A look of ecstasy emerged from Lin Ba's face like mushrooms after rain. Lin Ba looked at the body lying in a pool of blood in disbelief and remained silent for a long time.
A look of ecstasy also filled Lin Zhiyun's pretty face. Lin Zhiyun did not expect that her master would be so powerful.
Confusion and fear spread on the faces of the Divine Thunder Sect disciples. Lu Fan's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to them.
With a slight glance at the corpse, Ye Chen looked away and landed somewhere in the distance in the void. The clouds there were rolling, and a figure gradually emerged. A powerful momentum exploded in the sky like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, and the white weapon
The robe was fluttering in the wind, and there was an old man in white, with white hair flying in the wind. Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth: "Finally out!"
The changes in the void immediately attracted the attention of everyone below.
The eyes of the whole audience also fell on the void. The steps of the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect also stopped with the appearance of this old man. After sweeping away the decadent look just now, they were all as energetic as chicken blood.
Auras of different strengths and weaknesses burst out and approached Ye Chen. Compared to the confusion of the Lin family's children and the confusion of the citizens of Lei Dong City, the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect knew the identity of this old man very well.
The four elders of the Divine Thunder Sect were also extremely excited. In the outside world, others only knew that the Divine Thunder Sect was founded by Lu Fan, but they did not know that the old man was the mastermind behind all this.
If Lu Fan is the apparent master of the Divine Thunder Sect, then that old man is the real controller of the Divine Thunder Sect, the Supreme Elder.
This old man is also an extremely mysterious existence to the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect, but this does not affect the old man's prestige among the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect at all.
The supreme elder of the Divine Thunder Sect, Wu Qilong, is also unfathomable in strength.
As the Supreme Elder of the Divine Thunder Sect, Wu Qilong spent most of his time in seclusion, but because of Lin Zhiyun's incident, he specially broke out of the seclusion.
Wu Qilong looked at Ye Chen quietly, then his figure mysteriously disappeared from the sky, and then appeared next to Lu Fan's body, saying calmly: "Zhuzi, kill him!"
Although Lu Fan was just a puppet to control the Divine Thunder Sect to Wu Qilong, however, beating a dog also depends on the owner. Ye Chen's move undoubtedly annoyed him.
His calm words revealed a sinister murderous intention. The terrifying pressure on Wu Qilong's body slowly dissipated. Everyone felt their hearts palpitation, and the flow of true energy in their bodies became extremely slow.
Lin Zhiyun and the other three looked at Ye Chen worriedly. As disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect, they naturally knew how terrifying the Supreme Elder was.
It was precisely because of this Supreme Elder that the Divine Thunder Sect was established.
Although Lin Zhiyun no longer believed in Ye Chen's strength, she could not imagine that her young master would defeat the Supreme Elder.
Thinking about this, Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but feel guilty. Perhaps it was a wrong decision to bring her master here.
Wu Qilong raised his eyes slightly, and when his eyes touched the beautiful figure, a trace of fiery color flashed in his eyes.
"I must get this girl. At that time, I will dedicate her to the sect master. Then my status in the sect will definitely improve!" Wu Qilong thought to himself.
Thinking of this, Wu Qilong took a step forward, and the sound of his footsteps was as loud as thunder.
The powerful aura dispersed from Wu Qilong's side to the surroundings. However, Ye Chen, who was in the center of the aura, had a calm expression and remained motionless in his white clothes. A smile could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth, saying: "So what if I kill him? He
If you want to kill me, why can't I kill him!" After a pause, Ye Chen raised his head, looked at Wu Qilong, and chuckled: "And the technique you practice is not the Lei Dong Sect, who are you?"
Lei Dong Sect? This name has disappeared in the long river of history. Today, the exercises practiced by the disciples of Shen Lei Sect are the exercises of Lei Dong Sect.
Looking at the smile at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, Wu Qilong also laughed. The cold murderous intention in the smile could be felt even by a blind man.
"Shu Zi, who I am has nothing to do with you. If you kill me, the leader of the Divine Thunder Sect, today, then you will stay here today!"
Wu Qilong took a step forward slowly, and the majestic aura, like a volcano, surged out of his body and immediately swept through the entire city gate.
The dilapidated city gate made strange noises and swayed under the wash of this majestic breath.
It seems that there is not only one person in the Shenlei Sect who feels good about himself, perhaps everyone in the entire Shenlei Sect feels good about himself.
