238: Chapter 238 Killing Fang Chen

"...", the youth frowned slightly.

He wasn't very familiar with Chen Changqing, but what if a Purple Palace Cultivator who had just stepped into the Zifu Stage had defeated several Purple Palace Cultivators? So what?

Back then, including himself, there were at least over ten people who possessed this kind of strength.

Besides, he was now in the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion. Compared to those few, he couldn't compare, but in Yan Country, who else could be more of a Genius than him? After all, the quality of his Purple Mansion had reached the level of twenty-five feet.

Back then, not many years after he stepped into the Purple Mansion, the number of Early Stage Purple Palace Cultivators he had defeated was too numerous to count with both hands.

Even Master Qingfeng had to deal with him cautiously when facing him.

As for this Chen Changqing, although he didn't know the quality of the opponent's Purple Mansion, being able to defeat other Purple Palace Cultivators meant that his Purple Mansion was expected to be above fifteen feet.

"I know, Ajiao. Remember, do not send people to watch them, in case they are prepared." A trace of coldness flashed through the youth's eyes.

Competing with him for the yellow springs nether spirit water, then he couldn't be blamed for personally stepping out to waylay and kill them.

Another quarter of an hour later, the auction officially entered its climax, and those finale items were brought up one by one.

However, although these treasures were not low in quality, they were of little use to Chen Changqing.

After the last finale item was auctioned off, the auction finally came to an end.

"Brother, we can leave." Li Qingling reminded him. Down below, those Purple Palace Cultivators filed out one by one after the auction ended.

The faces of many Cultivators were beaming with joy, but more of them wore desolation.

Looking at them, Chen Changqing and the other knew that the upcoming period would be very chaotic, with many Cultivators eyeing their targets and quietly following them.

Meanwhile, those Cultivators who knew they were in danger were also trying every possible means to escape.

Before long, Chen Changqing and the other left Youzhou City and headed towards Former Bing Prefecture, which was also the territory of the current Han Country. They needed to first go to the Chen family established by Chen Changxuan in Former Bing Prefecture.

Ever since Bing Prefecture was assigned to Han Country twenty years ago, they had completely lost contact with Chen Changxuan. Now they finally had to go and visit, otherwise they really wouldn't know what their current situation was.

...

One month later, above a dense forest.

Two figures, one cyan and one white, shuttled quickly through the air. Suddenly, the cyan figure stopped.

"What's wrong, Brother?" Li Qingling asked.

"Someone is secretly following us," Chen Changqing explained. He turned his head and shouted sternly, "Which Fellow Daoist is it? Having followed our couple for such a long time, why don't you reveal yourself quickly? Otherwise, don't blame me, Chen, for being impolite."

"Hehe! I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Chen's Divine Sense to be so acute that you even discovered this." Not far away, a dark green figure appeared.

It was precisely that Purple Palace Cultivator from the auction a month ago who had claimed he would waylay and kill Chen Changqing and the other.

"Fellow Daoist, you've been tracking the two of us all the way. It seems you come with ill intent!" Chen Changqing frowned. He could feel the strength of the man before him; that Aura of his was not even weaker than a Cultivator at the Ninth Layer of the Purple Mansion.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Chen, if you obediently hand over that bottle of yellow springs nether spirit water, I wouldn't mind letting you all off." The dark-green-robed youth said coldly.

"Ever since I started practicing the Dao, no one has ever dared to demand my things to my face. If you want it, you can come and take it." Chen Changqing's tone was icy, and his Purple Mansion Aura was undoubtedly revealed.

The opponent frowned and was inwardly shocked; he hadn't expected this person's Aura to reach such a level.

Clearly, the other party had only reached the Zifu Stage for twenty years.

Beside him, Li Qingling's Aura also erupted. In front of the dark-green-robed youth, her Aura also reached the level of the Purple Mansion.

"You?" He was speechless for a moment. Two Purple Palace Cultivators?

But that woman was clearly only at the Foundation Establishment Stage; how could she also burst out with the Aura of the Purple Mansion?

Or did the other party hide her cultivation?

