Chapter 482: Amazing Generosity (Part 2)

Yang Che just glanced at the direction of the person coming.

Then he burst out the Nine Heart Thunder Flame and burned the two Nascent Soul cultivators to ashes, and at the same time sucked the two Nascent Souls into the ancient treasure red flag.

While sucking up the two storage bags on the ground, Yang Che walked towards Gu Fanjin.

Gu Fanjin swallowed a few pills and barely sat up.

At this time, a tall spiritual-level ancient blood corpse seemed to appear out of thin air and blocked Gu Fanjin.

Gu Fanjin felt a little regretful.

He regretted that he was careless before and did not summon his spiritual-level ancient blood corpse "Hu" in advance.

At this time, Gu Fanjin showed resentment in his eyes, pointing at Yang Che and said hatefully:

"Hu, break his hands and feet for me, then dig out his heart, and finally crush his head."

"Yes, master."

The tall spiritual-level ancient blood corpse responded, and then looked at Yang Che coldly, suddenly emitting a powerful aura that was no less than that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yang Che narrowed his eyes, snorted in his heart, stretched out his hand, and the black Nine Spirit Sword shot out from behind him, directly slashing the spirit-level ancient blood corpse.

The terrifying speed made the tall ancient blood corpse and Gu Fanjin's pupils shrink at the same time.

Then there was a "click".

The head of the tall spirit-level ancient blood corpse had already flown into the air, and blood was splattered.

"Hu!"

Gu Fanjin roared, his heart was bleeding.

In an instant, he realized that the mysterious monk in front of him was far more powerful than he had imagined.

The Nine Spirit Sword hardly stopped, and the tip of the sword turned and slashed Gu Fanjin directly.

"Daoyou, stop it. You and I don't know each other. Why do you want to kill me like this?"

Gu Fanjin was finally scared, his eyes full of unwillingness and frustration.

The Nine Spirit Sword suddenly trembled and stopped an inch from Gu Fanjin's neck.

"Gufanjin, since you know clearly that you want to die, I, Zhang, will fulfill your wish."

Yang Che said coldly, and his bones suddenly crackled, and soon he turned into the appearance of 'Zhang Gu'.

Gufanjin was stunned, and first there was doubt in his eyes, and then after his memory rolled over, he suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely absurd.

His lips began to tremble, and then he whispered with difficulty:

"It's you? This... This... It's impossible!"

Gufanjin's mind was buzzing and chaotic.

He couldn't connect the man in front of him with the Jindan cultivator who was chased and killed by him a hundred years ago.

In more than 700 years of cultivating immortals, he, Gufanjin, had never encountered such a ridiculous thing!

In an instant, Gufanjin suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then laughed crazily:

"Oh my God..."

Just then, a sword light flashed past.

With a sound of 'Puff'.

Gufanjin's head jumped into the air.

A large red banner quickly sucked his mid-stage Nascent Soul into it.

Having been oppressed by Yang Che's strange 'force of law weight', Gu Fanjin and the two early Nascent Soul cultivators could not escape from the Nascent Soul.

Yang Che collected Gu Fanjin's storage bag and the ancient blood corpse of the spirit level, and then walked towards the thin old man in the late Nascent Soul stage with the 'skull wooden staff' floating in front of him.

The old man had been trapped by the 'Taixuan Hidden Light Formation' composed of flying fire needles, and around him were crow corpses, still emitting a strong bloody smell.

"Daoyou, from the looks of you, you should be looking for Gu Fanjin to settle your grievances, right? If you let me go, I can guarantee that Yangdu City will never trouble you, and you can leave."

The thin old man witnessed Yang Che's methods with his own eyes, and was also horrified.

Yang Che made a light move, and the Nine Spirit Sword slashed at the old man with a swoosh.

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy, please show mercy."

At this time, more than a dozen Yuanying cultivators who came from the city finally came close to the city wall.

Yang Che controlled the Nine Spirit Sword and stopped it at the thin old man's eyebrows, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

From the speed at which they came, Yang Che could see that these Yuanying cultivators were cunning and had ulterior motives.

Before Yang Che cut off the head of the spiritual-level ancient blood corpse that was comparable to the late Yuanying, he clearly sensed that these people were very fast.

