Chapter 854
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Under True Lord Lan You's tacit approval, a sword-wielding red-clothed old man strode straight towards Yan Chuan! The long sword danced with endless killing intent.
"Humph!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly.
"Boom!"
A black vine suddenly shot up into the sky from the ground.
"Hmm?" The old man's expression changed, and he was about to slash out with his sword.
"Chi!"
The rattan was extremely fast. Before the red-clothed old man could react, it had already wrapped around his hands.
"Bastard, open for me!" The old man's body emitted a dazzling blue light.
Unfortunately, the vines were even sturdier than the old man had imagined. There was no way he could break free.
"I remember you. Last time, I spared you once. Do you still want to die?" Yan Chuan said coldly.
Swish!
With a flick of the vine, it smashed into the ground.
"Boom!"
The old man immediately felt dizzy from the fall.
"Bastard!" The old man cried out in pain.
Although he was dizzy, the old man was still a Lower Emptiness Realm expert. It was impossible for him to be seriously injured by a fall.
However, Yan Chuan's punishment was not over yet.
"Ah?"
"Boom!"
The old man was pulled into the ground by the vines, and in the blink of an eye, he was underground.
"Rumble!"
A bulge could be seen on the ground. The bulge was rapidly moving around the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain Range.
"Ah!"
Along the way, miserable shrieks could be heard. They traveled far underground and circled around the Heavenly Tribulation Mountain Range.
Countless cultivators in all directions felt a chill in their hearts.
It was easy to imagine the scene of being rubbed against by the mud and rocks as they traveled quickly underground. It wasn't like they were ghosts or ghosts. They were actually rubbing against the ground!
"Ahh!" "Ahh!"
The old man's pained screams could be heard from deep underground.
Nearly ten thousand cultivators felt a chill in their hearts.
"Bastard! Yan Chuan, you're courting death!" True Lord Lan You's face fell as he said.
"I'll return it to you!"
"Bang!" A figure emerged from the ground and soared into the sky.
Everyone quickly caught it.
It was the old man who had provoked them earlier. The old man's clothes were all tattered, and there were countless bloody scars on his body from the friction with the ground. His entire body was limp.
"Sect Master, more than half of his bones were crushed under the ground! His internal organs have ruptured, and his body is about to rot! "Someone at the side immediately explained.
Looking at the dying old man, the cultivators felt a chill in their hearts. At the same time, they felt even angrier.
"Master, I implore Master to allow us to kill this thief!" A cultivator suddenly cried out.
"Sect Master, please agree!"
"Sect Master, please agree!"
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Nearly ten thousand practitioners were filled with righteous indignation. They looked at Yan Chuan with hatred.
"Approved!" True Monarch Lan You said coldly.
"Yes!" Nearly ten thousand practitioners immediately shouted.
"Hu!"
For a moment, the swords of nearly ten thousand practitioners were all pointed at Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan smiled coldly.
"Just because Zhen doesn't cause trouble doesn't mean that Zhen is afraid of trouble!" Yan Chuan's eyes flashed with a cold light.
As he spoke, the poisonous miasma within ten li of him suddenly withdrew, as if it was being sucked into the ground.
Everyone froze for a moment. However, most of them wanted to kill Yan Chuan!
"Kill!" "Kill!"
The group of practitioners immediately shouted. For a moment, the first batch of thirty practitioners charged at Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan glared. The ground trembled again.
"Bang!" "Bang!" … …
The ground within ten li of him seemed to explode in an instant. A large amount of rocks and soil shot up into the sky.
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