That should be it.

Otherwise, how could she possibly want to cross Realms to fight Purple Palace Cultivators relying on the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Thinking of this, his heart settled slightly.

"An Early Stage Purple Palace Cultivator plus combat power possessing the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion, are you sure you want to fight me?" The youth said mockingly.

Although his cultivation was only at the Seventh Layer of the Purple Mansion, as for his own combat power, even a Perfection at the Ninth Layer of the Purple Mansion might not necessarily be his match.

He patted his Storage Pouch, and a pair of black double maces appeared out of thin air. Suddenly, his Aura surged again, already very close to the Perfection at the Ninth Layer of the Purple Mansion.

Opposite him, Chen Changqing held the qingluo umbrella while sacrificing the qingtian sword.

On the other side, Li Qingling struck at the same time. Her Magical Artifact was also refined by Chen Changqing, which was a set of white Flying Swords named the baizhou sword.

The two of them struck together, and two Flying Swords of cyan and white slashed out simultaneously.

Opposite them, the two giant black maces smashed down unhurriedly, their magnificent Aura shrouding the entire sky.

Boom!

The two-colored Flying Swords struck simultaneously. Among them, the cyan Flying Sword took the move head-on, while the power of the white Flying Sword was much weaker; in just a single exchange, it was batted away.

That black giant mace wanted to continue pursuing the baizhou sword, but the qingtian sword took the opportunity to wheel around, blocking the black giant mace with a single sword strike.

"Hmph!" The dark green youth continued to make his move, his two black giant maces smashing heavily toward the cyan and white swords.

At the same time, he continued to sacrifice a golden wheel ring to attack Chen Changqing.

Chen Changqing manipulated the qingtian sword with one hand and the qingluo umbrella with the other, while the golden wheel ring kept spinning, attacking the surface of the qingluo umbrella.

Clang, clang, clang!

Sparks continuously sputtered and scattered in all directions.

Chen Changqing hurriedly urged the qingluo umbrella; the umbrella ribs detached and gathered together to counterattack the golden wheel ring.

Beside them, Li Qingling operated the Supreme Qi Nourishing Art with all her might. After the baizhou sword was driven with full force, its power surged dramatically, barely catching the successive attacks of the black giant maces.

The dark green youth opposite them manipulated the black giant maces with one hand and the golden wheel ring with the other, continuously launching attacks at the two of them.

Looking at Li Qingling who was struggling to hold on beside him, a murderous intent flashed in Chen Changqing's eyes as he looked at the dark green youth.

Raising his finger to point at the dark green youth, one thousand and eighty bolts of Azure Thunder converged, and three azure flood dragons condensed from his fingertips. Roar!

The three azure flood dragons roared angrily and all attacked the dark green youth.

Seeing this, the dark green youth was startled. Looking at the three flood dragons that were already close to him, he didn't know what he did, but he turned into a streak of escape light and distanced himself.

When he appeared again, he found that the azure flood dragons behind him were still chasing him. His gaze turned cold: "Biluo Heavenly Palace!"

An formless grand hall enshrouded the three flood dragons. Immediately afterwards, the three flood dragons were suppressed, and then little by little turned into nothingness.

Watching this move, Chen Changqing's gaze was slightly startled. His previously infallible Azure Flood Dragon Finger was completely resolved by the opponent with just this move. When he looked at the dark green youth, his gaze was filled with solemnity; this person was not easy to deal with.

He rarely encountered such a difficult Cultivator to deal with at the same Realm, and the opponent only had three layers of cultivation higher than him.

The dark green youth looked at Chen Changqing with equal solemnity. He had originally thought these two people would be very easy to deal with, but right off the bat, they forced out his trump card, and moreover, the consumption of this move for him was not small at all.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Biluo Heavenly Palace could still be maintained, he pushed his hands horizontally, and the Biluo Heavenly Palace slowly moved toward Chen Changqing and the other two. Chen Changqing and Li Qingling wanted to escape, but facing this palace, it was as if there was some kind of gravitational pull that tightly dragged the two of them down.