Chapter 1789 It’s Too Late

Seeing Chen Yang attack, Xiao Chunyu was shocked.

He had seen Chen Yang's strength yesterday, and he asked himself that he was definitely not Chen Yang's opponent.

If they really fought, they would die.

He hurriedly shouted to Chen Yang: "Wait, I am willing to cut off my right arm, please let me live."

"Too late."

Chen Yang shouted coldly, swinging his sword.

"No."

Xiao Chunyu exclaimed, moved his body, and hurriedly dodged.

The Lord of Shuiyun City next to him, a fifth-level extraordinary cultivator, hurriedly said to Chen Yang: "Brother, this is Tianshui Country, you killed people in the city, which is too much. If there is anything, can't we sit down and talk about it?"

"Get out!"

Chen Yang glanced at the Lord of Shuiyun City and shouted sternly.

Nie Yichen was persecuted in Shuiyun City, and Chen Yang had no good feelings towards Shuiyun City and the Lord of Shuiyun City.

At this moment, facing the Lord of Shuiyun City, he naturally did not have a good face.

Seeing him so fierce, the Lord of Shuiyun City looked grim, but he was powerless.

Because Shuiyun City is a transportation hub, the Lord's realm is already relatively high in Tianshui Country.

However, even Xiao Chunyu was frightened by Chen Yang and was willing to cut off his right arm to seek a chance to survive.

Not to mention that he was at the fifth level of the extraordinary realm, which was not good enough at all.

"No, let's talk it over..."

Seeing Chen Yang attacking with murderous intent, Xiao Chunyu showed fear on his face, flew into the air, and was about to escape.

At this time, the people in the city who were worried about not being able to see the situation saw him flying up.

"Hey, isn't that Xiao Chunyu?"

"Xiao Chunyu, the genius of the Futu branch?"

"I heard that he is in the Futu branch, ranked in the top five, and tamed two extraordinary ninth-level monsters, and his strength is very strong."

"It seems that he is here to help his junior brother Yu Wenhuafeng. I'm afraid that the young man just now is in trouble."

As everyone was talking about this, they saw Chen Yang flying up and chasing Xiao Chunyu.

Everyone realized that things seemed a little different from what everyone thought.

Xiao Chunyu was actually being chased by Chen Yang.

"Ah! Who is that young man? Even Xiao Chunyu is so afraid of him."

"He is only at the sixth level of transcendence... This is incredible!"

The crowd was shocked again, feeling that Chen Yang was simply challenging everyone's limits again and again.

Just when everyone was shocked, Chen Yang had already caught up with Xiao Chunyu, swung a sword, and said: "You crossed the Futu River and intervened in the affairs of Wujiabao. You deserve to die. I will kill you today, and you are not wronged."

"No..."

Xiao Chunyu was shocked and quickly waved his sword to resist.

However, he had no confidence after losing two monsters, and his combat power was not as good as Chen Yang. At this moment, this move was used, and the power was completely different from Chen Yang's sword energy.

His attack was crushed, and the two-color sword energy bombarded him.

Bang.

Blood fell like rain, and Xiao Chunyu really turned into rain.

He came back yesterday and was thinking about how to take revenge.

Unexpectedly, he met Chen Yang again today.

Moreover, he never thought that he would die at the hands of a sixth-level supernatural being before he died.

"Xiao Chunyu... is dead..."

Everyone was stunned.

The whole Shuiyun City was terrified when they saw this scene.

Xiao Chunyu, that is the genius of the Futu branch, famous in various countries, and a respected figure wherever he went.

Now, he didn't even have the power to resist and was directly killed by a sword.

The scene in front of him was simply unbelievable.

Everyone wanted to see what would happen next, but they only saw Chen Yang, whooshing down, his figure was covered by heavy buildings.

In Shuiyun City, people with a cultivation level above the Jindan realm couldn't help their curiosity, so they took off into the air and looked towards the yard where Chen Yang was.

The yard was torn apart as if there was an earthquake.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying in the yard, and the ground was dyed red with blood.

In addition to Chen Yang who was holding Nie Yichen, there were two other people, the Lord of Shuiyun City and Yu Wenhuafeng.

"The Lord of Shuiyun City and Yu Wenhuafeng are together, how will this situation end?"

"That young man is very fierce, I'm afraid Yu Wenhuafeng will die."

"What is going on, why does this young man want to kill them?"

"It seems that these dead people bullied the woman in his arms, and that woman seems to be his wife."

"Such a man is a real man."

The crowd was talking, and the men present couldn't help but admire Chen Yang.

Some women couldn't help but envy Nie Yichen, imagining that if their men were willing to fight for themselves like Chen Yang, how great it would be.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, Yu Wenhuafeng suddenly knelt on the ground in the yard.

At the moment when Chen Yang killed Xiao Chunyu, his inner defense line was completely broken.

Xiao Chunyu was a well-known figure among the disciples of the Futu branch.

His killing was a great blow to Yu Wenhuafeng's heart.

Even though Yu Wenfeng had an extraordinary background, his background could not help him fight at this moment.

He looked at Chen Yang with fear, and said tremblingly: "Brother, I... I was wrong, please don't kill me."

"You violated my taboo, you will definitely die."

Chen Yang said calmly, without any fluctuation in his eyes, and his killing intent was still firm.

He walked towards Yu Wenfeng, the black sword in his hand was shining with a cold light, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

The Lord of Shuiyun City looked at Yu Wenhuafeng, with a sad face, and was depressed.

He knew Yu Wenhuafeng's background. If Yu Wenhuafeng died here, then he, the Lord of Shuiyun City, would have to bear the responsibility.

He hesitated, stood up, and said to Chen Yang: "This brother, you..."

"Get out, otherwise, you will die too."

Chen Yang glanced at the Lord of Shuiyun City, ignored him, and continued to walk towards Yu Wenhuafeng.

The Lord of Shuiyun City was at least the fifth level of the extraordinary, but he was stared at by Chen Yang, and he shivered with fear.

He fell into silence, took a step back, and dared not say anything.

Even if Yu Wenhuafeng's family pursued it later, it would be better than dying at Chen Yang's hands at this moment.

"No, please, no..."

Yu Wenhuafeng was still begging for mercy. He was completely out of confidence and collapsed.

A powerful man of the seventh level of the extraordinary was actually frightened to incontinence.

A pool of water appeared under his body, and a faint smell of stench drifted away with the breeze.

"Don't bully women in your next life."

Chen Yang walked in front of Yu Wenhuafeng and swung the black sword in his hand.

He didn't even use his true energy for this sword, because he knew that Yu Wenhuafeng had completely lost the will to fight and didn't dare to resist.

The sword swept across Yu Wenhuafeng's neck, and a head, along with a column of blood, soared into the sky.

Bang bang bang...

The head rolled to the ground and landed at the feet of the Lord of Shuiyun City, frightening him so much that his face turned pale.