Another earth-shaking roar rolled in from the sky, the deafening sound waves made people shudder under the shock of true energy.
Yang Zhen was startled by the loud voice, and when he looked up he laughed.
Ma Dexing no longer looked like an immortal. Even when he was standing on the flying sword, he did not look like a master at all. He was just like a raging lion, furious.
Obviously, Zhang Zongjim should have woken up and told Ma Dexing about the blood silkworms.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ma Dexing knew that he had been fooled by Yang Zhen and had killed the wrong person in front of so many people. He slapped Duan Langcai to death. It would be strange if he was not furious.
Wang Shuiyan and others looked pale, not understanding why Yang Zhen would offend such a powerful figure. Ma Dexing, the elder of the Donglin Sect, was at the Jindan stage and was a well-known senior master in the entire Youyang Kingdom. Yet, he was actually angered by Yang Zhen into this state.
Mr. Lu's eyes flashed with a gloating expression, and he turned to Wang Shuiyan and said, "This Yang Zhen is really a disaster star. Wherever he goes, there are chaos. Now he has even offended the elders of the Donglin Sect. He is simply asking for his own life. However, he has some self-knowledge and knows that he is an ominous person."
A woman next to him also said with fear: "Yes, Shuiyan, you actually invited such a person to travel with us. Fortunately, he left on his own. Otherwise, if Senior Ma was held responsible, how could you and I bear the consequences?"
Wang Shuiyan stared blankly at Yang Zhen's hurried back and said angrily, "Young Master Yang didn't offend us, why are you trying to take advantage of us?"
No offense?
Mr. Lu and the woman looked at each other, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across their faces.
It was more than an offense. Mr. Lu felt humiliated that Yang Zhen had snatched his love away. To add insult to injury was the least of his fault. If possible, he wanted to kick Yang Zhen's corpse a few times after he was killed by Ma Dexing.
"Shui... Miss Wang, no matter what, since Yang Zhen has angered Senior Ma so much that he is willing to fly his sword to chase him, there is no way Yang Zhen will survive."
Master Lu regained his gentle and elegant expression and said to Wang Shuiyan, "Let's leave here as soon as possible. Senior Ma is not someone we can afford to offend."
Wang Shuiyan hesitated and then shook her head: "I always feel that Yang Zhen will not die so easily."
“He won’t die?” Master Lu laughed and said, “Then we’ll just watch from here. If Yang Zhen can escape from Senior Ma’s hands, I’ll…”
"What did you say?" Wang Shuiyan glanced at Master Lu indifferently.
Master Lu was annoyed by Wang Shuiyan's indifferent expression, and gritted his teeth and said, "If Yang Zhen can survive, I will slap myself twice and never talk about Yang Zhen again."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but then they were relieved. As Master Lu said, Yang Zhen actually offended a Jindan-stage expert. How could he have a chance to survive? Now, even if Master Lu wanted to beat him up a thousand times, Yang Zhen would not be able to give him the chance.
At this time, Ma Dexing had already chased after him on his sword, and shouted again in mid-air: "Yang Zhen, little boy, why don't you stop and die!"
"Bah!"
Yang Zhen didn't know that he was now under the attention of Wang Shuiyan and others. Hearing this, he turned around and spat, pointed at Ma Dexing's nose and cursed: "Do you think I'm a fool? I won't stop. If you have the guts, stop!"
Ma Dexing snorted coldly, and the flying sword stopped in mid-air, pointing at Yang Zhen angrily: "I have already stopped, you... are so presumptuous, you dare to play tricks on me?"
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, holding his stomach and staggering, almost falling to the ground: "Old man, you are really a talent, just stop when I tell you to."
"You...you bastard, I will make you live a life worse than death."
"I'm not afraid of you, an old thing, come and chase me!"
Puff!
Wang Shuiyan really couldn't help laughing out loud on the spot, looking at Yang Zhen with both amusement and anger.
Master Lu and the others were also stunned as they watched Yang Zhen and Ma Dexing chasing and cursing at each other, and they all felt like their brains were not enough.
Yang Zhen... actually dared to scold Ma Dexing, and even treated him like a fool? What kind of person is Ma Dexing, how could he be a fool?
This operation is so skillful and perfect.
Boom! Furious, Ma Dexing casually swung out a torrent of energy. The terrifying true energy condensed in mid-air and turned into a spear, rushing towards Yang Zhen. The violent energy waves made bursts of piercing sounds of breaking through the air. One can imagine how terrifying the power was.
Yang Zhen's heart shuddered. He could feel that if he was hit by this force, even if his Ancient Elephant Thunder Body was perfected, he would not be able to withstand it. After all, the difference in strength between the two was too great.
There was no time to turn around. Yang Zhen could only rely on instinct to sense the approaching danger. A white cloud suddenly burst out from under his feet, and in the rolling air waves, the whole person leaped forward.
Boom!
A deafening roar was heard in the valley. Yang Zhen's body was blown away and fell to the ground in a mess. The wood he was carrying fell off.
Yang Zhen wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, bent down to pick up the wood on the ground and stuck it on the ground, staring at Ma Dexing coldly.
Ma Dexing sneered, floating in the air and looking down at Yang Zhen, with a hint of cold murderous disdain in his eyes.
"You bastard, just run!"
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Many people like the game of cat and mouse, because the feeling of having the person at the mercy of others is really good. Ma Dexing likes this feeling very much. The more hysterically and desperately Yang Zhen fights, the happier Ma Dexing is.
But what surprised Ma Dexing was that Yang Zhen did not show any desperate anger, but looked at Ma Dexing with an increasingly calm expression.
"That was just a warm-up. Do I need to run to deal with an old guy like you?"
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, holding the wooden stick in his right hand and pointing at Ma Dexing with his left hand: "Come on, old man, I'll let you hit me with three swords!"
"What?" Ma Dexing was stunned, thinking he had misheard. After seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, he suddenly became furious.
Wang Shuiyan and others were even more stunned. They had seen arrogant people before, but they had never seen someone so arrogant. Yang Zhen, a cultivator at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, was facing a powerful existence at the Golden Core Stage, and he actually asked him to use three swords?
How is this different from seeking death? Wang Shuiyan looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, as if she wanted to see clearly from Yang Zhen's face where Yang Zhen's confidence came from, but she failed. The confidence on Yang Zhen's face was purely natural and did not seem to be pretended.
"You are such a sharp-tongued, insidious and cunning boy. Do you think I need you to give in? Don't expect me to be provoked by you and let you use three swords. I can tell you clearly that you are dead!"
As he spoke, Ma Dexing slowly landed on the ground. The long sword under his feet suddenly burst out with a ball of green light and rushed towards Yang Zhen. For a moment, there were lightning and thunder, and his true energy exploded like thunder.
"This sword is called Jinglei, and it is a high-level magic weapon. It is your good fortune to die under this sword!"
"It's over!"
Wang Shuiyan's face changed and she closed her eyes, unwilling to see the next scene.
However, at this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly laughed out loud, and slammed his right hand heavily on the wooden stick: "Old man, you've been fooled!"
Buzz! A terrifying wave of air rushed from the wooden stick in all directions, and the whole stick was broken into countless pieces in Yang Zhen's hand. Although Yang Zhen's face was a little pale, there was a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The thunder, as violent as a thunder dragon, fell in front of Yang Zhen with a bang. Yang Zhen picked it up and ran away.
"What...what happened?"
Master Lu and the others looked bewildered.
(End of this chapter)
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