Chapter 162 Lihentian

Today is the Du family, and many young children are arranged to explore the day of a secret realm called "Lihentian".

The mansion where Ye Chen is located is called the Staff Mansion.

He was Du Kang's place to live when he was hosting his aides. When Ye Chen was testing the power of the banana fan, one of Du Kang's aides, Sun Mijian, the eighth prince of Zhenyan State of Yunzhou, noticed the movement and attacked Ye Chen.

The reason why he took action was that he wanted to collect the essence of flames, so that Ye Chen could suffer a loss, and by the way, he gave Du Kang's new aide a warning to consolidate his identity as an old man.

However, Ye Chen was so fierce that he easily defeated the old man Sun Mijian and almost died.

One of Du Kang's aides actually has the identity of a prince, which shows how mixed the strategist's mansion is.

Ye Chen had a brief understanding from Du Kang that he supported 138 staff members in his staff's mansion. If Ye Chen was included, there would be 139 people.

These 100 staff members have different identities and origins. There are ordinary casual cultivators, children of the Immortal Island master, heirs who went out to practice, and some ascetic monks who concealed their origins.

Usually, these staff members are leisurely and practice in the room. If they want to go out, they don’t have to report and can go in and out at will. But if Du Kang has something to do, unless he is in a dead end and reaches an extremely dangerous time, he must unconditionally give him advice.

This time, when we went to the secret realm of "Lihentian", according to the rules of the clan, each young master could only lead ten followers to.

The so-called "Young Master" refers to a child like Du Kang who is qualified to compete for the next head of the family.

There are not a few brothers and sisters of Du Kang, with about two or three thousand people, but there are less than a hundred of them qualified to be called "Young Master".

At this moment, Ye Chen was in a hall, sitting on a chair. Not far from him were nine men and women, including Sun Mijian. The nine were Du Kang's aides and would accompany Mr. Du Kang into the secret realm of Lihentian with Ye Chen.

"After a hundred years, the secret realm of 'Lihentian' has been opened again? Very good! This time I must find a magic weapon in it!" Among the nine staff members, a thin young man spoke.

This young man was not only thin, his face was also pale, and his eyes were swollen. He could tell at a glance that he was addicted to alcohol and color. However, his cultivation was the highest among the nine people, and he had already entered the realm of Yangshen.

"Sikong Shaowei, you'd better restrain yourself! This time I went to Lihentian, which was related to whether Mr. Du Kang could inherit the throne of the head of the family. He could not tolerate any carelessness. It was not that you would let you enter and play and find magic weapons!" Sun Mijian seemed extremely disliked the thin young man and immediately scolded him.

The thin young man named Sikong Shaowei was unafraid. He was a cultivator in the Yangshen realm, while Sun Mijian, the eighth prince of Zhenyan Kingdom, was just a great achievement in the Jindan Dao. The two were a realm different, and they were at a great level, and their strength was completely incomparable.

"Hehe, Sun Mijian, recognize your cultivation level! You are still struggling in the Jindan Avenue, but I am in the Yangshen realm - I am also an old person in the cultivation world. When you Zhenyan Kingdom, you emperors and old men must treat you with courtesy. How dare you speak to me like this? If it weren't for the sake of working under Mr. Du Kang, I would have dug out your golden elixir long ago!" Sikong Shaowei sneered.

"You..." Sun Mijian's expression changed, and he suddenly giggled, extremely cold: "Boy, do you really think I can't deal with you?"

"Okay, both of them are the right-hand men of Mr. Du Kang. Neither of them is indispensable. Don't fight in the internal conflict." The other seven aides saw it and hurriedly dissuaded them.

Sikong Shaowei seemed to have a little fear of Sun Mijian and was unwilling to offend him too much. He didn't say anything else, but turned to Ye Chen: "I heard that you are good at strength. Sun Mijian asked you to establish his authority in the morning, but it seemed that he was suffering a loss, right?"

Before Ye Chen could say anything, Sun Mijian's face turned gloomy as water: "Sikong Shaowei, what do you mean?"

Sikong Shaowei seemed quite interested in Ye Chen and walked towards him: "Last night, you followed Mr. Du Kang into the Staff Mansion, and seemed to have brought two good-looking maids. I am the old man from the Staff Mansion. As a newcomer, you must give me some gifts, right? How about giving these two women to me?"

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, but suddenly sighed: "Sikong Shaowei, your mouth is so poisonous-I am really curious that you can actually practice safely and reach the realm of Yang Shen, but you have not been beaten to death because of offending a big man you shouldn't have provoked."

"Oh?" Sikong Shaowei's eyes suddenly became sharp and he glanced at Ye Chen, "Is it you who should not offend? You are a small Jindan Taoist monk. When you see a senior in the Yangshen realm, you don't kowtow and say hello, but you dare to speak out loud and arrogantly. It seems that I really should teach you some lessons and let you understand the superiority and inferiority."

"Rareless!" Ye Chen suddenly stood up: "You trash cultivator who has just entered the realm of Yangshen, dare you to talk to me like this?"

