Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1662: The Purple Mansion has fallen!

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The first thousand six hundred and sixty-second chapter Zifu falls!

Four Zifu gods appear at the same time!

This kind of scene is unprecedented! Even in the history of the entire plane mezzanine, it is really rare to be able to make four Zifu gods take action at the same time!

"Yang Chen, be careful!" Looking at the people who kept coming to Yang Chen, Ling Yuyao's expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help exclaiming.

"Don't come here." Yang Chen's face remained as usual, and he said faintly: "Purple Mansion Immortal is not something you can handle. Stay away from me, lest you get affected by the battle!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Although they are worried, what Yang Chen said is not unreasonable. The powerful cultivation level of the immortal Zifu is beyond their reach. If they were too close, they would be seriously injured by the battle, and it would also burden Yang Chen.

Ling Yuyao, Mu Lingyun and the others who flew away were all taken aback and cast curious eyes at Zhang Ting.

"Forget it."

Zhang Ting shook his head and said: "A few little ants, they ran away. The top priority now is to catch this Yang Chen! Don't let him run away!"

The value of Yang Chen's body is extremely important, as long as he is caught, whether it is to make a confession to the superior, or to know the incense mark on his body.

All problems can be solved!

After hearing Zhang Ting's words, the few Zifu gods also rushed over, their bodies like tigers, outflank Yang Chen! The surging spiritual power permeated the air, causing a sudden change of expression!

The warriors around are even more hind legs, for fear of being affected by this battle!

"Dead!"

I saw one of them rushing with an iron fist. The fist wind was like a sword, splitting the air. This heavy punch is probably enough to blast any powerhouse below the Zifu fairy into flesh!

However.

Seeing this flying fist, Yang Chen didn't avoid it, but calm and indifferent. At the next moment, he also raised his right hand, squeezed his five fingers into a fist, and slammed into the opposite person!

Peng!

With a punch, the person's body burst open, and his body was torn apart and turned into a mass of ground meat. The blood was mixed with broken internal organs, splashed and scattered, and the smell was everywhere!

"Youngest?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed slightly.

Even Zhang Ting’s pupils shrank a bit. Although he had thought that Yang Chen was great, he never thought... the other party was so great? As the third master of the purple mansion, he was smashed by a punch?

"Ats!"

Yang Chen's face was cold, and he uttered two words.

The next moment, I saw him take a step forward, the spiritual power of his right hand surged, and a beautiful lotus flower also condensed from his right hand. After that, Yang Chen directly shot the lotus flower into the abdomen of the person in front of him in such a thunderous manner!

Peng!

The lotus flower exploded directly in the person's body, and the powerful aftermath spread out. He and the person beside him were directly swallowed up by this energy, and the powerful body of the **** of the Purple Mansion appeared weak and weak in front of the explosion.

The bodies of the two turned into dust and smoke, completely dissipated in the world.

"The fifth...the sixth..."

Zhang Ting's face changed suddenly, and he was about to bite his tongue in surprise.

From just now to now, but in just a few minutes, Yang Chen has killed three Zifu gods? What the **** is this guy?

As for the remaining Seventh Master, his face turned pale in fright, and his body was trembling. After all, he is the weakest in this group of people, the third, fifth, and sixth in this guy's hands did not even make a half of the move!

I went up by myself, isn't that going to die?

"Old Qi, you retreat." At this moment, Zhang Ting suddenly said, "This guy is the cultivation base of the Zifu Immortal in the late stage. You are not his opponent! Let me come personally. Come on!"

Hearing this, Old Seven was slightly taken aback.

It turns out that this guy is the late Zifu fairy? It's no wonder that the youngest and the others have no power to resist, after all, the strongest cultivation base among them is only the middle stage of the Zifu fairy.

While surprised in his heart, Lao Qi also let out a sigh of relief, then stepped back.

Let Zhang Ting step forward.

"Sorry, I didn't hold back just now, I used a little more strength. Your brothers seem a little weak? Didn't even catch my punch?" Yang Chen smiled as Zhang Ting came forward. Smiled and said.

The contempt in the words caused Zhang Ting's brows to frown, and he was already unhappy.

"Yang Chen, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be in the late Zifu fairy stage? Yes, your cultivation level is enough to rank in the top 100 in the entire interlayer!" Zhang Ting smiled slightly and stretched He shot and made a gesture to Yang Chen.

"Why not, how about you following me in the future? With your cultivation level, I am really reluctant to kill you!"

It is also the cultivation base of the Zifu gods in the late stage, and can erase the mark of incense, if such a talent is killed, it is indeed a pity! Although Shangjia wants to kill Yang Chen by himself, he should still be able to open the Internet as long as he pleads with him!

After all, it's a good deal to trade a few people from the middle and early stages of the Zifu fairy to a strong man in the late Zifu fairy!

However.

Hearing what Zhang Ting said, Yang Chen smiled and said, "I am a little bit reluctant to kill with your cultivation base. Why not follow me? I can spare you not to die!"

"You are looking for death!"

As soon as he said this, Zhang Ting's face suddenly changed, and his eyes also showed sullenness.

The next moment, when Zhang Ting's figure moved, he rushed out like a tiger. The vigorous spiritual energy, like a tsunami, rushed towards Yang Chen on the opposite side!

"The Vientiane Needle!"

Chichichichichi...

The next moment, I saw these waves of spiritual power immediately turned into countless dark, sharp needles! They were suspended in front of Zhang Ting, and the needles pointed directly at Yang Chen on the opposite side. Following Zhang Ting's cold drink, these sharp needles whizzed out!

Everywhere the pointed needle passed, it was cut apart, bursting out black cracks!

"Small carving skills!"

Yang Chen's face remained as usual, and his big sleeves waved.

Wow!

A huge amount of energy also rushed out of his body, and the next moment, those sharp needles burst out "bump bang". It collapsed one after another in the air, and finally turned into countless fragments, slowly dissipating.

"With such martial arts, you dare to show it to shame?" Yang Chen sneered, eyes full of disdain.

"Somewhat capable?"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ting also smiled.

The attack just now was nothing more than his warm-up exercise. He hadn't thought about it. He could subdue Yang Chen with just one move.