NOVEL NEXT Chapter 142 Heavenly Slaughter Star (Subscription Request) _4
"If it weren't for Fairy Hua Xianzi's intervention, she could have died under Chen Yuan's blade.
Xie Changle was pondering other matters, this time he was determined to enhance his own strength.
Even if this would result in many killings in the future, he didn't want to feel as stifled as he did tonight.
Meanwhile, Gongye Shou and others who stayed at the original site looked at the messy camp and couldn't help but bitterly smile.
Xu Sannian wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed:
"Damn it, what the hell is this!"
"How come both sons of Duke Wuan seem to have better talent than the other?"
"Brother Yi's Sword Intent has achieved great accomplishment and is already terrifying, yet Chen Yuan is also the same, I really don't know what would happen if the two of them confronted each other."
"It's hard to predict the world; who could have known Chen Yuan would enter Wuliang Mountain and become the Absolute Blade Inheritor?"
Gongye Shou, feeling helpless, then turned to Fu Chen and asked, "Buddha's son, what did you mean earlier by crying, and closing one's heart?"
Fu Chen shook his head, hands clasped and standing quietly.
"Buddha said, it cannot be spoken."
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These Heavenly Prides are truly tough nuts to crack!
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At this time, Chen Yuan, who had left the campsite, looked at the wooden huts and the calm lake surface, sneering in his heart.
He had been suppressed for so long, once free, he definitely wouldn't let go of those who harmed him.
Whether it was Chen Yi, who had always given him hope, Yan Hai, Chen Ke, or Zhou Tiance, he intended to kill them all!
"I will tell you, your thoughts are all wrong, the path you choose will only lead to an end like Ling Yinrong's!"
Chen Yuan's lips curled up, a hint of coldness appearing on his arrogant face, then he briskly moved towards the lakeside.
Currently, his strength was still lacking, even if he could kill Chen Yi, he would probably be killed by those two foolish women teaming up.
Therefore, he decided to penetrate deep into the dense forest to continue cultivating, aiming to improve as much as possible before the secret realm opens!
Just then, a small wooden hut at the edge of the dense forest suddenly opened, and a frail old man walked out, holding a sign in his hand.
It read "Divine calculations, known only to Heaven and me," clearly a fortune teller.
The fortune teller, seeing Chen Yuan, sized him up and down, a smile appearing on his aged face, with a grin, he asked:
"Young hero, would you like your fortune told?"
Chen Yuan gave him a glance, a sharp coldness flashing in his blood-red eyes, his palm grasping the Wan Jun Saber, and a slash of Sword Energy was unleashed.
The fortune teller's triangular eyes widened in shock, quickly sidestepping to dodge.
"Young hero, please do not be angry, please do not be angry."
"It's not expensive, really not expensive..."
Seeing him dodge the slash, Chen Yuan continued forward indifferently, the Wan Jun Saber moving with him, repeatedly slashing.
"Oh, you child really don't listen!"
The fortune teller dodged a few cuts, a bit of annoyance on his face, his signboard swung out directly.
An invisible breeze passed by, and Chen Yuan looked astonished.
Before he could speak, he was swept off the ground by that strange wind and vanished into the sky.
"I already said it wasn't expensive, forcing me to take action."
The fortune teller squinted at the disappearing black dot in the sky, cursing a few times, but then noticed that many Jianghu Guests had gathered around, apparently having noticed the commotion.
He swore a few more words, quite unpleasantly.
No choice.
The fortune teller thought he didn't check the almanac before going out, while shaking his head, he formed a hand seal, an invisible wind blowing across the encircling Jianghu Guests.
"Dust to dust, paths diverge, disperse now."
With these words, as if carrying an inexplicable power, those Jianghu Guests scratching their heads left without realizing what they came for.
"Eh? What am I doing here?"
"Probably here to pee, stop the chatter, go back and keep fighting, I want to win back all the money I lost."
Even a few Heavenly Prides who sensed something unusual returned to their camps without any awareness.
The fortune teller sighed again, "Motherfucker, next time someone dares to attack Daoist Master, he must be slaughtered..."
"Ah, Infinite Heavenly Venerable, my sins, my sins, the Daoist Master didn't mean it."
The fortune teller seemed to remember something, apologizing afterward, his expression becoming even more helpless as he calculated with his fingers.
"Heavenly Pride, yet another Heavenly Pride. Hmm, is he also someone whose fate has been tampered with?"
"He was supposed to be plotted against and die young, but now he has become a Heavenly Pride, who's capable of such a grand scheme?"
"Even turned him into the Heavenly Slaughter Star, how bizarre..."
How bizarre!
That old man is indeed bizarre!
On the other hand, Chen Yuan, facing a Heavenly Union Realm Great Demon in front of him, also cursed incessantly.
He hadn't expected that inconspicuous old man to be so powerful.
Just one strike had blown him thousands of miles away—deep into the dense forest of the Southern Barbarian Land!
"People?"
The Great Demon was also stunned, having been peacefully asleep, how could someone suddenly break in?
Clearly, there was no disturbance from the outside world.
Chen Yuan also couldn't figure it out, but seeing the Great Demon, the agitated him immediately raised his saber and slashed at it.
"What person or non-person, die for me!"
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