Chapter 141
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Chu Yang's figure was like an eagle. His speed was very fast. He only flew a few times, and everything fell into his eyes in an instant. But, those few people … especially that pale-faced woman who was gasping for breath fell into his eyes. His pupils shrank when he saw her.
"Zhao Clan's people?!"
"Wang Xiaoman!"
Chu Yang recognized Wang Xiaoman. She and Chu Na weren't inferior to men and were the two elite disciples of the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution. Many male disciples were ashamed of their inferiority.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoman's chest was moving up and down as she panted. Her aura was at its limit and her body was dyed in blood.
She was severely injured!
She was already surrounded by five to six Zhao Clan's people and had blocked off all her escape routes.
"Wang Xiaoman, run! Run again!"
"If it wasn't for your good looks, you would already be a dead man."
"The elite female disciple of the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution must have a great taste. Hearing your ecstasy from below, I reckon that it wasn't just ecstasy, but also a special pleasure of conquering the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution. Perhaps, we brothers are about to ascend to heaven … Haha!"
Five to six Zhao Clan's disciples were all staring at Wang Xiaoman's alluring buttocks. They were all teasing her and were even anxious. Everyone seemed to want to immediately take off their pants.
"Don't even think about it …"
Just as Wang Xiaoman was about to commit suicide, a loud hissing sound suddenly rang out, and a ten feet long seven-colored python rushed out in an instant. Its huge snake mouth bit a Zhao Family disciple to death in an instant, and with a swing of its tail, another person was whipped to death.
"Where did this demonic beast come from!?"
Soon after, the remaining Zhao Clan's disciples reacted and recognized that this was a Qi Soul Realm's True Essence Skill. They spoke out in fear, "Senior, we are Zhao Clan's disciples and have a grudge with the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution. We hope senior can understand."
"What if I don't understand?"
Chu Yang sneered and took a big step forward. He instantly appeared in front of Wang Xiaoman.
"Chu Yang!"
"Junior Brother Chu!"
Be it the Zhao Clan's disciples or Wang Xiaoman, they couldn't help but exclaim.
"Junior Brother Chu, you've stepped into the Qi Soul realm —"
Wang Xiaoman's voice suddenly stopped, because she discovered that not only did Chu Yang not step into the Qi Soul Realm, his cultivation was actually lower than before, and was actually only at the 7th level of the Primitive Martial Realm.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's you, you bastard!"
"You're only at the 7th level of the Primitive Martial Realm, yet you dare to be so presumptuous!"
"We were worried that we wouldn't be able to find you. I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to us."
When the Zhao Clan disciples discovered Chu Yang's true cultivation, their courage was immediately boosted, and then they began to ridicule endlessly, completely not placing Chu Yang in their eyes.
Of course, Chu Yang did not put them in his eyes. However, they were only at the 8th or 9th level of the Primitive Martial Realm. He could kill them as easily as killing chickens and dogs.
He turned around and took out a healing pill from his storage ring. He jokingly said, "Beautiful Senior Sister, eat this pill first. Let me tell you, I came here with the mentality of a hero saving a beauty. Just wait for me to repay you with my body."
"You are courting death!"
"You're only at the 7th level of the Primitive Martial Realm, yet you're so arrogant!"
"I think that in the Coiling Dragon Secret Realm, he killed our Zhao Clan disciples, but it was all boasting by the Coiling Dragon Martial Institute — Kill him!"
Since they knew this, they still did not run when they saw him. Chu Yang was really impressed by these idiots.
Hiss!
The hissing sound of the seven-colored python instantly woke the Zhao Clan disciples from their arrogance.
"This is a seven-colored python that you created with your true energy," Yang Qi said.
"Impossible, this is impossible! He's only at the 7th level of the Primitive Martial Realm, how can he use the methods of the Qi Soul Realm? "
"It must be an illusion, don't be scared by him."
"Right —"
Before he finished speaking, there was a miserable shriek. The Zhao Clan disciples tried to attack the seven-colored python, but found that it was useless. One of them was directly bitten and swallowed into his stomach, and he was dead. The other two were scared out of their wits.
At this moment, they were still in disbelief, "You … You … You … How … How can you use the methods of the Qi Soul Realm?"
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