Supreme Dragon Soul

Wow!

It hit the ground hard, and Chen Yu spurted out another mouthful of blood.

The whole person was beaten to pieces.

It all happened so fast that no one could see what was happening.

As soon as his eyes blurred, Chen Yu vomited blood and flew out, and a figure appeared in front of the carriage.

The person who came was fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in green clothes, with a long and narrow sword on his waist, and his eyes were sharp.

Chen Yu shook his head hard and struggled several times but couldn't get up. Looking at the teeth on the ground, he raised his head with ferocious eyes and shouted angrily with his leaky mouth:

"Who are you! How dare you hurt me!"

Luo Cheng ignored the others, walked to the carriage, and said to Zhang Keshan, who looked wary:

"You are Zhang Lian's father, and I am Zhang Lian's friend."

Hearing that he was Zhang Lian's friend, Zhang Keshan breathed a sigh of relief and put down his hunting knife.

"you!"

Zhang Lian looked at Luo Cheng with doubts in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

No wonder he wasn't sure.

In the past half year or so, Luo Cheng's cultivation has gone from the Mortal Realm to the Pulse Awareness Realm. His temperament has changed drastically, and his height has grown a lot. He looks like two different people from the immature boy he was when he first arrived at Xuanyuan Sect.

Luo Cheng smiled and said, "Why, you haven't seen me for more than half a year and you don't recognize me anymore?"

Zhang Lian's pupils were shocked: "It's really you! They all said that you have... cough!"

Because he was too excited, Zhang Lian caused injuries and coughed violently.

Luo Cheng sighed in his heart.

Zhang Lian was a very good person. When he was responsible for managing the three thousand handyman disciples of Ziyun Peak, he had never bullied or exploited the weak, but he ended up in such a situation.

The storage ring flashed, Luo Cheng took out a three-star healing elixir and handed it over.

"Take this elixir and your injuries should recover quickly."

Storage ring!

Samsung elixir!

Seeing Luo Cheng taking out the spiritual elixir out of thin air, as well as the elixir with three shining stars, the four handyman disciples standing nearby had their pupils dilated and a look of extreme horror on their faces.

Not to mention the handyman disciples, many outer disciples don’t have storage rings!

The three-star healing elixir is worth millions of taels, and it is not something that a handyman disciple can afford.

Plus the conversation with Zhang Lian.

The four of them had vaguely guessed the identity of the person.

Chills went straight to my forehead.

"This...this is too expensive!"

Zhang Lian licked his lips but did not reach out.

A three-star healing elixir is worth at least several million taels!

It’s enough for him to practice for several years!

"This thing is nothing to me, don't refuse."

After speaking, Luo Cheng placed the elixir directly in Zhang Lian's hand.

After he killed the blood eagle, his wealth exceeded 100 million taels.

Including the wealth of Elders Xue Yun, Elder Pengshan, and Xiao Lie, two inner disciples of the Lieyun Sect, their current wealth exceeds 150 million taels.

A few million taels is indeed nothing to him.

Zhang Lian took the elixir, and his pale face immediately turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Cheng then turned around and looked at the five handyman disciples expressionlessly.

To be honest, he was irritated by what a few people just said. For the first time, he deeply understood what it meant to be pushed down by the wall, and even the people around him could not be at peace!

If he really died under the Blood Eagle Sword, Zhang Lian and his son would have to shed their skin even if they were not dead today.

Unfortunately, he did not die.

Then, no one who offends him will have an easy time.

Facing Luo Cheng's cold gaze, the four handyman disciples' bodies shook like chaff.

Chen Yu did not see the scene of Luo Cheng taking the elixir. He struggled to stand up. A slap just now knocked out most of his teeth, and his head almost cracked. He shouted angrily:

"Boy, how dare you attack me! Do you know who is behind me?"

The look on Luo Cheng's face seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Oh? Who is it? Tell me."

