A hundred times the return of empowerment: you call this a beast master

Deep in the mountains of [-].

Jiang Chen took a step forward, and his figure quickly shuttled through the forest.

After only a moment, he settled down beside a dark pool.

This dark pool is exactly the one where the horned anaconda was imprisoned.

It's just that the horned anaconda is hiding in the depths of the pool at this moment, not daring to reveal a trace of breath.

For fear of being noticed by the sixth-level human cultivator next to the Yintan.

It's just that even though the horned anaconda concealed its aura, Jiang Chen could still see the clues of this place at a glance.

With a big wave of his hand, the rusty sword on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and the majestic sword energy shot up into the sky, suppressing the world.

Today's Jiang Chen's strength has long been different from what it used to be. As long as he wants to make a move at this moment, he can easily raze a hundred thousand mountains to the ground.

This is not empty talk.

Other sixth-level monks may not have such abilities, but Jiang Chen does.

Just because his swordsmanship has already surpassed the ordinary, only because his physique has been half-sacred, and only because the sword in his hand comes from another world.

Ignoring the laws of heaven and earth is enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the law of heaven!
"The majestic emperor-level monster hides here, it's not ashamed to be ashamed."

Jiang Chen stood with his sword in his hand, and spoke indifferently.

The horned anaconda hiding in the Yin Pond below trembled, and it already felt that the other party had locked its position.

As long as the latter hands out a sword at this moment, it will definitely be killed by a sword!

"Wow hoo hoo!"

When the words fell, the water in the pool was tumbling.

The next moment, the horned anaconda broke out of the water, and its body was imprisoned by the chains on its body, so that only half of its body could barely emerge from the water.

When it saw Jiang Chen standing with the sword in hand, it was horrified.

It felt an indescribable terror, as if it was facing the strongest person in the world.

Even when it faced Confucian Yan Shenggong, it was never so afraid.

This is mainly because Jiang Chen's kendo advocates killing and cutting, and the rusty sword in his hand has a monstrous killing intent.

And although Confucian Yan Shenggong is stronger than Jiang Chen, Confucian Yan Shenggong is Confucian No. 1, his strength is powerful, but his breath is extremely gentle.

Even if he attacked the horned anaconda, he did not kill him, but imprisoned him here, hoping that he could return to peace under the erosion of time.

It's a pity that Confucian Yan Shenggong probably never expected that monsters are monsters after all.

Expecting the monsters to return to peace and let go of killing evil is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Facing Jiang Chen at this moment, the body of the horned anaconda began to tremble violently, and the aura all over his body was exhausted to the extreme.

A sense of powerlessness came over him.

"Don't hide?"

Holding the sword in one hand, Jiang Chen indifferently looked at the horned anaconda in front of him.

Hearing this, the horned anaconda hurriedly shook his head, and asked in a trembling voice: "Dare to ask why senior came here."

"What's the matter?"

"Can't I kill you?"

Jiang Chen smiled calmly, and a murderous intent emerged from his whole body.

For a moment, the face of the horned anaconda turned pale.

kill yourself!

It originally thought that the other party did not come here to kill itself, but now it seems that it was wrong.

"I"

"I was trapped here by Confucian Yan Shenggong, and I have no suspicion of causing trouble. Why did senior kill me?"

The horned anaconda opened its mouth, but its face lost half of its color.

"No why."

"A monster is a monster after all."

"When the Confucian Yan Shenggong trapped you here, he hoped that you would correct your evil and return to righteousness."

"It's a pity that time has passed, and you are still a monster after all."

"The strange aura in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, part of it comes from the gibbon king who was killed by me, and part of it comes from you."

"Since you want to harm Huaxia, then you are my enemy of China."

"Since you are my enemy of China, shouldn't I kill you as a Chinese?"

Jiang Chen's gaze suddenly turned cold.

Although the horned anaconda was trapped here by Confucian Yan Shenggong with great supernatural powers, it was difficult to make trouble.

But don't forget that it is an emperor-level monster, even if it doesn't take action personally, there are many monsters under its command to work for it.

In the past, there was even a gibbon king conspiring with him to break the shackles on him and let him regain his freedom.

It's a pity that he met Jiang Chen, and in the end the Brachial Ape King died tragically.

And the horned anaconda wants to break through the shackles with its own strength, which is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

"I"

The horned anaconda still wanted to quibble, but it was a pity that the rusty sword in Jiang Chen's hand still fell on its neck.

"Shhhhhh."

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, attacking and killing the horned anaconda.

The latter's face changed drastically, and he wanted to escape but was restrained by the shackles left by Confucian Yan Shenggong, unable to move at all.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to kill him, suddenly an extremely powerful aura emanated from the Confucian sacred mountain.

Immediately afterwards, a voice was heard entering Jiang Chen's ears from thousands of miles away.

"The old man's Confucian contemporary Yan Shenggong, I also ask my little friend to spare his life."

The person who speaks is the Confucian Yan Shenggong who sits on the Confucian sacred mountain.

"Jiang Chen, the junior, has met Confucian Yan Shenggong!"

Jiang Chen didn't doubt the authenticity of Yan Shenggong at all, and said respectfully through sound transmission.

He knew that, except for Confucian Yan Shenggong, there was no one in Jiangnan who could do this.

Not even the three heroes of the Kong family!

"Little friend Jiang Chen, this horned anaconda is imprisoned here by the old man."

"I also ask my little friend to sell the old man's face and let him live."

Confucian Yan Shenggong spoke again, but at the moment his breath was extremely gentle.

"Why didn't seniors kill it?"

Jiang Chen frowned and asked.

"This bull-horned anaconda is just going astray, but there is no murder in his hands. The old man is destined for it, so please don't ask me too much."

Confucian Yansheng said publicly, with an irresistible majesty in his voice.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and looked at the shivering horned anaconda beside him.

With a long sigh, he said, "Since it is what the seniors want, then the juniors should obey the seniors."

"It's just that if this horned anaconda dares to be disrespectful to China in the future, then please don't stop me from killing it, Senior Yan Shenggong."

"Thank you little friend."

The words of Confucian Yan Shenggong fell, and the extremely powerful Confucian atmosphere in the world disappeared.

Jiang Chen looked at the horned anaconda, and said coldly: "I won't kill you today, but you have to remember that if you can't change your ways in the future, then even if you have the backing of an ancient-level monster, or even a master-level monster, I will kill you." I will cut you with a sword!"

With Jiang Chen's words, the rusty sword in his hand burst out with sword intent, enveloping the horned anaconda in an instant.

Feeling the killing intent, the face of the horned anaconda changed drastically, and he nodded hastily.

"get out."

Jiang Chen put the sword back into its sheath, and snorted coldly.

The body of the horned anaconda quickly sank into the dark pool, and the next moment it hid its breath, not smelling it at all.