Bastard, shameless bastard! Seeing Yang Zhen rushing towards them, all the disciples of Tianshu Holy Land were stunned.

The next moment, everyone was in an uproar, and rushed away quickly. The entire Tianshu Holy Land camp scattered wildly in all directions like flowers from heaven.

Everyone had never hated the Thousand Tribulations Thunder Sword as much as they did now. This sword technique was indeed terrifying, but why did the Thunder Dragon you created chase people? Now that Yang Zhen was rushing towards them, if they let this bastard rush into the crowd, wouldn't his flesh and blood be all over the place? This kind of bleeding was unacceptable, it would cost lives! Everyone secretly hated that they didn't have a pair of wings, and they all tried desperately to avoid this bastard Yang Zhen.

Elder Hu watched Yang Zhen rushing towards the Tianshu Holy Land camp with a sky full of thunder dragon tails, and he was furious and roared to the sky: "Yang Zhen, you shameless bastard, if you have the guts, fight me, shameless, bastard!"

Seeing the head nurse being so angry at Yang Zhen that he kept jumping in the air and chasing Yang Zhen and slashing with a sword, everyone felt it was ridiculous and at the same time had an urge to laugh.

A good battle between Zhoutian-level strong men was turned into a fight between two ordinary people who were swearing and chasing each other by Yang Zhen. Elder Hu, a highly respected senior, not only had no way to deal with Yang Zhen, but he chased Yang Zhen and kept hacking at him with his sword.

It would be understandable if they could just chop him with a sword, but Yang Zhen's figure was like a loach, constantly darting around in the crowd, and no one could do anything about it. This deep feeling of powerlessness made not only Elder Hu, but everyone present feel furious.

I have seen many despicable people, but I have never seen one as despicable as this one. Fighting with this bastard Yang Zhen is like a hard practice. Any cultivator who is a little uneasy in his state of mind will definitely be angered by Yang Zhen to the point of vomiting blood.

Puff! Many of the descendants of Tianshu Holy Land were swept by the thunder dragon tails dragged by Yang Zhen. They immediately vomited blood, fell from mid-air, and landed on the ground with a plop.

"Beep... Beep his mother, this Yang Zhen is really shameless to the extreme. In this kind of battle, let alone more than a thousand disciples of Tianshu Holy Land, even if the Tianshu Holy Lord himself came, he would not be able to do anything to Yang Zhen."

"How is it possible? It is said that the Holy Lord of Tianshu has profound cultivation, and his every move carries the charm of the great Dao of heaven and earth. Although Yang Zhen is shameless, once he meets the Holy Lord of Tianshu, he will be unable to move."

"Yes, I once had the honor of seeing the Holy Lord Tianshu take action from afar. The terrifying aura of the Tao when he raised his hand almost enveloped the heaven and earth, making people shudder. I just don't know why the Holy Lord Tianshu didn't come in person this time. I guess I won't be able to see the Holy Lord Tianshu take action again."

"How can we trouble the Holy Lord of Tianshu to come in person for Yang Zhen? However... Tianshu Holy Land seems to have underestimated Yang Zhen. With these 1,000 people, plus the people from Yaochi Holy Land, I'm afraid they really can't do anything to Yang Zhen."

"Oh, look at Yang Zhen. He just refuses to confront Elder Hu head-on. He rushes all the way over and runs to crowded places. Elder Hu is obviously furious."

Everyone around was talking about it, and from time to time someone would let out a wail and fall from the air.

No one noticed that a sneaky black shadow was moving around on the ground. Whenever someone fell, this black shadow would always come over. And after the black shadow passed, no matter what level of cultivators they were, the storage rings on their fingers would all disappear.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily in mid-air, feeling refreshed like never before.

"Damn it, I am really convinced. Can Yang Zhen be even more shameless?"

Seeing that almost half of the descendants of Tianshu Holy Land were injured, the remaining ones hid far away in groups of three or five. When they saw Yang Zhen rushing towards this direction, they scattered and resolutely refused to give Yang Zhen any chance.

This method left Yang Zhen helpless for a while. In addition, the thunderclouds in the air lost control and gradually dissipated. The thunder dragon behind Yang Zhen also slowly disappeared.

Elder Hu laughed loudly, the long sword in his hand swelled up in the wind, but this time no thunder energy burst out. He pointed the sword at Yang Zhen and roared, "Yang Zhen, little boy, where can you escape this time!"

Boom! A loud noise that shook the earth was heard, and a ball of green light suddenly burst out from Elder Hu's body. He rushed towards Yang Zhen like a green lightning bolt, and the sword in his hand shot out with great momentum.

"Yang Zhen has nowhere to escape. I wonder if he can continue to be so shameless this time."

"You are still so shameless in this situation? If Yang Zhen can still handle it, I will never use the sword in my hand again from now on."

"Damn it, brother, do you want to swear such a vicious oath?"

"What are you afraid of? Yang Zhen is going to die anyway. To be honest, I will die today if I buy three top-grade purple crystals from Yang Zhen."

"This...is not good. What does Yang really want to do?"

Hearing this, the cultivator who had bought three top-grade purple crystals from Yang Zhen and was doomed to die today changed expression drastically. He looked up into the air in horror and suddenly turned pale.

Yang Zhen suddenly took out the Daque Sword, grinned and said to Elder Hu who rushed over: "Sorry, this Sao Saint suddenly doesn't want to escape anymore."

As he said that, Yang Zhen yelled at the sneaky cat under his feet: "Damn it, you are so useless. Stop looking for storage rings. I just heard someone betting. Go buy some. Don't buy too much. It will be bad if the odds are low."

After hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present opened their mouths in confusion.

What kind of ears are these? The mean cat was stunned when he heard this, and with a strange laugh, he grabbed the last storage ring and ran towards the crowd of people watching the battle, obviously looking for the monk who was manipulating the situation.

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The cultivator who bought three top-grade purple crystals from Yang Zhen turned pale upon hearing this. He staggered and suddenly cried out in surprise, “Oh no, Master Ma, I have to buy Yang Zhen five more top-grade purple crystals so that he won’t die today!”

Elder Hu's face turned ashen, and he roared in rage. Suddenly, a raging fire burned on his body, and the green flames shot straight into the sky. The whole person seemed to have completely exploded, and with a roar, the sound was deafening, and he rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"You bastard, if I don't kill you today, I won't be able to return to Tianshu Holy Land."

Seeing that Elder Hu's soul was burning, everyone was shocked, with a look of shock on their faces.

Yang Zhen, this bastard, actually made Elder Hu so angry? Just when Elder Hu was about to scream at Yang Zhen, a light snort came from the sky and spread throughout the valley in an instant, and everyone's face suddenly changed.

A solemn look flashed across the face of the Saint Lord of Yao Chi. He looked up at the sky with narrowed eyes and said in a deep voice: "Ding Dian!"

Buzz! The sky and the earth changed color, and a group of people fell from the sky. As these people fell from the sky, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of terrifying aura.

Yang Zhen narrowed his eyes, looked up, and his expression changed.

"Damn it, the tough guy finally couldn't hold it in anymore."

(End of this chapter)