Transmigrate: Go Against The Sky And Change Your Life Just To Live Forever

Chapter 143 Falling In The Early Morning

Although there are many enemies, Yang Lingchen has no fear at all. He uses the sword technique of killing gods and the phantom body technique, constantly shuttling back and forth among the crowd.

Every movement he made was exquisite, and the fairy sword in his hand turned into afterimages all over the sky, beheading many enemies on the spot.

At this time, Yang Lingchen was like a god of death from hell, with a biting cold glow all over his body, and his eyes were as cold as frost, making people daunting.

Every time he makes a move, he almost takes away several lives, and countless saints are completely terrified by his desperate way of fighting.

At this moment, stumps flew around the scene, and blood stained the entire land.

Although Yang Lingchen killed many strong men, he also suffered a lot of injuries. After all, there were too many enemies on the scene, and it was not easy for him to last for so long with his own strength.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen fixed his eyes on Situ Canglan. He knew that this person had a certain prestige among these people. As long as he killed this person, it would have a very good deterrent effect.

I saw Yang Lingchen's legs trembled, and he flew into the air in an instant, and slashed towards Situ Canglan fiercely with his sword.

When Situ Canglan saw Yang Lingchen slashing at him with a sword, he quickly reached out and grabbed a low-level saint beside him, and then threw it towards Yang Lingchen.

"Pfft."

This low-level saint was directly split in half by Yang Lingchen.

"Old bastard, go to hell!" Yang Lingchen snarled, and flew towards Situ Canglan again.

"Clang clang clang."

Situ Canglan saw Yang Lingchen rushing towards him, and quickly swung his sword to block it.

However, Yang Lingchen, who had already gone mad, directly used an inanimate sword energy, which directly penetrated Situ Canglan's left chest.

"puff."

Situ Canglan spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with cold eyes: "Little bastard, why did you arrest me and beat me alone?"

"Why do I want to kill you because I don't like you?" Yang Lingchen snorted coldly, and once again killed Situ Canglan.

At this time, Chen Junlong and Su Beiming also rushed up quickly, swinging their swords and slashing towards Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen turned around and slashed at Su Beiming with a sword, flying him backwards.

"laugh."

At this time, Chen Junlong's sword energy directly pierced Yang Lingchen's left shoulder.

The injured Yang Lingchen's eyes flickered with madness. Regardless of the injury on his body, he instantly swung a sword aura, directly across Chen Junlong's neck.

"laugh."

"No, how could I die here...?"

There was a trace of unwillingness in Chen Junlong's eyes, and he opened his eyes wide, staring at Yang Lingchen firmly.

Yang Lingchen didn't even look at him, and swung his sword directly to kill Situ Canglan.

"Everyone go up together, kill him, and the Tianwu Divine Orb will be ours." Situ Canglan shouted loudly.

The other saints also turned red-eyed at this time, and killed Yang Lingchen one by one.

With the blessing of the God Killing Sword Technique, Yang Lingchen became more and more powerful, harvesting heads continuously, and soon dozens of people died under his sword.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's face became even paler. He already felt exhausted, but he couldn't fall down yet, because once he fell down, Xiaoyu would die here with him.

As people continued to die, everyone finally lost confidence in Yang Lingchen's killing style.

Soon some people chose to run away, and if there was one, there would be two. After a while, the number of saints on the scene was reduced by one-third.

At this time, Situ Canglan's face also revealed a look of unwillingness, and then his figure flashed, and he quickly fled towards the distance.

As soon as Situ Canglan ran away, the other saints at the scene woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and ran around frantically one by one.

In just a few breaths, there was no one left except Yang Lingchen and Yao Lingyu.

Yang Lingchen was panting heavily. After some fighting, the injuries in his body became more serious, and his profound strength was also very seriously consumed.

Yang Lingchen did not choose to pursue, because he knew that half an hour was almost up.

He must send Yao Lingyu to a safe place before his own strength disappears.

"Brother, you are really powerful." Yao Lingyu had a faint smile on his face, but his voice was extremely weak.

"Xiao Yu, brother will take you away." After speaking, Yang Lingchen quickly galloped away with his sword.

While Yujian was flying, Yang Lingchen kept chanting the mantra silently, and shot out a mysterious light with his right hand, instantly enveloping himself and the demon spirit feather in it.

After doing all this, Yang Lingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he no longer has to worry about someone being able to deduce his position.

Flying with the sword all the way, after flying for hundreds of kilometers, Yang Lingchen couldn't hold on anymore, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth again.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Yao Lingyu showed concern in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyu, I'm fine."

Before he had time to think about it, Yang Lingchen gritted his teeth and persisted, and slowly landed in front of a hidden cave, then carried the demon spirit feather on his back, and entered the narrow cave.

After setting up the formation outside the cave, Yang Lingchen finally fell to the ground. At this time, his pupils were dilated, and blood was continuously overflowing from his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to see Huangquan Road opening to him, black and white impermanence beckoning to him.

He wanted to take another look at Xiaoyu, but his eyelids began to become extremely heavy, and finally, he couldn't hold on any longer, and closed his eyes completely.

"Brother, wake up."

"Brother, wake me up, what should I do if you die?"

There was a trace of sadness in Yao Lingyu's eyes, and her beautiful eyes were already wet with tears.

She hugged Yang Lingchen tightly in her arms, shaking constantly: "Wake up for me, look at the deity's body, don't you want to be responsible, just walk away?"

However, at this time, Yang Lingchen's heartbeat had completely stopped, and he was no longer breathing.

.........

Beixuan Domain, Tianyuan Palace.

"Bang!"

Dongfang Yunbing suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Sister Bing, what's wrong?" Nangong Yan asked with concern.

"Something happened to Chen'er, I feel like something happened to him."

Dongfang Yunbing sat there quietly as if she had lost her soul, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes.

"Sister Bing, don't worry, Yang Lingchen will be fine."

Nangongyan's eyes gradually became moist. Just now, she also felt distressed, as if she had lost something most important.

.........

Tianfeng World.

Phoenix family.

Feng Xueqing, who was in retreat, suddenly frowned, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Why do I suddenly feel restless?"

"Smelly rascal, did something happen to you?" Feng Xueqing's beautiful face showed a trace of worry.

.........

At the same time, the news that Yang Lingchen colluded with the demon clan, possessed the inheritance of sword cultivation, and stole the Tianwu God Orb spread throughout the Central Divine Region.

Today's Yang Lingchen has become synonymous with evil and a traitor to all mankind.

In Central China, Yang Lingchen's wanted portraits are everywhere.

Anyone who provides Yang Lingchen news will be rewarded with 10 million middle-grade spirit stones.

.........

Zhongzhou Shenzhou, Palace of Heavenly Emperor.

"Miss, this is the wanted portrait of Yang Lingchen. It is said that Shen Gongming, the Taoist master, painted it himself. The similarity is more than 90%." A maid wearing a green skirt said.

Su Wanyun's hands trembled slightly, and she tightly grasped the wanted poster. She tried her best to calm down the excitement in her heart, and said, "I see, Xixi, go down!"

"Yes, Miss." Xixi bowed and retreated.

After the maid called Xixi left, Su Wanyun could no longer restrain the emotions deep in her heart, and murmured, "Chen'er, this is my Chen'er."