Chapter 37

Excitedly putting the Soul Dust into his space ring, Chen Ang began to pick the Night Creeper.

Feeling that cold touch, as well as the dense yin energy, a dazed look appeared in Chen Ang's eyes.

"No wonder."

This thing is also an undead-series material.

For a vengeful ghost, it is a good place to reside, and it can also absorb its power to strengthen the soul.

It is normal for it to drop Soul Dust.

After putting this material into his space ring as well, Chen Ang got up, prepared to leave.

Running wildly all the way.

Chen Ang was getting closer and closer to the Secret Realm exit.

But not long after.

A figure appeared in Chen Ang's field of vision.

【Congratulations, your enemy has arrived, but don't worry, he is not your match.】

A prompt appeared before his eyes.

Chen Ang stopped, raised an eyebrow slightly, and looked at that figure with surprise.

After looking carefully, he confirmed that he didn't know him.

However, when this figure saw Chen Ang, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, and immediately afterward, a look of wild joy appeared, and he came laughing.

"Finally found you, hahahaha, go to hell, kid!!"

Killing intent permeated.

Unconcealed.

He finished speaking.

And erupted with terrifying speed, like an afterimage.

"Speed talent, huh."

Chen Ang saw it.

But he became even more curious.

"Tier 2 aura, I wonder if he has any other talents."

Yes.

The enemy in front of him has the aura of a Tier 2 gifted one.

Whoosh~

A sound of breaking air rang out.

In almost the blink of an eye, the scar-faced man had already raided to Chen Ang's front, and a hundred-refined blade appeared in his right hand at some point, accompanied by a gale, attacking at an extremely fast speed.

"Sure enough, he has a second talent, Wind Attachment?"

Brilliance flickered in Chen Ang's eyes.

Wind Attachment, similar to the Lightning Attachment talent.

Although the man's attack speed was very fast, almost fast enough to make it difficult to react.

But Chen Ang was ultimately a step better, suddenly raising his right arm to block in front of him.

The hundred-refined blade slashed onto the arm covered in dragon scales, directly sparking and leaving a white mark.

Such a scene made the scar-faced man's expression change drastically, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. "How is this possible?!"

Although his strength was not powerful enough, relying entirely on speed.

But he was still a Tier 2 gifted one after all.

And relying on the bonus brought by speed, under a full-force strike, the power was also not bad.

Not to mention that his hundred-refined blade, under the blessing of Wind Attachment, also possessed a certain cutting function.

Such a strike, and it didn't even break the defense?!

"No, you, you're Tier 2?!"

At this time, he felt the aura on Chen Ang's body, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Chen Ang shook his head, not in a hurry to launch an attack, but asked calmly, "Can you tell me who sent you? Xie Kangning?"

The Blood Sect shouldn't have come so quickly.

Unless they have forces in the city.

Hearing this.

The scar-faced man's expression sank slightly, and then he grinned, revealing a cruel smile. "Didn't you already guess it?"

"But even if you guessed it, so what? You can only die here today."

He had already become vigilant.

After all, he knew about Chen Ang's talent.

That was Long Zhao.

He didn't expect it to really be able to evolve.

A Tier 1 Long Zhao was already powerful enough.

Evolving into Tier 2, he knew without thinking that it would definitely be even more terrifying.

But it only made him vigilant, not enough to make him afraid.

"The dragon scales only cover up to the shoulder position; the covered area has strong defense, but as long as I hit other areas, I can still kill him."

The scar-faced man thought to himself, his expression sharp.

The next moment, he took a step out.

There was wind blowing.

His figure disappeared along with the breeze.

Regarding this, Chen Ang was not panicked, just narrowed his eyes, his voice cold. "Very fast speed, but sometimes, fast speed doesn't mean everything."

"And..."

Chen Ang turned back abruptly, his Long Zhao clenched tightly, and under his cold gaze, he threw a punch.

"Who gave you the confidence to think you could kill me?"

The scar-faced man, who had arrived behind Chen Ang at some point and had already swung his blade at Chen Ang's neck, had his expression change instantly.

He only felt an oppressive aura rushing toward his face.

The hundred-refined blade fell and collided with that dragon fist.

On the blade, a gale was compressed and condensed, as if wind blades were attached.

Ordinary things could be easily sliced open under this blade.

But at this moment, facing Chen Ang's dragon scales, not only could it not slice open, but under the terrifying power of this punch, it was forcibly annihilated!

And Chen Ang didn't hold back at all, erupting with power once again.

With a "crack."

The hundred-refined blade also shattered.

"This kind of power, this is impossible!!"

Panic emerged in the scar-faced man's heart, and he roared out.

Not only was his attack position found by Chen Ang.

But this kind of power, he felt it.

It was almost more terrifying than the vast majority of Tier 2 gifted ones he had encountered, and far exceeded his own.

How could this be? How could this be?

This guy was clearly just a gifted one who had awakened not long ago.

Even if he evolved his talent, so what?

Why could he possess such terrifying power in such a short time?

His blade was not an ordinary blade.

"There's nothing impossible."

"Die!"

Chen Ang sneered, tearing out with a claw.

Like the arrival of death, facing this claw of Chen Ang, the scar-faced man felt a sense of suffocation.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but roar. "You can't kill me!!"