Yang Chen was not surprised at all when Shangguan Peak appeared at this time. For a master at the peak of Qi refining, his spiritual consciousness can definitely spread to the entire Yixiu Villa. Even if there is any trouble in the villa, it will not escape his spiritual detection. What's more, Yang Chen, the person who was given the most care, would be a ghost if he didn't keep an eye on him all the time.
It's just that they came out at this time, not when Shen Da and the others broke the rules at the beginning, especially when the first sentence came out was to remind the four slaves to come together. This was not good news for Yang Chen. Yixiu Villa's The actual people in power have such an attitude. Naturally, Shen Da and others also know what to do.
Anyway, Yang Chen had something to say first, saying that it would be good to fight alone or together, but he didn't say what would happen if he won. Shangguan Feng naturally wanted to seize this slip of the tongue and end the battle first. Anyway, Yang Chen didn't As I mentioned before, the battle was won, but it was just a win. The most that Shen Da and the others could do was to serve them obediently, so what else could they do?
With Shangguan Feng coming forward to support Shen Da and others, they became bolder. The four of them immediately stepped forward and surrounded Yang Chen. However, Yang Chen didn't even look at them, he just stared at Shangguan Feng. Suddenly he smiled and asked: "Does the manager also want to join in the fun?"
"What the hell!" Shangguan Feng shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "I'm just a notary, the master didn't let me do anything to the new disciples."
Although he said this, Yang Chen understood that it was simply an insult for a master at the peak of Qi Refining in Shangguan Peak to attack a mortal. Moreover, as long as he made a move, he would be convicted of bullying the small and harming his fellow disciples. Don't It seems that Yixiu Villa is not big, but there are more than one or two disciples of the Inner Mountain Sect paying attention to it. It is not a big deal for the juniors to compete together, but Shangguan Feng must not get involved.
Anyway, four disciples of the third level of Qi Refining can't deal with Yang Chen alone. If they can't deal with this, then Shen Da and the others deserve to be inferior to Yang Chen. They are slaves in the first place, and they can't be beaten. How can they expect any of the disciples of the outer sect or the inner sect? How many slaves does the disciple stand up for?
With Shangguan Feng's words, Yang Chen immediately stopped paying attention to him. Instead, he slowly turned around and looked at these slaves. He smiled slightly, raised his hands, and slowly said in front of the four people. He bent his fingers one by one and clenched them into two fists. He raised his chin and signaled to Shen Da opposite him, asking him to let his horse come over.
The first person to take action was not Shen Da, but a maid behind Yang Chen. A piece of paper talisman suddenly lit up, and then the small courtyard was immediately plunged into a burst of thick smoke.
Shangguan Feng watched from above, nodding slightly. These slaves were much smarter than Sun Haijing. They didn't seek to defeat the enemy with one move, but instead used this method to interfere with Yang Chen's vision. The slaves all have spiritual consciousness, so this Lighting the smoke would naturally not hinder their attack, but Yang Chen's vision was directly restricted.
Not to mention, the real name of this talisman is called the Phantom Talisman, which has a strong hallucinogenic effect. As long as ordinary people are enveloped by these smoke, they will naturally have some hallucinations. These hallucinations can also change according to the owner's thoughts. There is nothing more powerful than disturbing the mind. The stronger the master's cultivation, the greater the power of the talisman.
There was already a chirping and ghostly sound in the smoke, whimpering, as if countless innocent souls were entangled in Yang Chen. But it was the maid who knew that Yang Chen was an executioner, and specially made a talisman of innocent souls.
In the diffuse smoke, Yang Chen's figure did not move, his eyes seemed to have seen these wronged souls, but Yang Chen's expression did not change at all, he just snorted coldly: "Huh, you are a little trick, I can chop them off with one knife when I am alive."
If your heads are dead, will I be afraid? Get out of here!"
With a loud shout, the maid who controlled the phantom talisman shook her body suddenly, as if she had been shocked. The phantom talisman was frightening, and naturally there was also spiritual consciousness scattered in it. When Yang Chen drank it, her spiritual consciousness seemed to be disturbed, and she couldn't be frightened.
Instead, my mind was shaken.
Phew, almost silently, two fireballs on both sides flew toward Yang Chen domineeringly from the smoke, also using talisman attacks.
Yang Chen seemed to have eyes on both sides. He twisted his body violently and punched left and right. Each punch accurately hit the flying fireball.
Boom, there were two explosions in almost no particular order, and the two fireballs exploded, but they did not hurt Yang Chen at all, but only made his fist look much darker.
Just after completing these two actions, Yang Chen suddenly heard a violent wind sound above his head, and a big stick as thick as an arm hit his head. The sound of the wind was simply frightening.
This is Shen Da's method, an iron rod with eyebrows. Although it is not a magic weapon, it is heavy in weight. Shen Da painstakingly made several Qianjun talismans on it. When he held it in his hand,
It's still a normal weight, but when it hits it, it has a force of several thousand kilograms. Even if it's an iron ingot, Shen Da is confident that it can be smashed into a discus with one stick.
Shangguan Feng closed his eyes, and the old god was observing everything that happened below with his consciousness. He helped Shen Da with the stick, so he knew the effect very well. He was thinking to himself, if this stick is used, the fight will be over.
It was over, but the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked down in disbelief.
In the small courtyard of the Jingshe, Yang Chen actually just stretched out a hand and grasped the other end of the stick that was smashed down. But Shen Da, who had always been full of confidence in his stick, stopped suddenly. Thousands of people
With the force of three kilograms, a muffled sound was heard directly, but Yang Chen's figure did not move, as if the huge force had no effect on him at all.
Shen Da's eyes widened even more. He had never encountered such a situation before. Even if everyone was competing in Yixiu Villa, no one could use brute force to take his blow. At most, they could use skill.
Move aside, or simply use other means to deal with it. But now, Yang Chen actually received his charged stick with one hand, how could Shen Da not be horrified.
It was just this moment of fright that immediately gave Yang Chen a chance. The right hand holding the head of the stick shouted: "Let me go!" Under the fierce struggle, Shen Dal and the stick were pulled directly towards him by an irresistible force.
to the front.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Da's consciousness saw that Yang Chen quickly made a punching movement. The movement was clearly visible, but his body seemed to be disobedient, and he only made a move to avoid it.
With this movement, Yang Chen's fist had already hit Shen Da firmly in the face.
Whoosh, Shen Da's body quickly spun several times in the air, and then directly hit the wall of the monastery. With a click, Shen Da's body fell softly to the wall, unable to move.