Chapter 217

"That... I actually think Chen Ang won't join a club."

"Why?"

"Don't you think that with Chen Ang's personality, even when facing Liu Mo, he didn't have any tension or fear; shouldn't such a person choose to create his own club?"

179: Blue-Haired Woman, Killing Wei Cheng!

New Star Tower.

Not long after Chen Ang and Liu Mo left.

Whoosh.

A breeze blew past.

A figure appeared.

Looking at this figure, Su Xingyuan and Yu Wenbai's expressions changed instantly, and then without any hesitation, they hurriedly turned and left, not daring to say a word.

Even others were the same.

Only Zhao Sibo, looking at the person who came, stepped forward with a bitter expression and called out, "Boss."

"Little Xuan, where is the person?"

She asked, her gaze sweeping around, and after not seeing anyone, she couldn't help but frown.

The person who came was a woman, a sexy mature woman, with long blue hair draped over her shoulders, carrying a long saber on her back, and wearing a black and white tight-fitting combat suit.

"The, the person left."

Although he really didn't want to answer, Zhao Sibo could only bite the bullet and say.

Hearing this, the woman was stunned instantly. "Left, left?"

"... Yeah~"

"The power of Law, who took it?"

"... Liu Mo."

The woman's eyes instantly became dangerous, rubbing her fists and staring at Zhao Sibo, asking through gritted teeth, "Damn it, Little Xuan, you'd better explain clearly to me why you notified me so late, causing me to come so late and miss the power of Law."

"And that was the power of Divine Law!!"

"If you can't explain it clearly..."

"Heh."

With a sneer, the woman raised her foot and slammed it down abruptly.

Boom.

The ground shook.

Zhao Sibo's face turned pale instantly, and he hurriedly raised his hands. "Boss, don't, don't, don't, don't make a move yet, I think I can explain."

Just after finishing.

The next moment.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

Perished World.

Bang.

Chen Ang threw Wei Cheng, who was in his hand, onto the ground.

Just after landing.

Wei Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, killing intent flowing in his eyes; even though his left arm was twisted, his right arm launched an attack on Chen Ang abruptly, clearly having been waiting for this opportunity, and he roared, "Go to hell!!"

He threw a punch, and the fist actually revealed a metallic luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even transformed into sharp metal spikes, flashing with a pitch-black luster on top, as if covered by a layer of curse, making people feel heart-palpitations.

But...

"Die!"

Chen Ang's expression didn't have the slightest fluctuation; he twisted his head slightly to dodge this strike, and then his right hand erupted with Dragon Fist, hitting Wei Cheng's abdomen.

Squelch.

Wei Cheng widened his eyes, a look of disbelief appearing in his eyes, his whole body stiffening.

He slowly lowered his head to look at his abdomen.

With just one punch, it had actually pierced through his abdomen directly.

The power of death was constantly eroding Wei Cheng's body along Chen Ang's hand.

Making him feel his vitality fading frantically.

"You, let me go!!"

A look of fear appeared in his eyes; he felt the aura of death and couldn't help but start begging.

Only at this moment did he seem to discover that he was afraid of death.

And didn't want to die.

"Tch, begging for mercy now? It's too late, and if you had stayed tough, maybe I would have thought a bit higher of you."

"Now, you might as well go to hell."

After Chen Ang finished, a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, and the power of death erupted again, transforming into rolling black mist to swallow Wei Cheng.

"No, don't."

Wei Cheng shook his head frantically, erupting with his talent ability again.

His whole body was covered in metallic luster.

And then there was pitch-black mist permeating his eyes; while struggling, black mist also drifted out and attacked Chen Ang.

But unfortunately, this kind of ability was easily dodged by Chen Ang, who even said with disdain, "That's why I say, why do you have to come and seek death when you clearly don't have enough strength?"

"And killing Wei Kai was also because he was seeking his own death; and you actually came for revenge? Ridiculous."

After finishing.

Chen Ang threw another punch.

Squelch.

This punch pierced through the position of Wei Cheng's heart.

Blood splattered.

The heart shattered.

Wei Cheng opened his mouth wide instantly.

He felt the arrival of death.

Swallowed by black mist.

The light in his eyes flickered, staring fixedly at Chen Ang, revealing undisguised resentment.

Finally, under the swallowing of the mist of death, he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

But his gaze was still fixed on Chen Ang, as if waiting for something.

Chen Ang frowned slightly, then seemed to understand something and sneered. "The power of a curse? This thing is useless against me."

As he said this, on the surface of his body, faint, illusory, twisting wails rang out.

This was a type of curse.

The effect was unknown.

It originated from Wei Cheng.

Its power wanted to invade Chen Ang's power, but as soon as it touched Chen Ang's body, it was directly absorbed and transformed into energy to be stored.

Seeing this scene, Wei Cheng widened his eyes, revealing a look of disbelief.

He opened his mouth to say something, but ultimately it turned into a gradually cooling corpse, completely falling to the ground.

Clearly.

This curse ability came from his talent.

Chen Ang didn't know exactly what it was.

But he didn't care either.

Instead, he sighed at Wei Cheng's corpse and murmured, "Really, these guys, kill one and someone comes for revenge; it feels just like the protagonist in a novel, beat the small one and the old one comes."

"In the future, I'll just kill those who want revenge along with the enemies."

"So as not to be troublesome later."