The corner of Ye Chen's mouth trembled slightly. After a moment, he shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Not enough, you are not qualified to keep me!"
The voice swept through the entire audience like a cold wind, and all the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect burst out laughing. How dare a mere young man speak so boldly?
At this moment, everyone seemed to have forgotten the previous scene of Ye Chen killing Lu Fan with one sword.
Lin Zhiyun smiled helplessly. Every word her master made made the other person feel annoyed.
"The technique you practice is not from a sect or aristocratic family within tens of thousands of miles. Who are you?" The corner of Wu Qilong's mouth curled up, and a hoarse and cold voice came out. This time he not only
In order to kill Ye Chen, the sect that Ye Chen belongs to must also be bloodbathed. Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly and said calmly: "It's just a small sect!"
When he said this, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile. If he said it was the Sword God Sect, wouldn't this old guy dare not do it?
Hearing this, Wu Qilong's dark eyes were filled with murderous intent. His figure moved, and when he reappeared, he was already in the sky. He held his hand and the long sword flashed out.
The true energy surged out of Wu Qilong's body like a tide. Wu Qilong waved his long sword and shouted: "It's okay not to say anything. Since you killed Lu Fan, I will use your head to sacrifice him today!"
Ye Chen smiled faintly, glanced at the four elders of the Divine Thunder Sect around him, nodded at the four of them casually, and said: "Do you want to go with him, or do you want to fight alone!"
Ye Chen's tone was extremely indifferent. The cultivation of these four people was only at the first level of Qiwu, so there was nothing to worry about. After saying that, his eyes fell on the void.
Hearing this, the expressions of the four elders of the Divine Thunder Sect all sank. This was a naked irony. The original fear of Ye Chen dissipated with the arrival of Wu Qilong.
Before Wu Qilong could issue an order, all four of them snorted coldly. They passed over several Divine Thunder Sect disciples with their long swords in hand and struck Ye Chen in the air. The sword energy poured out like a torrent.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen tapped his toes on the ground and jumped towards the four people as lightly as a swallow. His true energy covered Ye Chen's entire left hand, breaking through the four people's sword energy like a sharp knife. A burst of metal-like sword energy
A collision sound followed.
A ball of violent sparks burst out, and in everyone's shocked eyes, Ye Chen's left finger suddenly clamped the long swords of four people at the same time.
At this moment, the four of them felt that the long sword was held by a huge force and could not move at all.
One force can defeat ten swords, and the force can break ten thousand swords! Seeing the horrified expressions of the four people, Ye Chen smiled faintly. Now his body seemed extremely powerful, especially when he had been carrying a stone sword for a long time, the strength of Ye Chen's body was even more terrifying.
Ye Chen swung his left arm, and in the horrified gazes of the four people, the long sword broke from it. The half-broken sword shot back with a whoosh, and penetrated the four people's right chests with a pop.
Poof! Blood surged out wildly, and the force on the broken sword caused the four figures to fall backwards. As Ye Chen casually pointed a few fingers, sharp sword energy shot out.
Before the four of them could react, the sword energy overwhelmed their bodies, and the four of them were cut into pieces by the sword energy in the air.
Four majestic elders of the Divine Thunder Sect died tragically in the hands of this young man after just one encounter. At this moment, even if Wu Qilong was present, the disciples of the Divine Thunder Sect could not suppress the fear spreading in their hearts.
The battle in this scene is beyond their reach, and they are not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
The blood spilled down, making the already bright red snow look even scarier.
"The strength of these four people is a bit weak, but the strength of the old immortal in front of me is pretty good!" Ye Chen secretly thought, after killing the four people, Ye Chen did not pause, and his figure shot into the void like an arrow from a string.
Go, hold the sword in his right hand, and then Ye Chen's left finger suddenly pointed towards the void to count a few points, a huge finger shadow spread out, and the several finger shadows converged into a huge sword shadow and shot towards Wu Qilong, the sound of breaking wind could be heard everywhere.
"This level of attack is far from enough, boy, is that all?" Wu Qilong suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, his eyes filled with coldness, and he waved his long sword, and the bright cold air swirled up, and then the long sword let out a crisp sound.
The sound of the sword chanting. The cold sword energy suddenly transformed into a giant ice and snow dragon, carrying the billowing cold air and rushing toward the sword shadow. The sword shadow was instantly submerged by the cold air.
At this moment, Wu Qilong could no longer suppress his momentum. His momentum completely exploded, and he was in the fake soul martial realm.