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The disciples behind him couldn't believe their ears either.

"You...you killed Elder Li?!"

The tall disciple cried out, nearly dropping his sword.

Although Li Wanfeng was only an outer sect elder, he was still a genuine powerhouse!

He just died like that?

Or will I die in this godforsaken, desolate little town?

"You mean, you killed them?"

Even You Cheng's voice changed tone, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably.

"That's right, not a single one was left."

Luo Chen spoke casually, and the courtyard fell silent again.

You Cheng's mind was racing.

Daring to kill an elder of the Martial Green Sect?

This is no longer just a matter of being incredibly audacious.

This shows they don't take Wu Qingzong seriously at all!

What puzzled him even more was how such a person could exist in such a remote and desolate city.

He's either crazy.

Either... you need something to rely on.

His gaze involuntarily swept towards the depths of the courtyard.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw that.

There were several places where his divine sense couldn't penetrate.

It was foggy, as if it were shrouded in mist.

Formation?

How could such a small family have an array that could block the divine sense of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator?

Luo Chen stood on the steps, taking in all the changes in You Yicheng's expression.

Scared?

The old man, as expected, becomes more afraid of death as he gets older.

"If you don't leave now, you'll end up like them."

Luo Chen's voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

"However, this person must stay."

He pointed his finger at the tall disciple.

The tall disciple's face turned pale instantly.

"What...what do you mean?"

Luo Chen remained indifferent.

"Anyone who kills a member of my Luo family must pay with their life."

"So, you have to die."

"you!"

The tall disciple was both shocked and furious, his face trembling. He suddenly turned his head to look at You Yicheng.

"Master! This brat is too arrogant!"

"He killed Elder Li! And he even killed Junior Brother Ma right in front of us!"

"He's showing no respect for Wu Qingzong! He's showing no respect for you, Master!"

"We must kill him!"

By the end, his voice was hoarse.

You Yicheng remained silent.

His old face was so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out, and his mind was in turmoil.

kill?

Doesn't he want to?

But the reason he's survived this long isn't because of impulsiveness, but because he never takes risks.

He could tell that Luo Chen's cultivation level was definitely not at the Foundation Establishment stage.

But that punch just now left him wondering how powerful it was.

The key question is, who knows what's hidden in those places that are hard to see through?

Is he a master?

Or something else?

Would someone who dares to kill a Wuqing Sect elder not have any trump cards?

Having lived for so many years, he knows one thing best.

Arrogant people are either fools or they have the right to be arrogant.

Does this kid look like an idiot?

Not like.

That would be troublesome.

But if he didn't do something, where would he put his old face in front of so many disciples?

How am I going to explain this to the young sect leader when I get back?

Especially when someone makes a firm decision and grits their teeth.

The powerful energy of the fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly burst forth.

An invisible pressure surged towards Luo Chen like a tide, making the air thick and sticky.

Several servants in the courtyard collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

The two female disciples' eyes lit up.

Master is about to make a move!

The tall disciple grinned maliciously, staring intently at Luo Chen, wishing he could see him smashed into a pulp right now.

"Kid."

You Yicheng's voice deepened, "Since you killed someone from my sect, you must come back to the sect with me and await the young master's judgment."

At the same time, pressure fell on Luo Chen.

As soon as You Cheng uttered those words, the expressions of the disciples behind him all changed.

That's it?

What happened to killing him to avenge us?

The tall disciple turned his head to look at his companion beside him, his lips pursed into a thin line.

The disappointment in his eyes was clearly written all over his face.

Bring them back to the sect?

What's the difference between this and just wearing "I can't beat them" on your face?

The two female disciples exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths turned down slightly.

The aura of the Master, who was at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, was so powerful that everyone thought he was about to kill someone.

After holding it in for so long, he finally managed to utter this one soft sentence.

His disciple was killed, punched to death right in front of him, and he didn't even have the courage to retaliate.

This is such a pathetic job as a master.

As You Cheng stood in front, he could feel the gazes behind him had completely changed.

Those gazes were like fine needles, pricking his back.

But he maintained a dignified expression, pretending not to notice anything, and just stared at Luo Chen and the others for their reply.

Luo Chen glanced at the expressions of the disciples behind You Yicheng, and the cold smile on his lips deepened.

"The young master you're talking about, is that coward Gao Yang? He's too ashamed to show his face himself, always sending you bunch of trash to your deaths. And you're actually risking your lives for him, making a fool of yourselves here."

You Yicheng's face twitched, and his fingers clenched and then relaxed.

Luo Chen continued speaking, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Go back and tell him that he secretly seduced my wife, and I haven't settled that score with him yet. Make him prepare 20 million spirit stones as compensation for my emotional distress; if he doesn't send them—"

He paused, his gaze darkening.

"I will go and pick it up myself."

Upon hearing this, the disciples' expressions turned even uglier.

Twenty million spirit stones?

Emotional compensation?

This kid dares to say that?

When has the young sect leader, who can roam freely within a radius of three thousand miles, ever suffered such humiliation?

But upon further reflection, they felt resentful.

Li Wanfeng died here, Pockmarked Senior Brother died here, and now even Master is like a coward, not daring to make a move.

When people call them trash, they really don't have the guts to talk back.

Especially successful.

He didn't even dare to seek revenge when his own disciple was killed on the spot. What is he if not trash?

Yu Cheng felt a surge of anger rising in his chest. He could clearly feel his disciple's gaze, and every look felt like a slap in his face.

If we don't take action now, once we get back, these few mouths will spread the word far and wide, and Elder You's reputation will be completely ruined.

A dignified inner sect elder, a master at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, was frightened by a mere brat in the wilderness, and didn't even have the courage to avenge his disciple.

If this gets out, what will the sect leader think of him?

What do his fellow disciples think of him?

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice.

"Boy, you're too arrogant. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you?"

Before he could finish speaking, he slapped him across the face.

The palm strike, imbued with the full spiritual power of a fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, hurtled straight towards Luo Chen's chest with a sharp whistling sound.

He used all his strength in this palm strike, completely forgetting any reservations he had previously held back.

Luo Chen was prepared. He instantly activated the Tai Xu Hun Tian Gong, his body surging with energy, and forcefully met the attack head-on.

boom!

The two palms collided, creating a shockwave that shattered several blue bricks in the courtyard.

The lanterns on the pillars were overturned and fell to the ground, with sparks flying out and scorching a few dry leaves.

You Yicheng was thrown more than ten feet backward, and after landing on his feet, he took several more steps back before he could barely regain his balance.

A surge of blood rushed through my chest, and a metallic, sweet taste rose in my throat.

He tried desperately to suppress it, but a trace of blood had already seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!

You Cheng stared at Luo Chen in shock, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.

Even if he cultivated from the womb, it's impossible, right?