Standing not far away, Long Ling saw his father exuding a strong smell of violence and blood, and felt an unprecedented panic.
Whoosh!
Long Canghai twisted his neck and stared, his blood-red eyes looking at Long Ling and Long Jie, baring his teeth and showing a ferocious smile.
Gudong!
Longling and his son were so frightened that they took a few steps back, looking wary.
"Dad, grandpa, what's wrong?"
Long Jie was so frightened that his back felt cold. He felt like his grandfather had become a different person after not seeing him for two years.
"Not sure."
Long Ling shook his head and said solemnly: "But your grandpa has already controlled this kid Yang Chen. As long as your grandpa gets Liuhe Bahuang Jin, my Long family can rest easy in the future!"
"Master Long, you are really daydreaming."
At this moment, Yang Chen, who was under control, actually smiled.
"ah!"
Before Long Ling could react, the ferocious-looking Long Canghai suddenly trembled violently, screamed and roared in his throat, and then turned 360 degrees in the air, hitting Yang Chen's feet heavily.
Yang Chen raised his feet, spiritual energy surged, and hundreds of kilograms of power suppressed the pale-faced Long Canghai to the ground.
"dad!"
"grandfather!"
"Yang Chen, let go of my grandfather!"
The father and son of the Long family looked at this scene, exclaimed and rushed forward.
"Go away!"
Yang Chen didn't even raise his head. With a wave of his hand, the powerful spiritual energy directly knocked the two of them away.
At this time, Long Canghai's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, he stared at Yang Chen, and showed a cruel smile: "Yang Chen, I must get Liuhe Bahuang Jin today!"
"Just based on the soul-breaking technique you learned?"
Yang Chen looked down at Long Canghai, who was still struggling at his feet, and said lightly.
"How do you know the Soul Splitting Technique?"
When Long Canghai heard the three soul-splitting techniques, his body froze and he looked at Yang Chen in disbelief.
"I not only know the Soul Splitting Technique, but I also know that you were able to improve your cultivation by leaps and bounds in just two years. You relied on this set of cultivation techniques of Soul Gate. You harvested the soul power of many people before you broke through to the Qi Training Realm.
Probably later."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Long Canghai, the sword finger of his right hand condensed, and a sword energy appeared and pressed against Long Canghai's neck: "Now I can give you a chance, as long as you tell me where the soul gate is, I can
Let three generations of your grandparents go!"
"Don't even think about it!"
"If you dare to kill me, my master will never let you go!"
"If you are wise, hand over the Liuhe Bahuang Jin right now, and I can spare your life!"
Long Canghai, who was being stepped on, was filled with pride when he mentioned Soul Gate.
"Are you practicing the Soul-Splitting Technique and practicing stupidity?"
"You are not qualified to make demands on me now."
Yang Chen snorted coldly, and suddenly grabbed the void with his right hand, and the powerful spiritual energy instantly enveloped Long Jie who was seven or eight meters away.
Long Jie only felt that he was trapped for an instant, and the next moment Yang Chen pinched his throat and lifted him up.
"Xiaojie!"
Long Ling, who staggered to his feet, saw his son being held in Yang Chen's hands, and roared as he was about to rush forward.
but.
The severe pain in his internal organs caused him to kneel on the ground with a plop.
Below the level of Qi refining, everyone is just an ant. This statement is not groundless.
Even if he is a great master in the land realm, he has no power to fight back in front of Yang Chen, let alone Long Jie who only has the innate realm.
"Yang Chen, let's make a deal. As long as you let my son go, I can return the Azure Technique to you and let you go!"
"My Long family will never trouble you in the future!"
In desperation, Longling cupped his fists and said.
"shut up!"
"My Long family has the Soul Sect as its backer, but Yang Chen dares to take action?"
Long Canghai, who was trampled under his feet, saw his son lowering his head towards Yang Chen and roared angrily: "If you dare to let Yang Chen go, don't blame me for denying you relatives and sucking the power of your soul!"
"Crack!"
As soon as Long Canghai finished speaking, Yang Chen suddenly exerted force on his right hand.
The struggling Long Jie instantly lowered his head and his arms swayed with inertia, lifeless.
"Xiaojie, my son!"
"Dad, he is your biological grandson, your biological grandson!"
Long Ling watched his son die in Yang Chen's hands like this, and was thrown at his feet like garbage. Long Ling's eyes were moist, and he stamped his feet in anger, pointed at Long Canghai's nose and roared: "Dad,
What kind of evil magic have you practiced, and how did you become like this!"
