Chapter 801 Are you a disciple of the Sword God Sect?
Completely suppressed!
From the beginning to the end, Ye Chen had told everyone the result with facts: Lin Li was defeated!
Looking at Lin Li who looked like a dead dog, everyone felt in a daze. How could a third-level soul martial artist be defeated so easily?
Lin Li climbed up from the snow with great difficulty, his face extremely pale.
Although Ye Chen's previous finger failed to kill Lin Li, that finger severely injured Lin Li.
Looking at Ye Chen with complicated eyes, Lin Li sighed slightly, "I lost!" Lin Li was originally a proud and arrogant person, but when faced with failure, he still admitted his defeat.
Seeing this, Ye Chen nodded calmly and looked at Lin Li meaningfully, "I hope it won't be used!"
A sword intention belonging to Ye Chen disappeared deep into Lin Li's soul, and with dozens of fingers, Ye Chen not only severely wounded Lin Li, but also buried the sword intention deep in Lin Li's soul.
If one day Lin Li and Ye Chen were hostile, then Ye Chen would be able to destroy Lin Li as long as he triggered this sword intention.
His clothes were still as neat as before. Ye Chen looked at the old man in the void with an indifferent expression, turned around and walked towards Jueliu.
Defeating Lin Li was a trivial matter for Ye Chen. Compared to Yue Jingxian, Lin Li was still relatively weak, so this battle did not arouse Ye Chen's fighting spirit.
Looking at the indifferent Ye Chen, Jue Liu raised a smile and chuckled: "Thank you for this!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at Jue Liu, and said lightly: "A favor!" After saying that, Ye Chen walked to the position where he was standing before. He closed his eyes and rested against the stone pillar.
Seeing this, Jueliu smiled helplessly. Even though they had only been in contact for a few days, Jueliu could detect Ye Chen's personality, so when he saw Ye Chen like this, he didn't say anything.
Warm applause resounded from all around. Everyone in the White Tiger tribe looked at Ye Chen with admiration.
Undoubtedly, Ye Chen has gained the favor of the White Tiger clan after this incident, and some young White Tiger clan members have even targeted Ye Chen.
Jue Qingwan had a faint smile on her soft face. The moment Ye Chen turned around, Jue Qingwan knew that the marriage between the gods of war would never happen again.
"Although I don't know who you are, I still want to thank you!" Jue Qingwan whispered, casting her grateful eyes towards Ye Chen.
Sensing Jue Qingwan's gaze, Ye Chen opened his eyes, met Jue Qingwan's gaze, and then closed his eyes again. His reincarnation secret was slowly flowing in his body.
Her pretty face turned red, and for some reason, when she met Ye Chen's extremely dark eyes, Jue Qingwan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.
However, deep in her eyes, Jue Qingwan saw a trace of inexplicable sadness.
"Mu Ye. I still hate that so-called marriage!" Ye Chen whispered, and the cold air around him involuntarily gathered towards Ye Chen.
Glancing at Ye Chen, Jue Lin's face was already full of smiles. He raised his head and looked at the old man in the void, and said calmly: "Old man Lin, compared to him, your apprentice is really not qualified to be my grandson-in-law, is he?"
Hearing this, the old man's face turned gloomy, but he did not say anything. Instead, he looked at Lin Li below and said in a deep voice: "Do you understand?"
Hearing this, a hint of understanding flashed across Lin Li's pale face, and he whispered: "Some understand, and some don't!"
"Remember, the Martial God Continent is not a stage for the three major halls, but a stage for all strong men. Abandon the so-called self-esteem of the disciples of the three major halls!" the old man said lightly.
Having said this, the old man glanced meaningfully at Ye Chen below, who was closing his eyes to rest, and said to himself: "Perhaps the Martial God Continent will soon produce another figure like the proud man!"
Hearing this, Lin Li pondered these words. In just a moment, Lin Li's whole temperament changed, and there was no longer any trace of pride in his eyes.
Seeing that his apprentice was able to abandon his so-called pride, the old man chuckled and said to Jue Lin: "I will never mention the marriage of the Martial Gods again. Let's stop today's matter!"
"Let's go!" Turning around, the old man took a step forward and suddenly remembered something, "Although I regard my apprentice as your grandson-in-law, I at least let him understand that there are people outside the world, and there is a heaven outside the world!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the sky.
