I am a mortal to prove the Great Emperor

Chapter 41 Innate, I am no longer
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the torches are swaying.

Yang Chen walked up the cliff step by step along the steep stone wall, as if he was crossing the sky with ease.

"Yang Xiantian, do you really want to kill all our Wild Wolf Gang?" the old man whispered:

"The gang leader went to see the immortal. As long as you let our Wild Wolf Gang go, our Wild Wolf Gang will be rewarded generously in the future..."

"Noisy!"

Yang Chen gave a soft drink and breathed out into a sword.

The old man seemed to be slashed away by a flying sword, and crashed onto the boulder, his flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Yang Chen walked up to Sima Ming leisurely without even looking, just like he casually trampled an ant to death.

At this moment, there was no one else in front of Sima Ming, only Yang Chen.

"Yang has never been threatened by anyone in his life."

Facing Yang Chen's indifferent tone, Sima Ming barely kept his body from trembling, feeling filled with regret.

In front of Yang Chen's ghost-like martial arts, his calculations and plots all seemed so ridiculous!

Faced with such a martial arts prodigy who could kill someone with just a flying flower or leaf, Sima Ming couldn't even think of resisting.

I can only plead and think of ways to survive.

"Yang Xiantian..."

Looking at Sima Ming, Yang Chen said with a smile but not a smile:
"Actually, before I killed the three members of the Wild Wolf Gang, I already knew that your Wild Wolf Gang was going to ambush me."

Facing the hundreds of Ye Wolf Gang gangsters kneeling on the ground, Yang Chen was relaxed and leisurely, talking and laughing freely.

"I want to see what trump card you, the Wild Wolf Gang and the Qixuanmen traitors have prepared for three months, and dare to ambush me.

"It's a pity that I was so disappointed in the end. They were just a few warriors and a few cannon crossbowmen."

Looking at Sima Ming's face full of despair, Yang Chen said with waning spirits: "I overestimated your Wild Wolf Gang."

"I thought there would be some extraordinary trump cards, but it's a pity that you are a mortal and don't understand martial arts, let alone real practice. All you can think of are mundane methods."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand.

Sima Ming's expression changed wildly.

Just now, Yang Chen used this crystal-clear palm to kill the martial arts master with a flick of his fingers.

"Yang Xiantian, if you kill me, you will do no harm but no good!"

Facing the critical moment of life and death, Sima Ming's brain started to work like never before, and he said quickly:

"I am the strategist of the Wild Wolf Gang. I know where all the savings of the Wild Wolf Gang are. I know Jia Tianlong's secret. If you kill me, Jia Tianlong will definitely take revenge at all costs!"

Yang Chen was unmoved at all.

His right hand had already been raised to Sima Ming's shoulder.

"I also know that in front of you, the Wild Wolf Gang is nothing to mention and can be destroyed with a snap of your fingers." Sima knew that threats were useless, so he immediately replaced them with inducements and said:
"But you have to know that the development of our Wild Wolf Gang in recent years is still higher than that of Qixuanmen. We have huge wealth and power. If you destroy the Wild Wolf Gang, it is impossible to take over these interests!
"But if you can let me go, I will definitely convince Jia Tianlong when I go back and let the Wild Wolf Gang become a wolf under you!"

Speaking of this, Sima Ming suddenly revealed a piece of news:
"To show my sincerity, I tell you that this ambush was a message delivered by the Deputy Sect Master of Ma in your Qixuan Sect!

"The Qixuan Sect treats you like this, but we, the Wild Wolf Gang, are willing to become a wolf under you, to open up territory for you, and let the entire Jingzhou and the entire Yue Kingdom crawl under your feet!"

Sima Ming drew an unprecedented blueprint.

He believes that in the face of such huge interests, no one in the world can resist the temptation.

Sima Ming raised his head with great confidence.

But he only saw indifference in Yang Chen's eyes.

That gaze is like the way of heaven, seeing all things in the world as stupid dogs and grass, transcending the mundane world.

Sima Ming wondered how Yang Chen could have the eyes to see through the vicissitudes of the world when he was only 14 years old.

At this moment, the palms did not stop at all. Seeing that they were about to be raised to the top of his head, Sima Ming finally discovered——

All his threats, inducements, and intrigues were of no use in front of Yang Chen.

Whether it is power or interests.Nothing could stop Yang Chen's determination to kill him.

"Yang Xiantian, if you kill me, can you still kill all these people?"

Sima Ming shouted hoarsely.

"So what if we kill them all?" Yang Chen looked indifferent.

"The Wild Wolf Gang has done many evil things. Which of these gangsters has few lives at their disposal? When ordinary people knelt down and begged for mercy, which of you spared their lives?"

Before Yang Chen finished speaking, there was a commotion in the crowd.

Suddenly a strong wind blew and all the torches were extinguished.

The sword light flashed in the air——

Hundreds of people from the Wild Wolf Gang fell down together!

For a moment, the audience was dead silent.

Sima Ming's eyes widened, his throat seemed to be strangled by the god of death, and he could not say a word.

Kill hundreds of people in a row with one sword!
This is the magic of the Immortal Family, the method of the Sword Immortal!

Before dying, Sima Ming only heard this sentence:
"Xiantian, I am no longer."

Yang Chen's jade-white palms fell lightly, as if stroking Sima Ming's head and teaching him the way to immortality.

Whoa-!
Sima Ming fell down like wheat, his face was full of disbelief, and his soul was completely destroyed.

The fairy caresses my top, knots my hair and grants longevity.

……

One quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

Three quarters of an hour.

The whole place was dead silent.

The world was filled with chaos, and the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance. When Li Feiyu arrived, he saw an unforgettable scene.

The night is dark and windy, and there is no moonlight.

On the cliff, a figure stood with a sword in hand, black hair flowing, as if the peerless swordsman was about to ride back on the wind.

"This is... what happened?"

Li Feiyu was stunned.

The Wild Wolf Gang and Deputy Sect Leader Ma of the Qixuan Sect have been preparing for a killing spree for nearly three months, which is really amazing!
Even if the master of the Qixuan Sect falls in without knowing it, he will probably fall on the spot!
But what's going on now?

Yang Chen stood on the cliff unscathed, unstained by dust, and there was no trace of the fight on his body.

Where have the Wild Wolf Gang gone?

Hearing Li Feiyu's voice, the disciples of the Qixuan Sect finally came to their senses and said in a harsh voice:
"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Yang...!"

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

“The negotiations of the Wild Wolf Gang were a conspiracy, and many of us died before we managed to escape here.

"The whole army was about to be annihilated. At the critical moment, Senior Brother Yang suddenly arrived with one man and one sword."

"It's Senior Brother Yang, he saved us..."

A group of disciples reluctantly pieced together the previous events.

what?
Li Feiyu had some expectations of Yang Chen's strength, but he still couldn't help being horrified. Yang Chen killed dozens of gangsters from the Wild Wolf Gang by himself, and also killed three wolves of the Wild Wolf Gang with one sword!

What kind of terrifying power is this?

I thought it would be over here, but what happened next made Li Feiyu feel like a fairy tale.

(End of this chapter)