C253 (2/2)

”Can I understand that you're threatening me now?!” Chen Yu said coldly.

”That's right, kid. Let me tell you, there are many people in this world that you can't afford to offend!” The teenager with the sword said arrogantly.

”The person I can't offend, you?!” Chen Yu said in disdain.

”That's right!” After he finished speaking, the youth wearing the sword said with a proud expression: ”Kid, I'll tell you the truth, I'm a member of the Divine Sword Villa. If you dare to touch me, it's the same as not giving face to the Divine Sword Villa …”

However, before the youth with the sword could finish speaking, an enormous aura burst out from Chen Yu's back.

”BOOM!”

Chen Yu's foot struck right at the sword wielding youth's chest!

”AHH!”

Following a loud roar, the sword-wielding youth clutched his chest and tumbled down the stairs from the seventh floor to the second floor.

At the same time, he felt like all the meridians in his body were being burned by a burning energy. When he fell down, all the meridians in his body were destroyed at the same time.

”Wow!”

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the sword-wielding youth immediately fainted.

In the blink of an eye, everyone on the seventh floor felt as if they'd fallen into a cave of ice.

Everyone felt as if their hearts were about to burst out of their chests. It was as if a terrifying beast was opening its mouth wide in an attempt to swallow everyone whole.

What a heavy strike!

This person was merciless despite the fact that he was only a cripple?!

Everyone suddenly realised that they were mistaken about Chen Yu.

What kind of deceitful, honest youth was Chen Yu? He was clearly a fiend!

”Are you going to kneel down by yourself, or are you going to be like him?!” Chen Yu looked at the well-dressed youth and said.

At this moment, the expression of the well-dressed youth instantly underwent a myriad of changes.

In fact, he was using his identity to suppress Chen Yu just now, but he didn't think that the young man with a sword would be faster than him by a step.

But who would have thought that not only did the youth with the sword say something, he even said something that would cause the youth's cultivation to be destroyed. He did not show any mercy at all.

If he still doesn't kneel, then come down …

Just as the well-dressed youth was feeling troubled, he suddenly heard a voice that sounded like heavenly music to him —

”Who's so daring to make my brother kneel?!”

He saw a man walking down from the second floor. This man had an extremely arrogant aura, as if the heavens were inferior to him.

”Senior brother Chang Hong!” As if seeing his savior, the well-dressed youth quickly ran to the man's side.

”Wang Changhong!”

At this moment, all the drinkers on the seventh floor of the ”Drunken Moon Pavilion” had their mouths wide open as they looked at this man in shock.

Wang Changhong was the peerless genius of the Qinfeng Empire.

eighteen years old, his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle realm of the Ninth Stage of the Martial Dao.

It was said that he still had the qualifications to participate in this trial.

It had to be known, that all the youths who had the qualifications to participate in the Cyan Cloud Trial, were all people with a talent of one in a thousand miles, and those with high strength even had the strength to contend against transhabitat practitioners.

He hadn't expected that the well-dressed youth would be this person's junior brother.

This time, the youngster would probably not be able to bear the consequences this time.