I Have a Luck Altar

Chapter 135 My name is Chen Yuan, from the abyss! (Durable men please subscribe)

Yu Wancheng smiled contemptuously, and said sarcastically:

"Giving you a chance to live is to look down on you. Since you don't know good and bad, there is nothing to say. I will let the four ghosts of Yunshan die to witness the rise of my Qingjiao Society!"

Zhao Beishan stared at Yu Wancheng:

"It will only deal with us Foundation Establishment warriors, and the Qingjiao Society is also worthy of rising?"

Yu Wancheng: "First get rid of you miscellaneous fish, so that the Yunjiang River is completely under the control of my Qingjiao Society. Besides, you four ghosts are not the first, nor will you be the last."

"Now Linjiang is only a few tens of feet long. Do you think you can really keep our brothers?"

Qian Xishan clenched the knife in his hand.

"A few tens of feet is enough. I just wanted to show you a way to survive. Since you don't know each other, then Yu will send a few of you back to the west.

You are known as the five ghosts of Yunjiang, and it’s fine if the other one died long ago, and the rest of you. Let you become the real ghosts of Yunjiang. "

Yu Wancheng bent his legs and shot out suddenly, bringing up a gust of cold wind. He swung the long sword in his hand and took Zhao Beishan's head straight.

"Ding Ding!!"

After several blows, Zhao Beishan could barely resist, but after three moves, he couldn't hold on anymore, Yu Wancheng cut off a strand of hair from his head with a sword,

Then, he slammed a palm on Zhao Beishan's body.

Lang staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Qian Xishan, Sun Nanshan, and Li Dongshan were frightened and furious, and immediately swung their knives at Yu Wancheng.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After several attacks in a row, the three teamed up to briefly block Yu Wancheng, and the remaining members of the Qingjiao Society saw this and joined the battlefield with their knives at the same time.

The four of them retreated in succession, with several bloodstains on their bodies, and they were sweating profusely.

"Brother, you go first, the three of us block him!"

"no."

Zhao Beishan sternly refused.

"Brother, you are the closest to the Ning Gang state among my brothers. Only if you escape, can you hope to avenge us in the future." Li Nanshan whispered.

"That's right, brother, your water skills are the best, as long as you enter the water, it is absolutely impossible for these guys to catch you."

"Stop talking, I won't leave. There's no way Yu Wancheng didn't expect this," Zhao Beishan quickly judged the current situation.

If they do, they can't escape.

"The fifth one is dead, the four of us brothers just stay with him, his head lost a big scar, eighteen years later, we will be again."

"No, you have no afterlife."

Yu Wancheng sneered, his eyes filled with coldness.

Want to leave under his nose?

impossible!

The gap between Ning Gang and Na Qi cannot be made up by ordinary people.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a piercing sound resounded through the air, Yu Wancheng was startled, and quickly raised his sword to block in front of him.

"boom!"

With a huge force, Jiang Changjian bent instantly and slapped Yu Wancheng's chest, causing him to back up a few steps quickly. He lowered his head and looked intently. The thing that hit him just now was a black stone the size of a baby's fist.

"It's... from the sailboat."

Yu Wancheng's eyes turned cold, and he turned his gaze to the figure of the boat in the middle of the river.

When he approached just now, he had already spotted someone on board, but because the distance was too far, he didn't observe carefully, he just thought it was a fisherman.

He thought about killing that guy's mouth after finishing solving the four ghosts in Yunshan.

look now

It seems that the comer is not good!

Seeing Yu Wancheng being repelled, the four ghosts of Yunshan looked happy. They looked at the figure in the river and squinted their eyes, but they still couldn't see clearly.

"Why do I feel a little familiar."

"Yeah, I feel the same way."

Zhao Beishan took a deep breath, didn't say much, and stared at his rescuers.

On the small boat in the middle of the Yunjiang River, after Chen Yuan saw that he had repelled the guy, he already had the bottom line in his heart, reached out and grabbed the pole, threw it suddenly, and the next moment, he jumped up.

Stand on a bamboo pole and ride through the waves.

The bamboo pole entered the water, under Chen Yuan's strength, the speed was extremely fast, and two waves were drawn.

Standing on the bamboo pole, Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in green clothes, like an extremely elegant knight.

The bamboo pole slid for tens of feet, exhausted, and then Chen Yuan used a little force to leap forward by floating the bamboo pole on the river, taking several steps in the air, spanning a distance of seven or eight feet, and landed steadily on the bank.

It was about tens of meters away from Yu Wancheng and his party.

"It's Wang Engong!"

"It's him!"

Sun Nanshan and Li Dongshan said hurriedly.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of several people.

"Grandfather."

Hearing what the four Yunjiang ghosts were talking about, Yu Wancheng's face was gloomy.

Seeing Chen Yuan's slowly approaching footsteps, he cupped his hands and said:

"I have Yu Wancheng in the Qingjiao meeting, so I dare to ask who is your Excellency."

Chen Yuan didn't answer, as if there was wind under his feet, within a few breaths, he arrived in front of the four Yunjiang ghosts.

"This is a matter of my Qingjiao Society. Do you want to conflict with my Qingjiao Society?" Yu Wancheng faintly threatened, and proposed the name of Qingjiao Society in order to scare this guy off.

He is quite confident about Qing Jiaohui's reputation in Nanling Mansion.

