Yang Zhen’s words echoed in the silent valley for a long time, shocking everyone.

Yang Baopi's name was too famous. There were hundreds of cultivators in the valley, and at least a small number of them had been robbed by Yang Zhen. Everyone thought that Yang Zhen would try to escape under such circumstances, but they never expected that he would walk into the valley so brazenly and greet everyone with a familiar look on his face.

Too arrogant, everyone's eyes twitched, and he even said hello, who here doesn't want to peel off your skin? Yang Zhen's sudden greeting made everyone a little dazed for a moment. How should they respond? Would it be a bit low-class to curse back directly? But if they didn't curse back, should they say hello to him?

Everyone shuddered subconsciously. What a joke! In such a life-threatening situation, who would dare to say hello to Yang Zhen? If they were mistaken for Yang Zhen’s companion, they would definitely die without knowing how they died.

Princess Changyang looked at Yang Zhen in a daze. She really couldn't understand why he could still be so calm in such a situation, as if the people in front of him were not his enemies but his friends.

At this moment, Princess Changyang also guessed Yang Zhen's name. He was probably the much-talked-about 'Yang Baopi', but... Yang Zhen didn't seem to be as shameless as the legend said.

In the crowd, Duan Lang sneered and said to the people around him: "Don't be impatient, Yang Zhen is asking for his own death, so you can't blame me for borrowing a knife to kill him. Just don't let these angry people really kill him, I still need to torture the Three Yuan Ghost Shadow Sword."

"yes!"

The atmosphere in the entire valley was solemn, and everyone was staring at Yang Zhen who was slowly walking forward.

Yang Zhen, ah Yang Zhen, you have come to this day too? Duan Langcai really wanted to change his laughter to express his cheerful mood.

"Duan Langcai, if you dare to show up again, I will kill you!"

The sudden scolding startled Duan Langcai. He looked hurriedly towards the source of the sound, got into a defensive posture, and suddenly drew out the long sword in his hand that was emitting an ice-blue light, making a beautiful sword flower.

However, the imagined fatal blow did not occur. A hot young woman jumped up from the crowd, holding a long whip in her hand emitting a dark green light, and whipped Yang Zhen.

Boom! The long whip burst out a terrifying wave of air, like a rushing river, shocking everyone.

"Little girl, don't think I dare not kill you!"

Yang Zhen met the attack with his long sword, and the whip was deflected away with a bang. He was very familiar with Zhen Ping'er's martial arts and naturally knew how to resolve it. No matter how tricky Zhen Ping'er's whip was, it could not break Yang Zhen's defense.

Zhen Ping'er sneered: "Duan Langcai, you despicable bastard, if I don't kill you today, you don't deserve the title of little witch."

The people around stared at Zhen Ping'er and Yang Zhen in amazement, then looked at Duan Langcai whose face turned blue with anger, and suddenly they felt that their brains were not enough.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said, "I, Duan Langcai, have been traveling the martial arts world for many years. I have always kept my name and surname. If you want to kill me, you have to go back and practice for another hundred years!"

"Bah!" Zhen Ping'er said disdainfully, "The one who doesn't change his name is Yang Zhen. How can a sinister and despicable person like you be compared with him? You are not even as good as Yang Zhen's finger."

Duan Lang was about to explain when he staggered and almost fell.

Who am I? What am I doing? Who is Duan Langcai? What's going on? When did Duan Langcai become such a sinister, despicable, shameless and mean person, not even as good as... not even as good as a finger of Yang Zhen? Yang Zhen avoided Zhen Ping'er's long whip, blinked at Duan Langcai, whose face was red and blue, and said loudly: "Bah, even though I, Duan Langcai, am sinister, despicable, shameless and mean, I can't be as good as a finger of Yang Zhen, the most handsome man in the world, right?"

Hearing Yang Zhen shamelessly say that he was the most handsome man in the world, Princess Changyang, with a strange look on her face, burst out laughing, while the people around her felt uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly.

It’s so shameless, so shameless!

Someone else said that he was the most handsome man in the world? Zhen Ping'er was so angry that her face turned pale. She pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Duan Langcai, you admit that you are insidious, despicable and shameless. If you have one ten-thousandth of Yang Zhen's courage, you would not do such a despicable thing."

After hearing this, everyone looked at Duan Langcai strangely.

"You fool, what does the feud between Duan Langcai and Zhen Ping'er have to do with you, an outsider?" Yang Zhen glared at Duan Langcai, turned around and said to Zhen Ping'er: "Ahaha, even if Duan Langcai is a shameless bastard, he is not inferior to Yang Zhen's handsome finger. You defend Yang Zhen so much, do you like him?"

Zhen Ping'er was stunned and forgot to attack for a moment. Her pretty face turned red with anger. She pointed at Yang Zhen and said:

"I just like Yang Zhen, so what? You, a despicable bastard, actually offered a reward for his arrest, but he single-handedly fought against the entire Youzhou Conference. Ha, this kind of courage is not comparable to that of a villain like you. I just want to say that everyone here is trash. How can you say that?"

Yang Zhen was stunned, staring and asked: "Do you really like him?"

Zhen Ping'er suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere around her. She looked back in confusion. Senior Sister Fang was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to crawl into the ground. She said something in Zhen Ping'er's ear.

After hearing Senior Sister Fang's explanation, Zhen Ping'er screamed in surprise, her face as red as the sunset. She glared at Yang Zhen fiercely, turned around and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhen stared blankly at Zhen Ping'er's departing back. What was going on? When did a little fan girl appear out of nowhere?

"Yang! Really!"

A hysterical roar was heard, and Duan Lang's face turned black. The long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a terrifying wave of air, and the whole person rushed towards Yang Zhen like a flood and a beast.

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"The third level of the foundation building period!"

The crowd around exclaimed and looked at Duan Langcai who was rushing towards them in horror.

Yang Zhen was also shocked. Is this guy cheating?

Duan Lang was still at the ninth level of the Condensation Period some time ago, but now he is already at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Period. With his extraordinary aptitude, he has only cultivated to the third level of the Foundation Establishment Period until now. Although he was only at the first level of the Condensation Period when Duan Lang was at the ninth level of the Condensation Period, he really has something special.

It seems that in order to let Duan Lang get back the Sanyuan Ghost Shadow Sword, the old man Wan Quan spent a lot of money.

Princess Changyang had already reunited with her people. Seeing this scene, she frowned and asked, "Three-star weapon?"

The middle-aged man in fancy clothes beside him nodded and said, "It should be a three-star weapon. With the same cultivation level of the third level of the foundation-building period, Yang Zhen has almost no chance of winning."

"Then isn't Yang Zhen in danger?"

The middle-aged man in fancy clothes gave Princess Changyang a strange look and said, "Princess, do you seem to care a lot about Yang Zhen?"

Princess Changyang shook her head and said, "He just helped me."

As she spoke, Princess Changyang turned away, as if she remembered something, and a trace of discomfort flashed across her jade-like face.

"Do you want my subordinates to help him?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"No need..." Princess Changyang remembered Yang Zhen's words: "Let's talk about it later."

(End of this chapter)