Seeing that Yang Cheng was about to fly into a rage, Luo Qianqiu continued, "The reason why I'm saying this is because the person who told me about you and the cultivation technique is extremely mysterious. One night, he placed a letter on my desk. I didn't notice anyone entering at all.
From this, I can tell that this person isn't ordinary and isn't someone we can afford to provoke, so I won't make any more guesses.
As for what you said about hunting down your master, I don't even know who your master is. I don't even know about this! So I have no comment! Whether you believe me or not, you can decide for yourself. "
No matter how Yang Cheng heard it, it sounded ridiculous. But looking at Luo Qianqiu's expression, it didn't seem to be fake.
This wasn't the first time Luo Qianqiu had done something to confuse the public, so Yang Cheng couldn't tell if he was up to something.
Seeing that Yang Cheng was deep in thought and didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to kill, everyone found a chance to catch their breath.
Liu Shiyuan and Yan Xiuming exchanged a glance and understood each other's intentions. They led the group of Hongmeng cultivators and quickly retreated.
Yang Cheng didn't chase after them. At this point, he could kill them at any time. But these people's lives didn't affect him much.
Killing more or less didn't make a difference.
The Yan siblings heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed like this homicidal maniac was really going to let them go. Yan Feiyun hurriedly pulled Yan Wuchen away.
But Yan Wuchen pushed his children away and took a deep breath. He said to Yang Cheng, "Today's humiliation is the greatest I've ever suffered! You injured me and stole my magic treasure. Originally, I would rather die in battle than to compromise and compromise.
However, as a descendant of the Yan Clan, I, Yan Wuchen, cannot die yet … From now on, I, Yan Wuchen, owe you my life. At the very least, the Yan Clan of Primordial Mist will not make an enemy of you while I'm still alive. "
Yang Cheng looked up at him and sneered. "Alright, old man. Just leave. I don't need you to treat this as a favor. I've already said that I'm doing this for Granny Yan's sake.
To me, whether I want to kill you or not is just a matter of whether I want to kill you or not. So, don't act like you're of any use to me.
Become my enemy? Hmph, haha … you think you're worthy? "
Yan Wuchen's expression changed. He was about to fly into a rage again, but Yan Feiyun and his sister stopped him. They advised him not to provoke Yang Cheng again, fearing that the madman would kill him again.
In the end, Yan Wuchen could only grit his teeth and leave.
Yan Sanniang saw that only Yang Cheng and Luo Qianqiu were left. She wasn't worried about Yang Cheng's safety. She sighed and said, "Childe Yang, I don't have to worry about you anymore. Take care. I thank Childe Yang again for his mercy."
Yang Cheng smiled and nodded. "Granny Yan, if you're willing, you can visit the old man in Beijing sometimes. He might not say it, but I'm sure he misses you. Don't worry, I'll kill anyone who tries to stop you. "
Yan Sanniang looked at Yang Chen with a gratified expression, as if she was looking at her own descendant. She nodded with a smile on her face and floated away.
Only Luo Qianqiu was left, facing off against Yang Cheng calmly. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but he knew that Yang Cheng might let the others go. But him? It would be difficult.
Yang Cheng looked at Luo Qianqiu and his expression turned cold. "To be honest, I don't know if you're telling the truth or not. Because of that, I feel that you're in danger. If you have nothing else to say, then I must kill you."
"I knew you would do that. Come at me then. My chances of winning aren't high, but I won't sit still and wait for death!"
As soon as Luo Qianqiu finished speaking, the Heart Demon Divine Weapon in front of him suddenly flickered with dark-red lightning as it charged towards Yang Chen like a human-shaped lightning bolt.
Yang Cheng was already prepared. He summoned the Chaos Cauldron and smashed it towards Luo Qianqiu, wanting to devour the Heart Demon Weapon.
How could the Heart Demon Weapon be a match for the Chaos Soul? It was swallowed by the Chaos Cauldron!
"Explode!"
Luo Qianqiu roared. The Heart Demon Weapon exploded the moment it entered the Chaos Cauldron's mouth!
"Not good!"
Yang Cheng cried out in his heart. He had been tricked. This fellow didn't use the weapon to attack, but instead threw the Heart Demon Weapon at him like a bomb!
As long as he had enough time, he could reform the Heart Demon Weapon. Unfortunately, it would consume a lot of True Essence, but Luo Qianqiu couldn't care too much about it.
