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Ma Chunmei stared intently at Chen Yang. She didn't recognize this ordinary-looking cultivator, but she didn't expect him to recognize her origins so quickly. Alarm bells rang in her mind, and she hesitated.

"It's you! You bastard! What do you want?"

Suddenly, Ma Xinran jumped up and pointed at Chen Yang, screaming sharply. At this moment, Chen Yang was disguised as Chen Hui, the ordinary cultivator who had slapped her last time, so she naturally hated him to the bone!

Ma Chunmei then realized what was happening and quickly bowed to Chen Yang, her tone slightly tentative: "My lord, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

As she spoke, the shadow beneath her feet silently lengthened, spreading rapidly toward Chen Yang's feet like a venomous snake!

This action was extremely subtle, and ordinary cultivators would not be able to detect it at all—who would pay special attention to someone else's shadow?

However, Chen Yang had already learned from the Six Doors' information that Ma Chunmei's greatest weapon was her shadow assassination technique! As long as her shadow got close, she could be killed silently, making it impossible to defend against!

The next moment, a cold smile flashed across Ma Chunmei's face, and the shadow on the ground instantly split into countless wind shadow needles, rushing towards Chen Yang like a torrential rain!

The two were extremely close, and the attack came suddenly. Not to mention a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Power Realm would not have time to defend against it!

"Buzz!"

But just as the Wind Shadow Needle was about to hit Chen Yang, his body suddenly lit up with a dense white light screen, which instantly condensed into a thick armor of light, enveloping his entire body!

"Crackling and popping!"

The shadows transformed into wind needles that struck the armor of light with tremendous force, producing a series of loud clashing sounds and sparks flying everywhere!

Chen Yang's armor of light shattered rapidly, but he had already activated more than thirty armor of light talismans in advance. As one layer shattered, another layer immediately replaced it, continuously resisting the attacks of the Wind Shadow Needles!

Upon seeing this, Ma Chunmei's face turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with horror. She cried out, "Who are you? How did you know my attack method?"

"Hehe..." Chen Yang's lips curled into a cold smile, but he did not answer.

Just then, Ma Wei's pitiful scream came from not far away: "No—!"

Immediately afterwards, with a soft thud, Ma Wei's head was sliced ​​off by a sword aura, rolling to Ma Chunmei's feet, his eyes still wide open, filled with resentment and fear.

Ma Chunmei looked down at the head that had rolled to her feet, her heart skipped a beat, and she felt her soul leave her body! She immediately turned around, wanting to run away again, but as soon as she turned around, she saw five sword saint puppets covered in blood, exuding killing intent, charging directly at her like vengeful ghosts!

"No!"

Ma Chunmei screamed in despair, trying to fight back, but even though she was in the late stage of the Divine Power Realm, she couldn't even withstand a single move from the five puppets who were full of killing intent and worked together perfectly!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Several sword energies fell simultaneously, instantly slicing Ma Chunmei's body into more than a dozen pieces of flesh. Blood stained the ground red, and she fell into a pool of blood, dying with her eyes wide open.

Ma Xinran, who was standing nearby, witnessed this bloody scene and her body trembled uncontrollably, like a leaf falling from a tree!

She never imagined that the usually aloof and powerful ancestor, who was at the peak of the Divine Power Realm, and Ma Chunmei, who was at the late stage of the Divine Power Realm, would both be killed by this inner disciple in front of her!

Who is this guy? How can he have such great strength?

Ma Xinran's face was ashen, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud, pleading in a trembling voice, "Senior Brother Chen... don't kill me! I'm innocent! Your hatred for them has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Yang looked at Ma Xinran with a cold smile. He waved his hand, took off the God-Concealing Cloak, and revealed his true face.

Ma Xinran was about to continue begging for mercy when she saw Chen Yang's face. She suddenly froze, then couldn't help but rub her eyes, muttering incredulously, "You... who are you? How come you look exactly like someone I knew? Who are you?"

"Ma Xinran, you really are forgetful." Chen Yang's voice was icy cold, filled with intense killing intent.