Chapter 637: Chapter 637: Bloodline
Seeing Yang Tianchuan’s eyes, casually sizing up Mr. Zhong and his representatives’ faces, he calmly said, "It’s been ten years since we last met. It seems everyone’s courage has grown."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhong’s face turned pale.
They knew this had started from autumn.
It was just that the pressure of having eliminated Ares had already existed. Faced with Yang Tian’s question, they dared not speak up, kneeling with their heads down, incessantly praying.
Oh dear.
Soon, the Hanluo Taoist slowly stood among the various sect representatives, bowed slightly to Yang Chuan. "Mr. Yang, you can’t blame me. Adults shouldn’t dwell on minor faults of insignificant people, but rather preserve the face of routes and the identity of similar cultivators. What do you think?"
"Good! I’m a bit confused!
The Dragon Water Seal is like this."
"Please, Mr. Yang, do not argue with me."
After his long speech, others quickly apologized to Yang Chuan.
Then, Yang Tianmeng represented: "Yang Xiaowu is a senior in the Chinese Cultivation World known by the heavens as Long Shui Taoist.
He is highly respected."
Hearing these words, Yang Chuan quietly gazed at Long Xiu Daoist.
However, when those in the capital saw Yang Chuan’s gaze, they smiled and greeted him.
His bold stance earlier was due to the reputation of the Chinese Realm.
In Huahua, just offending him would imply antagonizing the entire Chinese cultivation realm.
Being utterly defeated, in his presence, others could only act subservient as juniors!
He saw that although Yang Chuan did not appear weaker than him, in Hee Yangchuan, the Chinese people, the Yang Family is in China!
A thousand miles, a barrier, what would he do!
That is to say, Yang Chuan had identified all the Zhong representatives present.
His status would reach new heights through this action!
But just as Long Shui Taoist entertained these thoughts, Yang Chuan suddenly said calmly.
"What?"
Long Xiu Daoist, hearing this, his expression changed, smiling he said. Of course, Lu Daoist also knows Mr. Yang is a Tang Dynasty myth.
With this, Long Xiu Daoist began to question Yang Chuan in an adult’s tone.
He believed that standing on such moral high ground, regardless of one’s strength, one should tread carefully when attempting to act.
He realized he underestimated!
That Yang Chuan was indeed unconventional.
In pursuing one’s true intentions, one shouldn’t be bogged down by mundane principles!
In Yang Chuan’s eyes, anyone daring to threaten his family, whomever they may be, cannot be forgiven!
Yang Tian rose slowly. His eyes narrowed.
Yang Chuan stepped forward.
Instantly, a formidable pressure emanated from Yang Qianli, personally pressing Long Capital’s body, forcing him to kneel.
"You..."
The commander wanted to speak angrily.
But Yang Chuan gave him no chance to speak, directly saying, "What are you! Can you accuse others of their original intentions? Those who respect me and follow their heart, I don’t provoke. Others provoke me, and they’re doomed!
With a wave of Yang Tianmeng’s hand, a breeze instantly swept to the right.
The representative on the right from Zhong remained motionless, turning to ashes.
Yang Chuan said, "You took the absence of the clan’s guardian as an opportunity to threaten my family, to protect oneself and one’s family from death, can you not kill them?"
Palm swinging to the left, those sect representatives on the left also met the same fate.
"Though you were originally Chinese, you cannot represent all of China. You have succumbed to followers, unworthy to be Chinese. Such people deserve death.
As the words fell, Yang Chuan finally waved a palm, obliterating the remaining representatives of the Zhong Sect through Yang Tianhe.
Arrogantly satisfied, Yang Chuan said to a stunned audience: "You... you killed them all... you’re a demon," he said. "Don’t you fear the anger of the entire Chinese Cultivation World?"
"So what? If they wish to oppose me, as you said, I’ll slaughter them all."
Yang Chuan spoke thus. His hands swung left and right, directly pushing down towards Long Shui’s direction.
In the Chinese Cultivation World, renowned Indian bloodlines became powerless under Yang Chuan’s grasp.
Raging madly, a thousand miles concealed.
Killed them all.
Stepping out a few steps quickly crowded Yang Family’s great hall.
Willie witnessing this scene, forgot to breathe!
The Yang Chuan before him indeed lived up to rumors as a living God of the underworld!
But while cultivating demonic arts, Yang Tian, reciting poetry, killing with every step, the situation seemed undecipherable, overwhelmed today.
Moreover, although they were lofty ridges, they died like dogs before Yang Chuan.
So these representatives from Zhong mean nothing!
Shen Qiangqiang and others were also startled by Yang Tianchuan’s bold attack, yet felt exhilarated.
On this planet, one might say there are two millions.
Now with everyone dead, the problem arises!
As if hidden meanings revealed, Yang Chuan and representatives from Han Sect, backed by China, claiming it represented the entire Chinese Realm!
These were elite experts of varying forms!
Now Yang Chuan had killed them all, how would these religious factions respond?
Hence, Shen Yuanqiang breached, immediately saying, "Open your mouth! I don’t know the old man, don’t know now, we succeed down the righteous path, but what happened, then we can only prepare in advance, Yang Family remains in China!"
"Indeed!"
Heavenly Sword Master also nodded slightly, saying, "They are representatives of various forms, each sentence conveys representation. Now we coerce with the Jiang family, implying a clear processing, wasn’t it too good. All of Chinese Cultivation World, haha Mack Zach Cico like this talking, as our public outlets in the world are enemies?"
"Sky" bro"
Qi Lihualan looked at Yang Chuan with a worried expression.
Shen Yuan 1556 kilometers, like Heavenly Sword Master’s words, the Yang Family boasted robust strengths over two days, though fearless, the Yang Family as is, suffers lying down.
If anything arose then, wouldn’t it plunge Yang into peril?
But Yang Chuan said, "No matter, it’s already planned, don’t worry."
"Plan? Yang chap, what plan could you have?"
Then, curiosity arose in Shen Yuanqiang.
Liang Chuan, now attentively in front, knelt, smiled at William smilingly saying, "Chinese Cultivation World, if indeed plural Xin Atu, we all are discovered, but if no Xin Atu, who are you?"
Did you vanish?
Upon hearing this, everyone was bewildered.
But afterward, they understood what Yang Tianchuan meant by his words.
No Xin Atu?
Was Yang Chuan planning such a thing.
In northern Greece, trapped in the palace atop Mount Olympus Stephanie Peak.
Second instance, Zhang Sipu, richly wrapped in formal attire, Jin Ming knelt mercilessly, hesitatingly, showed silent reverence to a stopped figure.
Those attending here were clearly valuable on this planet, very precious indeed.
Each was a recognized governance leader, awed however they were, nothing went unnoticed. They were great marshals of nations, akin to royalty or princes!
Moreover, the nations backing them were almost all world powers, though appearing slightly weaker, not penetrating might arouse concern!