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Li Wuji¡¯s eyes became sharp and he said: ¡°It¡¯s not just elimination, I¡¯m afraid I want to kill Bai Jiuzhong and Zou Liuyun.¡±
Several people couldn't help but look at Yang Zhen. Yang Chen thought: "Bai Suo and Zou Yan should have a backup plan. They won't just watch two people who represent the future of their sect being plotted to death like this."
"Ancestor!" Qu Yang, the head of Qingcheng, showed a hint of uneasiness in his eyes and turned to look at Bai Suo.
Bai Suo's expression did not change, but his eyes became much deeper.
Yunmeng Mountain.
Zou Yan¡¯s expression became solemn, and he scolded Zou Xiang, the current head of the family: ¡°Sit down, do you still look like the head of the family?¡±
"No, dad, Liuyun"
"There's no way!" Zou Yan said with a solemn expression: "We didn't agree on the rules of fighting before, so there are no rules. Everything depends on Liu Yun and Jiuchong themselves."
"No, I can't let anything happen to Liu Yun. She can be defeated, but she can't die!"
Zou Xiang strode towards the door.
"Think about it"
"Dad, don't worry, I will only save Liu Yun when necessary and will not harm him."
"Whoosh!"
When Zou wanted to walk out of the room, he rose into the sky and flew towards Shanghai. At the same time, Qu Yang was also flying to Shanghai.
"Alas" Zou Yan sighed softly, looked towards the direction of the capital, and murmured in a low voice: "Yang Zhen, you became the king and united the West. And we don't have the strength to crush the West ¡¡±
"Lao Yang!" Zhang Feng said in the capital conference room: "I heard that your grandson is back?"
"He came back from another world, but he didn't return to Beijing. That brat probably went to Shanghai to watch the excitement," Yang Zhen said.
"Lao Yang, he won't fight for the little king, will he?" Zheng Sihai said with a smile.
Yang Zhen glanced at him and said, "He's a great warrior, so he's going to fight for nothing!"
Having said this, Yang Chen looked a little sad. He glanced at the six people and said, "We old guys have no successors!"
The six of them, Li Wuji, were silent. This was also where they felt tired. It's strange to say, what kind of geniuses are the seven of them?
It can be said that after the spiritual energy was revived, the seven of them worked together to calm down the chaotic world. Today's China was conquered by the seven of them. But none of their descendants became successful. Once the seven of them grow old, or even die. Their seven families may soon decline.
"Yang Chen is worth looking forward to!" Li Wuji said after a while.
Yang Zhen nodded, but then shook his head!
Li Wuji and the other six people all understood what Yang Zhen meant.
Nodding is acknowledging Yang Chen¡¯s qualifications and talents. He shook his head because he felt that Yang Chen was too young and his cultivation level was too low. It is impossible to connect seamlessly with their older generation. If the son's generation had Yang Chen's talent and qualifications
"Alas" Yang Zhen sighed in his heart.
Go to Shanghai.
The atmosphere on both sides of the Yangtze River was tense, and thousands of eyes were focused in the sky. ,
In mid-air.
The swords are at war, even though they haven¡¯t taken action yet, their momentum has already begun to collide!
"Sobbing"
Suddenly a sound that was very discordant with the current atmosphere appeared.
That¡¯s the sound of the flute!
The key thing is not the sound of the flute, but that the sound has a kind of magic.
The sound of the flute is full of emptiness, which makes people feel empty. The tense atmosphere just now gradually began to calm down in everyone's heart. Audiences on both sides of the Yangtze River couldn't help but look for the sound.
A bamboo raft flows downstream from the upper reaches of the river in the center of the river.
In front of the bamboo raft, Yang Chen was dressed in a retro white outfit with a long knife on his back.
In fact, his clothes are not retro at all, but the same clothes from that era. It was the oriental clothing he bought in the Holy Light City in another world. As he walked along the bamboo rafts, the river breeze blew, and his clothes were flying.
Next to him, half a body behind, was a girl wearing a sky-blue retro dress, holding a sky-blue umbrella on Yang Chen's head. The beauty of the East seemed to be epitomized in Liang Jiayi's body.
Behind the bamboo raft, Britney, dressed in an emerald green dress, held a flute across her lips, and the ethereal flute sound echoed on the river.
"It's the boss!" Liang Xianglong suddenly opened his eyes and blurted out among the crowd on the left bank of the Yangtze River.
"Tsk, tsk!" Xu Buqi, who was beside him, rubbed his teeth: "You can really hold a pen!""Fight!"
The two men collided in mid-air, swords and guns colliding.
The spear is like a dragon and the sword is like a mountain.
Just after the violent collision, Yang Chen's dragon intention and sword intention did not hold back at all, and Leon also understood the spear intention, and the big spear pierced a line, as fast as lightning. The big gun shook, and its tips spread out like a wall. He didn't even give Yang Chen a chance. The big spear was two and a half meters long. Yang Chen tried to bully it several times, but was blocked by the tip of the spear that shook like a wall. After a few rounds, Yang Chen was at a disadvantage.
Yang Chen frowned slightly and kept slashing with the long knife in his hand, but he knew in his heart that Leon's martial arts strength surpassed his own. Yang Chen's current cultivation level is at the peak of the Great Martial Arts Master, and his true strength is equivalent to the peak of the early Grand Master. And Leon's cultivation is the peak of Grandmaster. Don't forget, Leon's grandfather is King Judun Molay. As the strongest young generation of the Molay family, how could he not have the strength to jump to the next level?
Therefore, Leon's true strength is definitely more than the peak of the early stage of Grandmaster, which suppresses Yang Chen in terms of basic strength. If Yang Chen's sword wasn't better than Leon's marksmanship, he would have been injured at least by this time.