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Chapter 652

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"But, Young Master Chu —"

Chu Yang finally suppressed his anger and said coldly, "I'll give you two choices now. First, if you rush to save her, you'll die, but the woman will also be humiliated and all the villagers will die. Second, if you don't ruin my plan, although the woman will be humiliated, the villagers might not die. Now, tell me, which one do you choose?"

This was not a difficult choice, but it was definitely not an easy choice either. Who could watch a bastard humiliate a woman and remain indifferent?

"Young Master Chu, I understand!"

Yang Ziming gritted his teeth. But, he knew that Chu Yang was making the most sensible choice. And, it was also the most correct choice.

If he couldn't kill the Gold Roc Holy Son and the Demon Child of the Thousand Demon Sect, he could only kill a few small fries. Once they were alerted, there would be no chance for him to assassinate them.

Whoosh!

At this moment, two powerful auras broke through the air and stopped in mid-air. There were a total of four people.

Of the two people in front, one was a young man in white. He had a dignified appearance and was elegant. A wine gourd hung from his waist and a black gourd was in his hand.

Next to the white-clothed youth was a middle-aged man in a black robe. His black hair was very lush, like a lion's mane. It grew wantonly and barbarically, but he didn't have a beard. His face was also very delicate, like a baby's.

Behind each of them was a follower.

When Yang Zi Ming saw the white-clothed young man, he was about to go crazy. He couldn't wait to rush out and fight with him.

His reaction made the identity of the white-clothed young man clear — the Gold Roc Holy Son of the Soul Devourer Clan!

When the Gold Roc Holy Son arrived and saw a dwarf making fun of a woman, he couldn't help but frown. He said to the black-robed man next to him, "Seventh Demon General, I don't have any objections to your subordinates making fun of themselves. It's just that the things we do are not tolerated by others. We need to be fast and fierce to achieve our goals in the shortest amount of time. If everyone is like him, how long do we have to drag it out? "

The black-robed man naturally saw the scene below, and a trace of demonic aura immediately appeared on his white face. He cupped his fists and said to the Gold Roc Holy Son, "Holy Son of the Gold Roc, please don't misunderstand. I've already repeated the order, but there are always people who don't take it seriously."

As he spoke, the black-robed man suddenly extended his hand. A demonic snake charged down from above like lightning. The snake opened its mouth wide and bit down fiercely. It bit the dwarf in half and swallowed him whole.

His cold voice rumbled down like Thunder from the Nine Heavens, "My words don't hold any weight, do they?"

The Seven Dark Generals!

The scarred man and the other members of the Thousand Devil Sect all trembled and immediately knelt down. "Seventh Demon General, we know our wrongs. Please spare our lives. Seventh Demon General, please spare our lives!"

"Hmph!" In the air, the seven demon generals' cold voice once again pressed down, "I have repeatedly ordered that if anyone dares to offend us again, they will be killed without mercy!"



Chu Yang saw everything in front of him, but he didn't have the time to watch the show. His eyes landed on the Gold Roc Holy Son, but he said to Yang Ziming, "I don't have the energy to care about your safety. You're on your own."

"Young Master Chu, my life is worthless. Even if I die, you don't have to worry about my safety."

Yang Ziming looked at Chu Yang's back as he left, and couldn't help but feel that he was imposing and tall. He was only at the first layer of the Ascending Soul Tier, and there was such a huge difference in strength, but he actually dared to make a move on the Gold Roc Holy Son, these bastards who had the cultivation of the Soul Wheel Tier.

Who had such guts, who had such boldness?

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