"Just right!"
But at this moment, Long Canghai seemed to be possessed.
Looking at Long Jie's body, a look of longing appeared on his face.
Bang!
He grabbed it from the air, and Long Jie's body rushed towards him quickly.
Long Canghai put his right hand on Long Jie's head and used the Soul Splitting Technique again. Long Jie's mental power was instantly absorbed by him.
"Yang Chen, I want you to die!"
Qi practitioners who practice the Soul-Splitting Technique can recover extremely quickly as long as they have enough soul power to replenish their energy.
A powerful aura force erupted from his body, and the blood-red aura filled the air. He bounced off Yang Chen's feet, then jumped up, and the next moment he appeared in front of Long Ling.
"Dad, what do you want to do?"
Long Ling looked at Long Canghai, whose face was covered with bloodstains. His eyes were straight and his back was so frightened that his back went cold.
"Master Long, goodbye."
Yang Chen looked at this scene, with a playful smile on his lips, and waved towards Longling.
Snap!
Before Long Ling understood what Yang Chen meant, Long Canghai, who was controlled by the soul-splitting technique, slapped his son on the head.
"ah!"
Long Ling screamed and fell to his knees, lifeless.
At this moment, Long Canghai greedily absorbed the spiritual power of Long Ling and others. The aura on his body continued to rise, and the entire courtyard was filled with the smell of blood.
Yang Chen stood not far away, calmly lit a cigarette, and watched Long Canghai smoke the members of the Long family: "Eager for success, in the end he was controlled by the soul-splitting technique. Long Ling never dreamed that Long Canghai would
The entire family would die at the hands of his father."
"I asked Lin Canghai, do you still want to fight?"
About two minutes later, after smoking a cigarette, Yang Chen clapped his hands, calmly looked at Long Canghai, whose breath had broken through to the early stage of Qi Condensation Realm, and said.
"Yang Chen, I have now broken through to the Qi Condensation Realm."
"From now on, I will be invincible throughout China!"
"Today, I will let you taste the feeling of having your soul forcibly removed!"
Long Canghai turned his head, which really startled Yang Chen.
The originally fair face turned pale, covered with bloodshot eyes, the lips were purple and black, and the eyes were filled with blood red, making him look like a mutated monster.
There was a powerful bloody aura in his breath.
"I am so old that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin."
Yang Chen raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the powerful spiritual energy in his dantian burst out.
Bang!
There was an explosion in the air, and Yang Chen struck towards Long Canghai like a cannonball.
"Soul Thorn!"
Long Canghai, who had reached the Qi Condensation Realm, raised his hand and dozens of blood-red soul thorns condensed in front of him and struck towards Yang Chen like arrow feathers.
"Rubbish!"
Facing so many soul thorns, Yang Chen was not afraid at all.
"Buddha Tiangang!"
Yang Chen clasped his hands together, golden light flashed all over his body, and Sanskrit sounds burst out.
As the Soul Thorn struck, Yang Chen waved his hands, and hundreds of Buddha Tiangang Palms flew out.
Bang bang bang!
The air in the entire courtyard was heavy and loud, sand and rocks were flying, the floor was cracking, and the wind was howling.
Yang Chen took a quick step and appeared in front of Long Canghai.
"You're only in the Qi Condensation realm, but you still dare to show off in front of me."
"Don't you want Liuhe Bahuang Jin?"
"Then I want you to try what the Eight Desolate Fist is!"
Yang Chen clenched his fists, his arms shook, and there was a banging sound all over his body. The powerful spiritual energy was mobilized according to the "Liuhe Bahuangjin" technique route. The spiral spiritual energy gathered in his fists, and he immediately struck a straight punch towards
Long Canghai attacks.
"puff!"
The blood-red energy shield in front of Long Canghai didn't resist for even a second. It was shattered by a punch. Immediately, the Bahuang Fist hit Long Canghai's Dantian hard, and the whole person flew ten meters backwards and hit the wall.
, and then rolled to the ground, vomiting blood mouth after mouthful.
At this moment, Yang Chen appeared in front of him, holding his throat with his right hand: "The soul-breaking technique of the soul gate is nothing more than this!"
"You...who are you?"
Long Canghai, whose cultivation was crippled by a punch, his face turned ashen, his consciousness regained consciousness, and he asked in horror.
"Do you want to raise pigs?"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, looked at Long Canghai, who was more than ten years older, and suddenly asked.