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Chapter 249 The Wind and the Clouds

Seeing Li Zaiquan being killed by Mo Chen, Long Chongyang showed no mercy at all, staring at Mo Chen viciously and mockingly said: "Do justice for the heavens, he is not suitable, so you are suitable?"

"What do you think you are?"

"Do you think you are a god in the sky?"

Mo Chen smiled softly: "I am not a god in the sky, nor am I here to do justice for the sky."

"I'm just here to punish you for the crimes you committed!"

Long Chongyang looked up to the sky and laughed violently.

"punish?"

"sin?"

"What is sin? What is evil?"

"You are a brat, how dare you make such a bold decision in vain?"

Suddenly the laughter stopped, a ferocious look appeared on the colorful face, and he said harshly: "Who in this world doesn't judge right from wrong based on his own thinking?"

"I'm just following my heart!"

"What is the crime!!!"

Speaking of later, the whole voice has changed from roaring to roaring.

Regardless of the injury on the palm, he raised his hands suddenly, and the vitality surged in his body, and rushed out of the palm, turning into a tornado that shot straight into the sky.

Numerous sparkling wind blades lit up in the rapidly spinning momentum, and there were still pulsating electric lights on the wind blades.

The violent tornado even drove the air currents in the space within a hundred meters around, bringing up extremely powerful air waves, and even the flowing clouds in the sky seemed to be sucked down.

Changyun sect's unique knowledge, wind blows Changyun!

The tables, chairs, benches, bowls, chopsticks and plates that were originally placed in the courtyard were all involved, and were quickly twisted into pieces by the countless whirling electric light and wind blades.

Even the blue tiles on the surrounding eaves flew up piece by piece, and under the strong suction of the tornado, they were sucked in like moths to a flame.

The trembling Changyunmen disciples quickly grabbed everything they could grab and tried their best to stabilize their bodies.

Those who were more lucky, got a little closer, and saw the blood splattered and turned into a pile of fragmented pieces of meat.

"If you want to explain the truth to me, you must first defeat the wind and clouds in my hands before you speak!!"

The berserk tornado suddenly turned sharply, and rolled towards Mo Chen, as if it wanted to tear him apart.

In the turbulent air waves, Mo Chen stood firmly in place, looking at this tornado like a dragon descending from the sky calmly, thoughtfully.

"It turns out that this is the strength of the fifth level of spirituality..."

With the thought in mind, he stepped out and stepped directly into the tornado.

Long Chongyang was stunned for a moment, and then burst into ecstasy, "It turns out that it is such a stupid thing!"

"Just let you be wiped out in my wind and clouds!"

This whirlwind of wind and clouds was caused by Long Chongyang's anger, and he had used all his life's kung fu.

Whether it is the strength of vitality or power, it has reached his current strongest possibility.

That young man walked in like this, he would definitely be dead or alive!

The disciples beside him couldn't help being both surprised and happy when they saw the young man being sucked into the violent tornado.

Regardless of the fact that he was still resisting the strong wind in embarrassment, he hurriedly screamed at the top of his throat: "The door, the master of the door is mighty, domineering... invincible!!!"

With the same voice, there were scattered responses from all around, "The sect master is mighty and domineering, invincible everywhere!!!"

Some disciples even shed tears with excitement.

"The nightmare of this night is finally coming to an end!"

Long Chongyang burst into laughter, "Hahahaha!"

"Silly boy, do you think you are very powerful?"

"What else are you going to punish me for?"

"I don't even look at how much you weigh yourself!!!"

The violent tornado raged in the courtyard, all the blue bricks on the ground were smashed, and a deep pit with a radius of more than ten feet was ground out.

The voices of Changyunmen disciples became higher and higher, more orderly, and more excited.

"The sect master is mighty and domineering, invincible!!!"

"The sect master is mighty and domineering, invincible!!!"

"The sect master is mighty and domineering, invincible!!!"

However, amidst the cheers and cheers of all the disciples, Long Chongyang's expression became more and more strange and dignified.

He clearly felt that the boy's aura hadn't changed at all.

How can this be?

At this moment, amidst the endless air waves and jumping electric wind blades, the young man walked out of the extremely violent tornado like a **** of hell.

His clothes were cut many times, and his hair was a little loose, looking a little messy.

But his expression is still calm, his eyes are still bright, and his steps are still steady.

The eyes of the Changyunmen disciples who were still desperately cheering for Long Chongyang popped out, and all their voices were swallowed in their throats.

Under the fierce and domineering moves of the Dragon Gate Master, this young man came out unscathed?

There was a hint of a smile on Mo Chen's handsome face, "It turns out that the practitioners in the Spiritual Realm are far inferior to the Beastmasters in the Beastmaster Circle."

Long Chongyang's eyes were wider than copper bells, and his lips began to tremble unconsciously.

"This is impossible……"

Mo Chen slumped slightly, and the next moment, he bounced off the ground and rushed to Long Chongyang's body like lightning.

The right hand that glowed with golden luster clasped Long Chongyang's right arm, and twisted his left hand.

"Cuckoo!"

