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Chapter 421

Words:1646Update:22/06/27 10:49:17

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In the surprised eyes of the cold man, a dome hall shining with golden light appeared out of thin air, covering Yang Chen's whole body. The huge golden seal smashed directly into the domed hall, causing sparks to fly. However, the domed hall wasn't damaged in the slightest.

"Hmph, relying on a protective magic weapon, you dare to be so arrogant?" After discovering Yang Chen's reliance, the cold man sneered, his figure flew up and circled a few laps around the dome hall.

Under the control of the cold man, the golden seal kept flying up and then slammed down heavily. But no matter how he hit, the dome hall seemed to be made of fine steel, it was motionless, and even a mark was not left.

On the contrary, after a few consecutive wild smashes, there were traces of scratches on the golden seal. After discovering this, the cold man suddenly became distressed. His golden seal took a lot of time to refine. If it was damaged like this, it would not be worth the loss.

Yang Chen drilled into such a tortoise shell, and the cold man could not find any suitable means to deal with Yang Chen for a while, and he had some headaches.

He was a master of the Yuanying stage, but he couldn't do anything to a foundation stage junior who had a magic weapon to protect himself. How could he endure this? The cold man in the 100,000 mountains was also a person of his word. Was he going to fall on this Meiqing Mountain?

Like a mouse pulling a tortoise, if there was no place to start, the cold man could only retreat. Yang Chen dared to be so sure that he must have informed the masters of Chunyang Palace. If he couldn't deal with Yang Chen in a short time, there was no other way but to withdraw.

Acting wildly in a sect with a master of the Dacheng stage, even if this master of the Dacheng stage did not seem to have a good cultivation base, the Dacheng stage was the Dacheng stage, and it was not something that a Yuanying stage master could compete with. In particular, there were several Yuanying stage masters in Chunyang Palace. He was alone, it was impossible to be the opponent of the entire Chunyang Palace.

Just as the cold-looking man was hesitating whether he should leave or not, he was pleasantly surprised to find a fatal flaw in the domed hall. The defensive capabilities of the main hall were sufficient, but the four doors of the main hall were all open, so one could enter at any time.

"No matter how powerful you are, you still have this fatal flaw. It seems that if God wants you to die, no one can stop you!" The cold man laughed loudly. After shouting a few words, he directly rushed into the hall.

"Sigh!" Yang Chen was sitting on the ground in the center of the hall. He seemed to be controlling the defenses of the entire hall with his mind. Seeing the cold man rushing in, Yang Chen shook his head regretfully and let out a long sigh, "There's a path to heaven, but you didn't take it. Instead, you barged into hell. You're courting death. You can't blame others!"

"Let's see how long you can be so stubborn!" The cold-looking man sneered. Without stopping, he pounced on Yang Chen. His Lord's order was to capture him alive as much as possible. If he couldn't, then he would bring his head to see him. Now that Yang Chen was sitting over there, it was a good opportunity to capture him alive.

"Every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt has its debtor. Fellow Daoist, rest in peace!" Yang Chen looked at the figure of the other party rushing out, a sarcastic smile flashed on his face, and he casually said his killing mantra.

With the words of Yang Chen, the cold man also suddenly noticed that something was wrong. The golden seal that had been retracted instantly appeared in front of him, like a huge shield, blocking in front of him.

Clang, a series of intensive collisions like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, on the golden seal of the cold man, there were countless gaps. At the same time, several Flying Swords also appeared behind the man, forcing the man to release a Flying Sword and block the attack of the Flying Sword behind him with great difficulty.

"Seven Steps Enchanting Killing Array, Fellow Daoist, if you can break this array, I will go with you." Yang Chen sat leisurely in the center of the hall, looking at the cold man who was frantically resisting the pervasive Flying Sword attack, and said loudly "However, if Fellow Daoist can't break this array, then this day next year will be the anniversary of Fellow Daoist's death!"

49 Flying Swords, all of which were high-quality Flying Swords used by Yuanying stage masters. Under the complete sword array, the power was even more violent.

The man trapped in the array, how could he still listen to Yang Chen's mocking voice, all the protective magic weapons were used together, and only then did he block the attack of the sword array, but even so, he was already at a loss.

Now the man regretted it. How could he be blinded by lard and believe that the door left behind by such a powerful protective magic weapon was flawed? That was not a flaw, it was clearly a fatal trap. If he had known this earlier, he would have escaped in time. How could he be so embarrassed?

Yang Chen was also secretly admiring. To be honest, the cold man was the one who persisted the longest under the Seven Steps Enchanting Killing Sword Array in the dome hall. Of course, this was related to his cultivation base.

In the past, the trapped guys were at most a Jiedan stage master. The sword array composed of 49 Yuanying stage Flying Swords could not withstand an attack at all and they would die immediately. Now this guy was in the Yuanying stage, and he seemed to be in the late Yuanying stage. He was able to block this series of attacks.

However, that was all. The protective magic treasures had all appeared, but including the huge golden seal, they were all riddled with scars. Various magic treasures were covered with various kinds of scars, and a few low-grade magic treasures were already on the verge of collapse.

Just as Yang Chen sighed, a Flying Sword and an armor were shattered into pieces with a bang. Without two magic weapons to protect his body, the man was even more difficult to support himself. A moment of carelessness, a Flying Sword immediately found a gap and directly penetrated his arm.

The severe pain made the man scream. With a slight distraction, the golden seal was pierced by a series of Flying Swords and directly turned into a huge sieve, full of holes.

This golden seal was his beloved magic weapon, and it had even reached the realm of life source magic weapon. At this moment, most of it was suddenly destroyed by the Flying Sword, and the man's spiritual awareness was immediately injured.

Under this situation, the man could no longer turn the tide. He only persisted for less than five breaths and the golden seal was broken into pieces by a dozen sword lights. There was no magic weapon around the man that could be as powerful as the golden seal.

"Despicable!" The cold man knew that his time was up. He tried his best to resist a few times and shouted at Yang Chen.

"It's not as good as a master in the late Yuanying stage to deal with me, a junior in the foundation stage. Despicable!" Yang Chen sneered: "Rest in peace, senior!"

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