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Chapter 37

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Yang Chen was not surprised that Shanghai Feng appeared at this time. An expert at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage could definitely spread his Divine Sense to the entire Yi Xiu Manor. Even if there was any movement in the manor, it could not escape the detection of his Divine Sense. Not to mention that Yang Chen was the focus of attention. It would be strange if he did not keep an eye on him all the time.

However, he came out at this time instead of when Shen Da and the others broke the rules at the beginning. Especially when the first sentence he said was to remind the four servants to attack together, this was not good news for Yang Chen. The actual ruler of Yi Xiu Manor had such an attitude, so Shen Da and the others naturally knew what to do.

In any case, Yang Chen said that it was fine to fight alone or together, but he did not say what would happen if he won. Shanghai Feng naturally wanted to seize this slip of the tongue and end the battle first. Anyway, Yang Chen did not mention that if he won, he won. Shen Da and the others would at most serve him obediently. What else could they do?

Shen Da and the others had the support of Shanghai Feng, so their courage increased. The four of them immediately rushed forward and surrounded Yang Chen. Yang Chen did not even look at them. He just stared at Shanghai Feng and suddenly asked with a smile, "Do you also want to join in the fun?"

"Not at all!" Shanghai Feng shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "I am just acting as a witness. The head did not let me attack the new disciple."

Although he said that, Yang Chen understood that Shanghai Feng was an expert at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage. It was simply an insult for him to attack a mortal. Moreover, as long as he made a move, the crime of bullying the weak and killing his fellow disciples would be established. Although Yi Xiu Manor was not big, there were more than one or two inner sect disciples paying attention to this place. It wasn't a big deal for juniors to exchange pointers together, but Shanghai Feng absolutely couldn't interfere.

In any case, four third layer Qi Refining disciples against one Yang Chen. If they couldn't even deal with this, then Shen Da and the others deserved to be under Yang Chen. They were slaves to begin with, and they couldn't beat them. How could they hope for an outer or inner sect disciple to stand up for a few slaves?

With Shangguan Feng's words, Yang Chen no longer paid attention to him. Instead, he slowly turned around and looked at the servants. He smiled and raised his hands. In front of the four people, he slowly curled his fingers and clenched them into two fists. He raised his chin and gestured to Shen Da, telling him to bring it on.

The first to make a move was not Shen Da, but a maid behind Yang Chen. A paper talisman suddenly ignited, and soon after, the small courtyard was immediately engulfed in a thick cloud of smoke.

Shanghai Feng watched from above and slightly nodded his head. These slaves were much smarter than Sun Haijing. They didn't aim to deal with the enemy in one move, but instead used this method to interfere with Yang Chen's vision. The slaves all had divine sense, so this bit of smoke naturally wouldn't hinder their attacks. However, Yang Chen's vision was directly restricted.

This wasn't all. This talisman's original name was Illusion Talisman. It had a strong hallucinogenic effect. As long as ordinary people were enveloped by this smoke, they would naturally have some hallucinations. These hallucinations could also change according to the master's thoughts, interfering with the mind. It was the most powerful talisman. The stronger the master's cultivation, the more powerful the talisman technique would be.

Within the smoke, there was already a ghostly wailing sound, as if countless vengeful spirits were entangling Yang Chen. It was the maid who knew that Yang Chen used to be an executioner, so she specially made a Vengeful Spirit Illusion Talisman.

In the pervading smoke, Yang Chen's figure didn't move. His eyes seemed to see these vengeful spirits. However, Yang Chen's face didn't change at all. He just coldly snorted, "Humph, insignificant skill. When you are alive, I can cut off your head with a knife. Do you think I will be afraid when you are dead? Disperse for me! "

With a shout, the maid who controlled the Illusion Talisman suddenly trembled, as if she was shocked by something. The Illusion Talisman was frightening, so naturally, it also had divine sense spread within it. After being shouted by Yang Chen, it seemed that her divine sense was disturbed. Not only did she fail to frighten people, but her mind was also shaken.

Hu hu, almost silently, two fireballs from both sides overbearingly flew from the smoke towards Yang Chen. It was also a talisman technique attack.

It seemed as if Yang Chen had eyes on both sides. His body suddenly twisted, and he punched with both fists. Each of his fists accurately pounded on the top of the fireballs that were flying towards him.

Bang bang, two explosions sounded almost at the same time. The two fireballs exploded, but they didn't injure Yang Chen in the slightest. They only made his fists look a lot blacker.

Just as he finished these two actions, a fierce wind sound suddenly came from the top of Yang Chen's head. A big stick as thick as an arm smashed down on his head. The sound of the wind was enough to make a person tremble.

This was Shen Da's method. It was an Eyebrow Iron Stick. Although it wasn't a magic tool, it was still very heavy. Shen Da also made a few Fifteen Ton Charms on it. When he held it in his hand, it still had a normal weight. However, when it was smashed down, it had a force of several thousand jin. Even if it was an iron ingot, Shen Da was confident that he could smash it into a discus.

Shangguan Feng closed his eyes, and used his divine sense to observe everything that was happening below. He had helped Shen Da's stick before, so he naturally knew what kind of effect it had. Just as he was thinking that this stick would end the contest, he suddenly opened his eyes wide in the next moment, and looked down in disbelief.

In the small courtyard of the house, Yang Chen actually only stretched out a hand, and grabbed the other end of the stick that was smashing down fiercely. Shen Da's stick, which had always been full of confidence, suddenly stopped just like that. The force of several thousand jin directly made a muffled sound, but Yang Chen's figure didn't move at all, as if that huge force didn't affect his body at all.

Shen Da's eyes were even wider. He had never encountered such a situation before. Even in the spars of everyone in Yi Xiu Manor, no one could use brute force to receive this stick of his. At most, they would use skillful force to draw it to the side, or simply use other methods to deal with it. But now, Yang Chen actually used one hand to receive this stick of his that had accumulated strength. How could Shen Da not be extremely shocked?

However, this instant of shock immediately gave Yang Chen an opportunity. His right hand that was grabbing the end of the stick shouted: "Let go of me!" Under the intense struggle, Shen Da, together with the stick, was directly pulled forward by an irresistible force.

Immediately after, Shen Da's divine sense saw that Yang Chen made an action of swinging his fist at an incomparably fast speed. The action could be seen very clearly, but his body seemed to be disobedient. He only made an action of wanting to dodge, but Yang Chen's fist had already solidly smashed onto Shen Da's face.

Sou, Shen Da's body directly turned a few circles in the air, and then directly hit the wall of the house. With a plop, Shen Da's body fell softly at the foot of the wall, and didn't move.

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