Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1342 Killing and punishing the heart!

The originally sharp and domineering long spear has already become devastated and dilapidated at this moment. It even seemed that as long as the Shura Patriarch exerted a little force, the Blood Prison Shura Spear would "bang" and collapse directly.

People can't help but squeeze a cold sweat for it.

As for the eyes of Patriarch Shura, after slowly looking around at the surrounding ruins, regret and anger were also revealed in his pupils. It can be seen that the right hand of Patriarch Shura holding the Blood Prison Shura Spear was trembling slightly.

Veins popped up on his forehead, and the eyes of Patriarch Shura were also blood red.

"Yang Chen!"

The Patriarch Shura gritted his teeth tightly, let out a few words, and scolded viciously: "Look at what you have done! I, the Shura Clan, was destroyed by you for more than half, and my clan was killed and injured because of you." Serious! Yang Chen, you are really cruel!"

When saying these words, Patriarch Shura's body trembled slightly.

Looking at the countless corpses around, as well as the clansmen who died tragically under the ruins, and the bloody smell floating around... In the eyes of Patriarch Shura, two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down.

The meaning of self-blame filled his chest.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Yang Chen can be regarded as cruel, after all, he killed not only the patriarch and young patriarch of the Shura clan, but now he killed almost half of the people of the Shura clan!

What he did today is enough to be called a devil's act!

However.

Hearing Patriarch Shura's words, Yang Chen's expression didn't change much, not even a trace of remorse.

Yang Chen knew that from the moment he killed Gu Sen, he and Liang Zi of the Shura tribe had formed a bond. If the Shura clan is not destroyed, then in the future, it will definitely be his Yang Chen family!

"So cruel?"

Hearing Patriarch Shura's words, Yang Chen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a sneer, "Patriarch Shura, are you making a mistake? The old saying is good, a slap can't make a sound, how can it be possible with me alone? You did such an earth-shattering thing? At least half of the lives of the people who died here are due to your credit?"

"you!"

Ancestor Shura's expression changed drastically.

"What are you? Did I say something wrong?" Yang Chen snorted coldly, without changing his face, he stepped forward and said proudly, "Old Ancestor Shura, open your eyes carefully to see clearly, the surrounding ruins The corpses around! Is there any one that has not stained your hands? Yes, their deaths are indeed related to me, but what about you? Do you dare to say that their deaths have nothing to do with you?"

"I……"

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Shura's mind was shaken, and there was a little tremor in his voice. His body trembled, he gritted his teeth, and said, "This old man... didn't do it on purpose! This old man just wanted to save them!"

"Not intentional?"

Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed, and suddenly there was a lot of sarcasm in his tone, he couldn't help laughing: "Ancestor Shura, are you comforting yourself by saying this? What is not intentional? You did it! Do you still want to deny it?"

"Whether you want to admit it or not, your people died because of you. No one can deny this!"

"I..." Hearing Yang Chen's words, Ancestor Shura trembled even more, tears kept flowing from his eyes, and annoyance filled Ancestor Shura's heart.

"Don't say it! Don't say it anymore!" Patriarch Shura took a few steps back, and suddenly there was a little begging for mercy in his tone.

However.

Yang Chen didn't give him any chance to breathe.

He knew that if he wanted to defeat Patriarch Shura, he had to break down his inner defense step by step!

"Ancestor Shura, what are you hiding from? You don't want to admit it in your heart, because you think you are the patron saint of the Shura clan! But you don't know that you are the one who really destroyed the Shura clan!" Yang Chen grinned. , said in a gloomy tone:

"Look up and look. The corpses around you are all the clansmen you once threatened to protect? But now? They all lost their lives because of you! Don't you think all this is ironic?"

"If I were you, I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to live in this world! Those clansmen who survived probably would hate you very much, right?"

Speaking of this, Yang Chen suddenly sighed.

There was deep pity in his eyes.

"Ancestor Shura, it's really a failure to live for your sake! The Shura clan has an ancestor like you, it's really their misfortune!"

"Don't say it...don't say it..." Patriarch Shura was trembling with anger, especially when he saw Yang Chen's mocking expression, the energy in his body turned uncontrollably. The body is constantly rampaging.

It was as if there was a flame that was about to burn and explode in Patriarch Shura's body!

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Chen had already walked in front of him at some point. And Yang Chen was holding a bloody corpse in his hand, and the corpse's face was facing Patriarch Shura!

The bloody face made Patriarch Shura's body tremble, and he felt a chill rushing from the soles of Patriarch Shura's feet to the sky spirit cover. His entire back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

And the facial features of the corpse were full of endless anger and resentment! And a touch of deep unwillingness!

"Why…!"

The corpse suddenly opened its mouth, spit out a word without any warning, unexpectedly "lived" suddenly?

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Patriarch Shura was startled, his body softened, and he almost fell to his knees.

The corpse raised its hand, and suddenly grabbed Patriarch Shura's shoulder firmly. His strength was so great that the sharp nails actually directly sank into Patriarch Shura's skin. The nails scratched Patriarch Shura's shoulders until his skin was ripped apart, dripping with blood, looking embarrassed and terrifying.

The corpse kept asking why, and his tone was full of resentment and complaint: "Ancestor... why? Aren't you the protector of my Shura clan? Why... why don't you protect us? Ancestor!"

Hearing this, Patriarch Shura yelled out in horror, and quickly stepped back a few steps. However, as soon as he stepped back, he felt a pain in his ankle, as if something had pierced his skin.

Patriarch Shura looked down, only to see that his foot was grabbed by a bloody palm at some point. The nails on the palm pierced deeply into his ankle.

In the ruins, countless Shura clansmen who should have died suddenly came back to life. They were either howling in the ruins, crying while clutching their broken limbs, or cursing Patriarch Shura incessantly.

"Old Ancestor, I'm in so much pain! Old Ancestor!"

"Old ancestor, I don't want to die!"

"Old Ancestor, why! Why don't you protect us? Ancestor, I am not reconciled!"

"Old Ancestor, it's so cold down there, please, don't let me go down...Old Ancestor, I still have a wife and children, I don't want it to end like this, why not... Why don't you go down with us!"

"Old Ancestor, come with us!"