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Chapter 150: Message

Chen Ang said it very naturally, and his tone was like instructing his disciples to do something extremely simple.

"What? Don't understand?" Looking at the reactions of those people, Chen Ang frowned and said again.

"Hmph! There are so many people here, why do you say you can leave...ah!" Just as everyone was silent, Youye, the old man who had not spoken before, suddenly jumped out, but the time he chose was really wrong so that he could not be wrong anymore. Before he finished his second half of the sentence, he was replaced by a loud scream.

Chen Ang suddenly approached with lightning speed and then punched out...

"Bang!" Chen Ang's punch hit Youye alive and a low voice sounded, and the surrounding rocks rolled down, burying Youye.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and their eyes began to rush wildly.

"What kind of strength is this?" All the disciples of Tuofan felt their throats dry and their heads were sweating.

Chen Ang's punch was extremely shocking. You know, Youye is a real God-Man realm; now, he was punched into the mountain wall like a maniac!

"I said I am the fifth-rank god, I don't believe it!" Chen Ang retracted his fist, turned to look at Kun Teng, who was hesitant, and said, "The young master of Beiming Palace, right? I know your Beiming Palace's plan, but I tell you, what you think will never come true. Okay, put away the heavy water pattern in your hand, you don't know yet. Yan Sen, the third-ranked evil list, has sneaked into Mount Dasumi, and you should keep your life-saving treasure to deal with him."

"What? Yan Sen, a ghost guy, dares to run into Mount Dasumi?"

"Go back and report to Elder Kunxu, let him take action to destroy this bastard!"

...

When they heard Yan Sen's news, the disciples of Beiming Palace immediately cursed; but from their fearful eyes, they could know that they did not dare to say these words in front of Yan Sen.

Not only the disciples, but even Kun Teng and the faces of the God-Man Realm behind him became unnatural. Obviously, for Beiming Palace, Yan Sen was really a unpleasant name.

"Haha, I won't lie to you, and there is no need to lie to you. Telling you this news is just to preserve our strength; this is just the central part of Mount Daxumeru, and you will not lose half of your Beiming Palace's strength in this place." Chen Ang spoke again, this time he said it was like the truth.

"Okay, since that's the case, then see us in the depths of Mount Sumeru." Kunteng finally made up his mind that whether it was Chen Ang's own strength or what he said, Kunteng had lost the possibility of mastering the battle situation. The strength of the fifth-grade God-Man is really an insurmountable peak in Mount Sumeru.

"Young Palace Master! You can't leave."

"Young Palace Master! What should we do if you leave?"

When they saw Kunteng, they wanted to leave. The people from You Mansion and the Blood Mansion couldn't help but joking. What a joke? They were threatened by Kunteng. If Kunteng patted his butt and left, would they still have to take the blame?

But unfortunately... Kunteng seemed to be trying to take them to the pot.

"Oh? What are you going to do?" Kun Teng stopped and narrowed his eyes to the people from both palaces.

"Young Palace Master, you just asked us to attack Poxuan Gate. How could you leave just now? No, you have to save us." The people in the two palaces felt extremely aggrieved.

"What if I don't save me?" Kun Teng's eyes narrowed even tighter.

"Uh..." The people from both palaces were speechless.

Yes, what if Kun Teng insists on leaving? Can they still intercept it?

"It's okay?" Seeing the people from the two mansions who gradually became quiet, Kun Teng asked with a little amusing, "If it's okay, I'll leave? Hahahahaha..."

Kun Teng led the disciples of Beiming Palace to turn and leave, and the venue suddenly seemed empty.

Looking at the people from the two palaces who were curled up into each other and dared not speak, the people from the Xuanmen and Baihua Palace exhaled a sigh of anger.

The so-called pitiful people must have something hateful. People must always be responsible for their own behavior, right? Although the process is different, some people take the responsibility actively and others passively, the final result is the same, so as to be sown as to the cause and the result is very fair.

"Why? If you don't hand it over, can you still have to do it?" Chen Ang snorted coldly, his tone was extremely unkind.

When they noticed Chen Ang's tone, the people from the two palaces moved one after another, and arranged in two long teams in a regular manner. Several powerful people from the Divine Human Realm took the lead in collecting the space container.

This time, they really lost the rice without stealing the chicken.

Chen Ang selected two rings of powerful people in the Divine Human Realm from those colorful space containers, and then turned around and walked towards Qingying.

When approaching Qingying's side, Chen Ang drew the ring and then threw it to Tongtian Python. Looking at Qingying's open mouth, Chen Ang spoke first and said, "Don't be too busy to refuse. We can't do anything else in the Xuanmen, but the two words "gratitude and grudge" are clearly distinguished. If you help me, you should naturally get these gifts and...our gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Qingying nodded. Since he said that, then accept it yourself. Go back and leave it to Young Master Yun Fei and let him deal with it. Qingying thought of it indifferently.

"Oh, by the way, Xiao Kun just said that you are Yun Fei's friends?" Chen Ang seemed to suddenly remember something.

When Qingying heard the word "Yun Fei" appearing from Chen Ang's mouth, she subconsciously shook her head, saying that she was completely independent and had nothing to do with Yun Fei.

Seeing Qingying's movements, Tongtian Python couldn't help but pat his forehead. This little master... was so worried.

"That's right, Yunfei is our friend." Tongtian Python stepped forward and confirmed the news.

After hearing the words of Tongtian Python, the little girl reacted that the enemy had left; Qingying stuck out her tongue, looking innocent.

"I heard that Yun Fei is now the elder of Taixuan Sect?" Chen Ang's face looked a little serious.

"Well, that's right, Young Master Yun Fei became the Supreme Elder of Taixuan Sect some time ago." Qing Ying noticed something was wrong and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Senior, is there anything wrong?"

Chen Ang sighed and said in a heavy tone: "Go and tell Yun Fei quickly and let him lead the remaining disciples of Taixuan Sect to leave Mount Daxumi. Wang Xian and the others... are afraid that the entire army will be wiped out."

"Senior, what's going on? Please tell me clearly?" Qingying, who was about to leave in a hurry, asked Chen Ang in a deep voice. In this case, of course, we must ask the whole story of the matter clearly.

Chen Ang sighed and said, "I don't know where the Yin-Yang Sect got the news. They knew that your Taixuan Sect was divided into two groups this time, so they set up an ambush deep in the mountains."
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