Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 870 871: Facing Death, Yet Still So Stubborn?

Boom!

Dust filled the sky, blocking out the sun.

Even though Gu Xing was prepared and raised his sword at the first mont to block most of the blade light, so disciples still suffered significant injuries, tumbling to the ground with blood flowing.

"Mu Gang!!"

Gu Xing stood with his sword, his eyes cold and fixed tightly on Mu Gang, and scolded coldly, "Don't bully people too much, do you think my Biluo Sword Valley is soft and you can pinch us as you wish?"

Rustle!

The two elders of Biluo Sword Valley, who were a little further away, hurried over at the first mont, standing side by side with Gu Xing.

"I have no choice."

Mu Gang didn't change his expression due to the presence of the other crowd, and said flatly, "You want to kill Chen Yang, but Chen Yang is the honored guest of my family's princess."

"So, I can only kill you all."

Gu Xing sneered, "I admit you, Mu Gang, are strong, but we are not vegetarians either. You can't kill us yet!"

His words were firm and forceful.

In response, Mu Gang shrugged indifferently, "How would you know if you don't try?"

Boom!

Swords and blades clashed, mountains trembled, yellow sand swept through.

This unexpected great battle.

Left everyone around stunned, a crowd exchanged puzzled glances, each with a question mark on their face, unable to understand why these two parties suddenly started fighting?

The remnant map hasn't been found yet, why did they start fighting?

Though puzzled, nobody dared to linger, retreating continuously for fear of being affected by the terrifying aftereffects.

Each collision is shocking to the world.

Seeing this scene, many felt secretly pleased, as the saying goes, when the snipe and clam fight, the fisherman benefits. If Biluo Sword Valley and the City Lord's Mansion weaken each other first, it would naturally be a great thing for them.

Mu Ling'er also wore a face full of smiles, when she noticed Chen Yang not far away, she directly cast her gaze over, held her head high, her mouth curled into a smirk, almost saying, look, see, I'm backing you up.

Chen Yang was speechless, and imdiately shifted his gaze away.

For so reason, seeing this princess, he felt a headache unconsciously.

Moreover, the fact that she went to such lengths only showed she needed him, and it's not likely a simple matter.

"Humph!"

Seeing Chen Yang avoiding her like the plague, Mu Ling'er's cheeks swelled with anger, biting a lollipop, hands on her hips, "You're such a bastard!!"

The brief eye exchange did not catch Chu Tianhong's attention, after Chu Jiang was brought over for instructions towards Chen Yang, this number two figure from the Chu Family squinted slightly.

"So you are Chen Yang?"

Chu Tianhong spoke, his face still full of killing intent, coldly saying, "Are you too arrogant, daring to touch people from my Chu Family?"

"You really think, relying on Princess Ling'er, you can do whatever you want in Shisu Town?"

In the past, Chu Tianhong would have so apprehensions, but now…

It's said, tis change.

A group of people from the Ning Family are currently guests at his Chu Family, say what you will, if he kills Chen Yang today, or captures him, it's definitely a great rit.

Chu Jiang, battered and miserable, stared at Chen Yang with a gloomy face, his eyes as if wanting to devour and consu him.

The mountain wind howled.

Chen Yang sat on horseback, smoke gently drifted away, and blew up Gu Zhiqing's long hair.

Chen Yang pulled Gu Zhiqing's hair to one side, a smile hung at the corner of his mouth, "I, Chen, never need anyone's support."

"Faced with death, you're still trying to resist with words?"

Chu Tianhong sneered, his tone unabashedly arrogant, "Others might fear you, but not my Chu Family!"

"Besides, you should see who you've touched today."

"Could it be, he's a True Dragon?"

"Not a True Dragon, but better than a True Dragon."

Chu Tianhong wasn't modest at all, and was defiantly proud. But, as the Royal Family of Shisu Town, standing above all, indeed had this confidence and backing.

"You dog, still rember how I warned you before? Dare to touch , today even if the Heavenly King ca, he couldn't save you."

Chu Jiang followed up, word by word, powerful and reverberating.

After speaking, he stepped forward and laughed maniacally, "Now I'm giving you a choice, either kill yourself, or wait for my uncle to act."

"How you die, you choose."

Chu Tianhong nodded approvingly, his nephew was rather ruthless, comparing him to his younger self, perhaps still a gap, but sufficient.

Only by being ruthless and vicious can one stand firm in this world.

Indecisiveness is better left for dead.

Beside him, Chen Changsheng's smile didn't reach his eyes.

Yang Hu and Gu Zhiqing shared the sa murderous expression on their faces.

In the distance, those watching with interest, originally focused on the battle at the cliff, seeing this scene also wanting to escalate, naturally shifted their gazes over interestedly.

"I'm asking you again, will you kill yourself, or shall we do it? Weren't you arrogant midway on the mountain just now, now why can't you utter a word?"

Seeing Chen Yang silent, Chu Jiang beca more aggressive, eyes almost tearing.

"My nephew is asking you, are you deaf, or without ears?"

Boom!

Dozens of Iron Cavalry advanced several steps, imposing might.

Chen Yang remained unmoved, his gaze swept over them, landing on a young man's figure.

The young man, dressed in white robes, had an impressive bearing and a stern aura.

A middle-aged man closely followed behind him.

Chen Yang could affirm, before today, he definitely hadn't seen them, yet their target was himself.

Hmm?

Chu Tianhong seed to feel sothing, turned instinctively, and after seeing the young man approaching, dismounted hastily, greeted respectfully, cupping his hands, "Turns out it's Young Master Qiao Shan of Windwelco Academy."

Qiao Shan didn't spare him a glance, walked straight to Chen Yang, his mouth gradually revealing a faint smile.

One ntion of Windwelco Academy, and Chen Yang instantly understood.

"Daring to kill figures from even my Windwelco Academy, quite the nerves." Qiao Shan laughed, "Think with Princess Ling'er here, no one dares touch you?"

"So then, now what?"

Qiao Shan pointed to the distant cliff engaged in a bloody battle, his lips curling up, as if saying, see this? This is my handiwork.

"Skillful."

Chen Yang nodded earnestly, "However, I'm afraid you've misjudged."

"Faced with death, and still daring to argue?"

Chu Jiang retorted, then saluted Qiao Shan, "Young Master Qiao Shan, I am Chu Jiang of the royal Chu family, honored to et you."

"This guy deserves death, moreover, no need to sully your hands, we can act imdiately."

"Move aside."

Qiao Shan rebuked, for he intended to personally cut down Chen Yang, so he could boast at Ning Family.

"Okay then."

Chu Jiang's smile vanished, wisely took a step back, without losing face.

"Slash you!"

Knowing ti was limited, Qiao Shan launched his move directly.

Clang!

Chen Yang's thumb gently nudged the Ancestral Sword.

The frost-like Sword Qi poured out, resembling a Milky Way cascading down from the do.

Boom!!

Instantly, Qiao Shan felt as if struck by five thunders, his face turned as pale as paper.

Thud, thud, thud.

Qiao Shan retreated violently, each step like thunder, countless cracks burst toward all directions.

En route, blood sprayed wildly.

Qiao Shan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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