The Holy Son's chuckle resounded, and the surroundings fell silent.
Having said this, the Holy Son's eyes fell on the Prince, and there was an inexplicable chill in his eyes.
"Lingyao Sect and Shenyin Sect are all members of the princelings. What are you going to do, Prince?" The smile in the Holy Son's eyes grew thicker.
Sensing the Son's gaze, the Prince opened his eyes, with a smile on his evil face: "Some chess pieces must be discarded after all!"
This laughter fell into Ling Yue's ears like the sound of death, and Ling Yue looked horrified.
The cold wind came, and this wind not only brought up a lot of flying snow, but also brought up a pungent smell of blood.
The smell of blood filled the air, and Ling Yue's pupils shrank, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Hearing this, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the black mist at the highest sect level.
The energy of black and white flowed in Ye Chen's eyes in vain, and Ye Chen's gaze fell on the Holy Son like a real sword ray.
The Holy Son was slightly shocked, and a feeling of fear spread on his body. Obviously, this was the body's fear of Ye Chen.
The Holy Son didn't know that Yuehen's fear of Ye Chen had been integrated into his soul and body.
"A very disgusting smell!" Ye Chen withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Qing Jue and others below, and said lightly: "Are those words of Ru true?"
If Qing Jue looked at the Holy Son with deep meaning, this must be Zongbi. If the Five Dynasties ignored the rules of Fengzong Island, they would definitely be hunted down by those sectarians.
But Ye Chen had already spoken, and Qing Jue no longer concealed anything, nodding and saying: "It is indeed true!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen chuckled. This laughter sounded like a trembling feeling in everyone's ears.
An inexplicable chill spread over Ye Chen, and snowflakes began to fly. The light snowflakes fell down like sword leaves and fell on the platform.
This chill was so biting that even the old man rarely summoned his energy to resist this inexplicable chill.
"It's extremely weird!" The old man's eyebrows frowned slightly. Faced with this chill despite his martial arts cultivation, he actually felt a palpitation in his heart.
Xuanbing aura is the coldest thing in the world. Its coldness is enough to freeze Yaodi. However, Xuanbing aura has been integrated into Ye Chen's body, and the coldness it spreads is enough to freeze Yaodi.
This is why the old man feels palpitations. This chill comes not only from the outside world, but also from the depths of his soul.
His face was extremely pale, Ling Yue was deeply afraid that Ye Chen would suddenly make a move, and his sword energy would spread in front of him, forming a series of sword energy shields.
A terrifying will filled the void in vain. The old man took a step forward, and a huge sword shadow emerged under his feet.
"The rules of Fengzong Island do not allow provocation by others!" the old man said calmly, his martial arts will spread out, covering the Yaodi within a radius of dozens of miles.
Obviously, the old man was warning Ye Chen. If it weren't for Ye Chen's special status, the old man would have warned him long ago.
"Haha, once the rules are set, they must be implemented, right?" Feeling this terrifying martial arts will, Ye Chen chuckled in vain.
Ye Chen's reaction was beyond the old man's expectation, and it was also beyond everyone's expectation.
Turning around, Ye Chen looked calm, and the inexplicable chill gradually disappeared into his body. His eyes fell on the platform and he walked step by step.
The surroundings were quiet, hundreds of thousands of eyes were focused on Ye Chen, even the eyes of the three palace masters and the three legends. The pressure of these eyes together did not make Ye Chen feel any discomfort.
Ye Chen was not afraid of the power of Yaodi, let alone the pressure in front of him.
Ye Chen's steps were not fast, and could be said to be extremely slow. However, in just a few steps, Ye Chen's steps landed on the platform.
Stopping, Ye Chen turned around, raised his head, stared at the old man in the sky, and said lightly: "I heard that this Zongbi has a rule that has not been implemented yet?"
A half-smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and when Ye Chen's eyes caught it, the old man felt a palpitation in his heart. At this moment, the old man realized that he couldn't see through the young man in white in front of him.
"Unimplemented rules?" The old man frowned slightly, and his figure was slightly shaken. If he looked at the figure in front of him thoughtfully, he could imagine the crazy scene that would follow.