As for the bamboo pole just now, it proves that this guy is not a good stubble, he is definitely a martial artist in the Condensation Realm, and the Foundation Establishment Realm cannot do this kind of method at all.

"Qing Jiaohui, is it very powerful?"

Chen Yuan looked at Yu Wancheng calmly.

"There is no one in Nanling Manor who doesn't know about my Qingjiao Society. If you are acquainted, it's better to leave now."

"Really? It turns out that the biggest thing in Nanling Mansion is not the imperial court, but the Qingjiao Society."

"Who are you?"

Hearing Chen Yuan's tone, Yu Wancheng faintly felt something was wrong.

"Not long ago, the Qingjiao Society happened to have some enmity with me. It just so happens that I will strike at you first!" Chen Yuan fixed his eyes, and quickly snatched the heavy sword from Zhao Beishan's hand.

Taking a step forward, he suddenly slashed at Yu Wancheng.

There is nothing to talk nonsense, kill first and then talk!

"you"

Before Yu Wancheng could continue to question, Chen Yuan's attack had already arrived. Yu Wancheng was furious, feeling that this guy was too arrogant.

Immediately stand up with a sword.

"Ding!"

The heavy knife slashed on the long sword, causing it to bend instantly, unable to bear the force at all, Yu Wancheng's expression changed, and he turned sideways, Chen Yuan's long sword cut through the air.

The long sword in Yu Wancheng's hand recovered like this, and he stabbed straight out.

Chen Yuan backhanded and slashed out.

Yu Wancheng didn't dare to change his injuries, so he took a step back, and it was precisely this simple step that Chen Yuan seized the opportunity, and his whole body was filled with blood, and his right arm was filled with golden lacquer instantly.

A powerful force was combined from the true qi at the dantian and the power of the vajra glazed body, gathered at one point, punched Yu Wancheng's chest.

"puff!"

There was a sound of bones and muscles cracking in Yu Wancheng's body. He bowed his upper body, pouring force into his body, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth instantly.

Like a kite with a broken string, it was directly blasted several meters away by a powerful force, and then hit the ground heavily.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Yu Wancheng gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Yuan with a look of horror on his face.

With such power, he is a condensed evil warrior!

"Wang Engong, it seems stronger!"

Zhao Beishan's eyes shone with light and awe.

When Chen Yuan beat Qing Mo to death with a few punches, they knew that he was already very strong, not comparable to ordinary people, maybe he was a disciple of some great sect.

Looking at it now, it seems to be the case.

In just over half a month, Yu Wancheng could be seriously injured in an instant.

This level of strength is enough for them to look up to.

Chen Yuan looked at Yu Wancheng calmly, and he had a new understanding of his own strength in his heart. With all his strength, ordinary warriors couldn't block his punches at all.

The addition of true energy is really terrifying!

Without the help of true energy, it would be impossible for Chen Yuan to have such power.

With the support of several people around him, Yu Wancheng stood up slowly, panting deeply:

"I don't know what your name is, but you have such strength."

"For a dead person, are these important?" Chen Yuan didn't answer.

"You want to kill me?"

"Is not this nonsensical?"

"Brother, it's because I don't know Taishan with my eyes, and I hope you will show mercy, otherwise the revenge of the Qingjiao Society will make you exhausted, why bother to complain for nothing?"

Yu Wancheng suppressed his fear and said in a very gentle tone.

"As I said just now, you are the interest I paid first. In the future, I will settle accounts with Qing Jiao slowly."

"There is no room for change?"

"hehe."

Chen Yuan sneered.

"You all heard it, this person doesn't want to keep us alive, and if he wants to live, let's kill him together!" Seeing the fear in the eyes of the surrounding Qingjiao members, Yu Wancheng shouted.

"Kill, kill him!"

A gang member of the Qingjiao Society echoed, and immediately rushed towards Chen Yuan.

Someone took the lead, and the rest followed suit.

As for Chen Yuan, holding a knife in his hand, one would kill one, and two would kill a pair, without blinking his eyes.

Yu Wancheng's eyes turned cold, and he braced himself against the severe pain in his chest, clenched his long sword tightly, and stabbed Chen Yuan's neck at an extremely fast speed with a flick of his foot.

People who grew up in the gang, although they are afraid of life and death, can always summon up courage. He, Yu Wancheng, once killed and crossed a street.

Even if you die, you have to tear off a piece of flesh from the enemy.

Relying on this ruthlessness, he survived successfully, was appreciated by his superiors, and stepped into the Ninggang realm after going through a lot of hardships. Unfortunately, he hasn't enjoyed it for a few more years.

Chen Yuan pinched Yu Wancheng's neck with one hand, his arms were smashed to pieces by Chen Yuan, distorted in shape, and two streaks of blood slid down between his eyes.

On the ground, there were dozens of dead bodies of the Qingjiao Society members.

However, in just a short moment, Chen Yuan showed his terrifying strength, and those ordinary gangsters were more like those who came up to give experience

"Don't you want to know my name?"

"My name is Chen Yuan!"

Yu Wancheng's body twitched, and he whispered intermittently:

"Abyss"

"You could think so too."

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yuan's mouth, and he squeezed his right arm hard.

"Click."

"Boom!"

Yu Wancheng's body was thrown aside heavily.

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