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Chapter 1198 Floating and admitting defeat

"impossible!"

Daoist Fukong said coldly, almost squeezed out a few words between his teeth, his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping water, which made people shudder.

"You want Daoist to apologize? Don't even look at how much this guy is!" Daoist Fukong sneered and said, "Yang Chen, don't think that Daoist helped you before, so you can ignore Daoist Don’t say that you are just a mere warrior in the emperor’s realm, even if your cultivation has surpassed the emperor’s realm, so what? Daoist wants you to die, so you won’t be able to live!”

When Daoist Fukong said this, his tone was full of coldness, as if even the surrounding air had frozen, and the oppressive atmosphere made everyone almost breathless.

Yang Chen took a deep breath, and quickly circulated the power of the fairy body in his body, and then barely resisted the pressure of Daoist Floating Sky. At the same time, he was also a little shocked. After all, he was a progressive powerhouse, but when facing the coercion of the Floating Daoist, he still felt a fear from the inside out.

This fear did not come from Yang Chen's fear, but from the spiritual power in his body, the power of the immortal body, and even the power of the domain.

Under the coercion of Daoist Floating Sky, these originally aggressive energies hid in the corner and shivered like a cat seeing a tiger, and even their operation became stagnant.

Yang Chen took a deep breath.

After suppressing the restlessness in his heart and calming his face a little, he stepped forward and said lightly, "Master Daoist, are you really willing to let me die?"

"Um?"

Hearing this, Daoist Fukong was slightly taken aback, and said with a sneer: "What? Do you think Daoist dare not?"

"Of course you don't dare!" The corners of Yang Chen's mouth raised slightly, with a mocking arc: "No, it's not so much that you dare not, it's better to say that you don't want to let me die, or that you don't want to let me die!"

As soon as these words came out, Daoist Fukong burst out laughing, the laughter was full of sarcasm and playfulness.

The laughter echoed in everyone's ears, making it extremely ear-piercing.

next moment!

Daoist Floating Sky shook his right arm, and the whisk whizzed out again, shooting directly at Yang Chen in front of him!

The hairs on the whisk stood up one by one, like steel needles, already shining with a sharp luster in the sun!

Wherever the whisk's hair passed, the space was quickly cut through, and the crackling sound could be heard endlessly, and black cracks were suddenly cut out.

"Master be careful!"

The face of the demon god changed drastically.

"Yang Chen, be careful!"

Ling Yuyao's complexion also changed drastically.

However, when Yang Chen saw the murderous weapon coming from this side, Yang Chen remained motionless, and even his expression didn't change much.

He didn't seem to be worried about the whisk at all.

And sure enough.

Just when the whisk was about to pierce Yang Chen's body, it stopped suddenly within half an inch of Yang Chen's body. The strong wind directly chopped off several hairs on Yang Chen's forehead, and the air in front of him shook violently.

However, the next moment, Daoist Floating Sky shook his right hand lightly, and the hairs of those whisks softened quickly, and then was taken back by Daoist Floating Sky.

"call……"

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sweat for Yang Chen.

And what no one saw was that at the moment when Daoist Fukong retracted his whisk...

The fist in Yang Chen's sleeve robe also quietly loosened.

Before he knew it, his fists were also soaked in cold sweat, and a feeling of survival after a catastrophe welled up in his heart.

To be honest, even Yang Chen wasn't sure if Daoist Fukong dared to kill him just now? Or reluctant to kill him? So even Daoist Fukong didn't know, Yang Chen just now was just betting.

He was betting that Taoist Fukong would not dare to kill him!

He did this, of course, not only for Di Yan, but more for himself.

Because, Yang Chen didn't understand why Daoist Fukong wanted to help him? If Daoist Fukong killed him just now, it means that Fukong only helped him out of kindness before.

And if Daoist Fukong didn't kill him just now, then it means that he is valuable in Daoist Fukong's heart, or there is room for him to be used...

That just proved Yang Chen's point of view!

This person does have some kind of ulterior secret!

So when he saw the floating dust being taken back, apart from the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Yang Chen felt more worried. Because he knew that Daoist Floating Sky was using him to get close to him, so as to achieve some kind of ulterior secret!

This feeling made Yang Chen feel unspeakably disgusted.

So no matter whether Daoist Floating Sky kills him or not, he is considered to have lost.

"Yang Chen, you are very smart, Daoist will not kill you!" Daoist Fukong smiled lightly and said, "But don't get me wrong, Daoist didn't kill you not because of other things, but because Daoist Seeing that you have reached the imperial scene at such a young age, it is really commendable! If you kill you, it would be a waste of a good talent!"

"Forget it, you just save your life and let the Taoist master see what kind of height you can reach, right?" Daoist Fukong said this, and the look in his eyes became kind again.

However, this sentence fell into Yang Chen's ears, but it was extremely harsh.

This guy, do you still have to pretend to be a good person with him?

"Since that's the case, Daoist, can we continue what happened just now?" Yang pondered for a moment, pointed to the demon god beside him, and asked slowly.

Seeing Yang Chen's reluctance, Daoist Fukong's expression couldn't be tense anymore, he suppressed his anger, grinned and said: "Yang Chen, it's already giving you face if you don't kill you, don't you? Do you still want Daoist to ride a tiger? There is a saying, don't do everything too extreme!"

"Master, forget it."

The demon god also said hastily.

Yang Chen helped him so much today, he was already very moved, how could he dare to make more extravagant demands? All he wanted was to be safe and sound, and that was enough.

However.

Of course Yang Chen is not a timid person.

Di Yan is his own servant, and even his own servant has been beaten by others, so what prestige will he have in the future, what face will he have to gain a foothold in the world?

"Master Dao, I have said this sentence many times today. You know that I am not a person who likes to be wordy. The same thing... I don't want to say it again."

After saying this, Yang Chen directly pulled out the Dragon Erosion Sword behind him.

stuck in his neck.

With just one swipe, the sharp Dragon Erosion Sword would cut Yang Chen's throat in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Fukong suddenly panicked, cold sweat dripped down his forehead like rain.

He quickly waved his hand and exclaimed: "Wait... wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

"Yang Chen, you have something to say, what are you doing?"

However, Yang Chen still refused to let go, not only did not let go of the Dragon Erosion Sword in his hand, but he used some force gently instead. The sharp blade left a light red mark on Yang Chen's neck, and traces of blood seeped out from the wound.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Fukong's soul was almost scared away.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

Daoist Floating Kong was terrified, his facial features were distorted, he sucked in some air, and said, "Okay! Daoist admit defeat!"

"Isn't it just an apology? Daoist just apologizes, put down the sword!"