At this moment, the roaring cold wind seemed to have stopped.
Even the disciples of the Yun Sect looked at Ye Chen with burning eyes, but the corpse of the monster grass dragon on the ground failed to attract their attention.
The cultivation of these Lianyun Sect disciples is not weak, and dozens of gazes gathered together are undoubtedly a huge deterrent.
Su Feixuan, who was following Ye Chen, looked startled and her face was slightly pale.
Su Feixuan had just started practicing, so how could she withstand this inexplicable pressure.
Sensing the change in the surrounding atmosphere, Ye Chen raised his head, glanced at the Lianyun Sect disciples with a calm expression, and then continued to move forward.
"Stop!" A cold shout suddenly sounded, and two middle-aged men walked out of the crowd. At the same time, the Lianyun Sect disciples who were originally scattered around immediately surrounded Ye Chen and Su Feixuan.
"Is something wrong?" Seeing this, Ye Chen said calmly, but still walked forward unhurriedly.
Hearing this, one of the middle-aged men took out a drawing from his arms, and the drawings on the paper were clearly Ye Chen and Su Feixuan.
Seeing this, the two middle-aged men were overjoyed. With a wave of their right hands, the Lianyun Sect disciples immediately came over.
Seeing that this group of people was about to make a move, Ye Chen sneered, his aura showing a little, making everyone's faces turn red.
However, these people naturally would not give up easily. They each took a step forward, and their momentum gathered together. For a moment, they were resisting Ye Chen's momentum.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen continued to walk forward with Su Feixuan. Every time he took a step, Ye Chen showed a hint of murderous intent.
With Ye Chen's terrifying soul power, he could tell what the drawings in the middle-aged man's hands were with just a glance. Moreover, the auras exuding from these people were very similar to that of Wang Lin. Obviously, these people were from the Lianyun Sect.
After Ye Chen's murderous intention emerged, everyone felt as if they were in an ice cellar, extremely uncomfortable.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen removed the murderous intention from his body. Once the murderous intention was gone, everyone seemed to crawl out of the water, their whole bodies soaked in cold sweat.
"Do you think of me as prey?" Ye Chen stopped, raised his head, looked at the two middle-aged men at the head, and said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, the two middle-aged men felt a strange feeling. At this moment, they realized that the young man in front of them always gave them a sense of danger.
Seeing that the two did not answer, Ye Chen shook his head slightly and murmured to himself: "Sometimes, the prey turns into the hunter, doesn't it?"
Indifferent eyes shot out, and no one of the surrounding Lianyun Sect disciples dared to look directly into Ye Chen's gaze. Subconsciously, everyone took a few steps back.
"When hunting prey, you have to be prepared to be hunted, right?" Ye Chen raised his right hand slightly and pointed forward casually in the void, and an invisible spatial ripple spread out at his fingertips.
The ripples spread out in all directions like water ripples, and when they touched these Lianyun Sect disciples, they turned into sharp sword energy.
Looking at the sword energy so close at hand, even the disciples of the Yun Sect were shocked. They didn't even have time to react. The sword energy directly penetrated their heads.
Their eyes became extremely distracted. To this day, these Lian Yunzong disciples don’t know when they will die.
More than a dozen corpses fell limply on the snow, white snow was flying, and in just a few breaths, these corpses were covered with a layer of white snow.
Looking at the two middle-aged men at the head, Ye Chen smiled faintly. Ye Chen deliberately stayed behind these two people because he wanted to figure out something.
The two middle-aged men's faces were full of horror. At this moment, they realized that the positions of the hunter and the prey had been reversed.
Ye Chen casually grasped his right hand, and a middle-aged man was caught in the air and immediately fell at Ye Chen's feet. Looking down at the middle-aged man, Ye Chen said lightly: "This drawing was drawn by Wang Lin
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Hearing this, the middle-aged man remained silent. Seeing this, Ye Chen didn't say anything. He raised his right foot slightly and stepped directly on the big man's right hand. The sound of broken bones was extremely loud in the wind and snow, followed by
What was heard was the inhuman scream of the big man. Ye Chen ignored it at all and stepped on the big man's left hand with his right foot again, and there was another sound of bones breaking.
It wasn't until several seconds later that the middle-aged man told the story.
