I never thought I was such a cow

After the "Golden Flood Dragon" entered the body, both Shen Xueying and Shen Canglan seemed to have their souls taken out of them in an instant, and fell asleep on the ground, everything seemed to be settled.

However, at this time Wu Cheng screamed in horror, and like a lunatic, he threw away Zeng Xiaojian beside him, looked at Lin Chiyang with an expression of disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible, every 'blood slave' They were all carefully cultivated by the Lord, how could they be suppressed and killed by you so easily!"

Indeed, if Lin Chiyang didn't have the mysterious Ghost Dragon Sect, he would not be able to deal with Shen Xueying with his own strength alone. Not to mention anything else, the strong blood-colored fighting energy alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.

Lin Chiyang didn't know why there was such a portal in his body, but he didn't bother to delve into it now, the facts were in front of him, and he suppressed these two "blood slaves".

"Impossible, impossible..."

Wu Cheng kept murmuring in a low voice, pacing back and forth in front of Lin Chiyang, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Wu Cheng, the situation is settled now, you..." Zeng Xiaojian stepped forward, wanting to hold Wu Cheng, but at this moment Wu Cheng suddenly became manic, and with a violent shake of his hand, there was blood gushing out of his body. Shock back out.

Seeing this, Lin Chiyang frowned, and in a flash, he brought the unconscious Shen Xueying into Jiang Elegy's enchantment.

Jiang Elegy quickly reached out and clasped Lin Chiyang's wrist, frowning and asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Chiyang was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that his performance just now was too unbelievable. Jiang Yange suspected that his identity was normal, and smiled and said: "I'll talk about this matter later, Master, you take everyone out of here now. I'm afraid there will be a change in the future."

Jiang Elegy was silent for a while, and let go of Lin Chiyang's hand. She could feel that Lin Chiyang's mood was stable and his mental state was normal now, as if there was something evil attached to him.

"Lin Chiyang, my mother..." Xia Hanshuang asked quickly.

"Aunt Shen is fine."

Lin Chiyang didn't explain much, and simply answered it as a reassurance for Xia Hanshuang.

After finishing speaking, Lin Chiyang turned his head to look at Jiang Elegy again, his tone became a little dignified: "Master, I entrust everyone's safety to you. I will try my best to delay the time. Hurry up."

Jiang Elegy hesitated for a moment but nodded lightly. Relying on a woman's intuition, she chose to trust Lin Chiyang.

On the other side, Zen Master Jiujie also heard Lin Chiyang's words just now, put away the "卍" spell, carried Shen Canglan and Xia Fuchen on his shoulders, and walked towards the living room, followed closely by Shen Dielang and Ding Xiaowei .

Those ordinary people who had been frightened for a long time saw that someone could finally take them away, and all of them rushed outside as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Wu Cheng did not stop these people from leaving, he still paced back and forth in the same place as if he had lost his mind, muttering to himself, plausible.

Lin Chiyang didn't approach Wu Cheng, his eyes fell on Zeng Xiaojian, and he asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Zeng Xiaojian pondered for a while, his eyes collided with Lin Chiyang in the air, and said, "You forgot that I have a mission? I can't take Shen Xueying and Shen Canglan away, but I have to take this Wu Cheng away."

"You can't take Wu Cheng with you!" Lin Chiyang said bluntly, "You don't have the ability."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Zeng Xiaojian didn't want to admit defeat, although Lin Chiyang's method just now made him admire in his heart, but as a generation of arrogance, Zeng Xiaojian was also unwilling to be inferior to others.

Lin Chiyang didn't refute anything, looked at Wu Cheng who seemed to be in no danger, sighed to Zeng Xiaojian: "Then you go and try."

Zeng Xiaojian knew that this was an opportunity given to him by Lin Chiyang, as long as he had the ability to take Wu Cheng away, Lin Chiyang would not stop him.

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Xiaojian's heart is as bright as a mirror, and the space around him is slightly distorted, like a calm lake surface being broken by stones, making ripples, which looks soft and mysterious.

Lin Chiyang looked curiously at the side, Zeng Xiaojian was not surrounded by fighting spirit, that is to say, he is not a martial artist, but he should be a capable person, I don't know what his ability is.

Wu Cheng on the opposite side seemed to sense that Zeng Xiaojian was playing tricks, and suddenly turned his head to glare at him, his eyes filled with blood, which seemed to be more terrifying than Shen Xueying just now, and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

The word "roll" was faint, but it sounded like a magic voice from outside the sky. Zeng Xiaojian felt his chest was suffocated for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Zeng Xiaojian was injured just by virtue of his momentum.

Lin Chiyang hastily stepped forward and put a hand on Zeng Xiaojian's shoulder, passing a trace of martial artist fighting spirit through his arm.

"Thank you." Zeng Xiaojian felt what Lin Chiyang had done for him, and apologized, but his face was ashen. With such a simple fight, Zeng Xiaojian knew the gap between himself and Wu Cheng.

Lin Chiyang seemed to be able to feel Zeng Xiaojian's inner thoughts. He didn't want a good genius to lose confidence like this, and said with a dirty breath: "Don't think too much, the current Wu Cheng is not the Wu Cheng you know."

"What do you mean?" Zeng Xiaojian was puzzled.

Lin Chiyang didn't continue to explain, but he helped Zeng Xiaojian to stabilize the surging blood in his body, and then pulled him behind him.

This time Zeng Xiaojian didn't resist, nor did he run away, he wanted to witness what happened next with his own eyes.

Lin Chiyang took two steps forward, his eyes lingered on Wu Cheng for a few seconds, and he said in a low voice, "We meet again."

Hearing Lin Chiyang's voice, Wu Cheng turned his head, his expression was still complicated and unbelievable, but his tone became extremely calm, and he said after a long while: "Last time, you were lucky enough to save a little life." , This time, he dared to take the initiative to come to the door."

"I know you are very strong, and you can kill me instantly with a wave of your hand." Lin Chiyang smiled slightly, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, let alone the slightest fear, "But it's you, not Wu Cheng, you think you can kill me with just a puppet?" Beheaded?"

"Wu Cheng" was silent for a while before speaking again: "You can make this puppet go crazy, so I have to show up, I can see that you have grown a lot during this time, but today Honglian is not here, you can't escape The fate of death."

"Blow it, you don't need to pay taxes to brag anyway." Lin Chiyang didn't take it seriously, his expression was frivolous and arrogant, his whole body was surging, and the fighting spirit of a warrior burst out of his body under his urging.

This time, Lin Chiyang didn't intend to use the mysterious "Ghost Dragon Gate", he needed to really hone himself.

When facing Shen Xueying before, Lin Chiyang didn't dare to hit hard, after all, she was Xia Hanshuang's mother, but now facing the puppet Wu Cheng, Lin Chiyang didn't need to worry so much, he just fought with all his strength.

On the opposite side, Wu Cheng's body was also full of blood, covered by a blood-colored cloak.

The one who really manipulated this puppet was the blood-robed man who almost killed Lin Chiyang in the abandoned factory.