Crack...
The torn body fell to the ground, blood dripping, the smell of blood filling the air.
The people who were having a good time suddenly looked over, each one looking horrified at the scene.
"Ah..."
A woman who had come with her companion let out a horrified scream.
"Wow..."
Some people had never seen such a bloody scene before and vomited up the food they had just eaten at the banquet.
Wang Ying was also shocked, her face turning pale.
"How is this possible, what kind of martial arts was that just now? It tore Liu Wu's claws!"
"Is this kid really a waste? Are the rumors about the Xiang family false?"
"Look at his hands, there are such sharp claws, is he still human? This kid is a demon, definitely not human!"
The young men at the scene were in an uproar, backing away in horror, amazed by the power of Xiang Chen's move.
Wang Ying grabbed Ye Rou and couldn't help but step back.
Xiang Chen walked slowly towards Wang Ying, a fierce killing intent and a chilling demonic aura surrounding him, his eyes cold.
"Release my sister, or you will die today!"
Xiang Chen said coldly, the family's servants were already scared, retreating in horror.
"You little animal..." Wang Ying's face was ugly, although he had been somewhat shocked by Xiang Chen's move just now, he couldn't back down with so many people watching.
"Wang Ping, go and kill him!"
Wang Ying angrily ordered one of his lackeys.
Wang Ping, a strongman in the realm of the Hidden God at the Third Level of the Small Sky, had much stronger true energy than Liu Wu.
"Ying Shao, I..."
Wang Ping hesitated, also scared by Xiang Chen's recent attack.
"What are you afraid of? Do it, and I'll back you up!"
Wang Ying yelled.
"Okay..." Wang Ping had to muster up the courage and went out. A faint red true energy surged from his body, and his hands were surrounded by a faint flame.
He practiced martial arts with the true energy of the fire attribute.
"Xiang Chen, get lost if you know what's good for you!" Wang Ping roared, his courage rising, not looking at Liu Wu's body.
"Wang Ying, are you too afraid to face me in a battle and can only send your lackey to die?"
Xiang Chen sneered, not caring about Wang Ping at all.
"I am a strongman in the realm of the Hidden God in the Heaven Realm. I am not interested in fighting with you."
Wang Ying sneered, "Wang Ping, kill him!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ping roared, using his courage, and stepped forward, gathering a powerful true energy and striking out.
"Fire Cloud Palm!"
A loud bang...!
With this palm strike, a deafening sound erupted, and the true energy exploded, piercing through the body, creating a wave of heat.
"Good! Wang's high-grade Huang-ranked martial arts, Fire Cloud Palm. It is said that when it reaches perfection, it can explode steel and reach a temperature of over a thousand degrees. This palm strike must have reached a state of great accomplishment."
"Hehe, Xiang Chen is definitely doomed this time."
The people around cheered loudly, giving Wang Ping courage.
"Hoo..."
Xiang Chen roared and pounced like a fierce tiger, his claws tearing through the air, releasing a blast of explosive energy.
Boom...!
A loud explosion, Xiang Chen directly attacked the palm strike, a shockwave sweeping a few meters, and tables flying off.
Then, Xiang Chen actually directly tore through the palm strike with incredible speed, a step on the ground and a claw turned into a grab and swept towards Wang Ping.
His speed reached its limit, like a tiger leaping out of the gate.
Wang Ping was horrified, his martial arts, which he had been practicing for years, were so easily broken, he retreated to dodge, but Xiang Chen was faster. This grab was aimed at his heart.
"Ying Ge, save me, ah!"
Splat... Blood splattered, and Wang Ping let out a scream of imminent death, his chest pierced, and Xiang Chen appeared in front of him, crushing his heart with one grab.
Wang Ping's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and he spat out blood and fell to the ground.
"Whoever stands in my way today, I will kill them!"
Xiang Chen pulled out his hand, his tone icy.
"Brother, be careful!"
Just as everyone was shocked, Ye Rou shouted.
Boom...!
A powerful sword energy swept over, a faint red sword energy slicing through, the true energy was strong, and the edge was sharp.
Xiang Chen stepped back abruptly, and where he had just been, a deep two-meter-long sword mark was left by the sneak attack.
Wang Ying, wielding a three-foot white sword, made his move.
He was furious, and then, with a shout, he exploded with true energy, turning into a blur and rushing forward, a sword gathering powerful true energy.
"Finally, dare to make a move?"
Xiang Chen sneered, but did not dare to underestimate him, and gathered his strength to strike with a claw.
Wang Ying was a teenager's strongman in the realm of the Hidden God at the Sixth Level of the Mid-heaven Realm, and the Wang family had a great reputation and extraordinary strength.
It was rumored that he had opened the Hidden God, and awakened the talent of the martial soul.
"Die! Fire Cloud Sword Technique!"
Wang Ying roared, a sword gathering powerful true energy, this sword even unleashed true energy from his body, turning into a red sword light, the sword condensed a six-foot sword light piercing through.
Boom...
The clash of sword and claw sent out a powerful shockwave.
Their internal powers also clashed.
Then, Wang Ying struck out with his other fist, a fierce and hot force breaking through the claw shadow.
Bang!
This punch hit Xiang Chen's body, and Xiang Chen crossed his arms to block it, but was continuously forced back by the impact.
Then, Wang Ying's body turned into a lightning bolt in the shape of a "Z," and a sword thrust straight towards Xiang Chen's head.
Xiang Chen's reaction was astonishing, instinctively twisting his body and avoiding it, the sword passing just above his nose, grazing Wang Ying as they brushed past each other.
But in an instant, Wang Ying immediately swung his sword again, a faint red sword energy slashed on the ground, leaving a long gash, slashing towards Xiang Chen.
Xiang Chen snorted, kicked Wang Ping's body, which collided with the sword energy, and with a splash, was split open, blood splattering.
Then, Xiang Chen rolled to dodge and grabbed Liu Wu's big knife. The knife weighed nearly a hundred pounds, but at this moment, it felt as light as a feather in Xiang Chen's hands.
"Die!"
He grabbed the big knife and charged forward, gathering a fiendish aura from within, and viciously struck out with the knife, releasing a dazzling golden light, slashing towards Wang Ying.
Wang Ying raised his sword to block, and with a clang, the sword and knife clashed, unleashing an incredibly powerful force, directly blasting Wang Ying back seven or eight meters.
Wang Ying's arms were numb, looking at Xiang Chen in disbelief, how could this little animal's strength be so astonishing?
But Xiang Chen directly charged towards his sister, the most urgent thing was to get his sister out of there.
"Don't think you can rescue her from me!"
Wang Ying roared, and a more terrifying sword energy surged from him, a faint red phantom sword appearing above him!
The Sword Soul!