"What do you want to do?" Looking around, a forest, no one in sight, Wang Chen asked in a low voice.

  "What is your relationship with Han Yu Xuan?" Without answering Wang Chens question, the man looked at him coldly and asked.

  Upon hearing this sentence, Wang Chen slightly furrowed his brow, especially towards the icy tone that made him feel disgusted: "This has nothing to do with you!"

  "It doesnt matter if you dont answer, because after today, you will never see her again. Of course, Yu Xuan wont see you again either!" Wang Chens words made Ling Fengs face turn cold, and then he seemed to think of something, laughing coldly.

  "After today, I will go to Xingchen Sect and have nothing to do with your Zixuan Hall. Naturally, we wont meet again!" Wang Chen said lightly, frowning.

  "Xīng chén zōng? Hā hā hā…… Méi luò mó mén bà le, qǐ néng yǔ wǒ zǐ xiāo diàn xiāng tí bì lùn, zhì yú nǐ! Zì gān duò luò de jiā huo, wǒ bù jiè yì wèi wǒ zhēng dào jiǎn chú nǐmen mó mén yāo rén! Sǐ rén zì rán bù huì zài hé yǔ xuān xiàn!"

  Translation:

  "Xingchen Sect? Haha... Youre just a declining demonic sect, how can you be compared to my Zixiao Temple? As for you! A self-degrading guy, I dont mind eliminating your demonic sect for the righteous path! Dead people wont meet with Yu Xuan again!"

  Upon hearing Wang Chens words, Ling Feng burst out laughing as if he had heard a huge joke.

  "Kill me?" At this moment, Wang Chen finally knew what this guys purpose was!

  It was all because of Han Yu Xuan, it seems he has a thing for Han Yu Xuan. Earlier when I was talking to Han Yu Xuan at the entrance of the martial arts arena, this guy must have seen everything, and then followed me here! To think that he wants to kill me over such a trivial matter? Is this what they call righteousness? How ridiculous.

  What Ling Zhan said was indeed correct. The so-called righteous path of the Demon Gate is just what they say it is, and those who follow the righteous path are not necessarily upright and transparent. There are many such treacherous people, even worse than those in the Demon Gate. As he thought this, Wang Chens eyes suddenly turned cold.

  "Well see if you have what it takes!" With a deep breath, Wang Chens whole body tensed up, and he coldly shouted. The surroundings were empty, escape was impossible, it seemed that they could only fight to the end.

  His voice fell, his momentum soared, and the true yuan force of his refined body was fully mobilized, pouring into every part of his body.

  "How dare a mere 6th-level cultivator like you be so arrogant in front of me, dont you know the meaning of death?!"

  When he saw Wang Chen still intending to resist, Ling Feng let out a cold hum, and his whole body suddenly pounced on him like a cheetah!

  "Dragon Claw!"

  A cold shout, the Xuan-level initial stage Dragon Palm was executed in an instant, both hands tightly clenched, emitting a series of crisp bone friction sounds.

  His feet flashed continuously, dragging out a trail of afterimages, and in the blink of an eye he had already pounced to Wang Chens face.

  "Collapsing Mountain Fist!"

  Seeing the opponents momentum, Wang Chen naturally did not show weakness. With a light drink, his true yuan power instantly filled his entire arm and charged forward.

  "A mantis trying to stop a chariot!" Seeing Wang Chen counterattack, Ling Fengs mouth corner revealed a hint of disdainful cold smile. His body flashed rapidly and instantly disappeared from Wang Chens line of sight.

  Suddenly, Wang Chen felt as if his fist had been plunged into a sponge, giving him a feeling of weakness and powerlessness.

  Bang...

  A huge force suddenly surged through his arm and shot throughout his entire body! The opponents palm force was completely blasted onto his own fist.

  Along his arm, that one stock of brutal force directly rushed into his body, as if a bomb was about to tear his own body apart.

  "Ah......" A low hum, Wang Chens body rapidly flew backwards!

  It smashed heavily onto a large tree more than ten meters behind, and the impact of that big tree was split into two segments in an instant and crashed down with a crisp crackling sound.

  Pfft...

  He felt a tearing sensation in his five internal organs and six entrails again, his throat was sweet, and Wang Chen couldnt help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  Ling Wu Zhe, sensing his opponents strength, Wang Chen secretly felt shocked. He was actually a Ling Wu Zhe. He didnt expect to be targeted by this guy.

  At the same time, he was even more indignant. Was it just because of his conversation with Han Yu Xuan that he had murderous intentions? Or could it be said that this was how a righteous person would behave in a tyrannical manner!

  With a hint of self-mockery, Wang Chen struggled to stand up straight, he clearly remembered the words his elder brother once said: A man from the Wang family, even in death, must keep his back straight.

  Feeling a heart-wrenching pain, he couldnt help but take in a cold breath.

  Is this the difference in strength? Is this the gap between two people? To actually lose with just one move! He fiercely wiped away the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, and upon thinking about it, a deep sense of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.

  "Youre not even a worthy opponent, in my eyes, youre nothing but an ant!" Looking at the heavily injured Wang Chen, Ling Feng said with a hint of disdain and a cold smile.

  His voice fell, step by step, approaching Wang Chen in a very leisurely manner, as if nothing had happened.

  Looking at Ling Feng walking slowly, Wang Chen showed a self-mocking smile. Not a match for one move, this sentence was only said to Lin Qun not long ago, now its being applied to himself.

  Is he just an ant in his own eyes? Is this how he views himself?

  On this continent where the strong are revered, strength is the key to everything. Ones own strength is still too small, and one still needs more strength.

  Taking a deep breath, Wang Chen calmed himself down, enduring the intense pain, and looked around, realizing he could only rely on himself now.

  At this point, his eyes turned fierce, knowing that the only way to survive was to fight to the end. Under the pursuit of the Lingwu warrior, he had no chance of escaping. Although he wasnt a match for him, even in death, he wanted to take a chunk out of him.

  Wang Chens eyes became determined once again.

  "Little kid, are you looking for death?!" Just as Wang Chen was preparing to fight with all his might, Ling Zhans lazy voice came again.

  "A useless piece of trash like him has driven you to such a state? Still fighting, your life is really not worth much!" Ling Zhan continued to mock without waiting for Wang Chens reaction.

  "Whats the hurry!" Hearing Ling Zhans voice, Wang Chen was overjoyed and didnt bother to dwell on his sarcasm, hastily asking, it seemed that only he could help himself now!

  "Whatever, Ill help you this time. The training for this period of time is all in vain! Youd better make it up to me!" Ling Zhans reluctant voice came again. Under the current situation, he couldnt not take action either. Once he took action, the results of his hard training during this period would be wasted, and it was inevitable that he felt a little heartache.

  "Listen, Ill transfer the energy into your body first. You only have one chance to strike him down and then quickly escape. This is your only opportunity, if you waste it, there wont be another!" Ling Zhan repeatedly warned.

  "Alright, got it!" Looking at Lingfeng who was getting closer and closer, Wang Chen said in a low voice.

  Now that Im no match for them, I can only choose to escape. Zi Xiao Temple? If theres a chance, Ill definitely go take a look. Ling Feng, this grudge will have to be temporarily put aside.

  The next moment, Wang Chen immediately felt a surge of energy pouring into his body, majestic and boundless, like the endless Yangtze River flowing continuously, filling his meridians in an instant, and still expanding.

  "Monstrous demon, you can go die!" At this time, Ling Feng also arrived in front of Ling Zhan, coldly shouting.

  As soon as the voice fell, a fist came straight at Wang Chens head, with great force and momentum. If he was hit by this punch, there would be no chance of survival.