Chapter 1509 Who is the strong one (6 updates)

Zeng Junxian narrowed his eyes, smiled confidently, and nodded: "You are right, the battle will indeed end soon."

After speaking, he glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, step back to avoid accidental injuries later. I will not pay for medical expenses."

Everyone retreated one after another. Zeng Yuhu saw that it was a done deal. He glanced at Chen Yang, shook his head and sighed, and also stepped aside.

Yang Shuyi, Yang Zexuan, Si Lanjing and Huo Ying'er, however, stood beside Chen Yang and did not move.

Si Lanjing frowned and said, "Do you really want to fight him?"

Yang Shuyi said: "Zeng Junxian has reached the peak of pill formation, Chen Yang, don't hurt yourself just to save face."

Yang Zexuan said coldly: "Hmph, when I reach Zeng Junxian's age, I will definitely be stronger than him."

Although Huo Ying'er didn't say anything, her eyes looking at Chen Yang were full of worry.

Chen Yang said to Si Lanjing and others: "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

However, Si Lanjing and the other two people didn't believe this. They were all so anxious that they didn't know what to do.

Zeng Junxian shouted: "Lan Jing, Yang Shuyi, get out of the way, otherwise, I will take action."

"well."

Yang Shuyi and the others sighed and then stepped aside, worried about Chen Yang.

Si Lanjing even took out the elixir and prepared to give it to Chen Yang after he was injured.

In the middle of the venue, everyone made room for an open space.

Chen Yang and Zeng Junxian stood on both sides. The atmosphere was very tense and the battle was about to break out.

"Chen Yang is dead."

"He actually dared to go against Zeng Junxian. It was so unwise."

"What a pity. A good alchemist, why should he fight with others?"

Among the crowd, some felt sorry for Chen Yang, while others took pleasure in his misfortune.

But everyone agrees that Chen Yang cannot win.

Clang.

Zeng Junxian slammed the sword in his hand on the ground, and the whole place fell into silence.

He hooked his fingers at Chen Yang and said proudly: "Don't say I bully you, I'll give you three moves."

"No need, just do it quickly."

Chen Yang had an impatient expression on his face. He stood there lazily and yawned, saying, "I'll go back to sleep after I beat you. Hurry up."

"Boy, you are too arrogant. In that case, then accept the move."

A cold look flashed in Zeng Junxian's eyes. He held the sword in his hand and moved towards Chen Yang.

"Tyrannosaurus Slash!"

The true energy was condensed on the blade, and the two-meter-long sword released a powerful force. The wind of the sword swept across the banquet hall, and everyone felt a domineering momentum.

"As expected of Tyrant Dragon Slash, it's so powerful."

"With this one blow, Chen Yang will be dead."

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and had a clearer understanding of Zeng Junxian's strength. This man had completely left the younger generation of Anyang City behind and formed his own echelon with the son of the city lord.

Looking back at Chen Yang, he could only see him standing there, motionless, with no movement of his energy, and an expression on his face that was indifferent, as if he didn't see Zeng Junxian attacking him.

Everyone shook their heads. You still dare to challenge like this. I wonder where you got your confidence.

"Dead, he's dead."

He Kun clenched his fists in excitement, his face full of joy.

Hu Mei, Zhu Bao, Zhou Xue and others behind him also sneered.

"Take the move!"

A ferocious look flashed in Zeng Junxian's eyes, and the blade fell.

Everyone thought that Chen Yang would be killed.

But at the critical moment, everything suddenly stopped. Zeng Junxian's domineering and ferocious blade hung in the air without chopping down.

Did he show mercy?

No, absolutely not.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that Chen Yang raised his right hand. There was no fluctuation of true energy. He only relied on the strength of his physical body to grab Zeng Junxian's blade, preventing the sword from falling any further.

The blade of the knife was less than ten centimeters from his head.

The zhenqi that swept through the blade rushed towards him, but it seemed to have no lethality and could not cause harm to him.

"How... how is it possible?!"

Zeng Junxian was shocked, and exerted his strength to the extreme, pressing down the sword in his hand.

However, the sword seemed to be fixed and did not move at all.

boom.

There was a loud noise.

Everyone saw the shadow of Chen Yang's legs flashing, and Zeng Junxian flew backwards. He couldn't even hold the sword in his hand, and was held by Chen Yang.

Boom.

Zeng Junxian hit the wall, broke the wall, and fell directly outside the hall.

Everyone looked out through the hole and saw Zeng Junxian lying outside with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

And his abdomen was a bloody mess.

hiss……

Everyone gasped, and then the whole place fell into silence, and you could hear a needle drop.

All eyes were focused on Chen Yang. No one thought that Chen Yang would be the winner in the end, and he won so lightly.

Anyang City's outstanding geniuses are no match for him in his hands.

Zeng Junxian just said that the strong are respected. This is very true, but who is the strong?

"For sparing you a life, consider this knife as an apology to me."

Chen Yang broke the silence, put the sword into the ring, turned around and walked outside, saying: "I don't want to stay here, I have a place to stay. Goodbye."

The crowd quickly moved out of the way, and no one dared to block Chen Yang's way.

When he passed by He Kun and others, He Kun, Zhu Bao and others were already pale, and they quickly retreated several meters and hid behind the crowd for fear of being seen by Chen Yang.

How could Chen Yang care about such a small role.

Without squinting his eyes, he walked straight out of the gate of the General's Mansion, his figure fading away.

Looking at his back, the young people present felt excited and longed to become someone like Chen Yang. He was so handsome.

"Chen Yang, wait for me."

Si Lanjing came back to her senses, her eyes filled with admiration, and she quickly chased after Chen Yang.

Yang Shuyi and Huo Ying'er moved their steps but did not catch up after all.

Chen Yang was invited by Si Lanjing and he was supposed to accompany him. In what name did they pursue him?

Yang Shuyi said happily: "I didn't expect Chen Yang to be so strong!"

"I didn't expect that either."

Huo Ying'er smiled bitterly and recalled her previous doubts about Chen Yang. She thought it was so ridiculous.

The dinner party originally held for Zeng Junxian was ended now that the host was seriously injured.

Zeng Yuhu carried Zeng Junxian into the backyard with a sullen face, while the others said goodbye and left.

In the backyard, a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt was practicing sword practice.

This person is none other than City Guard General Zeng Yulong.

Hearing the footsteps, he asked: "Junxian, how are you? Can you kill that arrogant boy?"

"Brother."

Zeng Yuhu shouted, Zeng Yulong put away his sword and turned around.

Seeing the unconscious Zeng Junxian, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly went over to hug Zeng Junxian, his face full of anger.

This was his heart and soul, his pride, and now he was seriously injured.

He looked at Zeng Yuhu, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Arrange someone immediately, I want that person's head tonight."