Chapter 11 Black robes are like ink and white clothes beat snow(1/2)
Ye Chen’s location.
A young man in a golden robe arrived. He explored the surroundings and raised the corners of his mouth leisurely: "The space is moving!"
"He actually has innate control over the power of fire and ice, as well as the rare power of space."
"Such a powerful three forces of heaven and earth."
"No wonder."
"Is this the reason why Mr. Long accepted him as his disciple?" the golden-robed young man said calmly.
He returned to the outer gate and lowered his eyebrows slightly.
Seeing the young man from the Murong family turning into ice cubes, I was a little shocked.
"A powerful method comparable to earth-level martial arts."
"It's indeed a bit tricky!" The young man melted a raging flame in his palm and quickly dissolved Ye Chen's ice control magic.
His martial arts skills are enough to resist apprentice magic.
However, the young man from the Murong family who was frozen by Ye Chen suffered heavy injuries all over his body, barely surviving and almost died on the spot.
When everyone saw this, they all left in panic.
They already understand that Ye Chen's strength is not simple.
Of course, more people are just watching in secret.
A corner of Beishan.
Ye Chen looked at everyone leaving and muttered.
If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?
However, looking at this situation, people from the Dawu Dynasty are probably involved.
That guy is probably a disciple of the royal family.
Ye Chen roughly guessed the identity of the young man in golden robe and felt uneasy inside.
No matter what they want to do.
As long as I am strong enough, I will not be threatened by them.
Now that we are in a bad situation, we need to speed up our practice.
Ye Chen touched his chin.
Remembering the agreement with Elder Li Damo, he went straight to the inner gate.
As long as he quietly becomes an inner disciple, he will not be easily discovered.
Tianlan Wufu, inner gate.
There are thirty-six peaks, and an elder is stationed on each peak.
Thirty-six factions of the inner sect were formed.
Desert Peak.
In this era, it was at the top of the thirty-six peaks.
Zhang Jianling, the chief disciple of his mountain peak, has outstanding strength and ranks first in the inner sect examination, becoming the inner sect's senior brother.
therefore.
This year in Qingfeng Town, Li Damo and Zhang Jianling were the representatives when it came to recruiting disciples.
Close to Desert Peak.
Ye Chen looked away from a distance.
At a glance, he saw the Tianjiao senior brother, Zhang Jianling, who was carrying a long sword and wearing a bun.
He was walking down the steps step by step, as if he was saying goodbye to the woman beside him.
On the mountain peak.
Li Damo put his hands behind his back and looked around when he suddenly spotted Ye Chen.
His expression suddenly changed in shock, and when he met Ye Chen's gaze, a smile appeared on his lips.
Then he jumped over and appeared in front of Ye Chen.
"Little friend Ye Chen, what kind of wind brought you here!" Li Damo smiled and said with a flattering face.
Recalling the arrogant inner sect elder, his appearance made Ye Chen feel uncomfortable for a while.
"It doesn't have to be like this, just call me Ye Chen."
"I came to see Elder Li for the things we agreed on before."
"Bai Yushan has entered the Tianlan Wu Mansion. Logically speaking, I can enter the inner gate." Ye Chen said calmly.
When Li Damo heard this, he agreed without saying a word.
"If you want to come, you can worship under the Desert Peak today and become an inner disciple." Li Damo said, patting his chest.
Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, it's settled."
Things went surprisingly smoothly.
Li Damo and Ye Chen were preparing to climb into Damo Peak.
By chance, I bumped into Zhang Jianling and that attractive-looking woman approaching.
They all turned their attention to Ye Chen.
The latter has a slim figure, is dressed in a black robe like ink, has bright eyes and white teeth, is handsome and unrestrained.
In terms of appearance, she crushes Zhang Jianling's rigid square face.
"How dare the outer sect disciples enter the inner sect?"
"Leave quickly, don't blame me for being rude to you!" As soon as they met, Zhang Jianling scolded Ye Chen with his hands behind his back.
Judging from his majestic tone, he sounded like a big brother.
Ye Chen didn't pay too much attention.
He turned his attention to the beautiful woman in white clothes and beautiful face next to him, who also looked at Ye Chen.
A pair of charming red phoenix eyes met Ye Chen's eyes.
Her appearance and temperament are unparalleled, and her cultivation strength is even more powerful and unpredictable.
The spiritual energy within the body is released outwards, reaching the level of a martial artist.
"Outer disciple." The woman said with a smile.
The voice was very ethereal, and a beautiful smile bloomed on his face.
She was confirming her suspicion.
My father said that that great guy was an outer disciple who had hidden himself deeply.
around.
Zhang Jianling saw Ye Chen ignoring him with an ugly face, and immediately snorted coldly: "Humph."
"Little outer disciple, didn't you hear what senior brother said? Are you deaf?"
"Get out of here quickly, don't stand here and be an eyesore, otherwise, I have the right to kill you on the spot." Zhang Jianling said with a fierce look.
The temper of the inner eldest brother is evident.
He misunderstood that the woman's implicit meaning was that she looked down on Ye Chen, a young outer disciple.
However, Ye Chen's attitude was still calm and indifferent.
He frowned slightly and said, "Kill me? You can definitely try."
"Seeking death!" Zhang Jianling became angry, his face flushed, and he drew his sword directly.
As soon as the sword was unsheathed, he actually had murderous intentions.
Ye Chen frowned and remained motionless, with no intention of evading at all.
Until the sword energy came to him, two momentums suddenly rose up, instantly smashing the sword that Zhang Jianling was wielding into pieces.
"stop!"
"stop!"
The two scolded at the same time.
Li Damo's face was gloomy.
He raised his hand and slapped Zhang Jianling on the face.
There was a sound of "pop."
To be continued...