C1105 Calf Knife
C1105 Calf Knife
Hearing Han Chen's muttering, Li Mao, Xie Qufeng, Guan Xingke and the others were all startled, and turned their heads back to look at him.
The few of them were stunned, only to see Han Chen taking out a mission scroll.
"When did you get it?" Guan Tingxiao asked in confusion, "This is really strange. Weren't you always standing by our side?"
"That's right!" Han Chen laughed, "I have been standing here the entire time."
"Then why are you doing this?"
"The power of spatial teleportation?" Li Mao's gaze slightly sunk as he spoke with an expression of shock.
Han Chen laughed and nodded.
Indeed, from the very beginning, Han Chen had not moved a single inch. But even so, he only needed to lift a finger and he could use Spatial Force to move one of the mission scrolls into his own hands.
Everyone was surprised and sighed at the same time. Such a miraculous power of space was really enviable.
"Quick, let me take a look at the contents of this quest. What did you say earlier about a collective quest?"
Surprised, Guan Ye quickly ran over to Ye Xiao. His bright eyes were full of expectation.
"Buzz!"
But right at this moment, a wave of chilliness that was as cold as the wind assaulted Han Chen, and at the same time, a teasing voice that was especially indifferent came over.
"Give me what you have in your hand, as well as what you obtained from the Buddhist Sect."
Han Chen and his group were startled, they looked up and saw six people walking towards them.
The leader was a young man around twenty-five to twenty-six years old. His footsteps were steady and steady, while an especially powerful aura surged within his body. This aura was mixed with an extremely powerful Great Desolate Attribute.
"It's you guys?"
Lin Pu took a step forward, and said solemnly. He did not know the man in the lead, but behind him, there were two 'acquaintances'. They were Cen Ming and Ceng Can from the Cen Clan of the Southern Wasteland Continent.
The enemy's path was narrow!
Who would have thought that they would meet again in this place after more than a month?
"Cen Yan!" Li Mao frowned, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he stared at the young man in the lead.
"Li Mao, we will settle our accounts later."
The young man called Cen Yan glanced at Li Mao indifferently, his gaze returned to Han Chen, his right hand raised slightly, palm facing upwards, "Hand over the thing, I will not pursue other matters."
Although his words were calm, anyone could hear the aggressive tone in them.
Both Cen Ming and Cen Gen revealed a look of ridicule on their faces. Last time in the Great Xiong City, they were 'killed' by Han Chen alone and had to take back all the face they had lost today.
Receiving Cen Yan's hawk-like gaze, Han Chen's expression did not change at all. The corners of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile, and he said, "What if I don't give it to you?"
"Very simple. All of you will die today!"
A long and heavy sound was emitted from Cen Yan's mouth, the last word being 'die' was extremely forceful.
In an instant, the atmosphere between the two sides became tense. Xie Qufeng, Yang Dingjie, Lin Pu and the others were at loggerheads as their fighting spirit surged.
The commotion soon attracted the attention of the people around them. They all turned to look at the source of the commotion.
"That person is Cen Yan? Whose trouble is he looking for? "
"Who knows!" It would be troublesome if you were to provoke Cen Yan. "
"Those people are going to have bad luck."
Although Cen Yan's reputation was not as good as Ma Yuxuan's, and Xu Shan'er's few friends, there were quite a few who knew him.
The strongest genius of the Cen Family in the Southern Wasteland had a cultivation base at the eighth level of long habitat. Many of those present were extremely fearful of him.
"Die?" Han Chen shook his head and chuckled. With a move of his palm, he kept the mission scroll back into his bracelet of holding, a playful look in his eyes.
"With just you?"
With just you?
A simple four words was like the heaviest and most powerful counterattack.
Everyone present was startled, and started to speculate about Han Chen's identity.
"Who is that kid?" I've never seen it before! "
"You don't know yet, do you? His name is Han Chen and one month ago, he fought three talented experts at half-step into the eighth stage of the long habitat in Da Xiong City and injured two of his opponents, one of them being Cen Ming. "
"So that's how it is. The Cen Family is here for revenge."
The crowd became restless. There was no lack of people who had personally witnessed Han Chen fighting against three people at the Da Xiong City back then.
In their eyes, Han Chen had a very deep impression of them.
But so what if he defeated three geniuses who were half-step into the eighth stage of the long habitat?
This Cen Yan truly had cultivated to the eighth stage of the long habitat, and his control over the power of the Wasteland had also reached a very skilled level.
Looking at the current situation, Han Chen's side was not in a good mood, at least 80% of the observers thought so.
Hearing the surrounding chatter, Ma Yuxuan and Xu Shan'er calmly looked in their direction. The interest of the two wasn't great.
