two pieces by the sword at a mere encounter. The spirit pearl in his chest also exploded instantly, leaving him no chance to release his demonic soul to fight the enemy.
The death of the head of the family directly caused the others to lose their fighting spirit and they could only rely on their survival instinct to resist, and the female members were already trembling with fear.
"Your strength is disappointing." Chen Zhong looked at the angry Yan Chong and said lightly.
"Dad!" Yan Zhen screamed in pain, and a group of people fell into the fear brought by Chen Zhong.
"Grandmasters, we are no match for you. We will break the barrier, and you should hurry up and run away. As many as you can!" Yan Chong's cousins in the Soul Tempering Realm decided to sacrifice themselves.
Chen Zhong shook his head. "Don't act like you're the victim."
Unfortunately, no matter how hard they bombarded, the light curtain array and the confinement array were difficult to shake. As they gradually accepted the reality that they could not escape, a sense of despair flowed among them.
"Go ahead." Chen Zhong said to Yang Qin.
"Go! Fight her!" Four or five Soul Tempering Realm cultivators resolutely stopped Yang Qin, trying to buy some time for the younger generations to survive.
Without Chen Zhong's instructions, Butler Yan quietly went around and broke into the crowd to start a fight. With his strength, it was easy for him to fight against a group of unarmed ordinary people.
"You bastard, how has our Yan family ever treated you unfairly? How dare you betray us!" Yan Chong's eyes turned red. At this moment, he could only give it a try. There was no other way.
Butler Yan calmly replied, "Life is like constantly answering multiple-choice questions. The questions remain the same, but the options and answers change."
This statement is very clear, there is no room for redemption.
Yan Chong couldn't understand why the housekeeper who took good care of him and his brothers suddenly became like a different person.
Could it be because of Chen Zhong?
How many strange and secret techniques does he know, and how does he do it?
Yan Chong is indeed a genius who has been ranked among the top few on the list of monsters in Tianyan Academy. He did not show any sign of defeat when facing the butler Yan, who was of a higher level than him.
However, Chen Zhong's spiritual formation was not idle.
When the living forces were struggling, wind blades and fireballs attacked their cars mercilessly, and the series of explosions killed several people.
In this environment, Yan Chong's condition deteriorated greatly. When Yan Zhen screamed, Yan Chong was too distracted and was taken advantage of by Butler Yan. With a palm knife, Yan Chong's right arm flew up.
On the other side, Yan Zhen's head and body had been separated, and the cut surface was covered with a layer of ice.
Behind Yang Qin, the five Soul Tempering Realm cultivators were all dead, turning into broken ice fragments on the ground.
Yan Chong, who was severely injured, staggered back and fell to the ground. His hair was disheveled in the wind and he looked so miserable that he no longer had the dignity of the leader of Baizhan Hall.
He watched helplessly and resentfully as his people were killed by the wind blade. At that moment, he regretted it.
I regret that I was full of hostility towards Chen Zhong. I shouldn't have thought so highly of myself at that time, and I shouldn't have used my power to bully others.
I hadn't expected Chen Zhong to possess such a terrifying background and strength. Thinking back to the ridiculous rumors circulating on the academy forum a year ago, Yan Chong muttered with a wry smile, "So I'm the clown who's jumping around happily."
If... Unfortunately, there is no if.
Suddenly, Yan Chong thought of something. He looked at Chen Zhong with horror, his face expression indifferent, and his heart was shocked.
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