Ao Sen obviously did not expect that Yang Chen would give up holding the Immortal Beheading Saber. In his impression, whether it was the news from Long Can, Long Que, Yang Chen and the Zhao Family, or when Yang Chen crazily smashed the space in his Mountain River Geographical Map, it was always the image of Yang Chen holding the Immortal Beheading Saber.
In addition to the previous news that Yang Chen was an executioner, many cultivators, including Ao Sen, thought that Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber was only suitable to be held in the hand, and not suitable to be used as a Flying Sword.
Even Yang Chen's wives and concubines had this concept, at least they had never seen their husband use the Immortal Beheading Saber. He also used the Mysterious Sky Dark Sea Shuttle to travel, and had never used the Immortal Beheading Saber. As for cutting people, it must be the classic image of Yang Chen holding it in his hand and Xiao Tian wrapping it around his wrist.
They knew that their husband's Second Primordial Spirit had become the Weapon Spirit of the Immortal Beheading Saber, but no one knew how powerful the Second Primordial Spirit was as a Weapon Spirit. Now, it was also the time for them to broaden their horizons.
A fierce killing intent directly enveloped a radius of dozens of miles. It could be said that as long as it was within this range, all living things, whether tangible or intangible, could not escape.
The friends of Yang Chen who were watching the battle were not affected by this killing intent, because the Second Primordial Spirit consciously avoided them, but other places were not so peaceful.
If there was any movement in this area, it would be locked by the crazy killing intent, and then it would be an indiscriminate attack. The attack was very simple, either a saber from top to bottom, or a saber from left to right. It was simple and clear, but it was the most concentrated attack method.
Yang Chen himself, hovering in the air, did not care about anything else. Anyway, as long as he felt a suspicious direction, he would pick up the big glass bottle and smash it. With the power of several seas smashing down, no matter what it was, it basically smashed into a pile of powder. After a while, the entire ground was smashed into a huge deep pit.
Ao Sen relied on his speed and dodged a few of the Immortal Beheading Saber's slashes. His forehead was covered in cold sweat as he narrowly dodged a few slashes from the Immortal Beheading Saber.
What did it feel like to almost be hit by a magic treasure that you refined yourself? Ao Sen did not dare to imagine what Ao Lan and Kuang Long would think of him if he was struck by the glass bottle.
It wasn't that it didn't want to take back the glass bottle. It wasn't just that it wanted to use the weight of the glass bottle to slow down Yang Chen's speed. It was just that the bottle was now in the hands of a freak like Yang Chen, so it couldn't be taken back!
What was unspeakable bitterness? Ao Sen was currently in such a state. This was clearly a Magic Treasure that he should be controlling. However, the other party grabbed it and smashed it at him. He wanted to give up, but he couldn't bear to. He had to use his spiritual energy and flesh to repair the damage caused by Yang Chen.
Right now, Ao Sen wanted to curse out loud. What the hell was this? It wasn't easy for him to break the boost that the Yazi gave to Yang Chen. In the end, Yang Chen just tossed the Immortal Beheading Saber away and let it attack him.
In that case, he should attack Yang Chen without the Immortal Beheading Saber. However, Yang Chen's strength was simply too terrifying. As a result, if he were to engage in close combat with Yang Chen once, he would not be able to escape without leaving something behind. Now that he had come into contact with Xiao Chen three times, he had already lost a complete arm, a claw, a horn, and half a tail. If he were to engage in close combat again, who knew what price he would have to pay.
Fortunately, the Immortal Beheading Saber had finally left Yang Chen's hands. With Ao Sen's speed, he could split some energy to attack Yang Chen.
"Boom!" This time, Yang Chen accurately punched out, striking the top of the dragon pagoda that was thrusting at him.
Since it was the fist that made contact, the golden bell did not appear, nor was it damaged. The Immortal World's Yellow Scarf Strongman Body Tempering Art's second layer brought about a powerful physical body that was comparable to the strongest Magic Treasure of the Spiritual Realm.
The fist was fine, and the top of the pagoda looked fine. However, Ao Sen hurriedly withdrew the dragon pagoda. On one hand, he dodged the incoming Immortal Beheading Saber. On the other hand, he secretly checked the situation inside the dragon pagoda.
Yang Chen's fist carried the Spiritual Energy cultivated by the Golden Body Art. The Golden Body Art contained the Heavenly Dipper Treasure Refining Art, the Earth Fiend Sacrificial Formation Art, and the complete Universe Treasure Nurturing Art. If it was used to refine one's own magic treasure, then these three techniques would be the best ones to refine. However, when used on the opponent's Magic Treasure, it would be the most ferocious technique to destroy Magic Treasures.
Although the dragon pagoda did not have any damage on the outside, the internal structure had suffered damage that made Ao Sen's heart ache. If it was not for the fact that the dragon pagoda was refined from Ao Sen's flesh and blood, allowing him to repair the damaged parts at any time with his own flesh and blood, just this damage would have made Ao Sen cry.
Fortunately, the billions of Monster Beasts gave Ao Sen an endless source of vitality, allowing him to consume his body almost without limit. This made Ao Sen seem to be evenly matched with Yang Chen, not falling behind.
If not for this support, Ao Sen would have definitely turned and fled. He would not have stayed for long. However, there was only one thing that Ao Sen wanted to do. No matter what method he used, he had to take advantage of the moment when Yang Chen's morale was at its lowest to get rid of Yang Chen. Otherwise, if Yang Chen's aura rose again, Ao Sen would not know how to restrain Yang Chen.
Long Can and Long Que did not lose unjustly. Even if they admitted defeat after a single strike, it would not be unjustly. This early-stage Golden Immortal junior in front of them was a living monster. Even the Dragon Race did not have such a freak.
Unknowingly, Ao Sen and Ao Lie had labeled Yang Chen a freak. Now, Ao Sen understood why Ao Lan and Long Kuang transformed into human form. In front of this freak, the Dragon Race did not seem to have anything to be proud of. Thus, transforming into human form was not that hard to understand.
"Impressive. This time, at least 100 demon beasts died." As Ao Sen spoke, he moved at his fastest speed, afraid that Yang Chen and the Immortal Beheading Saber would lock onto him. "As a Dao Sect disciple, shouldn't you be bemoaning the state of the universe and pitying the fate of mankind? Why are you still killing so enthusiastically? "
This was Ao Sen starting to use psychological tactics. If it was when Ao Sen was imprisoned, he would not have done such a thing. However, he had no choice but to use this method to disrupt Yang Chen's thoughts.
"I know that you want to kill me. However, I have a huge number of demon beasts backing me up. You have never seen them before." Ao Sen's voice came from all directions. It was extremely fast. "Unless you can kill all these life forms, you will not be able to do it."
"Kill slowly. There will be a day when I kill them all." Yang Chen smiled. He stood at his original position and casually smashed the large glass bottle.
Ao Sen's figure came to an abrupt stop. Then, he had no choice but to shrink the glass bottle. If it continued to shrink, he would probably be smashed by it soon. How embarrassing would that be?
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