"Then these days, I have disturbed the noble clan!" Lin Li changed his previous attitude, suppressed the blood boiling in his body, and said neither humble nor overbearing.
After saying that, Lin Li led several junior disciples to retreat out of the valley, followed closely by several elders of the White Tiger clan, obviously wanting to send Lin Li and others out of the valley.
Jue Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief that the marriage of the God of War was settled in this way, turned around, looked at Ye Chen who was leaning on the stone pillar, and said with a chuckle: "If you don't mind, little friend, I'll get together at the stone hall!"
Obviously, even after this incident, no one in the White Tiger clan dared to underestimate the young man in front of him. After hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head, turned around, and walked towards the stone palace.
The white snow was flying, and its flying snowflakes fell on Ye Chen. At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be integrated with the snowy sky.
Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared into the stone palace, Jue Lin and others felt a sense of trance. At that moment, they saw a sword covered with white snow. No one knew what was under the snowflakes.
What kind of sword is hidden?
"Who is he?" Jue Lin murmured softly. At this moment, he realized that he could not see through this young man.
"Enter the palace!" Jue Lin whispered. At this moment, he didn't know that his tone had become solemn in vain. Dozens of figures swept into the stone palace. Ye Chen was already standing in the stone palace, with a handle suspended next to Ye Chen.
The sword attracted the attention of Jue Lin and others.
"Jue Blade War Sword!" Jue Lin whispered, looking at Jue Liu beside him with a thoughtful look.
Hearing this, Jue Liu smiled bitterly and said: "When we were waiting to take the sword, we were hindered by the Sword Temple, and the Jue Liu sword has already been taken away by him!"
"This is why he came to the White Tiger Clan!" Jue Lin whispered, his eyes changing unsteadily, and finally he sighed slightly and said, "I am the leader of the White Tiger Clan, Jue Lin!"
"My little friend must also know the importance of this sword to our clan. I boldly ask my little friend to give this sword to us!" Without any overbearing, Jue Lin used a questioning tone.
Although Jue Lin's cultivation level is much higher than that of Ye Chen, because of the previous incident, the White Tiger Clan owed Ye Chen a favor, so Jue Lin could not do the killing and seizing the sword.
The ultimate sword floated strangely, and its endless killing intent pervaded the sword.
On this sword, both Ye Chen and Jue Lin felt a kind of sadness, the sadness of the sword owner.
With his back to Jue Lin and others, Ye Chen did not turn around, his eyes still stayed on the relief in front, where the figure of the Moon God was carved.
"I told Jueliu when I came here that as long as you answer a few questions, I will return this sword to the White Tiger Clan!" Ye Chen said lightly. As he spoke, Ye Chen raised his right hand and held the Jueliu sword.
This forward-moving sword intent contains as much dominance as the second-generation sword intent.
However, after this tyranny, Ye Chen felt tired from the sword intent, tired of killing people, and also felt some inexplicable sadness.
"It's very similar to the sword intent of the second generation, but it's a little different. What's the relationship between this blade and the second generation?" Ye Chen's eyes were slightly tilted, and his eyes stopped on the portrait of the second generation.
"Problem?" Jue Lin looked stunned, glanced at Jue Liu, pondered for a moment, and asked: "What problem?"
"Why did the four ancient tribes betray the Sword God Sect!" Ye Chen gently touched the tip of the sword and said unhurriedly.
As soon as these words came out, the entire stone palace immediately fell into a death-like silence, and the atmosphere became strange.
His expression changed. Jue Lin did not answer Ye Chen, but turned his head, looked at Jue Liu, and said, "This is why you brought him here!"
Hearing this, Jue Liu nodded. Although he knew the answer, this question could only be answered personally by the leader of the White Tiger Clan. Will the four ancient clans really betray the Sword God Sect?
"You are a disciple of the Sword God Sect!" After a few moments of silence, Jue Lin suddenly said.
"Is this important?" Ye Chen continued to look at the Juebian sword in his hand. When facing Jue Lin and others, his state of mind was still the same, without any disturbance.
"It's very important!" Jue Lin whispered: "Because people from the three major halls won't ask that!"
"Really? Then you also know the reason why the three halls judged the Sword God Sect?" Turning around, Ye Chen looked at Jue Lin and said calmly.
A gust of cold wind drifted from outside the stone palace, rolling up Ye Chen's long hair on his forehead, and for the first time the mark of the moon god appeared in the eyes of Jue Lin and others...