It turned out that after Wang Lin returned to Lianyun Sect, he distributed fatwa orders within the sect with high rewards.
After saying the last words, the middle-aged man was already out of breath. Seeing this, Ye Chen did not continue to torture him. He pointed his right finger slightly, and his sword energy immediately penetrated the middle-aged man's head.
The last remaining middle-aged man was now covered in cold sweat. He screamed and immediately turned around and fled.
However, just as he turned around, his fierce sword energy arrived. When the sword energy dissipated, another corpse appeared on the ground.
Su Feixuan has always been watching this effortless fight quietly from the side. She understands the ruthless reality and has long been accustomed to the survival laws of this world, where the weak eat the strong.
"It seems that this trip to Lianyun Sect is much more interesting than Sword Valley!" Ye Chen murmured softly, turning his back to Su Feixuan and said: "Feixuan, let's go!"
"Yes!" There was a soft response, and the two continued to move forward on foot. When their figures disappeared into the wind and snow, a small cluster of purple flames emerged, directly burning the corpses into ashes.
Lianyun Sect, compared to the majestic mountains of Jiangu Peak, Lianyun Sect is a bit more delicate.
Lianyun Mountain is surrounded by clouds all year round. Lianyun Mountain is more than 6,000 meters high. There are thick clouds on the mountainside. Every evening, these clouds are dyed golden yellow.
On Lianyun Mountain, the exquisite buildings are continuous and well-located, and they have a unique flavor when you look at them.
The Lianyun Sect's disciples were more numerous among the three sects in Sword Valley, so the Lianyun Sect used to be extremely lively.
Waves of shouts resounded throughout Lianyun Mountain. On a pavilion of the Lianyun Sect, a tall figure stood proudly. His martial robe made a hunting sound. He was clearly Wang Lin.
In the past, the evil smile had been replaced by a chill. Wang Lin quietly looked at the rolling clouds below, his face extremely gloomy.
After escaping from Rongcheng, Wang Lin couldn't wait to return to Lianyun Sect. It must be said that Ye Chen's attack was extremely terrifying. Even though it was just a simple blow, Wang Lin lay in bed for several days.
However, because of this, Wang Lin started practicing crazily. Wang Lintian's talent was already good, so after dozens of days of hard training, his cultivation level has improved somewhat.
Seeing the sword mark on his chest, Wang Lin's eyes became more and more gloomy, and he murmured softly: "No matter who you are, since you have offended me, you have to pay the price!"
A few days ago, Wang Lin announced high rewards within the sect. Wang Lin firmly believed that with the strength of the Lianyun Sect, it would not be too difficult to find Ye Chen.
With his eyes closed tightly, Wang Lin sat on the rock and started practicing directly.
On the steep mountain wall in the distance, there were three people standing. The old man leading them was Wang Tong, the leader of the Lianyun Sect.
The two old men standing behind Wang Tong were the two warriors who protected Wang Lin that day. One of the old men whispered: "Sect Master, why don't you send someone to kill that young man!"
Looking at Wang Lin with his eyes closed, Wang Tong smiled faintly and said, "Then why do you want to kill that young man?"
Hearing this, the two old men looked startled. Seeing this, Wang Tong shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Don't you think it's worth it? Lin'er has been practicing even harder since she came back from Rongcheng!"
The two of them knew this, shook their heads slightly and continued to look at Wang Tong.
"Pressure is always the driving force for progress! Lin'er finally found an opponent, how can I get rid of this opponent?" Wang Tong said softly, paused, and continued: "Has the identity of that young man been found out?
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"After we escorted the young master away, the young man also left, so we didn't find anything out!" the old man said.
Hearing this, Wang Tong nodded slightly and murmured: "The identity of that young man must be found out. Although he cannot be touched, the sect behind the young man can be touched. Haha, my Wang Tong's son is here again.
How can he teach me a lesson?"
The two old men both chuckled, but Wang Tong remained unchanged, protecting his shortcomings as always.
"Oh! By the way, I heard that the Sword God Sect has already sent the sword sticker to Jian Valley. I guess Lianyun Sect will be next! Get ready!" After saying that, Wang Tong's figure became like a breeze.
, disappeared.
Hearing this, the two old men were startled. Is this messenger from the Sword God Sect finally coming?