Wait!
However, right at the moment when that golden handprint was about to land, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the bald monk's movements.
Young … Young Master Huang?
Seeing the owner of the voice, the bald monk was slightly startled.
Wait a moment, I still have things to do.
Huang Chengtian replied indifferently. Then, he no longer paid attention to the bald monk and walked straight towards Liu Yang.
Behind him, Sang Zichen also slowly walked over with his ancient sword on his back.
Things … things to do …?
The bald monk was stunned again. He didn't react in time. Only after a while did he react. He quickly took two steps forward and wanted to say something.
Young … Young Master Huang, he … he is …
I know. Do I need you to tell me?
Different from when he faced other people, Huang Chengtian only coldly swept his gaze over the bald monk when he heard his words. That was enough to make the bald monk choke back all the words he wanted to say.
After all …
The person before him was none other than the young master of the strongest sect in the entire martial cultivation world, the Chaotic Demon Sect.
If he were to provoke him, he would be provoking the entire Chaotic Demon Sect.
At that time, not to mention him, even the entire Mirrormoon Palace would not be able to protect him. Likely, at that time, even the Mirrormoon Palace would have no choice but to send him out of the sect and have him face the fury of the entire Chaotic Demon Sect alone …
Just thinking about that sort of thing made the bald monk terrified.
Seeing that the bald monk was no longer speaking, Huang Chengtian no longer paid any attention to him. Instead, he walked over to Liu Yang with a face full of ridicule and mockery.
How is it? The feeling right now … is pretty good, right?
Looking at Liu Yang who was on the ground and desperately sucking in the surrounding air, the smile on Huang Chengtian's face could be said to be extremely brilliant.
Even though Sang Zichen had mentioned his sword again, the smile on his face was still full of ridicule and mockery.
Didn't I just hear that you wanted to kill me? Why … Why are you lying on the ground and not getting up now that I've given you the chance?
Huang Chengtian looked mockingly at the skinny old man in front of him. With a sudden kick, he sent Liu Yang flying a few meters away …
Poof!
Following Huang Chengtian's kick, Liu Yang's mouth once again revealed a dazzling scarlet color.
Anger flowed out from Liu Yang's eyes. However, no matter how angry Liu Yang was, he could only continue to condense the Immortal spiritual energy.
To continue healing his injuries as much as he could.
He …
Wasn't willing to die here!
Hehe … What's the matter? Stand up. Stand up and kill me.
Huang Chengtian looked at Liu Yang's appearance and looked at Liu Yang's furious eyes. Even the tone of his voice became more and more excited.
Weren't you very powerful just now? Then why don't you stand up now? Don't lie on the ground like a dead fish. Stand up to kill me!
Huang Chengtian raised his arm high, the ridicule and mockery in his eyes was extremely strong.
Killing an Earthly Immortal, killing a Heavenly Immortal. Brother, you have the guts to be the adulterer of my, Huang Chengtian's, woman. Why don't you have the courage to stand up now?
Huang Chengtian laughed coldly and poked Liu Yang with a finger …
Young … Young Master Huang, be careful!
Suddenly, the bald monk shouted.
But in the end, it was only him who reacted. Huang Chengtian didn't react at all.
Following the bald monk's shout, Liu Yang was like a venomous snake coming out of its hole. He suddenly jumped up and firmly bit Huang Chengtian's finger that was stabbing towards him …
Me?!
After being bitten by Liu Yang, Huang Chengtian immediately felt pain. He covered the place where his finger was bitten and took a step back.
Kid, how dare you …
Enough!
Sang Zichen's voice sounded.
Huang Shaozong, let's end the game now. Let me deal with this guy in front of me.
You … you …?
Huang Chengtian seemed to still be angry because his finger was bitten off.
But when he really turned around and saw Sang Zichen's indifferent face, he regained his composure.
Let me kill this guy with my own hands.
Sang Zichen's voice was terrifyingly calm, as if he was stating an extremely ordinary fact.
After hearing Sang Zichen's words, Huang Chengtian only smiled coldly and didn't say anything. He just looked at Liu Yang with a mocking face and retreated to one side.
It was as if at this moment, in his eyes, there was already the scene of Liu Yang being cut into pieces by Sang Zichen's sword.
I remember that you told me that there was something wrong with my Sword Principle and Sword Essence …
Looking at Liu Yang, who had fallen to the ground and was staring at him, Sang Zichen seemed unusually calm.
It was as if everything that happened at this moment had nothing to do with him.
But now, I want to tell you that I have a Sword Essence that can kill.
This is a good Sword Essence.
Sang Zichen walked indifferently to Liu Yang. With a stroke of his hand, the sword was unsheathed.
Immediately, the entire area was chilled by the sharp longsword. It was as if even the air in the entire forest was chilled by a few degrees.
And that simple and ancient aura became even more obvious the moment Sang Zichen unsheathed the longsword.
Since … you said before that my Sword Principle is not good and is inferior to yours …
Then today, I will break the tendons in your hands, so that you will never be able to lift a sword. I will break the tendons in your legs, so that you will never be able to stand up and be a human …
Sang Zichen said slowly, raising his longsword up high, as if he was giving a verdict to Liu Yang.
And in the end, I will cut off your head and tell the whole world, tell the whole martial cultivation world, what will happen to those who claim that their Sword Principle is better than mine and that their talent is better than mine!
Then … what about me?
Hearing Sang Zichen's words, Huang Chengtian didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed.
However …
Huang Chengtian didn't wait for Sang Zichen's reply. Instead, he waited for …
Pa!
A round of applause!
Following that sound, Sang Zichen, who was holding the ancient sword up high, was sent flying like a sandbag …
How … how is this possible?
Looking at the scene before him, Huang Chengtian was dumbfounded. His entire being was stunned by the scene before him.
Damn it, you evil creature, you evil creature!
The person who sent Sang Zichen flying with a slap had a face full of anger, or rather …
His face was filled with resentment for failing to meet his expectations.
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