The master went down the mountain and met the beautiful CEO's fiancée

Chapter 370 Don’t Kill Me

"you wanna die!"

Zhao Chongshan was furious and raised his hand to attack, but before he could do anything, Yun Chen raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, squeezing it hard.

With a crisp sound, Zhao Chongshan's arm was dislocated.

"you……"

Zhao Chongshan's face was twisted in pain and turned the color of liver.

Yun Chen said slowly, "I am the Sect Master's direct disciple. I have been ordered to investigate the matter of the Japanese cultivators. I have the right to execute first and report later. Not to mention you, a city lord, even if your cousin came! He wouldn't dare to say anything. Now you still think you have the right to bark in front of me?"

Zhao Chongshan covered his dislocated arm, cold sweat trickled down his temples, and the rage on his face was gradually replaced by fear.

He staggered back two steps, his back slamming heavily against the courtyard wall before he could barely steady himself.

The dislocated arm felt a piercing pain, but compared to the pressure from the direct disciple of the Divine Thunder Palace, this pain was nothing to mention.

"I...I really don't know the details of Butler Jin's collusion with the Japanese..."

Zhao Chongshan swallowed his saliva and said in a tone of flattery: "He only mentioned it to me occasionally, saying that he could get rare cultivation resources. I was greedy at the moment and didn't stop him. I really didn't participate in their plan!"

As he spoke, he secretly observed Yun Chen's expression. Seeing that his eyes were still cold, he quickly added, "It was indeed me who ordered the killing of Butler Jin. He had an accident at one of his houses, and he found out that the Tianji Pavilion was investigating there. I was worried..."

Zhao Chongshan spoke more and more quietly, and finally stopped talking altogether.

Yun Chen snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped him on the other side of the face.

This time he used extremely strong force, directly blowing Zhao Chongshan away and smashing him into the corner of the wall.

boom!

Zhao Chongshan fell heavily to the ground, his head was dizzy and stars were in front of his eyes. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"Do you know what kind of people I hate most in my life?"

"First, he's ungrateful and treacherous; second, he's a traitor and a traitor..."

"But compared to the first type, what I hate most are traitors, especially... those traitors who serve as dogs for those beasts in Japan."

Yun Chen walked closer step by step, the spiritual power around him was faintly restless, and the air became hot.

Zhao Chongshan lay on the ground, looking at his cold eyes. He was so frightened that his soul was about to fly away. He rolled over and kowtowed: "I... I am not a traitor. I have nothing to do with them. It's all Butler Jin's fault... It's all him..."

"Snapped!"

Yun Chen raised his hand and slapped him again.

This slap was even more powerful, knocking out two of Zhao Chongshan's teeth. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, covering his face.

"You want to shift the blame to the dead now? It's too late!"

Yun Chen's voice was as cold as ice. "Butler Jin's mansion is hiding a Japanese cultivator. How could you, as the City Lord, be completely unaware of this? He's using the City Lord's Mansion to trade with the Japanese. Do you dare to say you didn't get any benefit?"

“I…I…”

"You what?"

Yun Chen stepped on Zhao Chongshan's chest, his force gradually increasing. "From the moment you acquiesced to Butler Jin's collusion with the foreign enemy, you've become an accomplice! And you still dare to use your cousin as a backer? How can the Divine Thunder Palace tolerate a parasite like you?"

Zhao Chongshan was stepped on so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his ribs were in great pain. He grabbed Yun Chen's trouser legs tightly, and his voice was hoarse and full of anger.

"Don't go too far. Even if you are a direct disciple, you have no right to punish the lord of a city. I am the lord of Panlei City."

"Really? Do you think I don't dare to kill you?" Yun Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhao Chongshan sneered, "It's not that I don't dare to kill you, it's that you can't kill you."

Yun Chen raised an eyebrow and was about to speak when he heard Zhao Chongshan roar with his neck stiffened: "Someone! Take this lunatic down for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of guards from the City Lord's Mansion rushed in from outside the courtyard, each holding a sharp blade and gathering spiritual power, and surrounded Yun Chen.

"Are you planning to kill people to silence them? Just you guys?" Yun Chen raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes were playful, without any worry.

"of course not!"

Zhao Chongshan sneered, turned over and broke free from Yun Chen's feet.

At this moment, several sharp sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came from the sky, and three monks holding Japanese swords came from the air.

They were dressed in black, with jade pendants with snake patterns hanging around their waists. The moment they landed, the soles of their boots crushed the blue bricks, and a powerful aura instantly dominated the entire venue.

"Japanese? You are indeed colluding with the Japanese!"

When Yun Chen saw the three people, his eyes instantly turned cold, and he turned to look at Zhao Chongshan with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Boy, you know too much. Blame it on you for being blind and ruining our plans."

Zhao Chongshan had a sneer on his face and looked at Yun Chen with a smug look.

"Go, kill him." As he said that, he turned around and waved at the three Japanese monks.

"You little brat from the Divine Thunder Palace, you've ruined the good deeds of our Yamato monks. I'll make you die here today!"

The Japanese monk in the lead had a vicious look in his eyes. Before he finished speaking, he drew his sword and stabbed it straight at Yun Chen's face. The sword wind, carrying a gust of blood, slashed towards Yun Chen's face.

The other three also attacked at the same time. Two of them surrounded Yun Chen from the flank, and the last one took out several poisoned darts from his arms and flicked them at Yun Chen's vital points.

Zhao Chongshan held onto the broken wall and laughed wildly: "Boy, you're dead! These are masters from Japan, equivalent to the late Jindan stage. You are no match for them!"

"It's ridiculous for a group of ants to try to shake a tree."

Yun Chen's expression remained unchanged. He lightly tapped his feet and his body floated up like willow catkins, easily avoiding the attack of darts and Japanese swords.

He clasped his palms together, and a powerful golden spiritual power suddenly surged around his body. A crystal wind blade condensed in his palms, and he slashed towards the leading Japanese monk.

The monk was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly swung his sword to block, but he did not expect that the wind blade was so sharp that it directly split the Japanese sword in half, and the remaining force continued to cut across his neck.

A line of blood appeared, and the monk groaned, covering his neck and falling to the ground. The blood instantly dyed the ground red.

The two Japanese monks who were flanking were shocked and angry. After looking at each other, they simultaneously pinched the magic formula, and two black mists emerged from their palms, turning into poisonous snakes and pouncing towards Yun Chen.

"Humph!"

Yun Chen snorted coldly, waved his left hand, and the golden spiritual power turned into a barrier to block the poisonous fog outside. He flicked his right finger, and several small wind blades broke through the air.

It hit them precisely between the eyebrows. Their pupils shrank and they died instantly.

"This this…"

Zhao Chongshan was so frightened by this scene that he turned around and tried to escape over the wall.

He was a master in the late Jindan stage, yet he was killed so easily by Yun Chen...

What kind of monster is this?

Yun Chen's eyes became fierce. How could he let him run away?

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, and a strong air wave surged from the ground, causing Zhao Chongshan to stagger.

Then, he raised his hand and grabbed it. The golden spiritual power turned into a giant hand, picked up the other person and slammed him to the ground.

"Don't... don't kill me..."