Linghu Xiong was confused at first, then quickly came to his senses. When he looked at the girl, he became extremely angry. He did not cover the girl's mouth, but asked extremely calmly: "Why?"
"I'm sorry." The girl replied with some guilt. Then she continued to shout for help.
Linghu Xiong did not push the girl away, letting the girl lie on her body, waiting for the arrival of the black hand behind her.
After a while, the black hand behind him arrived, just like he thought, Yang Chen!
Yang Chen looked at the "miserable" girl, his eyes blew fire, and said to Linghu Xiong in an extremely angry tone: "Linghu Xiong, what do you mean? That day the young lady wrote off the grudge between us. I haven't caused trouble for you these days, why do you take the initiative to cause trouble for me today? Don't you know that she is my woman?"
Before Linghu Xiong could speak, Yang Chen continued: "Since ancient times, the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife is irreconcilable. Although she and I have not married yet, I have treated her as a wife. So, today, either you die or I die. Brothers, are you saying that I did this too much?"
The traitors who followed Yang Chen immediately agreed: "It's not too much! Young Master Yang does this at all!"
"Even if the young lady knows about it in the future, we can still testify for Young Master Yang. It was this kid who took the initiative to cause trouble for Young Master Yang."
"Yes, Young Master Yang, just do it."
"If you need us, say it, we will never frown!"
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Linghu Xiong pushed away the girl who seemed to have lost her soul at this moment, stood up, and said to Yang Chen lightly: "If you want to cause trouble for me, come openly, why bother others?"
"Hmph, Linghu Xiong, are you afraid you said it was the opposite? Today you took the initiative to cause trouble for me!" Yang Chen said with a gloomy smile.
"Whatever you are here now, what do you want?" Linghu Xiong didn't want to have more verbal disputes with Yang Chen. Since Yang Chen had tolerated for a month or attacked him, it means that the conflict between him and Yang Chen was impossible to resolve. Since it could not be resolved, then solve it!
Yang Chen is just an eight-star swordsman, he hasn't taken it seriously yet.
"You die, or, you die, hahaha..." Yang Chen's laughter echoed in the woods, and there was no sign of his wife's anger at all.
Linghu Xiong did not show any panic from beginning to end. Taking advantage of Yang Chen's laughter, he lowered his head to the girl sitting on the ground and said, "Go, I don't blame you. I know you have your difficulties."
"Thank you." The girl looked at Linghu Xiong with thanksgivingly and crawled away.
Yang Chen did not stop the girl from leaving. Anyway, his goal has been achieved, and the girl has no effect anymore.
"Linghu Xiong, you are the first outer disciple who dares to quarrel with me. Today, I will treat you well. Do you want to cut off your hands first or your feet first?" Yang Chen pulled out his sword. His sword was given to him by his father. It is said that it was made of materials from the second-level mid-stage monster, which is very sharp.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you are a man, hurry up and do it!" Linghu Xiong replied lightly, without any expression.
"Hmph, just pretend. After I cut off your hands and feet, you will naturally beg for mercy from me!"
"Wind kills!"
Feng Jisha can basically use it, but the power used by each person is very different. When Yang Chen just became a one-star swordsman, he learned Feng Jisha to practice it with his father's relationship. Now several years have passed, and Yang Chen is extremely proficient in Feng Jisha. The power it emits is stronger than most outer disciples, and even said that he can rank among the top few of the entire outer disciples.
At this moment, Yang Chen used this move on Linghu Xiong, and did not go for Linghu Xiong's life, but for Linghu Xiong's thighs. He wanted to make Linghu Xiong live worse than death.
Linghu Xiong is not unfamiliar with Feng Jik, but the Feng Jik that Yang Chen used at this moment made Linghu Xiong look at him with admiration. He could feel the whistling wind sound of Yang Chen's sword.
"Duomen!"
For Feng Jik, Linghu Xiong's method to break it is to slow down the user's speed!
The pale yellow sword energy quickly surrounded Yang Chen, but to Linghu Xiong's surprise, Yang Chen's speed did not decrease much, and the sword in his hand could still threaten his life.
"Leave the door!"
With the iron sword swing, the fiery red sword energy gushed out, like a tiger from the mountain, roaring violently and pounced on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen was somewhat guarded against Linghu Xiong's sword skills. Seeing the fiery red sword energy, he knew that this move would not hurt Linghu Xiong, so he stepped back without hesitation. After standing firm, he looked at Linghu Xiong and sneered: "Yes, killing a flame tiger that condenses the demon core, it's really good to have such strong combat power! If you practice for a few months, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent."
When he said this, Yang Chen felt extremely envious. Since Linghu Xiong offended him, he asked his servants to check the origin of Linghu Xiong. He found that Linghu Xiong had joined the Lanyun Sect more than a month ago, and Linghu Xiong had no cultivation at all at that time. In other words, in this short period of more than a month, Linghu Xiong practiced from an ordinary person to a four-star sword disciple, which was really beyond his expectations. If it weren't for Xu Jian offending Linghu Xiong, he would have known that Linghu Xiong's iron sword was very special, he would really think that Linghu Xiong was a rare genius in a thousand years!
In the past month, Linghu Xiong soared from a four-star swordsman to a seven-star swordsman, which aggravated his yearning for the iron sword. Because he was 100% sure that Linghu Xiong's speed soared so much was in the iron sword. Otherwise, why was Linghu Xiong an ordinary person before? If Linghu Xiong was extremely talented, then how could he say that when he joined the Lanyun Sect, Linghu Xiong should not be an ordinary person!
These inner thoughts made him even more impatient about the Iron Sword, so today he concealed his father and came to Lanyun Mountain to perform such a play, just to find an excuse, an excuse of being open and upright, angering both man and gods to attack Linghu Xiong and get the Iron Sword!
Linghu Xiong defiled his woman. This excuse was open and righteous enough, and both the human and the gods were angry!
Linghu Xiong was secretly complaining at this moment. He used all his true energy to fight against Yanhu. Although he had recovered a lot during this period, it was still not enough to deal with Yang Chen. It seemed that he had to fight quickly.
"Just know." He said coldly, while preparing momentum.
"But it's a pity that you messed with me and you are destined to die today. If you give me the iron sword, I can give you some fun!" Yang Chen was still very afraid of Linghu Xiong's sword skills.
"Stop dreaming, take the call!"
"Shengmen!"
The green sword energy quickly entangled Yang Chen.