There was only a crisp sound of bones cracking, and Long Chongyang's right arm had been broken by Mo Chen.

"what!!!"

Long Chongyang immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered, tears mixed with cold sweat dripping down his face.

As if Mo Chen didn't realize it, he changed his hand and grabbed Long Chongyang's other arm, exerting strength again.

"Cuckoo!"

Long Chongyang's scream was interrupted by the sudden great pain, and the convulsive air-conditioning collided with the scream in his throat, turning into a weird chicken cry.

There was no trace of pity in Mo Chen's eyes, he kicked like thunder, kicked twice, right on Long Chongyang's thighs, directly smashing the leg bones into pieces.

Long Chongyang's limbs were amputated by a series of blows, and he could no longer stand up. He collapsed on the ground like a puddle of ooze, his face covered with makeup was covered with sweat, tears, saliva, and snot. His face looked like a ghost face from hell.

Mo Chen didn't stop yet, he took a step forward and stepped heavily on his dantian Qihai, breaking all his skills.

This series of actions only happened in an instant.

All the surviving disciples of the Changyun sect stood upright, looking at the invincible sect master in disbelief just now, and in a blink of an eye, their limbs were broken, their skills were broken, and they lay on the ground like dogs.

The violent tornado lost its vitality and dissipated in the air with a bang. Countless pieces torn apart by the tornado also scattered from the air one after another, like a piece of debris.

In the entire courtyard, only the young man looked dignified, standing proudly, like a great god independent of heaven and earth, full of majesty that cannot be offended.

Long Chongyang was already so weak that he collapsed on the ground and tremblingly said with a moaning voice:

"What did you say...crime and punishment..."

"...What, God..."

"It's just... strength is respected... that's all..."

Looking at Long Chongyang on the ground, Mo Chen said coldly: "People like you, even if I tell you, you won't understand."

Mo Chen turned his head slowly and looked at the Changyunmen disciples.

These Changyunmen disciples saw that the good situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, they were so frightened that they threw themselves on the ground and knelt down again, shouting desperately: "Hero! Hero! We are just ignorant people, forced by Long Chongyang and Li Zaiquan's despotic power, That’s why I had to go against my heart and make amends.”

"In fact, we have done evil things to them long ago, and we hate them to the bone!"

"It's a pity that our cultivation base is low and we are powerless to resist."

"Kong has a heart yearning for justice, but he has no ability to uphold justice. He can only watch these two guys do evil and harm living beings!"

"Today the hero took action, killed Li Zaiquan, and abolished Dragon Chongyang. It is really a joy to the hearts of the people. It is really a blessing for the world and a blessing for all people!"

"Heroes eradicating harm for the people today, such righteousness, we will remember it in our hearts, and we will change our minds and start a new life in the future."

"Three pillars of incense for the hero every day, praying for the hero's longevity and well-being, the wives and concubines are in groups, the children are continuous, the branches are flourishing, the grand plans are great, and the world is unified..."

These disciples of the Changyun Sect are used to flattering them every day, but at this time, for the sake of their wealth and lives, they have unleashed all their potential, and their tongue almost turned into an eighteen-petaled lotus flower.

All kinds of witty words are like pearls, like a river, and they don't even realize that they have strayed from the topic.

Mo Chen smiled mockingly, but reached out to lift Long Chongyang who was on the ground, and walked straight to the inner courtyard.

The disciples of Changyun Sect watched Mo Chen walk into the inner courtyard with trepidation. Suddenly, they realized that they were still alive. Their strong desire to survive immediately aroused infinite power. One by one, they quickly got up from the ground and exerted all their strength. Flee to the door.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Before they could reach the door, a large golden sword appeared from the sky without warning, beheading everyone.

In this Changyunmen, no one is innocent.

In the inner room, the handsome young man looked around the room with an anxious expression on his face.

There was a lot of movement outside, but he could only hear messy noises and didn't know what happened.

"boom!"

The locked door was suddenly shattered, and the sudden sound startled the handsome young man.

A sharp knife flew in from outside the door and slammed into the floor.

The handsome young man was startled and didn't know what happened for a moment.

At this time, the previous voice sounded again.

"You said, those who were tortured to death by him were all buried in the backyard?"

The handsome young man gritted his teeth and nodded, "That's right!"

The voice said again: "Now, he is there."

The handsome young man looked at the sharp knife on the ground, reached out and pulled it out, and rushed out of the room.

The handsome young man ran all the way to the backyard, and sure enough, there was a mud-like person lying on the ground.

Although the man's face was full of filth and distorted due to the extreme pain, the young man could still recognize it at a glance, and that was the appearance he would never forget until he died.

Holding a sharp knife in his hand, the young man walked towards Long Chongyang step by step, his eyes gradually burned red with boundless hatred and madness.

"what!!!"

The young man screamed wildly, rushed forward, and the sharp knife in his hand pierced Long Chongyang's abdomen.

2 Chapter Fifty

The sharp knife pierced through Long Chongyang's abdomen and intestines.

Long Chongyang, unable to move, groaned in pain.