Tian Yuan

Chapter 1370: Kill with a Flick of a Finger

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunder splitting the sky, deafening.

The crowd had no time to react, such as ridicule, mockery, surprise, etc.

A vast and boundless pressure covered the ancient city and even the entire planet.

The mighty force was like a downpour, flooding the world in an instant.

Doom!

Countless monks could not bear the might of the sky, and they knelt on the ground, crawling and trembling. The fear from the depths of their souls devoured their reason, and they lost the ability to move. Their bodies curled up with horrified expressions.

Dong Pingyu, who was standing in front of the road, suffered the strongest force. He instantly lost his previous arrogance and contempt, and his whole body shook, and his internal organs almost exploded.

"call--"

When encountering danger, a protective Taoist treasure immediately appeared. It was a green bracelet that emerged from the body on its own and hung in the air.

The jade bracelet rotated, emitting powerful force, forming hundreds of green light barriers that surrounded Dong Pingyu and ensured his safety.

A top-grade holy weapon with defensive properties is much more valuable than an offensive weapon like a sword.

High in the sky, the chariot shook slightly. The powerful guard inside noticed the problem at the first moment and pushed the door open to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

"Please stop, fellow Taoist. Let's talk about any misunderstanding slowly."

The powerful man was an old man with only a few strands of hair left. He was dressed in dark brocade clothes, his face was covered with wrinkles, his skin was dark and weather-beaten.

This suffocating pressure made the great protectors tremble in their hearts, and they quickly spoke out to stop it, wanting to calm the situation and not let it get worse.

However, Chen Qingyuan ignored this powerful man completely. The coldness in his eyes enveloped the space where Dong Pingyu was, and eroded the protective barrier at an extremely fast speed and attached to his body.

"what!"

In just a few breaths, Dong Pingyu thought that with the protection of the jade bracelet and the protection of the elders, he would be safe. Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyuan did not give him face at all and was determined to kill him.

The invisible and piercing cold seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld. When Dong Pingyu was touched by a trace of it, he felt as if his soul had fallen into a bottomless cold cave. It was unbearable and he cried out heartbreakingly.

"I didn't mean to cause trouble, but you are looking for death."

Even if Chen Qingyuan's foundation was completely destroyed and his cultivation was still regressing, he still stood at the top of the world, overlooking the universe, and could not be desecrated.

Saving spiritual energy and not using Taoist magic is to slow down the speed of realm decline. Fortunately, a solution can be thought of during this period of time.

However, this does not mean that Chen Qingyuan will not take action when faced with trouble.

When it’s time to act, be decisive.

"Fuck!"

Chen Qingyuan was sitting on the back of the old ox, slowly raising his right hand. He pointed his index finger, and a mysterious light condensed from the finger point, then flew out and reached Dong Pingyu's forehead.

“Bang!”

Hundreds of green light barriers were shattered like pieces of tofu, fragile and easily destroyed.

The next moment, a mysterious light flashed, piercing through Dong Pingyu's brows, causing his body to explode. As for his soul, it was locked in his body by the initial chill, unable to escape, and then perished.

The seventeenth prince, who was so high and mighty in the eyes of the world, turned into a pool of meat paste in the blink of an eye.

He should have regretted it when he was dying!

Many people saw this scene and forever remembered the fear in the Seventeenth Prince's eyes as he was on the verge of death. It touched their souls and kept replaying before their eyes, unable to be erased.

"No!" At that moment, the guardian had already condensed his Taoist magic and attacked from a distance, trying to intercept Chen Qingyuan's fatal move, but unfortunately he was still half a beat too late.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, the old guard was dumbfounded. He was not heartbroken about the death of the prince, but was angry that the dignity of the dynasty was challenged.

"No matter who you are, you can't bear the consequences of what happened today!"

The old man looked down at Chen Qingyuan and shouted at him. He immediately crushed the jade talisman and reported the matter to the emperor.

The prince died and his soul fire was extinguished.

Even if the old man didn't report it, the dynasty's top leaders would be able to find out the reason at the first time.

The old man will definitely be punished after this matter is over because he failed to protect the way. The hatred in his eyes is extremely strong, but because he is not sure about the strength of Chen Qingyuan, he has not taken any action and is waiting for help.

He was able to break the protective power of a top-grade holy weapon with just one finger. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

The old man was both angry and fearful.

If you ask yourself, it is difficult for you to do this.

As long as you don't let this person leave, the crime won't be too serious.

Thinking of this, the old man kept staring at Chen Qingyuan, his eyes full of bloodshot, and then burst out with all his might, mobilizing all kinds of Taoist soldiers and trump cards, and the situation became tense.

"Who is this person?"

The old man was clearly at a high place, but he had the illusion of looking up at the other person. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. Cold sweat kept coming out, soaking his clothes.

Everyone present was stunned for a long time before accepting the fact.

"Mr. Seventeen, dead...dead."

The city lord, who had the cultivation base of the Mahayana stage, suddenly collapsed to the ground, his face pale and his lips trembling uncontrollably.

The prince died in his own jurisdiction and could not escape responsibility. Even if he was not sentenced to death, he would be tortured in every way and would never have the chance to take power again.

"The prince is dead, oh my god!"

For countless monks, this incident was an earth-shattering event that shocked and stunned people.

"If you violate the dignity of the dynasty, even if you are a powerful person, you will not be able to escape death."

Many people looked up at Chen Qingyuan's figure, their faces filled with fear and panic.

Every corner of the ancient city was silent and the atmosphere was depressing.

Chen Qingyuan remained calm after killing a fool who didn't know how to live or die.

I won't leave for now because I want to see how deep the Zi Lian Dynasty's background is and whether it can distinguish right from wrong.

If I leave like this, the dynasty will definitely send strong men to hunt me down and I will never have peace.

It is better to solve the problem before leaving so that you can live a peaceful life afterwards.

Originally, Chen Qingyuan had some favorable impressions towards the dynasty. After all, it did not allow the monks to interfere in the affairs of the mortal dynasty, and the order was stable, which was worthy of praise.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

In such a large imperial family, there are always some bullies. It depends on how the rulers of the imperial city deal with them.

"Master, will we be in trouble?"

Tang Wan'er was stunned for a moment and said worriedly.

"I'm here, don't worry."

Chen Qingyuan had a calm expression.

"Ah."

With her master's words, the worry on Tang Wan'er's brows disappeared immediately. She became calm and took out the tea set and started to make tea.

"Master, would you please try the flavor?"

Tang Wan'er was holding a cup of tea, gentle and virtuous.

Taking the tea and taking a sip, Chen Qingyuan nodded and said, "Not bad."

Seeing that this man was still interested in drinking tea, the old guard became more angry.