Chapter 305: Bountiful Harvest Again!
Yang Chen’s figure slowly got out from the hard land. It couldn’t be helped but said that the second city lord was powerful, and this set of feathers formation could restrain the art of earth escape. The only downside was that it took time to restrict it and Yang Chen’s earth escape was faster and could not be blocked in time.
If Yang Chen had been in the same place, it would have given the advantage to the second city lord, that’s why he was not so sure.
However, it was already too late to say anything at the moment. Since Yang Chen decided and said his exclamation of execution, there was no room for relaxation.
In the face of the unconscious second city master, even though he was a master of the Dacheng realm, Yang Chen still had a way to make his death certain. Of course, Yang Chen would not use a simple sword to cut his head, but a relatively gentle way.
The reason why the body of the second city lord was not destroyed yet was still due to his consideration for his master Gao Yue. A full-fledged Dacheng realm monster core and corpse body, for any cultivator, was a precious priceless material.
Although Gao Yue had a praying mantis around her, Yang Chen did not mind adding one more Dacheng realm puppet. Especially the body of the second city lord was a fast flying goshawk, even Yang Chen’s current shuttle could not match it. Once his Master was in danger, it would serve as a good escape treasure.
It was not known how many people would beat their chest and stamp their feet in desperation, If they knew Yang Chen intended to use the body of the second city lord like an escape treasure for his master Gao Yue. To recklessly waste natural resources like this! It was the body of a master of the Dacheng realm, ah!
Speaking of it, perhaps the second city master was the quietest person to ever die in his hands, no struggle, no pain, no feeling. He lost his life while being in a coma. (now the author is just mocking him)
However, if the second city lord had a choice, he would never choose such a deadly method. Perhaps he had regretted the moment before the coma, maybe not, who knew?