"If you have the guts, come and bully this slut and see how he does it?"

As Yang Zhen laughed loudly, a terrifying Dao energy burst out with a bang, directly squeezing the young man's Dao energy away.

That’s right, it was squeezed away, there was nothing left!

"No, that's impossible!"

The young man's face changed drastically, he roared, and frantically urged his Dao energy.

It 's not like the young man had never seen more terrifying Dao Yun, but where was the Dao Yun pushed away? Not to mention the cultivators of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage, even if the Half-Step Great Sage released the Dao Yun, it was just a competition, and there was only a situation of who suppressed who. Where was there a direct push away?

At this moment, the young man even doubted whether he was practicing a false Taoism.

Boom! The violent air waves in the air turned upside down, and the endless thunder surged, crackling like hell on earth.

But the expression on Yang Zhen's face became brighter and brighter. He looked like the silly son of the next-door neighbor, so harmless that people felt that anyone could bully Yang Zhen.

But the fact was quite the opposite. After the young man was pushed away by Dao Yun, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the young woman's face became extremely ugly.

"Come on, if you don't come now you won't have a chance."

Yang Zhen stood in the center of Shangyuan Hall and waved to the two of them. The group of people behind him were stunned with fear.

Liu Ruoning covered her mouth tightly, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

Hearing that Yang Zhen had already cultivated to the first level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage, Liu Ruoning and others felt unbelievable.

Now seeing Yang Zhen fighting against two powerful men of the eighth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage on his own, and appearing to be at ease, everyone looked at each other with shock on their faces.

A strong man in the first level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage suppressed two cultivators in the eighth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage so much that they couldn't even raise their heads?

Not to mention hearing it, even seeing it with my own eyes felt like it was unreal.

"It seems that what Yang Zhen said about him driving away two half-step great saints might be true." Lu Chenghui murmured to himself. The more he looked at Yang Zhen, the more he liked him.

There was a kind look on Master Changyue's face. He said three "good"s in a row, but couldn't say anything else. Looking at his two disciples, Yang Zhen and Liu Ruoning, his face was full of pride.

Being able to train two such outstanding disciples in one's lifetime is enough to make one feel so proud.

“Yang Zhen, it is rumored that you can slash three Heavenly Wraths with one sword. It seems that this is true. But I want to see if you have the ability to leave the two of us behind!”

The young woman screamed, and the sword in her hand suddenly turned into countless petals, flying all over the sky, forming terrifying auras, covering the sky and the sun, and rushing towards Yang Zhen.

"Die!"

The young man also exploded. The long sword in his hand was like a long dragon. Amidst the roars of dragons and tigers, monstrous waves of air surged and tumbled. While rushing towards Yang Zhen, the whole person suddenly pressed towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and suddenly a thin long sword appeared in his hand. He swung the sword fiercely and shouted angrily: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Buzz! There was a sound of clashing swords, and in the air not only countless long swords appeared, but also countless Yang Zhens, all holding long swords and performing fancy sword moves, rushing towards the two men.

"not good!"

The young woman was horrified, with a look of horror on her face. She screamed, "Quechen Holy Sword, how could the Quechen Holy Sword be in your hands?"

Hearing the name of the Quechen Holy Sword, the young man's face suddenly turned extremely pale. He shouted angrily, "Yang Zhen, you are looking for death. The Quechen Holy Sword is the holy sword of my Great You Dynasty. It has always been in the hands of the Half-Step Great Sage. How could it be in your hands?"

Countless Yang Zhens had bright smiles on their faces. They blinked at the two of them and said, "Guess?"

"You!" The young woman showed a sadistic look on her face. She stared at Yang Zhen coldly and said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, there are too many uncertainties about Yang Zhen. Let's use the Quechen Zhentian Sword to take his life."

“Quechen Zhentian Sword?” A look of shock flashed across the young man’s face, and he immediately gritted his teeth and said, “Okay, but I still can’t fully master the Quechen Zhentian Sword, so please give me a hand, Senior Sister Fang!”

Boom! A sound that shook the universe was heard, and a surge of blood and energy suddenly erupted from the young man's body, and the sword light in the air was stained with a layer of tyrannical aura.

As expected, the young man performed the skill, his face turned pale, and blood spurted out wildly, as if his body was hollowed out. With a ferocious look on his face, he rushed towards Yang Zhen.

"Junior brother, I will help you!"

A light shout was heard, and the young woman jumped up, but suddenly turned around in mid-air and rushed out of Shangyuan Hall.

"Fang Xialan, you liar..."

The young man had already been attacked by Quechen's Heaven-shaking Sword. Now, without Fang Xialan's help, and without even running to Yang Zhen, he fell to the ground with a plop, spurting out a large mouthful of blood. He stared at Fang Xialan, who had already disappeared, and shouted in a stern voice: "Fang Xialan, you bastard, I will not let you go even if I die and turn into a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man suddenly slapped himself on the head and died instantly.

Before he died, the young man said to Yang Zhen with his mouth full of blood: "Asshole...Asshole, what a pity, in the end, I still couldn't...die in your hands."

Damn, even at this point, this bastard is still so cocky.

Yang Zhen sighed, came to the young man, squatted beside him and said: "Actually, I didn't mean to kill you!"

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“Puff, puff, puff…”

The young man's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he spat out blood continuously. He pointed at Yang Zhen tremblingly, and fell to the ground with a thud. He was so angry that his soul almost died.

The mean cat walked up to Yang Zhen and said with a curled lip, "Damn it, these two bastards are bullying your fellow disciples like this, and you're not going to kill them yet?"

Yang Zhen glared and said, "I am just fooling two idiots. You don't believe me. These two bastards dare to bully my people. Don't even think about leaving Baiyun Mountain alive."

"Yang Zhen...are you okay?"

Liu Ruoning stood behind Yang Zhen with a complicated expression, looking at Yang Zhen, wanting to say something but stopping herself. But her gaze kept drifting towards Han Yan'er. Suddenly, she felt a little ashamed of herself, and her eyes dimmed.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, hugged Liu Ruoning and said, "Okay, very good, Senior Sister, I'm back."

As he said that, Yang Zhen turned around and came to Lu Chenghui and Changyue Zhenren and said, "Sect Master, Master, I'm back late."

Lu Chenghui laughed heartily, feeling relieved. He patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, it's not too late. By the way, why did you suddenly come here?"

Yang Zhen shrugged and said, "It's hard to explain in a few words. Let's talk about the matter of Baiyun Mountain first. Why did the Great You Dynasty come to us?"

Master Chang Yue snorted, rolled his eyes at Yang Zhen, and said, "It's all your fault. The Great You Dynasty is now the largest force in Youzhou Continent. I heard that even in other continents, there are no strong men like the Half-Step Great Sage. How did you offend them?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's not that I want to offend them, but they force me to offend them."

Lu Chenghui and Master Changyue looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then sighed and said, "Now that it has come to this, what should we do from now on?"

Yang Zhen smiled and said, "I think what Senior Sister said is right. Although we are not aggressive, we cannot be bullied casually. They want to inherit the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, so we will just rob them and run away."

"Fly away?"

Lu Chenghui frowned and said, "Yang Zhen, although Shangyuan Sect is small, it is still a sect passed down by our ancestors. You let me..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was delighted and said, "Old Sect Master, Shangyuan Sect doesn't only have this one territory."

"Wh…what do you mean?"

The whole group of people were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment.

(End of this chapter)