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C116 The Battle of Cang River



C116 The Battle of Cang River

The Elemental Finger!    

    

Borrowing the Elemental Swallowing Spell to devour everything, he devoured the life force within his body.    

    

Chen Yi looked indifferently at Yu Mengzi's gradually aging and ugly appearance. He was indifferent.    

    

When Yun Mobing saw Yu Mengzi's appearance, her hair immediately stood on end.    

    

"Chen Yi, what did you do to her?" Yun Mobing could not help but ask.    

    

"A little punishment!" Chen Yi replied indifferently.    

    

In the distance, Yu Mengzi finally reacted. She looked down at her hands and her body trembled.    

    

In the blink of an eye, she touched her face and hair and let out an almost crazy scream.    

    

Snatching away the beauty that she was so proud of was enough to make any woman in the world go crazy.    

    

Furthermore, Yu Mengzi was the daughter of a noble family, a proud and conceited woman.    

    

Yun Mobing looked at Yu Mengzi but at this moment, she felt a kind of sympathy.    

    

At this moment, she finally understood Chen Yi's words.    

    

The so-called proud daughter of a noble family was not worth mentioning in her eyes.    

    

In terms of status, Yu Mengzi was definitely not any weaker than her. However, at this moment, in front of Chen Yi, she was practically living a life worse than death.    

    

How could the Yun family defend against the technique of forming a dragon and turning into a mist dragon?    

    

This was Chen Yi's strength, the Ancestor Chen of the world?    

    

"Chen Yi, what have you done?" Yu Mengzi did not run away. Instead, she looked at Chen Yi with a crazy expression, "I am Holy Maiden of the Yin God Cult. The Yin God Cult will never let you go."    

    

"Yin God Cult, do you think I care?"    

    

Chen Yi looked calm. "Yu Mengzi," he said, "you colluded with Yin God Cult. You deserve this."    

    

"You don't have to think about unraveling my Essence Seizing Finger. Let alone your Yu family, I am the only one who can solve this technique."    

    

"Furthermore, the power of this finger is still hidden in your body. If I want to, I only need a single thought. Your body will explode like a bomb, enough for you to die without leaving a complete corpse."    

    

Chen Yi's words completely stunned Yu Mengzi.    

    

She was almost paralyzed on the ground. Tears of pain flowed down her aged face.    

    

In her eyes, Chen Yi was no different from a devil. He was a true devil.    

    

"Chen Yi, unlock this spell. I, I will give you whatever you want!"    

    

Yu Mengzi suddenly ran to Chen Yi and knelt on the ground. She kept kowtowing.    

    

"Chen Yi, I beg of you!"    

    

"It was I who failed to recognize Mount Tai. It was I who colluded with the Yin God Cult. I deserve it."    

    

"As long as you undo this spell..."    

    

Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Yi ignored him. "Yun Mobing, let's go!"    

    

He did not ask Yu Mengzi about the Yin God Cult. He would come to find Yu Mengzi after she had completely lost all hope.    

    

Yun Mobing looked at Yu Mengzi's pitiful appearance and could not help but feel a chill in her heart.    

    

She looked at Chen Yi, "To treat her like this is actually the greatest torture. It would be better to kill her."    

    

Chen Yi said plainly. I didn't kill her because I wanted to see what the Yin God Cult is up to. "    

    

"Yun Mobing, in this world, you have lived for a long time. To me, life and death are like spring and autumn returning to the roots."    

    

"Whether I kill her or not is all within a single thought of mine."    

    

Yun Mobing could not help but be silent. After all, she was only in her twenties and she also had respect for life.    

    

However, she also thought so. To Chen Yi, he had probably seen too many life and death situations.    

    

Yu Mengzi colluded with overseas forces and even caused trouble. If Ye Loongyue, a late Gang Stage Grandmaster, died, even if Chen Yi killed her, it would not be a pity.    

    

"Maybe she's very similar to me. She's also a proud daughter of a noble family, but she's still as young as me." Yun Mobing let out a long sigh. She looked at Chen Yi, "If one day I anger you, will you treat me like this?"    

    

These words made Chen Yi turn his head back.    

    

He looked at Yun Mobing. He said indifferently, "I am not that heartless. Yu Mengzi has violated the taboo. I have protected China for a thousand years but she colluded with outsiders to harm China."    

    

Yun Mobing suddenly laughed when she heard that.    

