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Chapter 139

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As soon as this sentence came out, everyone knew who the speaker was. Elder Wu Xiong, a master of the Great Ascension Stage, was a big figure among the big figures that everyone's elders had to look up to. He was the ruler of the Immortal Falling Abyss and the rule maker.

Ever since everyone stepped into the Immortal Falling Abyss, no one had seen this legendary master of the Great Ascension Stage. Everything seemed to be carried out in accordance with the rules, without the slightest accident. Gradually, everyone seemed to have forgotten the existence of this Elder Wu. It was only in Fallen Village that there were still some rules, but in the depths of the Immortal Falling Abyss, the sky was high and the emperor was far away.

Seeing that Elder Wu did not appear and directly controlled Peng Hui's Flying Sword to kill Peng Hui, everyone realized in their hearts that compared to a real master, they were still far away. When they thought that if it were not for Yang Chen's shout, everyone would have made a move, and everyone broke out in a cold sweat.

Even if they were better than Peng Hui, there was still a limit. At least they could not control Peng Hui's Flying Sword to kill Peng Hui at any time. Let alone do it, they didn't even dare to think about it. No one present dared to say anything. In fact, not a single person in the entire Separated Village dared to make any unnecessary movements.

Elder Wu's words made everyone understand that in Fallen Village, in the Immortal Falling Abyss, it was better to follow Elder Wu's rules no matter what.

Yang Chen also did not say anything or do anything. He had already expected Wu Xiong to appear. When his own Spiritual Sense threads suddenly sensed a powerful but secretive Spiritual Sense leaving as soon as it touched him, he knew that this must be Elder Wu's Spiritual Sense. Elder Wu had begun to track down that shocking evil spirit before the New Year. Yang Chen was very clear about this. Just now, it was estimated that Elder Wu had just returned from outside.

At that time, it was when Yang Chen was about to turn around and leave. Therefore, when Peng Hui's Flying Sword flew out, Yang Chen directly shouted to stop everyone and even said Elder Wu's rules. For Wu Xiong, who had just returned, he did not care about right or wrong. What was important was whether the rules he had set were followed or not.

Peng Hui took out his Flying Sword, but the group of people didn't attack because of Yang Chen's advice. There was nothing better than flattery to make Wu Xiong and Elder Wu happy. Since these people did not make a move, it meant that they had always been thinking about him and the rules he had set. Naturally, the person who did it was the one who broke the rules.

If this person wanted to make a move, there was definitely a grudge between them. But Wu Xiong had already said that after entering the Immortal Falling Abyss, no matter how great the grudges were, they had to be set aside. Killing fellow daoists was not allowed here. Since Yang Chen and the others were upholding the rules, Wu Xiong would punish the guys who broke the rules.

"I don't care what grudges you have. I don't care if you fight to the death outside the Immortal Falling Abyss, but inside the Immortal Falling Abyss, if you fight, you die!" The majestic voice once again sounded in everyone's ears, but no one could see the figure of Elder Wu. No one dared to answer Elder Wu's words. Even if it was a Jiedan stage master, when facing a master of the Dacheng stage, they would look up to him and did not dare to act rashly.

"Kid, you are very good!" The voice echoed in everyone's ears, but this time it specifically pointed to Yang Chen "Seeing that your cultivation base is still low, you don't have a Flying Sword, this Flying Sword will be rewarded to you!"

With the words of Elder Wu, the Flying Sword that had just killed Peng Hui began to fly in front of Yang Chen. Immediately afterward, the Qiankun bag on Peng Hui's belt also flew up and flew in front of Yang Chen "Seeing that you don't even have a Qiankun bag, which disciple is so tired, I will reward you together!"

Yang Chen gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the Qiankun bag and the Flying Sword in front of him. In the envious eyes of everyone, Yang Chen bowed to the empty space "Thank you senior!"

"The road of cultivation is arduous, it is better not to make enemies with others." Elder Wu Xiong's voice carried a hint of persuasion, but there was no command tone "You are on your own!"

"Yes, senior!" Yang Chen thanked him again, but Elder Wu Xiong seemed to have disappeared and did not speak again. At the same time, the overwhelming aura that the crowd felt also disappeared. Elder Wu must have left.

Hoo! Hoo! There was a series of heavy breathing sounds, and it seemed that everyone was relaxed. Elder Wu did not appear at all, but everyone seemed to have fought with all their strength for the whole day outside, and there was no strength in their bodies at all. The few who almost attacked just now were even more sweating, and directly sat on the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

These people stood up for him, but Yang Chen was not stingy at all. He directly took out a jade bottle and gave each of them a Second Cycle Qi Nourishing Pill. After swallowing the pill, everyone seemed to have recovered a little spiritual power, and they stood up one after another.

"That was close!" The cultivator who pointed the Flying Sword at Peng Hui's back blurted out these two words, but immediately realized that something was wrong. If this was heard by Elder Wu Xiong, wouldn't it be a big mistake? He quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say another word.

The others also looked like they had a new lease on life, but some people still came to their senses. If it was not for Yang Chen's reminder, they might have become ghosts under the Flying Sword. They couldn't help but rejoice, and towards Yang Chen, they were even more grateful.

"Great Master, thank you for just now!" Someone spoke, and it immediately attracted a series of thanks. Yang Chen would not rely on this to be arrogant, and he also cupped his hands towards the crowd, "The person who should thank me should be me. Everyone spoke up for justice, thank you very much!"

Both sides immediately became polite, but in the midst of the pushing and shoving, the people who had stood up for Yang Chen before were secretly happy. This time, it was a solid favor, and their relationship with Yang Chen was one step closer.

No one would envy Yang Chen for getting the Flying Sword and the Cosmos Sack. If they had to experience Elder Wu's coercion again to get a Flying Sword, it was likely that they would choose not to have anything, at least they wouldn't have to experience that nightmarish feeling. They originally thought that they were already big shots, but now they realized that they were just small ants. In front of a real master, they didn't even have the ability to decide their own life and death.

The only one who behaved normally was probably Yang Chen. Not to mention the experience of his previous life, in this life, Yang Chen even killed the Jade Emperor, why would he be afraid of the coercion of a master of the Dacheng stage. For him, it was simply a piece of cake.

Now that Yang Chen has been in the Immortal Falling Abyss for three years, Yang Chen has to think about how to spend the next ten years, so that he would not waste this ten years of not being able to go out.

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