Ye Huan's face was calm, but Ling Qingzhu's pretty changed drastically, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

"Song Longcheng, do you have a grudge with him?" Ji Yunxin asked with a sneer.

"If it weren't for your disciple, this guy would have died in my hands!" Song Longcheng said coldly, as if he had a hint of dissatisfaction.

"My disciple?" Ji Yunxin frowned immediately, a little confused.

Song Longcheng stood in the void and said lightly: "I want to kill this young man, but your disciple Ling Qingzhu is in the same group as him. She asked Ling Feng to take action and use the power of Beidou Pavilion to force me to stop."

"Qingzhu?" Ji Yunxin turned around and frowned slightly.

"Master, Ye Huan has great kindness to our Suxin Sect. He really gave us a very important treasure. He is the benefactor of our Suxin Sect!" Ling Qingzhu said anxiously.

Whether it is the method of directly absorbing spirit stones or the inheritance of this Jiujian Immortal, it is a huge secret that prevents her from spitting out in front of so many people.

"snort!"

Ji Yunxin snorted coldly in dissatisfaction.

"Today, I will kill this Ye Huan. I don't need you to take action. You just need to take care of your Suxin Sect's people." Song Longcheng said lightly.

What he wanted was the secret of Ye Huan. These things must not arouse the interest of people in the ancient world, so he didn't want anyone to get involved.

"Yes, I just want this girl!" Ji Yunxin pointed at Yang Shan.

After a few short words of exchange, the two of them had already arranged everything, as if everything was steadily taken into account.

"Since you've fallen into the trap, Ye Huan, who can save you today?"

In the void, Song Longcheng said in a cold voice. One of his arms stretched out, and his thick internal force suddenly surged, surging wildly in his body.

The violent internal force slowly condensed in Song Longcheng's palms and rotated wildly, as if there were sword lights around him that could cut the void.

In a blink of an eye, these internal forces condensed and turned into a small tornado, held in Song Longcheng's palm, only the size of a basketball.

But no one dares to underestimate the small tornado formed by internal force, which contains violent internal force enough to crush steel.

"Lao Dao Huang, aren't you going to stand up for this young man? Now, you can take action!" Ji Yunxin sneered and mocked.

Huang Laodao's face changed. He really admired this young man and wanted him to join Qingyun Temple, but he was like Ji Yunxin, and he was in the third level of innateness.

And Song Longcheng is at least a powerful man on the fifth level of the innate level, and they are not able to fight.

"Senior sister, please help Brother Ye Huan, he is a good person!" Ning Xiaoyi's big eyes showed a hint of worry and begged.

Ling Qingzhu smiled bitterly. Whether it was friendship or kindness, she was willing to help Ye Huan, but now, it was no longer her turn to intervene here.

"Ye Huan!"

Yang Shan and others were also extremely worried. This Song Long City looked too powerful and terrifying, and even this woman was far inferior. How could Ye Huan resist such a powerful enemy?

Lin Wei's parents had already trembling. They had also heard of Song Longcheng's reputation. If such a big man appeared, they dared not say a word now, so they could only suppress Lin Wei and prevent her from talking too much.

"Song Longcheng, give me Qingyunguan a face, how about letting go of this young man? Just think that I Qingyunguan and owe you a favor!"

Huang Laodao said with a fist.

It seems that he really likes Ye Huan, a favor among the eight major sects in the ancient world, is very valuable.

"no!"

Song Longcheng was extremely cold. The small tornado in his hand condensed huge internal force, and the rotation speed was getting faster and faster. The power of this burst was enough to make people tremble.

Huang Laodao's expression changed.

"Okay, you get out of here." At this time, Ye Huan's indifferent voice sounded, "Qingyun Temple, right? In the future, I will definitely give you a lucky gift for Qingyun Temple. You will be glad today's decision. Now, you get out of here!"

"Puchi, now you should care about yourself first!"

Ji Yunxin immediately sneered. Under such circumstances, Ye Huan's words were simply ridiculous.

Huang Laodao was also helpless. He had tried his best, but he was not a match for Song Longcheng, so he had to get out of the way.

As for Ye Huan's promised opportunity and fortune, he naturally didn't take it seriously. Although this young man had some talent, it would be a joke to give them a lucky fortune in Qingyunguan.

"Care for yourself first, go!"

The word "go" was spit out, and the small tornado in his palm had reached its strongest state, and suddenly flew out, and suddenly began to surge wildly.

The size of a basketball, the size of a car, the size of a four-story building... In just a few breaths, the tornado has turned into the size of a building, with terrifying sharp blades around it, as if they can cut everything.

The fence, trees, and everything around was cut under the tornado, and Ye Huan's face was frozen. He did not dare to be careless at all, so he directly used the sound-breaking slash!

The Xuanyan Sword disappeared, and in just a moment, it appeared in the tornado. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, and a blazing flames burned. This was not a real tornado, but a violent internal force condensed and could be burned by Ye Huan's Xuanyan Sword.

"Um?"

Song Longcheng frowned slightly, a little surprised that Ye Huan's sword could actually block his move.

However, this was just a casual blow from him.

With his palm stretched out again, Song Longcheng hugged his hands, like Tai Chi. This time, it was enough to form five tornadoes, and in a flash, he reached his peak state.

"go!"

Five tornadoes swept over again, and as before, quickly amplified and quickly destroyed everything around them.

Ye Huan's face was even more solemn. The Xuanyan Sword was swinging out like lightning in his hand. In just one breath, Ye Huan had already cut dozens of pieces, and sword lights flew out in an instant, forming a defensive barrier.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

A tornado hit the sword light defense, consumed twenty sword lights, and finally gradually dissipated. Then the second and third... Ye Huan had no time to cut out the sword light. In an instant, two tornadoes instantly swept Ye Huan.

The violent tornado was cut around Ye Huan in a wild hunting manner. His shirt was instantly chopped, revealing clean muscles. Even Ye Huan's body could not resist, and blood marks appeared instantly.

"Ye Huan!"

Yang Shan and Lin Wei's eyes trembled, and she couldn't help but scream with heartache.

Ning Xiaoyi and Lin Shiyu both had red lips slightly opened, and their faces were filled with deep worries. Ling Qingzhu's eyes were also trembling.
Chapter completed!