Chen Yu's face was covered with blood and he looked ferocious:

"Elder Wen! He is a member of the Prince's Hall, a peak powerhouse in the first level of the Pulse Awareness Realm! If you dare to attack me, you are asking for your own death! It's too late for you to kneel down and admit your mistake now..."

Plop!

Suddenly, a handyman disciple could not help but feel fear in his heart. He knelt down and kowtowed to Luo Cheng to beg for mercy:

"Senior Brother Luo Cheng, this matter is our fault! However, we are just following orders. Senior Brother Luo Cheng, please forgive us once."

"Yes, it was Elder Wen who asked us to take action against Zhang Lian and drive him out of the sect so that he can claim credit from the Eighth Prince Jin Min!"

"Senior Brother Luo Cheng, spare your life!"

Plop!

Plop!

Plop!

All four of them knelt down and begged for mercy, fearful and frightened.

The movement here had already attracted the attention of the nearby handyman disciples, and a large group of people gathered around them.

After hearing the four people begging for mercy, everyone looked at Luo Cheng in disbelief.

"Is he Luo Cheng? He's not dead!"

"Impossible! Some time ago, the sect sent such experts to search for his whereabouts, but now there is no news. He was chased by a strong person in the middle stage of Awareness of Pulse Realm, and even ten lives were not enough for him to die!"

"There can be no mistake! It's him! I saw him during the Qingyun trial last year!"

"I've seen it too! It's over, Chen Yu and the others are over! Senior Brother Luo Cheng is an evil spirit who even dares to offend the Prince Hall!"

"Hmph! That's what they deserve. Senior Brother Zhang Lian is so kind, but they rely on the support of the elders to be so arrogant and bully their fellow disciples..."

After Luo Cheng's identity was confirmed, the area immediately started to boil.

Everyone looked at him with burning eyes.

Luo Cheng awakened his useless martial soul, and from a menial disciple, he gradually became the chief disciple of the outer sect.

This miraculous transformation became a topic of conversation among menial disciples, and also gave many people hope.

To be frank, Luo Cheng's popularity among menial disciples now exceeds that of anyone else, and many people secretly regard him as an idol.

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Chen Yu, who had just been arrogant and domineering, immediately froze in fear and trembled, looking terrified.

Plop!

His knees softened, and he knelt on the ground, stammering:

"Luo Cheng... Brother Luo Cheng, please spare my life..."

Luo Cheng said lightly: "Aren't you going to make me kneel down and admit my mistake?"

"I... I was just following orders! I didn't recognize the real thing! I didn't have the eyes to see the real thing!"

Chen Yu's face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down, and he kept kowtowing.

Luo Cheng didn't want to waste time with these people.

At the Awakening Vessel Realm, these errand disciples who were still at the Transcendental Realm were no different from ants in his eyes. They were not worth his personal action at all. He said indifferently:

"I'll give you a chance. Cut off your hands and feet, and then admit your mistakes to Zhang Lian, and I can let you go!"

"What!"

Chen Yu was shocked.

He had been a errand disciple for more than two years. If he cut off his hands and feet now, he would definitely not be able to break through the Profound Realm within three years, and would lose the qualification to become an outer disciple!

The other four errand disciples also looked at each other with hesitation.

"If you don't do it, I can do it for you. However, you will bear the consequences."

Luo Cheng said calmly, and waved his palm casually.

Bang!

A dark hole appeared directly on the ground!

Hiss!

The scalps of several people were numb.

"I...I'll do it myself! Ah!"

A errand disciple gritted his teeth, broke his legs with a palm, and then punched the ground with both fists.

With two clicks, his hand bones broke on the spot, and he fainted from the pain.

This scene frightened the three people nearby, but knowing that they could not escape today, they all looked fierce and followed suit.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

In an instant, four people were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

"This..."

Zhang Lian's father couldn't believe his eyes.

With just one sentence, four powerful Xuanyuan Sect disciples cut off their hands and feet, and dared not resist at all!