The purple robe was completely black, turning into broken steps scattered around.
The sharp sword pierced the middle-aged man's entire chest, and blood-red liquid continued to flow out from the wound, staining the ground red.
After a long time, Ye Chen still didn't feel the figure move at all. However, the habit he had developed over the years made Ye Chen remain in the same position, staring coldly at the body.
Suddenly there was another burst of wind, and an old figure slowly appeared in the air, and then the figure jumped down next to the young man.
Looking coldly, he suddenly saw the figure of the old man just now. A sharp sword had also been pierced through the old man's chest, and his originally rosy face was full of deathly gray.
The old man stepped hard on the middle-aged man's chest with his right foot, holding the long sword inserted in the young man's chest. The long sword kept stirring, and blood gushed out like a fountain. He roared crazily: "Little bastard, you will die after all.
In my hands, haha, the Suzaku Picture belongs to me after all!"
However, before the words were finished, the roar suddenly stopped. The young man who was originally on the ground suddenly jumped up and dropped a hand knife. The old man's head fell backward weakly, and the blood from his neck spattered out in all directions. The old figure faced back.
It fell and stirred up dust all over the ground.
The middle-aged man looked mockingly at the head rolling on the ground, sneered, slowly turned around and looked at the tree hole where Ye Chen was, and said coldly: "Don't come out yet!"
Ye Chen was shocked. At this moment, the middle-aged man's eyes were suddenly looking at him. Could he have been discovered?
"Boy, you seem to have really been discovered!" Fire Qilin said a little embarrassed. At this moment, it also couldn't figure out how the middle-aged man discovered Ye Chen.
"..." Ye Chen was speechless. Feeling the seriousness in the middle-aged man's eyes, Ye Chen still leaned in the tree hole without moving at all.
"Boy, who are you, Ye Muwan!" A hint of secret praise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he still said softly.
His body trembled, he smiled bitterly, and shrugged helplessly. The middle-aged man in front of him could actually tell Ye Muwan. It seemed that he had really been discovered. He held the iron sword tightly and pouted at Qilin Jie. Huo Qilin was slightly startled, and then
Said: "Boy, that little bastard has reached the end of his strength, I can protect you!"
He jumped up and landed gracefully on the gravel. Ye Chen was shocked by the shocking hole in the middle-aged man's chest. If anyone in the previous life had been so seriously injured, he would have died long ago, but the middle-aged man in front of him remained the same.
Survival and infuriating energy are truly magical things.
"Boy, you are a descendant of the Ye family!" The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and his tone was erratic, as if Ye Chen would immediately kill him as soon as he answered no.
With a look of contemplation in his eyes, the middle-aged man said Ye Muwan's name just now. Moreover, the middle-aged man just claimed to be from the Sword God Sect. If I remember correctly, the sect that Ye Muwan joined six years ago was the Sword God Sect.
, could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him was Ye Muwan's namesake? Holding the sword tightly, Ye Chen did not dare to relax at all, and said calmly: "Yes!"
"Ye Muwan, who are you?" The middle-aged man's speaking speed also became extremely slow, and his face was ashen.
"It's my young lady!" Ye Chen said warily.
"Boy, can you help me give my things to your lady!" The middle-aged man said solemnly. At this moment, cold sweat was dripping down the middle-aged man's cheeks. It was obvious that he had passed away soon.
Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man thoughtfully, stepped forward with his right foot, jumped back suddenly, and immediately the iron sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards the middle-aged man.
The sword roared towards his face, and the middle-aged man's expression changed. He obviously did not expect that Ye Chen would suddenly take action. He snorted coldly and struck out with a palm. The cold fist wind mixed with a small amount of true energy directly shattered the iron sword.
It turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground.
Blood continued to flow out. The middle-aged man frowned slightly, filled with murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, you are looking for death!"
Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man with indifferent eyes, jumped to the top of a nearby tree, and said indifferently: "Did you just want to kill me?"
The moment he was exposed, Ye Chen felt the cold murderous intent in the middle-aged man's eyes.
Ye Chen didn't hesitate to attack the person who wanted to kill him.
Ye Chen's figure suddenly moved, like a hungry tiger descending from the mountain. As soon as it was swept out, the gravel on the ground floated up, and the endless shadows of palms swept out like a violent storm, and the billowing hot air carried the true energy towards the middle-aged man.
Attacked, but in the next moment, Ye Chen's figure jumped to the top of the tree again.
The hot light shrouded the sky, completely blocking the way for the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and shot out. His long arms shook, and the terrifying sword energy shot out from his fingers, turning the shadow of his palm into nothing. Then he jumped to the top of the tree like a ghost, pointing to the sword, the sword.
The air filled the air and shot toward Ye Chen like a rainbow. Ye Chen didn't show any panic on his face. He stepped on his right foot and shot forward suddenly.
"Xiao Huo, it's your turn to take action!" Ye Chen suddenly slapped his palm backwards, and red fire energy swept out, followed by bursts of crackling sounds.
The middle-aged man's face paled, and a strange purple flame appeared out of thin air, then disappeared strangely.
A scream suddenly sounded, and the middle-aged man who was originally covered in blood was like black coal, staggering and falling from the tree.
Waves of burning smell came, Ye Chen frowned slightly, shrugged helplessly, and said bitterly: "Xiaohuo, if you want to kill him, just kill him, why did you burn him!"
"I don't know how to do anything besides roasting people!" Fire Qilin responded to Ye Chen quite proudly. In response, Ye Chen smiled helplessly and slapped the middle-aged man's body with his palm again. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't react at all.
After that, he jumped up to the middle-aged man's side. The purple robe turned into ashes, and a red picture scroll jumped into Ye Chen's sight.
He bent his body slightly and picked up the scroll. A stream of heat flashed through his fingers, and the entire scroll turned dark red.
Holding the picture scroll, Ye Chen clearly felt the real crystal in his body trembling. He immediately remembered the Suzaku Picture that the old man mentioned just now and murmured to himself: "Is this what they call the Suzaku Picture? I wonder if this picture scroll
What value does it have that actually triggers a life-and-death struggle between two Qi Martial Realm experts!"
"The Suzaku Picture?" Fire Qilin's figure slowly emerged, and immediately a trace of surprise flashed across his dark eyes, and he said in disbelief: "Could it be the Suzaku Picture, that faint aura is actually
It looks like that old boy, but why is this thing here?"
flipping back and forth
Ye Chen didn't find anything special in the entire picture scroll. Seeing Huo Qilin talking to himself, he couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Xiao Huo, you know this stuff!"
Huo Qilin's eyes fell firmly on the picture scroll, and he immediately said: "Boy, we have to leave quickly!"
"Leave?" Immediately Ye Chen also understood that if this Vermillion Bird Picture was valuable, then there would probably be more than just two Qi Martial Realm powerhouses competing for it. Ye Chen nodded slightly.
His eyes narrowed, Ye Chen put away the scroll, his face paused, his eyes slowly fell on the two corpses, and then his figure flashed, and he pulled out the two sharp swords stuck on the ground, regardless of the marks on the swords.
With blood stains on his body, he jumped up and sprinted out of the dense forest.
"Boy, you really don't waste anything!" Ye Chen's behavior of taking advantage of others undoubtedly made Huo Qilin look down upon him.