All Heavens and Worlds Red Envelope System

Chapter 397 Torment
Chi Chi!

Under the double attack of the power of lava and the power of the holy spirit in the body, wisps of white smoke appeared on the sky thunder halberd that was about to resist, and finally, the imprint of Yi Yang's primordial spirit left on it was completely erased by Xia Chen.

"You..." Yi Yang's eyes widened, his face full of shock and anger, he could feel that the slightest connection between himself and Tianlei Halberd was cut off.

Under Yi Yang's cannibalistic gaze, Xia Chen casually threw the Thunder Halberd into his storage ring, counting it as his trophy.

"What are you, today's thunder halberd, you want to throw it over and give it to me yourself, of course I will accept it, and your kindness will not be in vain!" Xia Chen said lightly with a playful smile.

Yi Yang was so angry that his face was distorted. He threw the Thunder Halberd, intending to destroy the gates of hell, but he didn't expect that all these ghosts were brave enough to resist, fighting for the advantage of numbers , pierced thousands of ghosts, and stopped the Thunder Halberd he threw with all his strength, and finally fell into Xia Chen's hands.

"You, you return the Thunder Halberd to me quickly, otherwise, I will never end with you!" Yi Yang's weapon was taken away, and he could no longer maintain his previous arrogance and calmness, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, his eyes were like a falcon He stared at Xia Chen closely.

"You're not finished with me?" Xia Chen smiled: "I'm still not finished with you, ghosts, fuck me and eat him!"

With a wave of Xia Chen's hand, his voice spread out relying on the power of hell in his body, making his voice appealing to these ghosts. All these ghosts obeyed his orders, and swarmed up desperately, biting Yi Yang come.

Yi Yang's Sky Thunder Halberd was snatched by Xia Chen, he had no other way to face these ghosts like waves, he could only keep sending down the Thunder from Heaven to smash these ghosts into pieces.

However, it takes time for Shen Xiaolei to be released. Moreover, Yi Yang can't finish killing so many ghosts pouring out from the gate of hell, especially because of the consumption of spiritual energy.

These ghosts rushed out one after another, and after a while, the wave of ghosts drowned Yi Yang.

Looking at Yi Yang who was overwhelmed by the group of ghosts, Xia Chen stood quietly watching, he did things properly.

After all, this is Wandao Sect, and Yi Yang is a valued disciple of Wandao Sect. If he really kills him, Zhong Litu, the elder and deputy suzerain of the Discipline Pavilion, will definitely ask his teacher for punishment, and then he will be in big trouble.

Therefore, Xia Chen didn't want Yi Yang's life, but torturing him was inevitable.

"let me go!"

A low growl sounded in the wave of ghosts. It was the sound of Yi Yang struggling desperately. Accompanied by several shrill roars, it was enough to show how miserable Yi Yang's situation was when he was overwhelmed by the ghosts.

Such a second-rank Martial Saint, a close disciple trained by Wan Dao Sect, has fallen to this end in Xia Chen's hands, which made all the disciples onlookers tremble in their hearts, and couldn't help discussing in a low voice.

"Who is this Xia Chen? I've never heard of it before. How could he beat Senior Brother Yi Yang like this in a few rounds!"

"Senior Brother Yi Yang is one of the top three disciples of our Wan Dao Sect. Xia Chen can easily defeat him. Doesn't it mean that Xia Chen has strength comparable to Senior Sister Zhuxuan!"

"Unexpectedly, my Wan Dao Sect has another monster. This year's disciple competition, our Wan Dao Sect hopes to get rid of the last place!"

"By the way, what kind of martial art is this Xia Chen? It's unheard of. It's so weird and gloomy. It's like a crooked way. Those black monsters coming out of the door are so similar to the ghosts in the folklore. But do ghosts really exist? "

The pedestrians watching on the road talked a lot, and looked at Xia Chen with awe and fear.

At this time, Xia Chen felt that Yi Yang's vitality was slowly declining in the wave of ghosts, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He knew that it was time to let go, otherwise, Yi Yang would really be wiped out, and he had high hopes for Yi Yang. The deputy suzerain couldn't spare him.

Xia Chen doesn't want to be an enemy of a celestial martial sage right now, he doesn't even dare to guarantee whether his strongest trump card, the Jade Immortal Sword, can kill an enemy at the level of a celestial martial sage.

"The gate of hell, close!" Xia Chen shouted suddenly, and the opened gate of hell burst out with a strong suction force. The wave of ghosts was pulled by this suction, and they all retracted into the gate of hell.

boom!
Immediately, there was a loud bang, and the opened door of hell slammed shut, and finally, it turned into strands of gray power of hell, returning to Xia Chen's body.

After the group of ghosts were taken back by Xia Chen, Yi Yang's figure, who was tortured enough, was exposed in the air.

His white robe was torn and tattered from being bitten by the ghosts, like a beggar, and there were blood-red teeth marks on his body, which were the tooth marks that the ghosts had bitten on him.

Fortunately, the ghosts that Xia Chen summoned from the gates of hell don't eat human flesh and blood, but only devour spiritual power. Otherwise, Yi Yang would not only leave tooth marks on his body, but he might have turned into a pile of bones long ago up.

What's even more fortunate is that these ghostly teeth from the gate of hell are not poisonous, otherwise, Yi Yang would die from the poison after the first bite, or his body would be pus-filled, which would be too horrible to look at.

However, the current situation of Yi Yang is not much better.

Not long ago, in the main hall of the sect, he was named by the deputy sect master and placed high hopes on him, and he was envied and supported by many disciples. It can be said that he enjoyed the limelight.

But in less than half an hour, as one of the three most powerful disciples of Wan Dao Sect, he had fallen to this point, his clothes were torn, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his body was covered with tooth marks. Like a beggar.

Enough to be called a loss of face.

"I, I..." Yi Yang was out of breath, with his black hair hanging loose, he raised his tired and fierce eyes, stared at Xia Chen, and said harshly in a breathless voice: "Xia Chen, Just wait and see, what happened today, another day, I will return it to you tenfold!"

Xia Chen put his hands on his chest and looked at him coldly: "Yo, until now, I still can't change this high-ranking, self-righteous tone. Your younger brother Yi Shi has also said your words, but now he can't help but be afraid. Cowardly hiding behind you, begging for your help?"

"You two brothers, you really have the same virtue, okay, I'll wait, just come here in the future, I'll see what tricks you have!" Xia Chen smiled.

Chi Chi!

Hearing Xia Chen's words of teasing and ridiculing Yi Yang, Jiang Tao Jia Huai and the others behind couldn't help laughing.

And Yi Yang's younger brother, Yi Shi, stood not far away with a dull expression. He still hasn't been able to accept that his omnipotent brother has fallen to this point in Xia Chen's hands, so embarrassing!

(End of this chapter)