Chapter 1172: Internal Strife of the Changyang Clan Two (2/2)

Jian Chen did not become flustered. With a violent tremble of his hand, the Emperor Armament shook. Streaks of dark light broke free from Changyang Qing Yun’s suppression and became brighter and brighter. The Chaotic Force on the Emperor Armament was rapidly breaking free from Changyang Qing Yun’s restraints.

At this moment, the other portion of the net had arrived over Jian Chen’s head. Just as he was about to become entangled, a streak of golden light shot out from the center of his eyebrows. It became a three-meter-tall golden tower, which hovered above his head and glimmered with the color of gold. The tip of the tower held back the net.

The tower was tightly trapped by the net, but the Emperor Armament had finally broken free during this period of time. It glowed with a dark light as an aura of destruction radiated from it far and wide. It alerted many experts who were in seclusion, causing them to open their eyes and emerge.

Swish!

The sword cut through the air, and with its powerful and devastating might, it actually created a thin black crack in the reinforced space. It stabbed toward Changyang Qing Yun with almost unstoppable force.

The speed of the sword was so great that it became invisible to the naked eye. All that could be seen was a flicker of darkness. The sword had arrived at Changyang Qing Yun’s forehead with unbelievable speed.

The forehead was the fatal weakness of any expert. It was where their meridian of life was located, so it was the place where their soul resided. Even Saint Kings at Great Perfection could suffer life-threatening injuries from the soul, and they could even die from it.

Jian Chen’s strike was aimed at Changyang Qing Yun’s forehead. He had attacked to kill without showing any mercy at all.

Changyang Qing Yun’s face darkened. Chilling killing intent appeared in his eyes, and when the Emperor Armament was only three inches away from his forehead, the space around Jian Chen suddenly froze. He was locked in place in his posture of stabbing out with the sword. Even the Emperor Armament had come to a halt, forcefully stopped three inches away.

However, this only lasted for a second. The frozen space was shattered by Jian Chen’s Chaotic Force, but as soon as he regained his mobility, Changyang Qing Yun had already arrived by his side. He bellowed out, “You have committed an unforgivable crime, punishable by death, for trying to kill a great elder. As the highest-ranking elder, I, Changyang Qing Yun, shall be representing the Changyang clan to punish you!” Changyang Qing Yun immediately sent a palm strike in Jian Chen’s way. Energy surged from his palm and his attack seemed to have engulfed an entire region, causing the space around Jian Chen to become.

Jian Chen was grim. His eyes were cold and with a thought, the saint artifact immediately shrunk to the size of a fist and slipped out of the net. It flew over as a golden streak of light and stood in front of Jian Chen like a shield.

A rumble immediately erupted when Changyang Qing Yun’s attack landed on the saint artifact. The power hidden within was far beyond imagination; he blew the saint artifact away with the attack, and the golden tower smashed into Jian Chen, even forcing him to rapidly retreat. Powerful ripples of energy surged in all directions, reducing the garden to nothing. Almost all the exotic flowers and herbs had been reduced to dust.

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