I Have a Luck Altar Chapter 135

  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 you four ghosts in 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 Yunjiang will be 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 back to the west.

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

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

   "Ding Ding!"

   After several blows, Zhao Beishan could barely hold back, but within three moves, he couldn't hold on anymore. A strand of hair on his head was cut off by Yu Wancheng with a sword.

   Then, he slapped Zhao Beishan with a close palm.

  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!"

   Several attacks in a row, the three teamed up to temporarily block Yu Wancheng, and the rest of the Qingjiao Society saw this and joined the battlefield with their knives at the same time.

  The four of them fought and retreated in succession. There were 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.

   "Yes, brother, your water skills are the best. As long as you enter the water, these guys will never 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 really do it, they can't escape.

   "The fifth child is dead, the four of us brothers will just stay with him, and a big scar has been lost on his head. 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.

   "Phew!"

  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 attacked him just now was a black stone the size of a baby's fist.

   "It's from a .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.

   Thinking about killing the four ghosts of Yunshan before killing that guy's mouth.

  Look now

   It seems that the comer is not good!

  The four ghosts of Yunshan saw that Yu Wancheng was repelled, and their faces were happy. They looked at the figure in Jiangzhong, 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 and stared at his rescuers without saying a word.

  On the small boat in the middle of the Yunjiang River, after Chen Yuan saw that he had repelled the guy, he already had confidence in his heart. He reached out and grabbed the pole, and threw it suddenly. 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.

  Chen Yuan stood on the bamboo pole 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 with the bamboo pole floating on the river, taking several steps in the air, spanning a distance of seven or eight feet, and landed steadily on the shore.

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

   "It's Wang Engong!"

   "Yes it is him!"

  Sun Nanshan and Li Dongshan said hurriedly.

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

   "Grandfather."

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

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

   "I have Yu Wancheng in Xia Qingjiao's meeting, dare to ask who is your Excellency."

  Chen Yuan didn't answer, there seemed to be a wind blowing under his feet, and in just a few breaths, he arrived in front of the four ghosts of Yunjiang.

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

   He is quite confident about the reputation of Qingjiao Society in Nanling Mansion.

   Just the bamboo pole in his hand proves that this guy is not a good stubble, he is definitely a martial artist in the Condensation Realm, and the Foundation Establishment Realm can't 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 Mansion 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?"

  Listening to 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 use the knife on you first!" Chen Yuan focused his eyes, and quickly snatched the heavy knife from Zhao Beishan's hand.

   With one step, he slashed towards Yu Wancheng.

   There is nothing to talk nonsense, let's kill it first!

"you"

  Before Yu Wancheng continued to ask questions, Chen Yuan's offensive had already arrived, and Yu Wancheng was furious, feeling that this guy was too arrogant.

  Immediately stood 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. When Chen Yuan caught the opportunity, his whole body was filled with qi and blood, and the golden lacquer on his right arm instantly permeated.

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

   "Poof!"

   There was a sound of bones and muscles cracking in Yu Wancheng's body. He bowed his upper body and poured strength 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 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 warrior of condensed evil!

   "Wang Engong, it seems stronger!"

  Zhao Beishan's eyes shone with brilliance and awe.

  Before when Chen Yuan beat Qingmo to death with several punches, they knew that he was already very strong, not comparable to ordinary people, and he might be a disciple of some great sect.

   Looking at it now, it seems that this is indeed 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 also 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.

  Yu Wancheng stood up slowly with the support of several people beside him, panting deeply:

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

   "Are these important to a dead person?" 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, so I hope you will be merciful, otherwise the revenge of the Qingjiao Society will make you exhausted, why bother to complain?"

  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 maneuver?"

"Ha ha."

  Chen Yuan sneered.

   "Have you heard it, this person doesn't want us to live, 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 member of the Qingjiao Society echoed, and immediately rushed towards Chen Yuan.

   Someone took the lead, and the rest followed suit.

  Chen Yuan, on the other hand, held a knife in his hand, one committed suicide, and two committed suicide, without blinking his eyes.

  Yu Wancheng's eyes turned cold, and he held on to the severe pain in his chest, clenched his long sword tightly, and stabbed Chen Yuan's neck at an extremely fast speed with a flash of his feet.

  People who grew up in the gang, although they are afraid of life and death, they 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, got the appreciation from above, and went through a lot of hardships to step into the Ninggang realm. It's a pity that 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, lay more than a dozen dead bodies of members of the Qingjiao Society.

  However, in just a short while, Chen Yuan showed his terrifying strength, and those ordinary gangsters seemed to come 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 can think so too."

  Chen Yuan's mouth curled into a smile, and he shook his right arm hard.

   "Click it."

   "Boom!"

  Yu Wancheng's body was thrown aside heavily.

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  (end of this chapter)

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