    

Her smile was as beautiful as before. After learning the breathing technique, her spirit seemed to have improved a lot. Her beautiful eyes were bright like the stars in the night sky.    

    

Chen Yi did not understand why Yun Mobing was smiling, but he did not care. He walked down the mountain.    

    

...    

    

Cang River, the place where Zhu Ling arranged to fight.    

    

A small ship was parked quietly in Cang River. On the ship's rotation, a figure was standing with his hands behind his back.    

    

Zhu Ling's eyes were tightly shut, but his body was like a huge mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.    

    

On both sides of the Cang River, there were countless luxury cars. Many aristocratic families of Jiangnan were watching from the river bank.    

    

This was a battle between Grandmasters!    

    

The Martial Grandmaster of the Southern Mountain, Zhu Ling, was fighting the mysterious martial grandmaster of the Zhenjiang.    

    

During this period of time, there had been too many rumors in Jiangnan. It was rumored that the martial grandmaster of Zhenjiang, just a youth, already had the strength to rival a martial grandmaster.    

    

There were also rumors that it was a senior of a Grandmaster who had maintained his youthful appearance and killed Ye Loongyue during the Martial Exchange.    

    

There were also rumors that the so-called Martial Grandmaster of Zhenjiang was a Martial Grandmaster. In fact, he was just a third generation junior of the Chen family. His name was Chen Yi.    

    

On the shore of the Jiangnan River, Yun Cangshan sat quietly. He was still sipping his tea and looking at Zhu Ling on the ship.    

    

The Five Peaks was a famous mountain in Huaxia. Since ancient times, there had been countless martial arts sects in the Five Peaks.    

    

Zhu Ling was also the strongest person in the past hundred years. He had been a Grandmaster for more than twenty years.    

    

Ever since Zhu Ling had become a Martial Grandmaster, he had rarely fought. No one knew how powerful Zhu Ling had become.    

    

However, in Yun Cangshan's eyes, he sensed a trace of danger from Zhu Ling.    

    

He stood with his hands behind his back. The air current around him was surrounding him.    

    

That was the circulation of the Genuine Qi in his body. It had even affected the heaven and earth. This was a terrifying realm.    

    

Not far away, Chen Zongxiao appeared as well. He looked at Martial Grandmaster Zhu Ling.    

    

"Father, it is rumored that the Martial Grandmaster of Zhenjiang is Chen Yi. You also believe this!" Chen Weijiang smiled bitterly. "Chen Yi is only eighteen years old. Even if Weiguo has great ability, he is only a Inner Strength Stage. How can he let Chen Yi become a master?"    

    

"Those rumors are nonsense!"    

    

Chen Zongxiao frowned slightly. How could he not know what Chen Weijiang said?    

    

However, Weiguo's legs were suddenly cured and Chen Yi became Yun Mobing's boyfriend. These things were too strange.    

    

Perhaps the young master of Zhenjiang might not be Chen Yi, but it might not have anything to do with Chen Weiguo's family.    

    

Otherwise, would Weiguo's family suddenly rise?    

    

Chen Zongxiao could not help but doubt in his heart. But no matter what, he still wanted to see this arranged battle.    

    

After this duel, it was obvious who the young Grandmaster of Zhenjiang was.    

    

At the same time, on the shore of Jiangbei, there was a monk sitting cross-legged. This monk was dressed in sackcloth and his body was thin.    

    

Behind him, there was a young monk who asked in a low voice, "Master, how is Zhu Ling's strength?"    

    

"The inheritance of Zhu Rong Feng, Nan Yue. He managed to cultivate the Genuine Qi before he was even a hundred years old. He can barely be considered to have some talent." The monk slowly smiled, "You're about to enter the Qi Jing realm. This battle might be enough for you to gain something."    

    

"Perhaps... it will also cause you to be surprised!" The old monk revealed a mysterious smile.    

    

Under the attention of the many aristocratic families in the Jiangnan area, and even some martial arts experts who had come because of their fame.    

    

The time for the duel had arrived, and Zhu Ling suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

"Grandmaster of Zhenjiang, are you still not coming out?"    

    

His eyes were slightly red. In the darkness of the night, it was as if his eyes were burning with fire.    

    

Zhu Ling's voice was filled with anger. It spread to the two sides of the Jiangnan area, and everyone could hear it.    

    

At this moment, a wooden boat slowly approached from the upper reaches of the Cang River.    

    


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