Chapter 187

A cracking sound was heard, and Yan Xicheng's spine was broken.

"Ah..."

Yan Xicheng screamed again, and then roared with resentment: "You are dead, you are dead... My father will not let you go... Ah..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Lin Chen stepped on Yan Xicheng's arm again, and with a little force, he directly broke Yan Xicheng's arm.

The piercing pain came, and Yan Xicheng almost fainted.

"Well! Give you a chance, contact your father immediately."

Lin Chen said in a cold tone.

Yan Xicheng looked at Lin Chen with resentment, and then immediately contacted his father with the Star Ring...

"Dad, come and save me!"

"Cheng'er, what's wrong with you?"

A deep voice came from the other side.

"I was beaten in the black market, come quickly... Ah..."

Bang!

Before Yan Xicheng finished speaking, Lin Chen kicked out and kicked the Star Ring in Yan Xicheng's hand into pieces.

Waited for a while.

A team of thousands of armored guards appeared here with murderous intent.

Seeing such a formation, the people around hurriedly retreated to both sides, fearing that they would be affected.

The leader of this team was a middle-aged man wearing black starry sky armor, with the cultivation level of the seventh level of Zhoutian Realm.

This man was the head of the Yan family, Yan Xicheng's father, Yan Yulong!

"Dad, save me!"

When Yan Xicheng saw Yan Yulong, he immediately showed a look of surprise, and at the same time, there was a trace of viciousness in the depths of his eyes.

As long as his father captured this person, he would cut him into pieces and make him pay a painful price for what he did today.

"Let go of my son!"

When Yan Yulong saw Yan Xicheng under Lin Chen's feet, the anger in his heart completely broke out.

The aura of the Zhoutian Realm broke out instantly and crushed towards Lin Chen.

"I advise you not to mess around, otherwise his life will probably be gone if I kick him down." Lin Chen said indifferently.

"You..."

Yan Xicheng's eyes condensed, and his breath stagnated.

After a moment, he said faintly: "This is the black market, the territory of my Yan family. I don't believe you dare to continue to touch him. I advise you to let him go honestly, otherwise you will definitely regret it later!"

Crack!

After hearing this, Lin Chen stepped on Yan Xicheng's other arm and broke his arm again, using practical actions to tell Yan Xicheng whether he dared or not.

"Ah..."

Yan Xicheng let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his body kept struggling, like a twisted worm.

"I don't dare?"

Lin Chen said lightly, and then stepped on Yan Xicheng's head.

Yan Yulong's face sank, and he immediately said: "Wait!"

Lin Chen was unmoved, and the strength of his feet increased slightly.

"You win! Tell me, what do you want? As long as you are willing to let my son go, everything can be discussed."

Yan Yulong took a deep breath.

Lin Chen then released the power from his feet. He looked at Yan Yulong calmly and said, "Your useless son is dishonest. He dared to steal my things and disturb my business. He really doesn't know how to live or die. Now I will teach him a lesson for you. You should naturally pay me. Don't give too much. One hundred spiritual herbs will do!"

"One... one hundred spiritual herbs?"

Yan Yulong was shocked, and then said angrily, "One hundred spiritual herbs, why don't you go and rob them?"

"It seems that you don't want to pay the tuition? Well, then I will turn your son from a brainless waste into a headless corpse." Lin Chen's tone was cold.

"Wait!"

Yan Yulong said hurriedly, "I can't take out one hundred spiritual herbs for the time being, but I can give you fifty first."

Lin Chen looked at Yan Yulong calmly.

Yan Yulong explained: "Although my Yan family is the maintainer of order in this black market, it is not the real controller. All the money and property obtained by the Yan family on weekdays have been handed over. Fifty spiritual medicines are already my limit."

"Then fifty!"

Lin Chen said indifferently.

He did not doubt Yan Yulong's words too much. This person was just a small Zhoutian realm. How could he control the entire black market?

He was obviously working for someone else. It was not bad to be able to take out fifty spiritual medicines.

"Let my son go first."

Yan Yulong said in a serious tone.

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me. Either hand over the spiritual medicine or collect his body." Lin Chen said in a cold tone.

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"Okay! I'll give you the spiritual medicine first. I hope you keep your promise!"

Yan Yulong waved his hand, and spiritual medicines flew to Lin Chen from the star ring.

Lin Chen stretched out his hand and immediately collected these spiritual medicines.

"Okay! Now that I've given you fifty spiritual herbs, should I let my son go?" Yan Yulong said in a deep voice.

Lin Chen looked at Yan Yulong and said calmly: "It's not easy for him to save his life. I hope you can see the situation clearly!"

As he said that, he kicked Yan Xicheng towards Yan Yulong.

Yan Yulong immediately caught Yan Xicheng, but his face was extremely gloomy, because he found that all the bones in Yan Xicheng's body were broken. In this life, if there were no adventures, he would basically be a waste.

"Dad! Kill him! Kill him quickly! I'm useless now, you must avenge me!"

Yan Xicheng roared, his eyes filled with strong resentment and pain.

Yan Yulong subconsciously clenched his fists upon hearing this. He put Yan Xicheng on the ground and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Dad will definitely avenge you!"

Yan Yulong slowly stood up, then stared at Lin Chen with a cold look and said: "Kill him!"

As soon as the voice fell, thousands of armored guards rushed towards Lin Chen.

Seeing everyone rushing towards him, a cold light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes. He waved his hand casually, and a crescent moon condensed by spiritual energy floated in front of him.

Whoosh!

Then, the crescent moon burst out, as if a real moon flew out, extremely sharp, and the slanting moon was soul-stirring.

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and blood was surging.

Thousands of people were chopped into blood mist by the crescent moon before they got close, and they died as dead as they could.

"Damn it!"

Yan Yulong saw that thousands of his men were killed, and his face was very ugly. Just as he was about to take action.

But he was shocked to find that he couldn't move.

"What's going on?"

Yan Yulong looked shocked.

"I've already given you a chance!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

The deathly murderous intent came, and Yan Yulong's body trembled. He immediately said to Xinghuan in horror: "Sir, save..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, he was blasted into a blood mist by Lin Chen's punch.

After killing Yan Yulong, Lin Chen looked coldly at Yan Xicheng on the ground and said: "Go with your father!"

"Don't... don't kill me... ah..."

Yan Xicheng screamed, and then turned into a blood mist.

After doing all this.

Lin Chen returned to his stall.

And the crowd who were originally watching left in a hurry.

No one thought that this mysterious man's means were so cruel. He killed thousands of Yan family guards with a wave of his hand, and even the father and son of the Yan family were killed by him.

And Yan Yulong was a fifth-level Zhoutian realm strongman, but he was blasted into a blood mist by this man's punch. This man's strength is really terrible.

The father and son of the Yan family are dead. The black market is going to be in turmoil, because the real controller of the black market will definitely not give up.

Some vendors who were originally closer to Lin Chen packed up their stalls and moved away from here.

Lin Chen saw everything, but didn't take it too seriously. He still sat behind the stall to see if he could trade some more things.

However, he waited for a while.

There were fewer and fewer people on the street. Some people looked around and found that there were fewer people. Their faces changed drastically and they immediately ran away.

Soon, there was only Lin Chen on the street, accompanied by a ball of blood.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew.