Chapter 282: Chapter 279: When Have You Ever Left Me a Way Out?_l

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Fang Haoran, despite his shortcomings, naturally supported his sect’s senior and junior brothers more. Now, looking at Yang Chen, Fang Haoran said solemnly, “Yang Chen, I’ve told you that this matter has nothing to do with you. I hope you won’t interfere.”

“Oh, what if I insist on interfering?” Yang Chen said lazily.

“Then you better be prepared to leave your life here today. If you dare to meddle in our Ziyang Sect’s affairs, you will pay the price.” Angered, Fang

Haoran shouted, “Attack him now!”

Shua shua, the disciples all started to take action.

At this moment, there were hardly any disciples left in the Yanhua Pool who possessed fighting strength. Even MO HuaWu had lost a large amount of true Qi in the previous clash, leaving her unable to use even thirty percent of her current strength. It would take only a few people to restrain the female disciples from Yanhua Pool that were here now.

As strong as Yang Chen was, Fang Haoran didn’t believe Yang Chen could cause any trouble surrounded by so many people.

Taking action immediately, many disciples from the Ziyang Sect swiftly surrounded Yang Chen so he couldn’t escape.

Seeing this, the corner of Yang Chen’s mouth curved up, and the Forbidden Purple Dragon Spear started to sweep.

In an instant, sparks of electric light from the spear engulfed the surrounding area in its range!

At the same time, Yang Chen’s martial arts cultivation in the sixth level of the Spirit Martial Realm also burst out instantly. True Qi enveloped every part of the surrounding area, leaving everyone present dumbstruck.

“Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Level!” “It’s the Spirit Martial Realm Sixth Level!”

No one could help but feel shocked.

It didn’t matter if they were female disciples from the Yanhua Pool or disciples from the Ziyang Sect; it was hard for anyone to remain calm.

This was no joke; it was the Sixth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm!

As these disciples were feeling shocked, the electric lights, as quick as lightning, struck in an instant, not giving the charging disciples any time to react. The smell of burnt flesh wafted through the air. Looking at the disciples of the Ziyang Sect, their bodies were charred black, as if the lightning had struck them senseless.

One by one, the disciples fell from the sky, unconscious…

In just a few breaths, dozens of Ziyang Sect disciples awoke to their senses, with only a dozen or so remaining.

Seeing this scene, Fang Haoran’s eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. Staring at Yang Chen’s staggering aura and the dozens of fallen disciples, he retreated in horror.

MO HuaWu also couldn’t believe what was happening before her eyes.

This…

Who would believe it?

Although Yang Chen had defeated Yuanmu at the beginning, everyone knew Yang Chen was strong!

But, even if one was stronger at the Spirit Martial Realm stage, their strength would crumble against a large number of opponents if there wasn’t much difference in their martial arts cultivation level.

However…

Yang Chen reached the Sixth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm, and the

significance completely changed. Yang Chen left those geniuses behind by a wide margin!

Fang Wenhao, filled with a mixture of horror and anger, stared at Yang Chen and yelled, “Yang Chen, you must know that you are making an enemy of our Ziyang Sect!”

“You’re right. I am making an enemy out of your Ziyang Sect.” Yang Chen’s expression turned cold as he held the Forbidden Purple Dragon Spear and said slowly, “It seems that you are the leader of this group. In that case, I’ll deal with you first!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chen’s figure flashed. The speed of the

Tai Chu Divine Body was fully displayed, coupled with the speed of the Sixth Level in the Spirit Martial Realm. In an instant, he appeared in front of Fang Wenhao.

Fang Wenhao’s heart jumped and he exclaimed, “Such a fast speed!”

He didn’t have time to react and immediately launched his own attack!

Yang Chen didn’t care what Fang Wenhao was trying to do. With a flick of his palm, a Black Mountain Dark Cloud Palm strike bombarded forth.

The huge shadow of an imaginary palm fell from the sky, crashing towards Fang Wenhao.

Fang Wenhao’s pupils shrank as he looked at the giant palm and felt the suffocating force coming from the shadow of the imaginary palm. He couldn’t help but feel terrified, suddenly feeling that even if he used all his strength, he couldn’t resist the shadow of this imaginary palm!

Boom!

Fang Wenhao spat out a mouthful of blood. The spirit weapon granted to him by his sect was unable to block the shadow of the imaginary palm. His entire body retreated uncontrollably, trying to escape.

But at the moment he tried to flee, a flash of electric light flickered around his body. The numbing electric shocks instantly restrained him. Yang Chen firmly held him and completely overpowered him, rendering him defenseless.

The entire process only lasted a few breaths.

The gap was too great.

It was normal.

When Yang Chen was at the Fourth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm, he could defeat Yuanmu, who was at the Fifth Level, and Yuanmu’s skills were far superior to those of Fang Wenhao. Despite this, Yang Chen still defeated him.

Now, having reached the Sixth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm, the improvement in his martial arts cultivation level also directly increased his attack power. Neither the Black Mountain Dark Cloud Palm nor the lightning power he could borrow from the Heavenly Thunder Origin could be compared to what he had when he was at the Fourth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

His encounters with the Fifth Level of Spirit Martial Realm naturally changed the meaning entirely.

At this moment, Yang Chen fiercely gripped Fang Wenhao, not showing a shred of mercy. “I heard you just said you wanted to kill me?”

“Ah, Yang Chen, I was just speaking recklessly just now. You mustn’t take me seriously. If you want the Secret Realm Jade, I’ll give it to you. Just don’t kill me!” Fang Wenhao swallowed nervously, only now remembering.

Yang Chen dared to rob the disciples of the Ming Emperor Sect for their Secret Realm Jades. They must be joking. They didn’t even dare to rob his Ziyang Sect, did they?

If he angered Yang Chen, who was to say that Yang Chen wouldn’t kill him?

If he were to die so unjustly, he wouldn’t be able to enjoy his promising future.

Fang Wenhao, caring less about his dignity at this moment, hurriedly pleaded for mercy.

Yang Chen saw that Fang Wenhao had no courage at all and really had no intention of killing him. Seeing that the other party was willing to hand over the Secret Realm Jade voluntarily, he snorted coldly, searched Fang Wenhao’s storage bag, and drew out the Secret Realm Jade. He had no interest in the other’s treasures, and left the spirit stones and spirit weapons untouched.

“Alright, you can go now.” Yang Chen said bluntly, “Besides, I want all of you to hand over the Secret Realm Jades, and then go wherever you want!”

“Yang Chen, you… you have to leave us a way out!” Fang Wenhao cried out anxiously.

If the Secret Realm Jades from his junior brothers remained, he could still enter the knockout competition.

But Yang Chen actually wanted to seize the Secret Realm Jades from his junior brothers too?

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, “Leave you a way out… haha, Ziyang Sect, Fang

Wenhao, if you want to know, you better go back and ask that Elder surnamed Wu from your sect. It’s as difficult as climbing to the sky for me, Yang Chen, to see my sister, all because of your Ziyang Sect.. When have you ever given me a way out?”