"This...how...how is this possible! You...are you still human! Am I dreaming?" Yang Xin slumped on the ground, patting his cheeks with his hands: "It must be a dream, it must be a dream , wake up, wake up!"

Yang Xin patted, his whole face was red and swollen.

After finishing Shi Qiu, Yang Chen ignored the two of them, he glanced at the stupid Yang Xin, and stepped forward.

"Don't come here!" Yang Xin wanted to run, but his legs were so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Yang Chen didn't go to find Yang Xin, he appeared in front of Huang Yuan in a flash: "I said, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, I can't save your life!"

"Do you have any last words?" Yang Chen said expressionlessly.

"I was wrong." Huang Yuan seemed to know that he would definitely die today, but instead he let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I regret it, I regret that I didn't kill you in spite of everything, winner and loser, kill me."

"Want to die quickly, so simple?" In Yang Chen's mind, images of innocent people dying tragically, as well as those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for nothing, flashed a coldness in his eyes.

Yang Chen grabbed Huang Yuan's right arm, clasped his shoulder with the other hand, and began to use force.

"What are you going to do!" Huang Yuan was shocked, he wanted to mobilize his vitality to resist, but was defeated by Yang Chen's knee.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Chen stepped up his strength, and with Huang Yuan's scream of "ahhh", he forcibly tore off Huang Yuan's arm.

Huang Yuan was paralyzed on the ground, the severe pain made his body tremble uncontrollably, Yang Chen didn't stop there, he attached his vitality to the fractured part of Huang Yuan's shoulder, and then grabbed Huang Yuan's other arm.

"Stab!"

Huang Yuan's left arm was torn off along with the flesh.

"Ah, ah, you are a devil..." Huang Yuan screamed loudly.

Yang Chen didn't stop moving, and then tore off Huang Yuan's legs at the root, forcibly turning him into a human stick.

"Uh... ah! Yang Chen, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Huang Yuan cursed loudly.

"It's not over yet!" Yang Chen ignored Huang Yuan's cursing, he opened the system space, and took out a yellow corpse head that he had stored in advance.

The soul flame of this yellow corpse is well preserved and has not yet died.

Yang Chen lifted his skull, pulled out the flame of soul, and sealed it into Huang Yuan's mouth.

Under the wrapping of vitality, the flame of soul slid down Huang Yuan's throat and into his stomach.

After releasing his vitality, Huang Yuan's mournful howl resounded throughout the world.

"Kill me, kill me, please, please kill me!" Huang Yuan screamed loudly.

Yang Chen looked coldly at Huang Yuan who was struggling painfully on the ground: "I didn't tell you to die, you won't die, so reflect on your sins in this pain!"

Huang Yuan's soul flame erupted in Huang Yuan's body, the blood vessels on Huang Yuan's skin turned purple and were clearly visible, and the flowing blood was burning like a flame.

Huang Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and the blackness of his eyeballs receded quickly, leaving only the whites of the eyes and bloodshot eyes.

Yang Chen wants to let Huang Corpse's spiritual energy slowly corrode his internal organs, corrode his nerves, and die bit by bit in the cruelest way.

Everyone present had never seen such a cruel technique, even Sun Chengcheng, who had seen the wind and waves, felt his scalp go numb.

Yang Xin's face was even more pale. If you pay attention carefully, you will find a large water stain flowing out from under him.

The young marshal, who was once defiant, was so frightened that he peed on his pants.

On the contrary, it was Qin'er, whose eyes were always on Yang Chen, her beautiful big eyes were shining brightly, her small moist mouth was slightly raised, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Master, you are really handsome!"

Three minutes later, Huang Yuan's screams stopped abruptly, and the system reminded Yang Chen that Huang Zu, the Wuzhu Yuanshen, had been detected.

A generation of tyrants died tragically on the spot in pain.

Absorbing Huang Yuan's primordial spirit, adding 40 points of practice experience, Yang Chen stomped Huang Yuan's head, turned around, and looked at Shi Qiu, who was dying, and Yang Xin, who was scared to pee.

"It's your turn."

Shi Qiu's eyes had long lost focus, and he had long lost consciousness. Seeing Yang Chen walking towards him, Yang Xin panicked and wanted to stand up, but his limbs were weak and he couldn't move even half an inch.

Seeing Yang Chen pick up the dropped long sword and approach Yang Xin, Sun Cheng suddenly stood in front of Yang Chen.

"Why, you want to stop me?" Yang Chen looked at Sun Cheng indifferently.

Sun Cheng said in a deep voice: "Young master! Let him go."

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes: "Reason!"

"I have no right to interfere with the young master's decision, but this person's identity is too complicated, please think twice, young master." Sun Chengjian said.

"Reason!" Yang Chen was unmoved, and repeated.

Sun Cheng glanced at Yang Xin: "The young master knows who he is."

"What does it have to do with me?" Yang Chen asked back.

"He is the son of Yang Zhenxing, the owner of Dongjun City." Sun Cheng replied.

"Young commander, it's amazing." Yang Chen sneered, his face full of thick sarcasm: "Would Yang Zhenxing care about losing a son? Back then, he drove me out personally."

Sun Cheng sighed: "The young master doesn't know something, this involves a long-lost past."

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tell me."

Now that the active nature of the title can last for a while, he really wants to hear that dusty story, which can be regarded as solving the doubts in his heart and giving the deity an explanation.

"The commander-in-chief is a collateral descendant of the Yang family in North China.

More than ten years ago, the Beihuazhou family provoked a powerful force, and overnight, the entire family was slaughtered, and only four people survived from hundreds of collateral bloodlines, including your father..."

Sun Cheng paused here, and continued: "The survivors are Yang Zhenxing and his brother Yang Zhenye. Other than that, there are only Yang Chen and Yang Yun who were sent out earlier."

After glancing at Yang Chen, Sun Cheng continued: "The one who took Yang Chen away was Sun Cai, Yang Zhenxing's servant, my elder brother, and also your real father."

The eldest brother secretly brought Yang Chen to my house, avoiding the disaster.

Because when Yang Chen was born due to great changes in the family, Yang Zhenxing had never seen him at all, and the people who saw him are no longer alive. My elder brother is an ordinary person, and I was only a low-level awakened person at that time. There is no way to take care of you in these last days.

The elder brother came up with another idea and replaced you with the real young son.

Later, you became Yang Chen, and the real Yang Chen became Sun Xin, who was raised by him.

The eldest brother kept this matter from everyone, and I only found out after the incident.

Later, the Marshal approached us and brought everyone to this southeast state. Together, we experienced the South and North Wars and established the big Dongjun City with one hand, and you also entered the Marshal's Mansion as the Marshal's only son. Became a young marshal.

Originally, according to the elder brother's idea, the rest of your life should be to be a young master smoothly, enjoying a life of wealth and wealth, and not having to live in fear that you may die at any time.

However, ten years ago, the accident still happened. "

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