The Heart Demon Weapon contained a large amount of Luo Qianqiu's concentrated True Essence. Its explosive power could be imagined. In an instant, the Chaos Soul expanded to nearly a hundred times its original size. It was as if an atomic bomb had exploded within the Chaos Soul's body, forcibly tearing it apart!
"Boom!!!"
A loud explosion shook the heavens.
Although the Chaotic Vile Soul was indestructible, it was still badly damaged by the explosion. After it was torn into pieces, it turned into countless chaotic streams of Chaotic Energy, wailing and howling in the sky.
For a moment, the sky turned gray and murderous!
Fortunately, Yang Cheng could even withstand the divine lightning, so the explosive True Essence was nothing to be afraid of. It only slowed him down slightly.
In this short period of time, Luo Qianqiu turned into a beam of light and rushed out.
But how could Yang Cheng let Luo Qianqiu escape so easily? With a sweep of his divine sense, he had already locked onto Luo Qianqiu's escape route. After putting away the Chaos Cauldron, he sped towards the northeast!
Luo Qianqiu's escape route was naturally towards the Luo Family. He was probably planning to gather all the experts in the family to fight to the death.
Although Yang Cheng's speed was faster, Luo Qianqiu had already left the range of the Chaos Cauldron. Without enough time to condense a large amount of Heaven and Earth Qi into the Chaos Cauldron, Yang Cheng couldn't summon divine lightning to descend from the sky.
This was also the glimmer of hope that Luo Qianqiu had found. As long as he could escape the range of the Chaos Cauldron, Yang Cheng could only use his own divine lightning. The difficulty and power of dodging would be reduced.
However, this didn't mean that he could definitely avoid it. The speed of the divine lightning was simply too fast. If he waited for it to strike, he wouldn't be able to avoid it. Only by making a prediction or taking precautions would he have a chance to avoid it.
For this reason, Luo Qianqiu didn't hide the fact that he was also proficient in the Dark Northern Ice Soul Art. Previously, when he fought with Yang Cheng, he didn't use any of his moves.
Wherever Luo Qianqiu went, the Dark Northern Ice Soul Art condensed into a wall of ice, like a protective door that appeared out of thin air. Not only did it obstruct Yang Cheng's vision, it also hindered Yang Cheng's movements.
Yang Cheng looked at Luo Qianqiu's figure drifting in front of him. There were also countless ice walls that refracted the sunlight, affecting his vision. He couldn't help feeling a little stifled, as if he had the strength but couldn't use it!
In for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound. Yang Cheng couldn't be bothered to outsmart him, so he directly condensed the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning in each of his hands. The purplish blue lightning was like a javelin, continuously shooting out!
After all, the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning wasn't a homing missile. As it streaked across the sky, it easily shattered the ice walls, but unfortunately, it always brushed past Luo Qianqiu's body by a hair's breadth.
Even with Luo Qianqiu's excellent mental fortitude, he couldn't help but pale in fright at the sight of the divine lightning passing close to his chest, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Fortunately, the Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning that Yang Cheng condensed himself wasn't that thick, otherwise he would have already been grazed.
The two of them chased each other for a dozen or so seconds, but the sky was already filled with broken pieces of ice. The purplish blue divine lightning streaked across the sky like a meteor, tearing through the void.
Suddenly, from the northeast, several dozen cultivators flew over, arriving at Luo Qianqiu's position in the blink of an eye.
After Luo Qianqiu discovered something, he was both shocked and angry, shouting, "What are you doing here!?"
The person he was reprimanding was none other than Luo Xiaoxiao, who had rushed over with a group of Luo Family cultivators.
Yang Cheng originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to send a bolt of divine lightning over, but seeing that Luo Xiaoxiao was also here, he couldn't help but pause, his brows furrowing.
This girl made things a little difficult for him. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed that only he and Hsiao Chih-ching owed Luo Xiaoxiao. But Luo Xiaoxiao had once saved Hsiao Chih-ching and had even been wrongly accused by him several times, even kicking and punching her for nothing.
Facing such a person, Yang Cheng couldn't do anything. The Tai Qing Heavenly Lightning was too powerful, and if he accidentally killed her, he wouldn't be able to rest easy for the rest of his life.
When Luo Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in a pink dress, saw her father, she couldn't care less about being reprimanded. Grabbing Luo Qianqiu, she sobbed, "Father! Quickly run, your daughter will stop that scoundrel! "
Saying so, Luo Xiaoxiao stood in front of Luo Qianqiu, shouting, "Big scoundrel! If you have the ability then come and kill me! It's not enough for you to bully me, you also want to kill my father! Don't you feel guilty!? "
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