After some time, Zhao Lun was chased so much that he could no longer bear it.
For him who had cultivated in the Earth Splitting Realm, although the wounds on his body were not fatal, he could not withstand the double attacks of Ye Chen and Long Ling. After just a moment, he had two more wounds on his body, and blood was flowing out.
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What is more terrible than the physical damage is the mental blow.
In front of hundreds of people, he was chased away by a junior, and his old face was completely humiliated.
The glances were like sharp thorns, wishing to find a crack in the ground to burrow in.
"Sect Master Fei Lie! Sect Master Fei Lie, help me!"
Zhao Lun barely dodged a shot and called for help from Fei Lie, who was not far away.
He knew that only Fei Lie could save him now.
But Fei Lie seemed not to hear. He looked up at the sky and then down at the ground, but didn't look at him.
Everyone in the Huo Ling Sect saw this scene and felt so happy, feeling comfortable from the top of their head to the soles of their feet.
Isn’t your Wind and Thunder Holy Land awesome? Keep going!
"Sect Master Fei Lie, I know I was wrong. I beg you, sir, to ask Ye Chen to stop and spare my life!"
Zhao Lun narrowly avoided the dragon spirit's bite and kept wailing.
He was really regretful now. How could he have thought of provoking Ye Chen, the evil star? What was the origin of this boy, so that he could be recognized as the master of two of the most precious treasures of the Fire Spirit Sect at the same time?
After a while, Fei Lie coughed lightly and said, "Ye Chen, please stop. Anyway, Elder Zhao Lun is a guest from afar, so let's spare him this one time."
Dugujie also said: "Yes, Ye Chen, stop when you are relieved."
After all, Zhao Lun represents the Holy Land of Wind and Thunder. If he is really killed, it will not be easy to explain.
Not to mention that the Holy Land of Wind and Thunder is now much more powerful than the Fire Spirit Sect, but in this special period, all human forces are united in facing the outside world to jointly resist the invasion of aliens. Although everyone is making small moves in private, on the surface they still need to maintain a stable atmosphere.
"No! He already wants my life. I will kill him today!"
As he spoke, Ye Chen's attack became more ferocious.
Zhao Lun couldn't resist and ran directly behind Fei Lie, trembling all over and looking at Ye Chen in fear.
"Sect Master Fei, this kid doesn't even listen to you. He really has no respect for himself and deserves to be punished!"
Fei Lie looked at the former helplessly. He originally wanted to save Ye Chen, but now he became Zhao Lun's protective umbrella.
He naturally heard the provocation in Zhao Lun's mouth, and couldn't help but sneered: "If you know that I, the Fire Spirit Ancestor, have knelt down to Ye Chen, you will know that it is not surprising that Ye Chen doesn't listen to me."
"What did you say?"
Zhao Lun was even more confused.
What kind of existence did he provoke?
Ancestor kneels down to his disciple?
What a wonder!
Looking at Ye Chen getting closer and closer, Zhao Lun almost cried and said quickly: "Sect Master Fei, please show me a way to survive. Your great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten by Zhao Lun!"
Even the sect leader couldn't do anything to Ye Chen. This guy was so incompetent that Zhao Lun almost went crazy.
Am I really going to die from this today?
Fei Lie smiled strangely and said: "I don't know if there is any way. Ye Chen seems to be very interested in cultivation resources. If you can give him a mental damage fee... maybe you can save money and avoid disaster!"
Ye Chen glanced at Fei Lie, his eyes seemed to say: "The sect leader still understands me!"
"Okay, okay, I'll pay you five thousand spirit stones to buy my life!" Zhao Lun said.
"Five thousand? It seems not enough..." Fei Lie shook his head.
"Ten thousand, ten thousand is enough, right?" Zhao Lun said.
Fei Lie chuckled and said nothing.
Seeing Ye Chen raising the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear again, Zhao Lun hurriedly said: "Ten thousand and five thousand!"
Fei Lie smiled and said: "Elder Zhao Lun, is your life so worthless?"
"Twenty-five thousand!"
Zhao Lun almost cried.
Before Fei Lie could say anything, Ye Chen said, "No, at least fifty thousand!"
"ah?"
Zhao Lun was dumbfounded. Ye Chen was so open-minded. The asking price was a full ten times higher than what he paid at the beginning!
You know, even if he is an outer sect elder of the Wind and Thunder Holy Land, his resources are more than those of the outer sect elders of the Fire Spirit Sect, but they are still limited.
These 50,000 spirit stones really cost him his life.
Fei Lie also looked at Ye Chen, this guy is so damn cruel, even more cruel than me!
He just wanted Ye Chen to suck blood from his mouth, but Ye Chen bit directly on the aorta.
"Why, not giving it?"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dragon spirit behind him roared loudly, resounding through the sky.
Zhao Lun trembled and said mournfully: "I'll give it! Can't I give it to you?"
He looked at the stunned disciples of the Wind and Thunder Holy Land, and roared: "Why are you still standing there? Hand over all the spirit stones you have, and I will return them to you later!"
The disciples of the Wind and Thunder Holy Land did not dare to say anything and hurriedly searched for the Najie and gathered all the spirit stones to Zhao Lun.
Finally, Zhao Lun gathered the resources submitted by all his disciples and finally collected 50,000 spirit stones, which he handed over to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen nodded slightly, waved his hands lazily and said, "Go away!"
Zhao Lun felt like he was being pardoned and quickly fled with his disciples.
"Wait!"
Before he had gone far, he heard Ye Chen's voice again. Zhao Lun mechanically turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Ye Chen pointed at the ground where Wei Chen had vomited, and said, "Wipe it clean!"
Zhao Lun was stunned, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and came back to wipe it dry with his sleeves.
They were already far away, so Zhao Lun turned back, looked at Ye Chen and said with a hint of threat: "Ye Chen, let's meet in Chuyang Secret Realm!"
After saying that, he quickly ran away with his disciples.
"Hmph, coward!"
Ye Chen snorted and didn't chase after me. "Young master, I was scared. Let's see what tricks you can do in the Chu Yang Secret Realm!"
"Ye Chen, you shouldn't offend Zhao Lun like this..."
Fei Lie sighed.
Ye Chen said: "For a villain like this, the more you let him, the more he will bully you. The worst he can do is fight to the death!"
Fei Lie raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Ye Chen could understand the true meaning of this kind of martial arts at such a young age.
During the journey of cultivation, one must have Ye Chen's fearless spirit.
"Perhaps it is this spirit that makes Ye Chen so unique..." Fei Lie thought to himself.
"Little guy, you really opened my eyes again."
On the side, Dugujie laughed and said again: "When did you let Huo Lingzhong recognize you as the master?"
Ye Chen spread his hands and said, "Maybe this is the charm..."
Dugujie was completely speechless.
Ye Chen didn't explain too much. He couldn't say that he used the Zhurong Card to make the Fire Bell feel the breath of the God of Fire like the Holy Fire Dragon Spirit Spear and automatically recognize it as the master, right?
Fei Lie didn't ask too many questions. After all, his ancestor said that everyone has their own secrets. As long as they are from the same camp, there is no need to inquire.
Then, he touched Najie with his palm, and a flaming sword appeared on his palm.
Fei Lie pulled it out with a "pop" sound, and a faint dragon roar echoed.
He looked at Ye Chen with a smile and said: "This sword is called 'Long Yuan'. It is a pair with your senior sister Pan Ruoshui's Feng Chi sword. They are both magic weapons left by the Fire Spirit Emperor. Because you performed well today,
I have defended the dignity of the Fire Spirit Sect, so I will give it to you, hoping that you will live up to the reputation of this sword!"