At this moment, not only Sun Mijian, but also other staff members felt that Ye Chen was too arrogant. Although Sikong Shaowei was disgusting, his Yang Shen cultivation was not mixed with any moisture. If the two fought, it would be great that Ye Chen could save his life under his command, but he called it garbage, which was overestimating his ability.

"Let me try your strength and whether it is as hard as your mouth!" Sikong Shaowei's eyes cold, his aura suddenly changed, he poked out a palm, and continued to grow. He slapped Ye Chen, and he actually made a ruthless move, trying to slap him to death and crush him into a meat paste.

This person has some tricks, and he does not use a move similar to the "Zhengqi Dashu", but an ancient magical power "Dharmas the Heaven and Earth".

The ancient magical power "Dharmas the Heaven and Earth" can be used, and the body can continue to expand and become thousands of giants, capable of scattering mountains and flattening mountains, causing the wind and clouds to lose their color and the sun and the moon to lose its light.

Of course, Sikong Shaowei did not have the means to draw mountains. His practice of "Dharma of Heaven and Earth" was still very slow, and he could only control the expansion and growth of a certain part of his body, but this was already an extremely powerful magical power.

Boom...Boom...

Like the whistling sound of waves, Sikong Shaowei's palm rose to a size of ten feet in a radius, but in this spacious hall, it could move, pressing the heaven and earth's energy to creak and slap it down at Ye Chen.

"A little trick of carving insects!" Ye Chen was still as motionless as a mountain. When Sikong Shaowei's huge palm was about to touch his forehead, his body suddenly shook, and violent Yuan power surged out, directly supporting the huge palm, making it unable to fall.

"What?"

"So awesome!"

"He actually blocked it!"

Sun Mijian and eight other staff members retreated suddenly and stood in a corner of the hall to observe Ye Chen's battle with Sikong Shaowei. Seeing Ye Chen easily blocking his huge palm, their faces suddenly changed.

Even Sun Mijian was quite surprised. He knew that Ye Chen was powerful and had a strange fan magic weapon, but he didn't expect that he was so fierce that he could withstand the attack of the powerful Yang Shen without relying on the magic weapon.

"I'm too lazy to play with you, die!" Ye Chen took a step forward, and Yuanli gushed away, shaking the huge palm above his head, flew toward Sikong Shaowei, and hit his chest with a palm.

"Not good!" The light flashed violently in Sikong Shaowei's body, and the power of the natal Taoism supported a blue body protection light curtain in front of him, blocking the palm that Ye Chen gave.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Ye Chen slap his other palm out!

Bo!

As fast as lightning, the next moment, the protective light curtain in front of Sikong Shaowei broke open, and Ye Chen's palm hit his chest without any obstacle.

Immediately, a burst of invasive bones shattered, the sound of sternum collapsed, and the internal organs were directly smashed to pieces. Sikong Shaowei's body instantly lost all his vitality and fell to the ground with a bang.

The eight major aides were completely shocked by Ye Chen's strength and looked at him dumbly: A powerful Yang God man was killed in a blink of an eye?!

Sikong Shaowei's body was like a dead dog, lying on the ground.

But at this moment, a blazing golden light lit up in his body, and then the vigorous yang energy blew out from his body, as thin as fog, gathering into clouds over his dead dog-like body.

As more and more yang energy erupted, the clouds in Sikong Shaowei's body became denser and denser, gradually squirming, and turned into a vague human form, which was vaguely visible to Sikong Shaowei's appearance.

Immediately afterwards, violent spiritual fluctuations came out of the human form, and all kinds of angry thoughts bombarded Ye Chen's mind.

"Boy, you actually dare to destroy my body, causing my Yang Shen to leave my body... You are dead! You are dead, do you know? I am the son of Sikonghao, the owner of Wanling Fairy Island. When I find my father, I must pull you cramps and bones, crush your bones and ashes to eliminate my hatred!"

Ye Chen laughed: "Sikong Shaowei, you are really a brainless pig, a playboy! It would be fine if you were honest. Now that you have lost your body, you dare to threaten me. Do you think I will let you go?"

While speaking, he did not hesitate, and opened his mouth and spewed out a starry galaxy, wrapped Sikong Shaowei, and directly wrapped it into the Pure Yang Immortal Furnace, suppressing it so that it would be convenient for future conspiracy.

"Chen Ye, this Sikong Shaowei is quite famous..." At this time, Sun Mijian walked over. He was completely convinced by Ye Chen and was not willing to make the relationship between the two continue to be stiff. Instead, he reminded him to ease the relationship between the two.

Ye Chen nodded: "It's okay, I have my own opinions, thank you for your kindness."

The relationship between the two suddenly eased a lot, and Sun Mijian said, "Then Mr. Du Kang will be late, what do you say?"

"It's no big deal..." At this moment, Du Kang walked in from outside the hall and frowned when he saw the dead Sikong Shaowei: "This time I go to the 'Lihentian' secret realm, I may encounter Sikong Shaowei's father Sikong Hao - but I have my own way to prevent him from causing trouble."

Du Kang then clapped his hands and said, "Okay, please follow me to the Void Palace! Get ready to enter the Lihentian!"
Chapter completed!