Bei Haisheng's strength was undoubtedly considerable. No Ning Sha martial artist could underestimate any Tiangang martial artist, and Chen Yuan took him very seriously.

However, this did not mean Chen Yuan lacked confidence.

On the contrary, having fought Lin Beihan, Chen Yuan's confidence soared. The Qi of Evil entered his body, and his strength skyrocketed, making him more than capable of dealing with a Tiangang martial artist!

Moreover... Chen Yuan still had the Blood Evil Saber as his trump card.

It would definitely give Bei Haisheng a big surprise!

Chen Yuan had long been aware of his information. From the moment he killed Bei Le, no, even before Chen Yuan killed Bei Le, he had already speculated about Bei Haisheng's strength.

He was indeed a Tiangang cultivator, but definitely one of the more mediocre ones among Tiangang martial artists. Furthermore, he was getting old and his vitality was declining. Unless he had secretly hidden his strength, it would not be too difficult for Chen Yuan to kill him.

This time, Chen Yuan didn't need to worry too much. Even the leader of the Changle Gang wanted him dead; no one could protect him.

Chen Yuan even felt that if he failed, Shi Yunlong might have to take action himself.

To be honest, when he learned from Tao Qingyuan that he could act immediately, Chen Yuan was somewhat excited. Besides the long-held desire to kill, fighting a Tiangang martial artist was something Chen Yuan was quite looking forward to.

Only by constantly clashing with the strong could Chen Yuan grow faster.

And he, unknowingly, had already gone from a small Lian Pi martial artist just entering the martial path to a level where he could fight a Tiangang martial artist. A few months ago, this was unimaginable.

That's why some people suspected that Chen Yuan had definitely hidden his strength before.

Even with great talent, it was impossible to ignore the laws of cultivation. This had been passed down in the world for thousands of years.

Listening to Chen Yuan's confident demeanor, Tao Qingyuan stroked his black beard and became increasingly satisfied. Young people should be so energetic!

Most martial artists in this world became famous when they were young, and those who accumulated knowledge and then erupted were rare.

"Good, then Bei Haisheng is up to you!"

Tao Qingyuan felt extremely cheerful.

He swept away the depression caused by the pressure from Tang Qian, Fan Nan, and Fa Hai. Now, the Green Flood Dragon Society had suffered heavy losses, and the Changle Gang had also suffered great losses.

Unless something unexpected happened, they shouldn't have any ideas for several years.

The only thing that made him somewhat worried now was the behemoth of Jinshan Temple. There were two Tongxuan experts on the surface alone, and Fa Hai, a Tongxuan peak expert.

No wonder it could become a unique existence in the Nanling Jianghu.

Its reputation was well-deserved!

What method should he think of to weaken Jinshan Temple's strength?

"Then this subordinate will take his leave!"

Chen Yuan cupped his fist.

"Go..."

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......

The night was deep and the wind was still.

Inside the Bei residence, all was quiet. Most of the guards and servants were silently asleep, not daring to make a sound.

Ever since the Changle Gang launched a counterattack against the Green Flood Dragon Society last night, Bei Haisheng had been wearing a dark face, exuding an aura of indifference that kept people away, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressed.

All of this was clearly perceived by the servants of the Bei residence.

They were afraid of running into their master at his angriest moment.

The last time Bei Haisheng was so angry was when his son's head was chopped off. At that time, someone sewed Bei Le's body together with a wrong thread, and Bei Haisheng directly blasted him to death with a palm.

Inside the room.

A lavish banquet was laid out, and Bei Haisheng was drinking wine expressionlessly, without touching the chopsticks, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

He was waiting for Shi Yunlong!

From the moment he didn't notify him when he took action last night, Bei Haisheng had already vaguely foreseen his fate. Perhaps it was death, or perhaps his cultivation would be abolished and he would be exiled.

In the end, he hadn't guessed correctly. Shi Yunlong was very angry about him giving the Changle Gang's information to the Green Flood Dragon Society, and had even made him feel a murderous intent.

Originally, Bei Haisheng could have left secretly, but he didn't. He wanted to see Shi Yunlong one last time.

As for the confidants he had promoted, most of them had already defected to Shi Yunlong's faction, and the remaining loyal ones had all died in last night's conquest.

If he still couldn't see anything, then he wouldn't deserve to be called Bei Haisheng.

Around him, there were two spiritual tablets, one for his son Bei Le, and the other for his deceased wife, both of whom were very important to him.

He might not live past tonight, so he should take another look while he could.

It was a pity that Chen Yuan had been hiding in the Sky Patrol Division and wouldn't come out, so he couldn't find a chance for a desperate blow.

Now, he only hoped that Shi Yunlong could spare him a few days to avenge himself, considering his hard work and great achievements.

He drank cup after cup of wine. In a short time, a pot of fine spirits was finished, but there was no sign of drunkenness on his face. The wine flowed into his stomach and was still broken down by Gang Qi.

After waiting for a long time, a gleam flashed in Bei Haisheng's eyes. Could it be that he had guessed wrong? Shi Yunlong didn't intend to attack him, but only warned him not to interfere in the gang's affairs anymore?

If so, it seemed to fit his hopes.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid that after he died, no one would be able to avenge Bei Le.

