Chapter 1662: Purple Mansion has fallen!

The first thousand six hundred and sixty-two chapters of the purple mansion fall!
Four Zifu gods appeared at the same time!
This kind of scene is unprecedented! Even in the history of the entire plane mezzanine, it is really rare to be able to let four Zifu gods take action at the same time!
"Yang Chen, be careful!" Ling Yuyao's expression suddenly changed as he looked at the people who kept coming to Yang Chen, and couldn't help exclaiming.
"Don't come here." Yang Chen's face was as usual, and he said faintly: "Purple Mansion Immortal is not something you can handle, stay away from me, lest you get affected by the battle!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Although they were worried, what Yang Chen said was not unreasonable. The powerful cultivation base of the Immortal Zifu was beyond their reach. If they were too close, they would be seriously injured by the battle, and it would also burden Yang Chen.
Seeing Ling Yuyao, Mu Lingyun and the others who were flying away, those few people were slightly taken aback, casting curious eyes at Zhang Ting.
"Forget it."
Zhang Ting shook his head and said: "A few little ants, they ran away. The top priority now is to catch this Yang Chen! Just don't let him run away!"
The value of Yang Chen's body is extremely important, as long as he is captured, whether it is to deal with the superior, or to know the incense mark on his body.
All problems can be solved!
And after hearing Zhang Ting's words, the few Zifu gods also rushed over, their bodies like tigers, outflank Yang Chen! The surging spiritual power permeated the air, causing a sudden change of expression!
The warriors around are even more hind legs, for fear of being affected by this battle!
"dead!"
I saw one of them rushing with an iron fist, and the wind of fist was like a sword, splitting the air. This heavy punch was probably enough to blast any powerhouse below the Zifu fairy into flesh!
however.
Seeing this flying fist, Yang Chen didn't avoid it, but calm and indifferent. At the next moment, he also raised his right hand, squeezed his five fingers into a fist, and blasted the person across!
Peng!
With a punch, the person's body burst open, and his body was torn apart and turned into a mass of ground meat. The blood was mixed with broken internal organs, splashed and scattered, and the smell of fish was permeated everywhere!
"The third child?"
Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed slightly.
Even Zhang Ting’s pupils shrank a bit. Although he thought that Yang Chen was great, he never thought... the other party was so great? As the third master of the purple mansion god, he was smashed by a punch?
"Ants!"
Yang Chen's face was cold, and he uttered two words.
The next moment, I saw him step forward, the spiritual power of his right hand surged, and a beautiful lotus flower also condensed from his right hand. Afterwards, Yang Chen directly shot the lotus flower into the abdomen of the person in front of him in such a thunderous manner!
Peng!
The lotus flower exploded directly in that person's body, and the powerful aftermath spread out. He and a person beside him were directly swallowed up by this energy, and the powerful body of the of the Purple Mansion seemed weak and weak in front of the explosion.
Both bodies turned into dust and smoke, completely dissipated in the world.
"The fifth... the sixth..."
Zhang Ting's face changed suddenly, and he was about to bite his tongue in surprise.
From now to now, in just a few minutes, Yang Chen has already killed three Zifu gods? What the is this guy?
As for the remaining Seventh Master, his face turned pale with fright, and his body was trembling. After all, he is the weakest in this group of people, the third, fifth, and sixth in this guy's hands did not even make a half of the move!
Going up by yourself, isn't that going to die?
"Old Qi, you retreat." At this moment, Zhang Ting suddenly said, "This guy is the cultivation base of the late Zifu Immortal. You are not his opponent! Let me come personally!"
Hearing this, Old Qi was slightly taken aback.
It turns out that this guy is the late Zifu fairy? It's no wonder that the youngest and they have no power to parry, after all, the strongest cultivation base among them is only the middle stage of the Zifu fairy.
While surprised in his heart, Lao Qi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then stepped back.
Let Zhang Ting step forward.
"Sorry, I didn't hold it back just now. I used more strength with my hands. Your brothers seem to be a little weak? Didn't even catch my punch?" Yang Chen smiled as he looked at Zhang Ting who came forward. Said.
The contempt in the words caused Zhang Ting's brows to frown, and his heart was already unhappy.
"Yang Chen, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be in the late Zifu fairy stage? Yes, your cultivation level is enough to rank in the top 100 in the mezzanine of the entire plane!" Zhang Ting smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. Yang Chen made a gesture.
"Why not, how about you following me in the future? With your cultivation level, I am really reluctant to kill you!"
It is the cultivation base of the Zifu gods in the later stage, and can erase the seal of incense, if such a talent is killed, it is indeed a pity! Although Shangjia wanted to kill Yang Chen by himself, he should still be able to open the Internet as long as he begged for mercy at that time!
After all, it is a good deal to trade a few people from the middle and early stages of the Zifu fairy to a strong man in the later stage of the Zifu fairy!
however.
Hearing what Zhang Ting said, Yang Chen smiled, and said: "I am a little reluctant to kill with your cultivation base. Why not follow me? I can spare you not to die!"
"you wanna die!"
As soon as he said this, Zhang Ting's face suddenly changed, and his eyes also showed sullen expression.
The next moment, Zhang Ting's figure moved, and the whole person rushed out like a tiger. The vigorous spiritual energy, like a tsunami, rushed towards Yang Chen on the opposite side!
"Vientiane Sky Needle!"
Chi Chi Chi Chi...
In the next moment, I saw that these spiritual waves immediately turned into countless dark, extremely sharp needles! They were hovering in front of Zhang Ting, and the needles pointed directly at Yang Chen on the opposite side. Following Zhang Ting's cold drink, these pointed needles whizzed out!
Everywhere the sharp needle passed was cut apart, bursting out a series of dark cracks!
"Small bugs!"
Yang Chen's face was as usual, and his big sleeve waved.
Wow!
A huge amount of energy also rushed out of his body, and the next moment, those sharp needles burst open "boom boom". It collapsed one after another in the air, and finally turned into countless fragments, slowly dissipating.
"Such martial arts, even dare to show it to shame?" Yang Chen sneered, eyes full of disdain.
"Somewhat capable?"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ting also smiled.
The attack just now was nothing more than his warm-up exercise, and he never thought that he could subdue Yang Chen with just one move.