490: Yang's counterattack

"Young Master, I am willing to stand with you."

A flash of determination crossed the eyes of the young woman. During the time she had been trafficked, she had lived a life worse than an animal, but she still had not given up hope of living, because she wanted revenge.

"We are also willing to stand with you, Young Master."

At this moment, more than a dozen women chose to stand with Yang Lingchen.

"Very good. Take these weapons."

Yang Lingchen took out a pile of weapons from the haotian jade space and distributed them to these dozen women.

He continued, "I cannot guarantee that all of you will survive, but as long as you dare to fight, there is hope. It is still better than staying here and being ruined by them for the rest of your lives."

"The Young Master is right. We have had enough of the days of being ruined by them," an older woman said indignantly.

"Good. Now, I will kill my way out first. You act according to the situation. If there is a chance to escape, do so immediately. Do not worry about me; if I want to leave, they cannot stop me."

After saying this, Yang Lingchen held the dragon que sword and rushed out of the secret room.

"Sigh! Brother Jin, we are finished. We are going to be dragged to the black mine. I guess we will have to mine for the rest of our lives until we die. It is all because of that 9527. If it weren't for him winning and winning, we wouldn't have been sold here by Fatty Hu."

At this moment, Chen Xiaodao looked desperate.

"We can only blame ourselves. Sigh! I didn't expect that the two of us brothers, who have gambled our whole lives, would end up capsizing in a gutter. If I can leave the North Cotton Region alive in this lifetime, I will quit gambling forever."

Gao Jin said helplessly.

"Less nonsense! If you keep blathering, I will cut out your inner cores," the fierce man called Brother Hu shouted sternly.

Just then, Yang Lingchen's figure rushed out instantly. With a wave of his hand, a streak of white light flashed across Brother Hu's neck.

Before Brother Hu could react, his head flew off. At the same time, a suction force came from the yellow springs diagram, instantly sucking his soul into the yellow springs diagram space.

"Young Master, help!"

Gao Jin and Chen Xiaodao, as if seeing hope, knelt directly on the ground.

"If you want to survive, follow me and kill them all."

Cold Killing Intent rose in Yang Lingchen's eyes, and then he directly struck out two beams of Divine Origin Power, unlocking the Restriction on their cultivation levels.

"Thank you, Young Master."

At this moment, Gao Jin and Chen Xiaodao finally ignited hope for survival.

"Make do with these two weapons. I will be responsible for killing the enemy, and you two will be responsible for rescuing the other hostages."

Yang Lingchen threw two more weapons to them, then took the lead and killed his way outside.

"Woo... woo... woo...!"

Just then, the horn of alert sounded in the park, and a group of guards in black rushed quickly toward Yang Lingchen's location.

"Stinky brat, you cannot escape. Surrender now, and this old man might still leave you a dog's life."

An old man wearing a gray robe with cold eyes stared coldly at Yang Lingchen.

He really could not understand how a kid at the first layer of the Xuanzun Realm could escape from the secret room.

"Screw you, old man."

Yang Lingchen cursed angrily. At this moment, monstrous Killing Intent had already surged in his heart.

He swung his sword, and the Sword Qi, carrying a dazzling light, killed toward the gray-robed old man at extreme speed.

"Seeking death!"

A cold, murderous intent flashed in the gray-robed old man's eyes. He had not expected that the kid in front of him would dare to attack him first.

Just as the gray-robed old man was preparing to counterattack, he suddenly had an ominous feeling. Intuition told him that Yang Lingchen's sword strike was extremely dangerous.

Out of caution, the gray-robed old man wisely chose to dodge, yet he still underestimated the speed of Yang Lingchen's sword strike.

"Swish...!"

With a flash of white light, the gray-robed old man's arm instantly fell to the ground.

"Ah... ah...! How is it possible? How can you be so strong?"

The gray-robed old man's eyes were full of horror.

He could not believe that he, a dignified Cultivator at the eighth layer of the Xuanzun Realm, had actually been cut off an arm by a kid at the first layer of the Xuanzun Realm.

"There is nothing impossible. Go to Hell!"

Yang Lingchen's voice was like a messenger from Hell, extremely cold.

He swung the battle sword in his hand again, and a bloodthirsty Killing Intent instantly spread from the edge of his sword.

Seeing this, the gray-robed old man hurriedly swung his battle sword to block.

"Swish...!"

The dragon que sword broke through like bamboo, directly cutting off the gray-robed old man's battle sword. The Sword Qi did not stop at all and instantly swept across the gray-robed old man's neck.

Immediately, a huge head flew off.

Having dealt with the gray-robed old man, Yang Lingchen killed his way toward the manor's guards again.

Before encountering the Myriad Illusions Realm, Yang Lingchen would not let Nie Xiaoyu make a move. After all, he was out to gain experience, not to be pampered.

Under Yang Lingchen's slaughter, those Xuanzun Realm guards had no power to fight back in front of him. One by one, like tofu dregs, they were chopped in half by him.

At the same time, wherever Yang Lingchen went, he lifted the cultivation Restriction on all the trafficked hostages.

"Kill... kill all these beasts!"

At this time, the entire park was in complete chaos. Countless trafficked people, led by Yang Lingchen, began to fight back one after another.

Just then, a terrifying pressure came from afar, and then several figures flew rapidly toward this side.

Judging from their aura, their cultivation levels had all reached at least the Myriad Illusions Realm, and one of the old men in black had even reached the Myriad Illusions Realm Fourth Layer.

"Xiaoyu, I will leave the rest to you. Kill them all for me."

Yang Lingchen's tone was extremely cold. For these insane scum, he only wanted to kill them all.

"These people deserve to die. Even if you didn't say it, I would still kill them all."

Nie Xiaoyu's voice carried a cold Killing Intent, "You Human Race are too terrifying. These methods are even more cruel than those of demon Cultivators and ghost Cultivators."

"Xiaoyu, not all of the Human Race are such scum. I am very kind!" Yang Lingchen smiled awkwardly, "You absorb my Yang Qi every day, and I haven't even resisted!"

"Shameless?" Nie Xiaoyu chided coquettishly.

"If you dare to call me shameless again, I will let you starve for half a month." Yang Lingchen sent a serious Sound Transmission.

"Don't be like that, this servant was wrong." Nie Xiaoyu hurriedly apologized.

Just then, those terrifying figures landed in front of Yang Lingchen.

"Kid, you have quite a lot of nerve, actually causing trouble in my park."

That old man in black with a terrifying aura stared at Yang Lingchen like a poisonous snake.

"Old Scoundrel, no one can save you today." Killing Intent overflowed in Yang Lingchen's eyes.

After saying this, he held the dragon que sword and rushed toward the old man in black instantly. At this moment, his body was being controlled by Nie Xiaoyu.