"As long as during the sect competition, if you can sweep all the sect leaders of the same level, then the sect level can be advanced!"
"Once this rule is implemented, any competition involving Zongbi will be postponed!"
"I don't know, did I say something wrong? I heard this rule too, isn't it right?" Ye Chen said calmly.
This so-called rule was indeed what he heard. After that crazy challenge, Ye Chen also learned about the reasons for Zongbi and some of the rules from various second-rate sects.
Having said this, Ye Chen raised his head and glanced at the master of the Bajian Pavilion above.
Sensing Ye Chen's gaze, he took a few deep breaths, suppressed the shock in his heart, and raised the corner of his mouth into a smile that was not a smile.
There was indeed such a rule when Zongbi was formally established. However, for thousands of years, no one had ever thought of sweeping through sects of the same level on their own, so this rule was rarely implemented.
"There is indeed such a rule!" the old man whispered, having already guessed Ye Chen's next move.
There was a gasp in vain all around, and confusion immediately broke out. Apparently, those people had also thought of this rule that had never been implemented.
Ye Chen turned around, lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the sect steps below where the Burui Sect was located, and said lightly: "Then I want to challenge all the sect leaders of the Burui Sect!"
Although Ye Chen's voice was dull, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Ye Chen's words merged into the roaring cold wind, which swept through the sky and blew the martial robes of everyone entering.
In an instant, the surroundings fell silent, especially the Burui Sect, which fell into a deathly silence.
"So, now is the time to implement this rule, and the Zongbi competition will be postponed, right?" Ye Chen turned around and looked at the old man above with an indifferent expression.
After hearing this, the old man raised his head and looked at the three hall masters. Among the three hall masters, only the master of the Martial Temple nodded slightly, and the other two hall masters did not react.
"If you implement that rule, then the ratio of sect leaders among unconventional sects will be delayed for a while!" the old man said calmly.
"Once the rules are set, someone must implement them!" Ye Chen said calmly, turned around, looked around, and landed on the unruly sect below, "Then, who will be the first?"
The surroundings fell into deathly silence again, and there was no movement below.
The scene where Ye Chen appeared earlier had shocked everyone present, and the scene where Ye Chen forced the master of Bingning Pavilion back with one finger had already intimidated all the sect masters who were not worthy of being present.
The scene where Ye Chen killed the Yunhua Sect and others undoubtedly made the leaders of the less popular sects feel afraid. The fear from deep in their hearts could not be erased.
The ruthless tactics prevented them from taking the stage. Because of this, the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
Shenzong is an unpopular sect, and the leader of Shenzong is Evian. Although Evian is a young man, although he looks young, his real age is already over sixty years old.
The Shenzong is also a very famous sect in the Bujuliu Sect, and Evian is even more famous as a strong man, having killed dozens of Soul Martial Realm warriors with his fake peak spiritual martial arts.
Looking at the figure in white clothes like snow in the void, Evian sighed slightly, there was no one in the Burui sect who could be his opponent, not even him.
Suddenly, Evian noticed the eyes of his disciples, which were filled with fear.
Evian's figure suddenly shook. What a warrior needs is a fearless heart. If he stops just because of fear, then his martial arts path will not go very far.
Evian's eyes fell on the Sword God Sect and on Han Jian Wuru. Evian knew that compared to the disciples of the Sword God Sect, his disciples of the Shen Sect lacked a fearless heart.
This fearless heart is not only lacking in the disciples, but also in him. The fighting spirit emerges in Evian's eyes in vain, and Evian's state of mind that has been like stagnant water for decades also has a slight ripple.
"Fearless heart, in terms of sword skills, the master can teach you very little, but in terms of martial arts, the master still has to teach you a lesson!"
"The most important thing for a warrior is to have a fearless heart!" Under the stunned eyes of his disciples, Evian stood up in vain, filled with fighting spirit.
Raising his head, Evian no longer had any fear in his eyes. He looked at Ye Chen and said calmly: "Shenzong Evian!"