After listening to the other party's words, Yang Chen relaxed his vigilance.
For some reason, his combat prowess was comparable to that of a strong man in the early stage of the third-grade Heaven Realm, but the masked woman in front of him made him feel dangerous.
Yang Chen suddenly said: "I hope that no one knows what happened today except you and me."
Murong Yan'er was stunned for a moment. Yang Chen's words obviously did not mean to kill her. She originally thought that if she was exposed, Yang Chen would definitely kill her to silence her.
After all, everyone in the world believes that the great strength that Yang Chen has shown is all because of the Demon God's soul in his body. Once the news that Yang Chen's own combat power is comparable to that of a strong person in the early stage of the third-grade heaven realm is leaked, it will probably bring consequences to Yang Chen.
The calamity of death.
And she is now a person from the lower realm of Guwu who knows this secret, and Yang Chen actually wants to let her go.
"Okay, I promise you! Today, I owe you my life!"
After Murong Yan'er finished speaking, she turned around and left. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared from Yang Chen's sight.
When Yang Chen tried to sense the other party, he discovered that the other party had already disappeared.
"From the sound of her voice, she should be only about thirty years old. In the lower realm of ancient martial arts, there is only one woman who is around thirty years old and has entered the heavenly realm of martial arts. She is also extremely good at hiding. That is Shang Yunfeng, the leader of the Black Evil.
Disciple, Murong Yaner!"
Yang Chen murmured to himself.
He also guessed the purpose of Murong Yan'er's coming. Hei Sha sent a killer to kill him before, but was killed by him instead. This Murong Yan'er was obviously here to avenge Hei Sha's people.
However, Murong Yan'er discovered Yang Chen's true strength, so she didn't take action.
If his true strength is exposed, it will definitely bring him a lot of trouble, but to him, it doesn't matter anymore. Are there still many people who want to kill him now?
After figuring this out, Yang Chen didn't regret letting Murong Yan'er go.
He dialed a phone number and said, "Commander Ye, arrange for someone to come to the rooftop of Zhongzhou Hotel to clean up the battlefield!"
The moment he hung up the phone, an astonishing murderous intent came from behind him.
Yang Chen's expression changed drastically. He had already received the Emperor's Sword into the ring. He had no time to take the sword and could only dodge subconsciously.
As soon as he dodged, a black figure came up to him. The opponent held a black dagger and stabbed directly towards Yang Chen's heart.
This time, Yang Chen recognized the other party, it was Murong Yaner who he had just let go.
Yang Chen suddenly became angry, raised his hand and punched Murong Yan'er who was rushing towards him.
"Bang!"
Yang Chen's fist hit Murong Yan'er's chest hard, and Murong Yan'er let out a painful groan.
When Yang Chen tried to kill Murong Yan'er, her figure had disappeared without a trace, and even her breath had completely disappeared.
This time, Yang Chen did not dare to be careless again, and Murong Yan'er did not appear again.
At the same time, in a dark alley not far from the Zhongzhou Hotel, Murong Yan'er was dressed in black. The black mask on her face had disappeared, there was blood on the corners of her mouth, and her face was extremely pale.
Even though she was injured, she couldn't hide her peerless face.
She looked down at her chest and said solemnly: "If I hadn't directly used the hidden spiritual weapon that the teacher gave me, I would have died in Yang Chen's hands! He is indeed a genius! If he couldn't be used by me,
, must die!”
Her delicate face was full of a ruthless look that was inconsistent with her age.