Ning County, in the presidential suite of Shuanglin Hotel.
Shang Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, with white spiritual energy circulating around his body, and a dragon roaring behind him.
As the most talented disciple of the Kunlun Sect, Shang Yun has a bright future and is the future leader of the Kunlun Sect.
The highest level "Kunlun Jue" was operating, and half of Ning County's heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered towards the room.
"Yang Chen is just a person from Longhu Mountain, and his cultivation has reached the Golden Core Stage!"
"There are still a few days left for the big competition. I must work hard to break through to the Golden Core stage. Otherwise, this big competition will let Longhu Mountain steal the limelight, and where will our Kunlun Sect's face be put!"
"Junior Sister Zhao Ran, you know what you are doing, so you must believe that I will definitely kill Yang Chen to avenge you!"
Just when Shang Yun was concentrating on practicing, a gloomy murderous aura suddenly filled the air.
"who!"
Shang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the spiritual sword on the bed and rushed out of the room.
now.
On the sofa in the living room, a man in a black jacket was sitting on the sofa with a cigar in his hand and black sunglasses.
Waves of bloody aura filled his body, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the air became somewhat solidified.
Shang Yun squinted his eyes, the spiritual energy in his dantian quickly mobilized, and looked at the man on the sofa warily: "May I ask who you are?"
"Kunlun faction Shang Yun?"
The man slowly raised his head, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his mustache looked a little sexy.
"yes."
Shang Yun looked proud and calm: "Since you know my identity, you should know that there is a price to pay for breaking into my room!"
"Kunlun Sect claims to be the number one sect in the world of Qi training, but I think you, the great disciple, are nothing more than that."
The man crossed his legs and smiled.
"snort!"
"If you weren't afraid of our Kunlun Gate, you wouldn't come here in the middle of the night."
"Who are you?"
Shang Yun flipped his right hand, and the spiritual sword in his hand vibrated with fierce energy, and let out a dragon roar: "You only have one chance. If you wait for me to take action, you won't even have a chance to speak."
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
The man raised his fingers towards Shang Yun: "I heard that the most powerful thing about your Kunlun Sect is the Kunlun Sword Technique. Let me see it."
"court death!"
Shang Yun instantly became angry, picked up his spiritual energy and shot out a sword energy towards the man.
Bang!
The man remained motionless, and a blood-red spell appeared on his right hand, turning into an energy shield.
The incoming sword energy hit the defensive cover and instantly shattered. A strong wind shook the room, causing tables, chairs and benches to fall to the floor.
"Defensive spiritual weapon!"
Shang Yun has been at Kunlun Gate for so many years, so he still has some experience.
As soon as this man made a move, he could feel that this man's cultivation was only at the early stage of Qi Condensation Realm, which was one level worse than his own.
In addition, "Kunlun Sword Technique" is a top-level swordsmanship and is so powerful that even Qi refiners of the same level may not be able to stop it.
Obviously, this man's calmness relies on his defensive spiritual weapon.
"You still have some eyesight, but a talented young man like you is destined to die in my hands today."
The man stood up slowly, grabbed the air with his hands, and two groups of blood-red spiritual energy gathered in his palms.
Amidst the gusts of cold wind, there seemed to be sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Only you?"
Shang Yun narrowed his eyes and attacked the man in a flash.
"call out!"
The man just calmly flicked his fingers, and a spell instantly tore through Shang Yun's burst of sword energy and plunged directly into Shang Yun's chest.
"puff……"
Shang Yun stumbled and knelt on the ground on the spot.
On his chest, the talisman quickly dissolved, directly melting the flesh and blood on his chest.
"You...you are..."
Shang Yun looked at the man in front of him painfully, then fell into a pool of blood with a plop.
"I didn't expect that the bloodthirsty talisman given by the sect master is so overbearing. Even the Qi Refiner in the middle stage of Qi Condensation Realm can't resist it."
The man looked at the lifeless Shang Yun, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Tell the sect master that Shang Yun of the Kunlun Sect has been killed as planned. Then we can sit on the mountain and watch tigers and dragons fight.
Humen and Kunlunmen were both defeated in the great competition, and then it will be time for our souls to reappear!"
After saying that, the man used Shang Yun's fingers to write the word Yang Chen on the carpet, then jumped and disappeared into the room.
And the moment the man left, the door to the presidential suite was kicked open.
"Big Brother!"
Fu Hong, who heard the commotion, walked in and saw Shang Yun lying in a pool of blood.
He knelt on the ground with a plop, felt Shang Yun's pulse, and his whole body softened: "What's going on? How is this possible? Who did it?"
The next moment, Fu Hong rolled his eyes and saw the words on the carpet.
"Yang Chen!"
Fu Hong clenched her fists tightly, and a surge of anger burst out from her eyes: "Yang Chen of the Longhu Sect, if you dare to kill my senior brother of the Kunlun Sect, our Kunlun Sect will never give up!"
…
The next morning.
Yang Chen slept until noon before leaving the west wing.
He didn't know at this moment that Shang Yun died in Ning County last night.
"Honey, I'm going out for a trip and will be back in the afternoon."
Yang Chen looked at Li Xiaoran who was getting ready to go to the chicken farm and said.
"Okay, come back early in the afternoon and I will cook for you."
Li Xiaoran nodded with a smile and went out.
Yang Chen took the newly bought snacks from the trunk of the car and rode his motorcycle straight into the depths of Daqing Mountain.
Half an hour later.
Several spirit stones emitted light, and Yang Chen disappeared into the teleportation array with ease.
When he opened his eyes, he was already standing near the Lingchi of the Sword Sect's back mountain.
Yang Chen quickly restrained his breath, and after using Ling Dong to send a signal to Wei Ruxin, he ducked towards the cave behind the waterfall.
Since condensing the golden elixir, Yang Chen has not practiced well.
There will be a big competition at the Kunlun Gate in a few days, and Yang Chen knows that the old man will definitely let him go.
Since you want to go, you can't be embarrassed and you must win the championship.
So Yang Chen arrived at the Qi Training World Sword Sect early in the morning, preparing to practice in seclusion for a while.
"Senior, but you are inside?"
Just when Yang Chen was sitting cross-legged and preparing to practice, a familiar voice came from outside.
"who?"
Yang Chen flipped his right hand, Ling Dong was in his hand, with a guarded look on his face.
"Senior, it's me."
The next moment, Ding Yuxiu's figure appeared in the cave.