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Chapter 1699 A group of idiots

Everyone held their breath, stared at Yang Chen with his eyes tightly, and moved the spirit dagger from his right hand to his left hand, and slashed towards the neck of the common Taoist.

This is a spiritual dagger. If Yang Chen attacks, the common Taoist will have no way to die.

"Are you going to die in a common Taoist dying?"

"I didn't expect that Yang Jiutian's strength was so powerful that even the common Taoist would die at his hands?"

...

Everyone exclaimed.

Yang Chen's eyes were covered in blood. The God of War Technique was running wildly in his body. His mad bloodline had been stimulated to the extreme. He held the spirit dagger tightly from left to right and suddenly slashed towards the neck of the common Taoist.

"die!"

Yang Chen roared angrily and gathered all his strength on his left hand.

The common Taoist face suddenly changed. There was only one spiritual glove. On his right hand, he could not quickly change the spiritual gloves. It was too late to use his right hand to stop it.

In the flash of lightning, he gritted his teeth and stretched out his left hand.

"puff!"

Seeing that the spirit dagger in Yang Chen's hand was about to slash the neck of the common Taoist, the left hand of the common Taoist suddenly blocked the neck, and the spirit dagger directly passed through the palm of his left hand.

Blood splattered, and the palm of the common Taoist, along with five fingers, was cut off and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The common Taoist's right palm also landed on Yang Chen's chest. With a loud bang, Yang Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out directly.

The audience was shocked!

Everyone looked dull. The left hand of the common Taoist priest broke directly from the palm of his palm, and Yang Chen was also knocked away more than ten meters away by the common Taoist priest priest.

The common Taoist, his face full of ferocious expressions, stared at Yang Chen with his eyes tightly.

After being knocked away by the other party, Yang Chen struggled to get up from the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth and his eyes staring at the common Taoist.

The eyes of the two of them looking at each other were full of strong murderous intent.

The common Taoist suddenly spoke: "Yang Chen, you will die miserably!"

Yang Chen also had a ferocious look on his face and said gritting his teeth: "Even if I will die, I will pull you to the back!"

The common Taoist suddenly glanced at the powerful people around him and said coldly: "Who can help me and join forces to kill Yang Chen, whom I owe a favor."

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers around were all surprised.

Yang Chen did not expect that the common Taoist would be so shameless. He knew that he could not kill him, so he actually used favors to exchange for the onlookers to attack him.

However, no one agreed.

The strength Yang Chen showed just now had shocked everyone, and they were also afraid of the power behind Yang Chen.

The common Taoist face became even more gloomy and gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever can help me kill Yang Chen will be considered a favor I owe. Not only that, after Yang Chen's death, will his spiritual dagger belong to."

"Yang Chen only has the martial arts realm at the peak of the eighth level of the extraordinary martial arts, but he can burst out with strength comparable to the mid-stage of the nineth level of the extraordinary, or even close to the late stage of the nineth level of the extraordinary, all thanks to this spiritual dagger."

"As long as anyone is willing to help me kill Yang Chen with one arm, his dagger will be the one! I promise not to compete."

This time, the eyes of many strong men became hot.

Yang Chen's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes swept across the audience, and he said coldly: "You'd better think clearly. Even if you can kill me, do you have the fate to fight for my spirit dagger?"

At this time, a super-eight-level peak powerful man looked at the Taoist of Buyi and said, "Taoist of Buyi, are you saying true? If someone helps you kill Yang Chen, can you give up the spirit dagger? Are you willing to owe us a favor?"

There were two supernatural powerhouses at the scene, one supernatural powerhouse in the early stage of the supernatural powerhouse. He had been defeated by Li Gang with the help of the spiritual dagger. Now there is only the common Taoist, who is a supernatural powerhouse in the middle stage of the supernatural powerhouse.

The rest are all extraordinary eight-level powerhouses.

The common Taoist looked at the eight-level peak powerful man who was talking and said, "I will not deceive you with the reputation of the Holy Palace. As long as anyone is willing to join forces with me to kill Yang Chen, the spirit dagger belongs to whom, and you can still get a favor from me."

"Using my favor, you can kill anyone you want to kill. If I can't kill, I will ask the eight generals of the Holy Palace to kill, and I will guarantee that you can repay your favor."

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards!

Sure enough, after the words of the common Taoist Taoist, he walked out of a peak-level powerhouse in the eighth realm. He looked at the Taoist Taoist Taoist and said, "I am willing to help you!"

"I am willing to help you too!"

"I do, too!"

...

For a moment, seven powerful people in the late stage of the eighth level and peak came out.

Some of the remaining strong men were either afraid of Yang Chen's background or knew that they were also cannon fodder after joining, so they did not stand up.

The common Taoist curled up a curve in the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay! I owe each of you a favor, but there is only one spiritual dagger. Whoever killed Yang Chen in the end will belong to whoever belongs to."

"good!"

Seven strong men who walked out responded one after another.

Soon, seven powerful men in the late stage of the eighth realm and peaked around Yang Chen.

The common Taoist stared at Yang Chen with murderous intent and said, "Boy, this is the price you offend me. You will die miserably! I promise not to leave you with a complete body!"

Yang Chen ignored the common Taoist, glanced at the seven powerful men who surrounded him, and said coldly: "Since you want to kill me, you must be aware of being killed."

"I have to say that you are just a group of idiots. The common Taoist just wants to use your death to consume my strength."

"Even the common Taoist who is comparable to the late stage of the Nine Realms has cut off half of his hand by me. Just you guys can do anything to me?"

"I advise you to withdraw now. I can think that nothing has happened. Once the war begins, I will never show mercy and give you a minute to consider it. After a minute, if you haven't withdrawn, you will think that you are going to fight me in a life and death."

After hearing Yang Chen's words, the seven strong men all looked ugly.

Of course they understood that Yang Chen was not a slight warning. The battle between Yang Chen and the common Taoist just now said everything.

However, the temptation given by the common Taoist Taoist was too great that they could not refuse.

These people have been practicing to the current realm for many years, and their strength has been unable to further improve, but if they get a spirit dagger, their strength will inevitably skyrocket.

At the same time, it is a very huge opportunity for them to get a favor owed by the common Taoist, and they cannot refuse it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and none of the seven strong men quit.

Yang Chen's expression completely sank, his blood-red eyes swept away the seven people, and he said coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I will do it!"
Chapter completed!
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