More than a dozen figures, men and women, looked like a group of rogue cultivators, followed by an old man with a compass at the front, flying on their swords.
Among these people, the worst one was also at the peak of the Jiedan stage. Seven or eight masters at the peak of the Jiedan stage, plus seven or eight masters at the early and middle stages of the Yuanying stage, each holding a golden ball in his left hand, and his right hand was a variety of magic weapons.
"He is flying in this direction, as soon as we meet him, trap him with a twisted golden net, and kill him immediately!" The old man in front looked at the compass and seemed to be estimating the change in the distance from Yang Chen, and ordered.
"Everyone spread out, the guy's flying magic weapon is very fast, I am afraid one or two twisted golden nets can't trap him." The old man attached great importance to this action and kept saying "On the sea, he may have a unique trump card, so this time on the ground. Once any twisted golden net works, immediately trap him with a formation and kill him! Show no mercy! "
The men and women behind him seemed to be used to his nagging. No one said anything, not even a sound of agreement. They just spread out tacitly, basically covering all directions.
"Quick, hide!" After a while, the old man looked at the compass and suddenly ordered.
A group of men and women flashed with a ray of light, and then the figures disappeared in the air one by one, as if they had never appeared. The robes on each of them were specially refined and could activate a stealth formation to hide the owner.
Yang Chen's shuttle soon appeared on the horizon, drawing a thin line in the air with almost no trace, and came close. Then under the puzzled gaze of a group of people in the dark, it suddenly stopped. The shuttle flashed, and Yang Chen's figure appeared in the air, holding the Blood Phantom Vine Flying Sword in his hand, looking coldly in front of him.
"Do it!" Yang Chen's behavior obviously showed that he had found something. The old man did not go to investigate where he had exposed himself, and decisively ordered to start.
Peng peng peng, a series of sounds sounded, and in several directions of Yang Chen, a large golden net burst. With unparalleled speed, the huge net quickly wrapped around Yang Chen's body.
Yang Chen only glanced at them. Facing the dozen or so golden nets, his body did not move at all, allowing the nets to wrap around him tightly from all directions.
They did not expect such a result at all. After the group of male and female masters threw the golden ball of the twisted gold net, they all thought that Yang Chen would dodge, and each of them made a response to dodge. However, after the group of people was done, they were shocked to find that Yang Chen did not move at all. This made their previous response very comical.
But no matter what, the people who did it were still secretly delighted. No one knew the power of these twisted gold nets better than them. As long as one was entangled by the twisted gold nets, even a high-speed Flying Sword without the sharpness of a magic weapon would not be able to get rid of it. It would only become tighter and tighter, and eventually, one would lose the ability to move.
One or two might have to worry about some magic weapons, but if more than a dozen of them were entangled, even if it was a master of the dacheng stage, they would have to be obediently tied up. The twisted gold net was not only a strong big net, the barbs on it and the poison on the barbs were enough to send the masters of the dacheng stage to the underworld.
The blow was effective, and everyone was secretly happy. Although they didn't know why Yang Chen would suddenly put away the shuttle at this time, they didn't care what reason Yang Chen had. What they wanted was to kill Yang Chen cleanly, as long as they did so.
Even if more than a dozen twisted gold nets were enough to kill Yang Chen, none of these people hesitated. All the magic weapons in their hands flew out and smashed towards Yang Chen's head. As long as the person died, it would be a waste!
However, when everyone was smashing their magic weapons and they were also flying up, they suddenly heard the voice of Yang Chen.
"I am very unhappy now, but thank you for coming to my door to let me vent my anger!" Yang Chen's voice was full of killing intent, followed by a sentence "Every injustice has its perpetrator, every debt has its debtor!"
After the words, Yang Chen had not finished completely, a series of magic weapons had been smashed down. On the surface of Yang Chen's body, the golden light flashed slightly. Everyone didn't seem to see the difference between this golden light and the golden light of the twisted gold net, but they heard a dull bell sound.
Buzz, the long and low bell sound, with a power to penetrate the soul, penetrated into everyone's sea of consciousness. Everyone seemed to hear the sound of the golden bell ringing in their ears, and then a few guys with weak spiritual awareness directly fainted and fell from the air.
Originally, Yang Chen thought that everyone would be stunned by the golden bell, but the old man miraculously remained awake. But even so, there was a glint of horror in his eyes. Then, it became a kind of cutting off the means of retreat, the whole body turned into a streamer, the tip of the streamer flashed a hint of silver, flying toward Yang Chen's heart.
Hey, a slight sound like a sharp blade cutting through tofu, Yang Chen's arm was lifted easily, originally wrapped in Yang Chen's body, everyone thought that the dozens of twisted gold nets, under the blade of Xiao Tian's Blood Demon Vine Flying Sword, were as fragile as a few pieces of paper, easily broken.
Yang Chen's right hand, raised the Blood Demon Vine Flying Sword high, and slammed down at the old man's figure.
Ding, a sound of metal collision, the streamer first hit Yang Chen's chest, but only brought such a crisp sound, there was no other effect. Yang Chen's Flying Sword directly divided the old man's figure into two pieces. Before the two pieces of the corpse fell to the ground, it had become a dry appearance.
The dozen or so guys who fainted, Yang Chen, as before, sealed their five senses and threw them into the dome hall. These people were definitely the periphery of the Taitianmen. Through them, Yang Chen could find more hidden people of the Taitianmen.
After cleaning up these killers, Yang Chen threw the seized things into the mouth of Xiao Tian and let it clean up the spiritual awareness imprints that may be left.
Only one was killed, which made Yang Chen very unsatisfied. He knew that he would not use the golden bell to stun them. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he was. He couldn't help but throw the spiritual awareness imprint of the blood river in his sea of consciousness into the blood river again.
The young sect master Li Liheng, who had just woken up, had just sent away the sect master and several elders. He was taking a rest under the service of the servants. He was about to get up and do something. Suddenly, the feeling of horror came again. Li Liheng only had time to scream and once again softly collapsed on the ground.
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