"Hmph, brat, you're about to die, and you're still being stubborn?" Cen Ming reprimanded in a low voice.
A cold light flashed at the corner of Han Chen's eyes as a chill suddenly surged out of his body. We don't have time to waste with you guys here. "
With that, Han Chen brought everyone and left.
However, how could the Cen Family let them go so easily? A cold smile appeared on Cen Yan's face, "You want to leave?" How could it be so easy? "
"Boom!"
In that instant, a monstrous aura exploded from Cen Yan's body. The strong wind was like a formless wave, causing the surrounding crowd to retreat continuously.
A ball of light akin to a gray flame rose from Cen Yan's back, a powerful and boundless Great Desolate Force sweeping out.
With Cen Yan at the center, the vast power of the Wasteland twisted the space, and countless grey vines like cracks began to appear on the stone tiles.
"Hiss!" "What a powerful power of desolation."
"Cen Yan really lives up to his reputation."
Everyone was shocked as they revealed stunned expressions.
The surrounding onlookers could clearly feel the tyrannical power of the Great Desolate Force. Some of them were relatively close while the others were slightly stronger. Their mouths were dry and their skin had become dark yellow and wrinkled.
"Heh, I'll show you what the power of the great wasteland is!" Cen Yan smiled sinisterly as he raised his hand, releasing a strong pressure.
The power of the great wasteland that lingered around his body suddenly rushed towards Han Chen. The dense gray light was like a wild beast, its vast and mighty might unstoppable. Wherever it went, dust would fly about, and the tiles on the ground would crack and change color.
However, facing such a majestic attack, Han Chen stood firmly in his original position, his pitch-black eyes did not reveal the slightest bit of panic.
Xie Qufeng, Li Mao, Guan Yue Xing and the rest all retreated. This kind of terrifying power was not something they could withstand.
"Boom boom boom!"
Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, the unstoppable power of the Wasteland directly struck Han Chen's body.
In the area between the two, the Desolate Force was spreading recklessly, the air was turning yellow, and the stone tiles on the ground cracked countless of times, as though they had gone through thousands of years of wind and rain, but this was only a change that happened in an instant.
Everyone couldn't help but marvel at the tyranny of the power of desolation once again
In the blink of an eye, Han Chen was submerged by the endless power of the Wasteland. The gray colored light was like a ghost flame that was spewing out of its mouth, and anything that appeared in front of it would be destroyed to the point that not even dregs would remain.
"That's it?" A surprised voice came from the crowd.
"What do you think? Cen Yan is not someone to be trifled with. Does that kid still have a way to survive? "
"You can't live with your own sins."
Just when most of the people thought that Han Chen had been killed by Cen Yan in one strike, "Boom boom!" With a huge sound, a layer of condensed gray ripples suddenly rose from the area where Han Chen had been submerged.
"Bang bang!"
A thick layer of the surrounding ground was instantly scraped off. The Great Desolate Force wantonly splattered outwards as that young figure once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Are you alright?"
"How is this possible?"
All of the people present were shocked. There wasn't the slightest bit of injury on Han Chen's body, and even the corners of his clothes weren't wrinkled in the slightest.
"Ha!" The corner of Han Chen's mouth raised into a mocking arc, a cold aura surged in his eyes, "Is this the power of the Great Desolate Force that you spoke of? "It's really terrible."
"What did you say?" Cen Yan's face sank.
"Let me teach you what the true power of the Great Desolate Force is."
"Buzz buzz!"
Just as Han Chen finished speaking, an even denser gray light surged out from his body, a gale suddenly rose, and the world turned dark. In the next moment, the power of the Wasteland released by Han Chen formed a world-shaking tornado, launching its fiercest counterattack at Cen Yan.
It was a shocking scene that shook the universe.
The entire city was in an uproar.
Cen Yan's pupils constricted. Before he could come up with a plan to deal with it, the violent, storm-like power of the Great Desolate Force rushed over like a magnificent army of thousands of men and horses.
"Boom boom boom!"
The space suddenly distorted, and the power of the Great Desolate Force from all directions immediately launched a crazy attack on Cen Yan.
The corrosive gray light was just like a poisonous fire that could penetrate through anything. In an instant, Cen Yan's defense was destroyed, and an endless amount of Great Desolate Force quickly invaded his body.
"Ah!"
Cen Yan's eyes were wide open as if they were about to split open. He tried to use all the Martial Spirit to withdraw the power of the great wasteland in his body, but to his horror, Han Chen's power was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to resist.
How is this possible?
Isn't the opponent only at the seventh stage of the long habitat?
Without any additional time to think, under the attack of the shocking power of the Wasteland, Cen Yan's body began to undergo a tremendous change. Cracks in the skin, flesh and blood, dry hair
A thick aura of death surged in his heart.