After Five Thousand Years Of Cultivating Immortality, He Returned To Earth And Became Invincible

At this time, the man standing high in the air glanced down and frowned slightly.

He slowly landed on the ground, and then looked at Yang Chen and the two of them with some arrogance.

The two people behind the young man also followed closely and fell down.

"Where is your sect master? Let him come out to see me."

They came here this time because they received a summons from the Wuji Sect to investigate matters related to Tianmen.

The young man's tone was a little contemptuous, and then he continued: "Why is the smell of blood here so strong? What happened here just now."

Yang Chen did not answer him, but asked coldly: "Who are you, Zhou Wenwu?"

When the man heard this, anger suddenly appeared on his face. However, before he could speak, the man on the left took a step forward.

Pointing at Yang Chen: "Boy, if you dare to call our prince by his name, are you looking for death?"

"Um?"

Yang Chen frowned slightly, glanced coldly at the man on the left, and then slapped him in the air.

boom!

Before anyone present could react, the man exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Xiao Bingxue, who was behind Yang Chen, also twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, with a worried look on her face.

But she didn't say anything. She would support her son unconditionally no matter what he did.

She also believed that since Yang Chen dared to kill people directly, there must be a solution.

"Boy, do you dare to kill my brother?"

The middle-aged man on the right had red eyes and stared at Yang Chen.

They are brothers, and this time they were ordered to protect the young man in front of them.

Originally, they thought that this mission to Wuji Sect was not dangerous at all. In this small place, there would be no open-minded people who would dare to find the Zhou Dynasty.

But what he didn't expect was that just after arriving at Wuji Sect, his brother was slapped to death by Yang Chen.

This is simply unforgivable.

"Boy, I want you to die!"

The middle-aged man on the right shouted loudly, and all his spiritual energy gathered in his fist, and he smashed it directly at Yang Chen.

When Yang Chen saw this, there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.

Then he sneered: "Since I can't let go of your brother, then you should die too."

While talking, Yang Chen pointed out, and a very fast light directly penetrated the man's head.

The man's pupils were dilated, with a look of disbelief and deep regret on his face.

Before he died, he realized that Yang Chen had just slapped his brother to death, so he could also kill him with the same move.

Why does he have to seek death!

boom!

The man's body reached the bottom and then exploded.

Blood and minced meat splashed all over the young man.

From the time the three people appeared to the time these two died, less than a minute passed.

The young man saw his two guards dying with his own eyes, a trace of anger and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

His strength is not as good as those two people, and he knows that he has no chance of winning against Yang Chen.

And his only chance of survival can only rely on his background?

The young man took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Aren't you from the Wuji Sect?"

By now, he could see clearly that Yang Chen was not from the Wuji Sect at all.

However, Yang Chen still did not answer his words: "I will ask you one last time, who are you, Zhou Wenwu."

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, due to Yang Chen's strength, he still replied obediently: "He is my imperial brother!"

Then the young man continued: "Your Majesty, you are not afraid of my father if you kill people from my Zhou Dynasty like this..."

However, before he finished speaking, Yang Chen took a step forward and came directly to the young man.

"No need to say more, you can be on your way!"

After speaking, Yang Chen slapped the young man on the head again.

When the young man saw this, his face no longer looked calm as before.

He never expected that Yang Chen would act so decisively after knowing his identity.

Is this a fucking lunatic?

His eyes were full of fear, and he wanted to resist, but found that his body couldn't move.

Suddenly he was panicked!

Looking at Yang Chen's palm that was getting closer and closer, he shouted loudly: "My father, Emperor Zhou Tianwang..."

Just when he was halfway through speaking, Yang Chen's palm fell directly.

boom!

"King Zhou Tianxian? Even if it's Zhou Tianxian, he will come to accompany you soon."

As Yang Chen finished speaking, the young man's head exploded.

After doing all this, Yang Chen turned to look at Xiao Bingxue, and that harmless smile appeared on his face again.

Xiao Bingxue looked at Yang Chen's smile, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

At the same time, she was shocked and a little heartbroken.

In just five years, Yang Chen had gained such strength. She didn't know how much Yang Chen had suffered.

If it weren't for Yang Chen's appearance in front of him and his bloodline, she would have doubted whether this was her son.

Yang Chen looked at Xiao Bingxue's strange expression and said with some confusion: "What's wrong, Mom, don't you recognize your son?"

Xiao Bingxue sneered and slapped Yang Chen on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about? I know you even if you turn into ashes."

"Ouch!"

Yang Chen covered his head, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

When Xiao Bingxue saw this, a look of panic suddenly appeared on her face.

She stepped forward and kept rubbing Yang Chen's head: "I'm sorry, son, did my spanking hurt you?"

Yang Chen felt the touch of Xiao Bingxue's jade hands and felt extremely warm in his heart.

As if he thought of something, Yang Chen's palm flashed with light, and a bottle condensed with black flames appeared in his hand.

Xiao Bingxue looked at Yang Chen in confusion, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Mom, who do you think this is?"

Yang Chen said something, and then touched the mouth of the bottle.

I saw a soul flying out of the bottle, it was Xiao Yuanming.

But at this time, Xiao Yuanming's soul was still burning with black flames.

His aura was even more weak. If Yang Chen hadn't been hanging on to his life, he would have died long ago.

The moment Xiao Bingxue saw Xiao Yuanming, her face suddenly changed with shock, and then a deep hatred emerged.

Xiao Yuanming slowly opened his eyes at this time. His eyes were already a little empty, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Yang Chen, I was wrong, please let me go, please."

Without thinking, he immediately looked at Yang Chen and began to beg for mercy.

During this period, the Nine Nether Demonic Flames continued to burn his soul. This feeling was simply worse than death.

If he could commit suicide, he would have ended his life long ago.

But Yang Chen continued to repair his soul, leaving him lingering on the edge of death.

When Yang Chen saw this, he didn't say anything, but looked at Xiao Bingxue on the side.

Xiao Yuanming also discovered the existence of Xiao Bingxue at this moment.

He opened his eyes wide and tears suddenly flowed out from his face: "Bingxue, is it really you? Please let Yang Chen let me go. I was really wrong."

He felt extremely regretful. If he had been nicer to Xiao Bingxue, such a thing would not have happened.

Xiao Bingxue did not speak when she heard this. There was only endless hatred in her heart.

She never imagined that her father would do something like that to her.

Not only did he destroy her family, but he also dug out her eyes and destroyed her cultivation. Is this really what his father could do?

After a while, Xiao Bingxue took a deep breath, and then said to Yang Chen: "Son, you can do whatever you want."