He undoubtedly hated Chen Yuan very much. After Bei Le died, he had people investigate very clearly. There was no grievance between Chen Yuan and Bei Le, and he had gone to Listening Rain Pavilion that day to take Bei Le's life.

Why!

He didn't provoke him, but he wanted to kill his only son?

Just to stand up for those lowly people?

'Whoosh whoosh...'

Outside, the cold wind blew, stirring up some clothes in the residence.

"Bang!"

A gust of strong wind suddenly blew open the tightly closed door.

Putting down the wine cup he had brought to his mouth, Bei Haisheng took a deep breath:

"Since you're here, have a drink."

He didn't say anything about the gang leader. At this point, there was no need.

"Vice Gang Leader Bei is indeed very hospitable."

A faint voice entered Bei Haisheng's ears, causing him to frown slightly, his eyes vigilantly staring at the door. He was very familiar with Shi Yunlong's voice, and this wasn't his voice.

On the contrary, it sounded like the voice of a guy he hated immensely.

Could it be him?

Chen Yuan, dressed in black, slowly descended from the void, standing calmly at the door, exchanging glances with Bei Haisheng in the room.

The air froze for a moment. Neither of them spoke.

In the end, Bei Haisheng spoke first, his eyes fixed on Chen Yuan:

"You dare to come to the Bei residence?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Chen Yuan smiled.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Bei Haisheng suppressed the murderous intent around him, suspecting that there was someone behind Chen Yuan, otherwise, how dare he come alone to seek death?

"Of course I'm afraid of my own death, but if it's someone else who's dying, then there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Arrogant..."

Bei Haisheng snorted coldly.

"Your death was already destined. Your life is Shi Yunlong's pledge of allegiance to the imperial court. I'm here today to send you to the afterlife. Your son is already dead. What's the point of you being a father anymore?"

Chen Yuan reached out and grasped the Yanling Saber in his hand.

Bei Haisheng stood up. Hearing what Chen Yuan said, his heart sank. Shi Yunlong was using him as a pledge of allegiance!

He was truly blind to have helped him to the position of gang leader!

"You really came alone?"

"If you want to fight, then fight. Chen is very eager to try your skills!"

Chen Yuan grinned, looking at Bei Haisheng with a hint of provocation.

With a trump card to fall back on, Chen Yuan wanted to experience fighting a Tiangang martial artist, and even have a hearty fight!

The evil qi that poured into the dantian from the Blood Evil Saber was pure, but increasing too much cultivation in a short time was somewhat superficial and needed a good fight.

"With just you!"

Bei Haisheng sensed the surroundings, confirmed that no one was watching, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

He had wanted to kill Chen Yuan before but couldn't. Now that he had主动送上门求死，he was naturally ecstatic. Looking back at Bei Le's spiritual tablet, Bei Haisheng shook his body, and a layer of light blue Gang Qi enveloped him.

Protective Gang Qi!

This was the symbol of a Tiangang martial artist, difficult to harm with ordinary swords. It was the biggest difference in level in the Ning Gang realm. The strength of the whole body increased geometrically. If ordinary evil qi could only spread to a range of ten feet, then the power of Gang Qi was nearly thirty feet.

Powerful Gang Qi techniques, such as cutting out a blade of light, were at least fifteen feet above, and powerful ones were over thirty feet!

"With just me!"

Chen Yuan bent his legs and shot out suddenly, like a bullet out of a cannon, slamming into Bei Haisheng at an extremely fast speed. He grasped the hilt of the saber in the void.

The light of the saber condensed, it was the drawing sword technique!

"Bang!"

The Yanling Saber stained with evil qi directly opened Bei Haisheng's protective Gang Qi, but it was taken by his palm. Bei Haisheng's palms emitted a powerful Gang Qi.

His palms turned black and enlarged slightly, becoming extremely rough in an instant, 空手接白刃!

"What pure evil qi!"

Bei Haisheng's eyes narrowed.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

Chen Yuan concentrated and gathered his energy, mobilizing all his strength. He turned the blade, and the sharp tip of the blade suddenly slashed. Evil qi and Gang Qi collided, Bei Haisheng's palms loosened, and he moved his feet, directly blasting towards Chen Yuan's chest.

Chen Yuan didn't meet it head-on. He exerted force with his feet and retreated several feet.

He knew that Bei Haisheng's strong point was a pair of iron palms. When he was young, he was known as "Iron Palm" Bei Haisheng, 九死亦无生!

Bei Haisheng's expression was calm. Although he was surprised by the purity of Chen Yuan's evil qi, he didn't react too shockingly. Chen Yuan could kill Lin Beihan head-on, which proved that he definitely had some skills.

He wasn't at all vigilant.

Chen Yuan retreated, and Bei Haisheng attacked, retreating all the way into the small courtyard. Stepping on the ground, Chen Yuan stopped retreating, mobilizing the evil qi in his dantian, surging onto his right arm.

At the same time, the Yanling Saber fell into his hand, and the Vajra Glazed Body was fully activated. His right fist contained a terrifying power. He stepped down, and the ground shook.

"Bang!!!"

Fists and palms collided, Gang Qi and evil qi clashed, making a huge booming sound, as if someone had suddenly detonated gunpowder, and a heat wave dissipated in the void.

In an instant, Chen Yuan retreated three steps, his eyes focused.

Bei Haisheng only took one step back, but the qi and blood in his body surged non-stop!