None of them expected that this guy in black robe would dare to ignore the threat from Jiuyao Mansion?!
However, the next scene made them even more stunned——
I saw that Ye Qingchen did not go to the Xuexin Sect or the Jiuyao Mansion, but walked straight in front of them.
In front of them stood a door.
Behind the door stands a city that is incompatible with this desert.
The city looks dilapidated, as if it has been there for a long time.
But when Ye Qingchen got closer, he could tell from the breath he felt on the door that this city must be extraordinary.
"Hey! You bastard! Didn't you take our Jiuyao Mansion seriously?!"
The young man in gray robe who had just threatened Ye Qingchen saw that he was ignored by Ye Qingchen. He suddenly became angry and spoke viciously again.
In a state of anger, he actually stepped forward with an arrow, and his whole body's true energy exploded, shaking the yellow sand under his feet.
As a vortex condensed to the extreme, with terrifying power, formed in his palm.
The yellow sand in the sky was condensed in his palm, and then he slapped Ye Qingchen in front of him hard!
Because Ye Qingchen's back was turned to him, and the speed of the young man in gray robe was unusually terrifying.
Therefore, a thought flashed through everyone’s mind——
There's no way this guy can hide!
But the next moment——
In their eyes, the young man in black robe seemed to have a pair of eyes behind his back. He turned to the right and took a step back at the same time.
The palm of the young man in gray robe suddenly failed.
Then, the young man in black robe raised his right hand.
Snapped!!
A crisp slap sounded.
The young man in gray robe was suddenly slapped away hard, and the swollen half of his cheek came into "close contact" with the yellow sand.
Even in the tumbling air, a few bloody teeth flew out and fell into the yellow sand, disappearing without a trace.
"Cough cough cough..."
The young man in gray robe struggled to get up from the ground, covering half of his burning cheek, and kept coughing out the yellow sand in his mouth.
He was so angry that he was about to yell out loud, but saw Ye Qingchen already standing in front of him.
Ye Qingchen looked at him condescendingly, with that indifferent look that made the gray-robed young man's heart and soul tremble involuntarily.
"you you……"
The gray-robed young man's voice trembled, and he wanted to say harsh words, but found that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"I own this place."
Ye Qingchen raised his head and looked at the two groups of people indifferently: "Do you have any questions?"
overbearing!
It's simply too domineering!
This was the first thought that came to the minds of the people from Xuexin Sect and Jiuyao Mansion.
The young man in green robe on the side of Jiuyao Mansion was laughed out of anger.
Especially when he noticed the moment when Ye Qingchen made his move...
This guy is only at the tenth level of Mortal Transformation Realm!
Is this Taima a blind guy who appeared from some nook and cranny?!
At the same time, he was also angry with the young man in gray robe.
Such a waste at the tenth level of Mortal Realm could actually miss, causing Jiuyao Mansion to lose face in front of the people of Xuexin Sect!
"Haha, I don't know which force you are from, how dare you speak to us in such a loud tone?"
The young man in green robe said with a low smile.
Ye Qingchen glanced sideways at him and said calmly:
"I'm afraid that if I say it, I'll scare you."
Hearing this, the green-robed young man was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahaha... then I'm really curious!"
"Perhaps I should introduce myself first... I am one of the genius disciples of Jiuyao Mansion, Feng Yi, and am at the eighth level of the Taoist Realm."
"I wonder which force you are a super genius in?"
He bites the word genius very hard.
"Tianhe Sect, Ye Qingchen, is at the tenth level of Mortal Realm."
Ye Qingchen said it in an indifferent tone.
When they heard the three words Tianhe Sect, everyone was startled.
But immediately, harsh laughter broke out from Jiuyao Mansion.
"Hahahahaha!! A guy at the tenth level of Mortal Transformation Realm... actually has the nerve to claim to be a disciple of the Tianhe Sect?!"
"He must have wanted to be a disciple of Tianhe Sect for a long time, but Tianhe Sect never gave him a chance, so he just pretended to be a little bit in front of us today?"
"That's so scheming... Hahahaha! It's so scheming that I want to laugh!"
Ye Qingchen's self-declared identity undoubtedly made no one in the Jiuyao Mansion believe him at all, and instead felt that he was simply a fool.
Even the people of Xuexin Sect looked embarrassed, and their eyes were full of despair.
The slap just now made them all think that Ye Qingchen was a secretive guy.
But who would have known...this guy is actually just an immortal at the tenth level of the Mortal Transformation Realm!
Maybe... that slap just now was just his luck.
Feng Yi also couldn't help but smile.
He really didn't expect that an immortal in the mortal realm would shamelessly say that he was a disciple of the Tianhe Sect!
How can there be such shameless people in this world?!
"Have you laughed enough?" Ye Qingchen glanced at them lightly, "Have you laughed enough, then get out."
Feng Yi's smile gradually disappeared little by little.
He snorted coldly: "Fan Yu! You just lost face in front of so many people, don't you want to get it back?"
The Fan Yu he mentioned was the young man in gray robe who had just attacked Ye Qingchen.
After learning that Ye Qingchen was just a tenth-level immortal, Fan Yu was so ashamed and angry that he really couldn't believe that he would fail in front of such a waste.
At this moment, after receiving Feng Yi's order, he roared angrily, green light surged from his hand, strong wind swept the sand, and ten wind tornadoes hit Ye Qingchen fiercely!
He is at the fifth level of the Touching Dao Realm. His angry blow is definitely enough to kill an immortal at the tenth level of the Mortal Transformation Realm!
Ye Qingchen didn't move at all, as if he was stunned.
Until his body was buried under those ten winds!
Fan Yu was stunned for a moment.
But he didn't think much about it, but laughed loudly: "Trash is indeed trash! It must have been torn into pieces now..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
I saw a sword light burning with colorful flames suddenly breaking through the ten wind scrolls he blasted and piercing his heart!
"!!!"
Fan Yu's soul suddenly appeared, his face changed wildly, and a green edge suddenly appeared in his hand, trying to block it in front of him.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on his right side and grabbed his wrist that was holding the sword.
Chi——!!
Without a long sword to block him, Fan Yu's heart was undoubtedly pierced by the colorful sword light!
At the end of his life, he glanced to his right.
I only saw those indifferent eyes.
Infinite regret began to arise in his heart.
It's a pity... there is no regret medicine in this world.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Fan Yu, whose heart was pierced by a sword, was burned by colorful flames. Until the flames burned out, not a trace of ashes was left!