However, after he cut off the head of the spiritual-level ancient blood corpse, the speed of these people coming suddenly slowed down.

Yang Che maintained a posture that he could kill the thin old man at any time, and waited for these people to come without saying a word.

The one who shouted was a hunchbacked old man in the middle Yuanying, with a shrill voice.

Yang Che recognized this person.

This hunchbacked old man was named Chao Ying, and he was from the "City Lord's Mansion" in Yangdu City.

When he was about to use the teleportation array to go to Xuanwu City, the cultivator guarding the teleportation array was frightened by the contribution value in his "Yang Fu", so he quickly notified a short middle-aged man in green robe to come.

This short man in green robe was in the late stage of Jindan cultivation, and he insisted on stopping him and not letting him use the teleportation array.

Finally, the eldest brother and Chao Ying appeared at the same time and had a "war of words".

"Hey, fellow Daoist, you look familiar."

The hunchbacked old man Chao Ying came closer, and after seeing Yang Che clearly, he suddenly said in a shrill voice.

Yang Che had no expression on his face, and when he moved his fingers, the Nine Spirit Sword immediately made a "buzzing" sound.

The thin old man in the late Yuanying stage immediately suppressed a trace of fear, looked at Chao Ying with dissatisfaction and said quickly:

"Fellow Daoist Chao, what's going on? Why didn't Fellow Daoist Ou come?"

"Fellow Daoist Qu, please don't worry, City Lord Ou will be here soon."

Chao Ying said, and glanced at Yang Che. Seeing that Yang Che had no expression on his face, he couldn't figure out what Yang Che meant.

He always felt that Yang Che looked familiar, so he tried to recall his memory. After a while, his expression suddenly changed.

"Daoyou, may I ask if you are Zhang Gu, the junior brother of the former leader of the Yu Dao Sect of Yangdu City?"

Yang Che smiled strangely at this time and snorted:

"Oh, Daoyou Chao has a good memory. You still remember me?"

When Chao Ying heard this, just like Gu Fanjin before, his mind suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, but he still bowed his hands in disbelief:

"Daoyou Zhang is really talented, rare in the world, and it is incredible for us."

Yang Che's expression sank, and he said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. Give me a thousand high-grade spirit stones, and I will let you go immediately."

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators present were shocked.

Top-grade spirit stones are so rare that even if all the top-grade spirit stones in the entire Yangdu City were put together, it would be impossible to collect a thousand.

At this time, the thin old man named Qu, who was in the late Yuanying stage, suddenly looked at Yang Che and said:

"So you are here for money, why didn't you say so earlier? One thousand top-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 10 million low-grade spirit stones. I can still get it if I find a few friends to collect it."

Yang Che smiled coldly and said indifferently: "As long as you can't get the top-grade spirit stones, you will die if you can't."

The old man named Qu was choked.

"Humph, what a big tone! If you don't have spirit stones, quickly release fellow Qu Xin and get out of Yangdu City."

Accompanied by a loud and cold snort, a slender old man in a white robe appeared here in an instant.

The old man had a long beard and wrinkles on his face. After he appeared, he looked at Yang Che with a sinister look.

Yang Che recognized the old man at a glance. He was the lord of Yangdu City, Ou He!

A hundred years ago, this person was still a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, but now he has advanced to the great perfection of the Nascent Soul.

"A thousand high-grade spirit stones, really not?"

Yang Che deliberately repeated the question.

Ou He's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light: "No. You can go away."

If a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was not extremely important to Yangdu City, Ou He would not waste any words and would just take action directly.

'Swish'!

The sword light suddenly flashed.

The Nine Spirit Sword instantly pierced through the eyebrows of the thin old man Qu Xin.

At the same time, the old man's late-stage Nascent Soul was also sucked into the ancient treasure red flag by Yang Che.

"How dare you!"

Ou He was furious and was about to take action, but at this moment, four extremely thick white light pillars suddenly lit up around the entire Yangdu City.

The light pillars shot up into the sky, as bright as daylight.

These light pillars quickly bent and connected, and in an instant formed an extremely huge light wall that enveloped the entire Yangdu City.

Yang Che saw this and smiled strangely.

He finally didn't have to delay any longer.