Chapter 773 Overbearing Declarations
Overbearing Declarations
"If Longteng Academy dares to interfere, just exterminate them!" He Chuan said indifferently.
The crowd gasped, and the wide street fell silent.
If they dared to interfere, he would just kill them.
Even the Emperor of the Yangyang Empire wouldn't dare to make such wild claims.
After all, that was the Longteng Academy!
"Why aren't you attacking?" Ignoring the gazes around him, He Chuan ordered again.
"Wait!" Two figures emerged from the Lingyun Pavilion.
He was wearing a golden robe, and his hair was tied up in a Daoist bun. His every move gave off an extraordinary aura and a noble aura.
Behind him was a tight-fitting black suit. As he walked, he looked ferocious and carried a murderous aura.
Both of them were in their twenties or thirties, but it was obvious that the one walking in front had a more noble status and seemed to have a transcendent status.
"Fourth Prince!"
"Second Young Master Yao!" Lin Ruo'er's pupils constricted.
Fourth Prince Chu Yuan!
The Second Young Master of the Eight Treasures Pavilion, Yao Jiaquan!
Both of them had extraordinary status and status in the Imperial City. Not only did they represent the two top factions in the Imperial City, but they were also proud sons of heaven.
Now that they were interfering, things would probably be a little troublesome!
"Killing is strictly prohibited in the Imperial Capital, not to mention committing murder on the streets. What do you think of the laws of the Scorching Sun Empire?" Chu Yuan said coldly.
"Enough is enough. Why do you have to fight to the death?" Yao Jiaquan was obviously much more polite. His tone was gentle, and he looked like a peacemaker as he cheerfully said to He Chuan.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe Chuan did not answer.
"Miss Song, I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been?" Chu Yuan walked through the crowd and arrived in front of Song Lianhua. His arrogant expression suddenly softened, and he was full of smiles.
"Thanks to the Fourth Prince, everything is fine!" Song Lianhua's pale face regained some color, and she forced a smile.
He Chuan ignored Chu Yuan's gaze and walked straight towards Song Lianhua.
Song Lianhua subconsciously drew her sword and prepared to attack.
"Your name is He Chuan, right? Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Chu Yuan stood in front of He Chuan and smiled, but his voice was unusually cold.
Chu Yuan turned around and looked at Song Lianhua with pity.
It was already too much to destroy Miss Song's entire family. Now, he wanted to destroy the flower and kill Miss Song as well ruthlessly?
"Are you blind?" He Chuan cursed without hesitation.
"What did you say?" Chu Yuan's face was filled with disbelief. He even wondered if he had heard wrongly.
He was the Fourth Prince of the Yangyang Empire. His status was so high that even the Clan Leader of the Four Great Clans of the Imperial Capital would be humble when they saw him.
But now, He Chuan actually dared to call him blind in public!
"Which eye of yours saw me commit murder? As a flower protector, one had to wait for the right time." He Chuan said indifferently.
Chu Yuan was instantly enraged when he heard He Chuan curse.
A disciple from a second-rate city dared to be arrogant in the Imperial Capital!
As Chu Yuan's fist whistled, it condensed into a ferocious tiger that roared and charged at He Chuan.
Not good!
Seeing this, Yao Qiankun, who was explaining everything to his second brother Yao Jiaquan, and Lin Ruo'er were shocked. Their expressions turned grave.
Not only was Chu Yuan the Fourth Prince of the Yanyang Empire, but he was also a true Late Life Cultivation Realm cultivator.
Moreover, his cultivation base was strong, and he had been supported by the royal family since he was young. His true strength definitely far exceeded that of a peak Life Cultivation Realm martial artist.
Although He Chuan was a monster, he was only at the middle stage of the Life Cultivation Realm. How could he be his opponent?
He Chuan stood still in the face of the ferocious tiger.
The tiger roared and instantly crashed into He Chuan's chest.
The ferocious tiger collapsed in front of everyone's eyes. The fierce fist force bounced back and instantly climbed up Chu Yuan's arm.
With a cracking sound, Chu Yuan staggered back. His arm drooped weakly and was covered in blood.
It was obvious that his entire arm was broken!
"If you wanted to be a flower protector, he had to have that ability."
"A person who only used the lower half of his body to think would only bring shame to the royal family!"
His cold words spread out, and He Chuan's right hand instantly grabbed Chu Yuan's collar.
"What are you doing?" Chu Yuan was terrified.
He would never have thought that as a late-stage Life Cultivation Realm martial artist, not only could he not break through He Chuan's defense, but his arm was also broken.
Was this guy really only at the middle stage of the Life Cultivation Realm?
"For the sake of the Chu Emperor, I will spare your life today!" He Chuan's expression was cold as he suddenly pulled. He bent his right arm into an elbow and directly hit Chu Yuan's chest.
A shrill scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered rang out. Chu Yuan spat out blood and flew backward. He crashed into the middle of the road four to five meters away, causing countless passers-by to dodge in fear.
A dignified prince of the empire was actually beaten up and seriously injured on the street.
It was probably going to turn the sky upside down!
"Fourth Prince!" Yao Jiaquan was shocked.
Chu Yuan's identity was special. If he were to kill him rashly, it was very likely that he would incur the wrath of the royal family.
He Chuan naturally did not fear the imperial family of Yanyang, but it was not the time to completely fall out with them.
After all, the He family still needed time to grow!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe placed his hands behind his back and looked at Song Lianhua.
"You've reached the Heavenly Surge Realm?" Song Lianhua was completely scared out of her wits as she looked at He Chuan in shock. The hand holding the sword could not help but tremble.
"Get lost. For the sake of Baihe, I'll spare your life today!" He Chuan said coldly.
"But remember that the matter of framing has not ended, and the shame of that day will be avenged in the future."
The next time would be the time to kill the other party!
Song Baihe's sorrowful expression still appeared in his mind.
Even though he had awakened his past life's memories, he still had some inexplicable feelings and guilt toward Song Baihe.
Song Lianhua deserved to die. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ (f)ire
However, Song Baihe was innocent, and he was very likely to let her down in this life!
He Chuan ignored Song Lianhua and turned to look at Wei Jianning and Ren Xiaomeng.
Wei Jianning nodded obediently.
"You bad woman, you're not as good-looking as Sister Jianning and Sister Ruo'er, and you're so vicious." Ren Xiaomeng stuck her head out at Song Lianhua and made a face.
The two of them were speechless.
Wei Jianning's face was flushed, while Lin Ruo'er's face was filled with embarrassment.
"Kill them!"
The simple words floated over, and He Chuan's figure had already entered the Lingyun Pavilion.
Upon hearing this, Lin Ruo'er's eyes gleamed coldly as she struck out with her palm without hesitation.
As a maidservant, she naturally had to do whatever her master said.
He was just a disciple of the Qi family. Although it was a little troublesome, it was nothing to the Lin family.
The fierce palm wind instantly landed on Qi Hai's chest. Terrifying energy surged in, directly crushing his internal organs. He fell to the ground, and his vitality rapidly flowed away. He couldn't be more dead.
"Let's go too!" Lin Ruo'er clapped her hands in disdain and greeted Uncle Niu and the other two before turning around and walking into the Lingyun Pavilion.
Song Lianhua was completely dumbfounded. She stared in disbelief at the corpse that had fallen beside her feet and listened to the miserable screams coming from behind her. She was in a daze.
What was going on?
Not only did He Chuan not die, but he also destroyed the Song family and killed his father, Song Qin.