Chapter 569 Ye Chen, Come Back

The night in Nan Chu was peaceful and quiet, but the air was filled with blood.

In a dark mountain forest, there was a rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the silent night.

This is a figure covered in blood, holding a blood-stained killing sword, staggering, and behind him are blood-colored footprints. Every step seems to be extremely difficult because he is injured too badly.

Through the faint moonlight, he could still see the flesh-and-blood face.

This person, if you look closely, isn't that the headmaster of Hengyue, Yang Dingtian?

thump!

Yang Dingtian stepped out and fell tiredly under a rock.

"Is this the Hengyue I've been trying so hard to protect?" Looking at the void quietly, Yang Dingtian smiled, and his smile was very sad. He was tired and vicissitudes of life under the dark night.

He was chased and killed all the way, and he also escaped all the way. Exhausted, he finally realized that it was the Hengyue Sect who he had desperately guarded who was chasing him.

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Soon, the cold wind whistled in the mountain forest, and the rainbows in the void continued to surround them from all directions, all covered in black robes, the first one was Ge Hong, the first of the Yangfeng Peak outside the gate of Hengyue Sect.

Seeing this, Yang Dingtian staggered to his feet with the support of the killing sword.

"Senior brother, you make me look good!" Ge Hong held the killing sword, showing two rows of white teeth. In the dark night, his smile was terrifying, like a demon from hell.

"Who is going to kill me, Yin Zhiping or Tongxuan?" Yang Dingtian tried to stand still, looking at Ge Hong with dim light.

"Does this make any difference?" Ge Hong casually spread out his hands, smiling savagely, "The Holy Son said on the first day he took over as the superintendent, that you rebels intend to rebel, and you should kill those who deserve to be killed, oh correct......"

Speaking of which, Ge Hong patted his forehead, "Master, his old man also said, as the former headmaster of Hengyue, you know too many secrets, it would be bad if you sold it to other forces. ."

"If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry." Yang Dingtian did not get angry, did not roar, and was calm and scary.

"Come on, Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I'll take you on your way." Ge Hong smiled, his eyes turned cold, and suddenly he slapped it with a palm.

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, and the disintegrated spiritual power forcibly condensed, gathered on the palm of his hand, and blasted out with one palm.

boom!

The two seals collided, a roar exploded, the boulders in the four directions shattered one after another, and the surrounding ancient trees were also cut off by an invisible halo, and the place was instantly much empty.

puff!

Yang Dingtian spat out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back, exhausted, he couldn't even exert 20% of his combat power.

Zheng!

As the killing sword rang out, Ge Hong stabbed Changhong through the space and approached Yang Dingtian, as if he didn't want to give Yang Dingtian a chance to breathe.

Seeing the slaying sword strike, Yang Dingtian staggered, but there was no extra movement, because he couldn't raise any more spiritual power, and he couldn't escape Ge Hong's slaying sword.

When he was dying, Yang Dingtian smiled again, with a sad smile, closed his eyes slightly, and two lines of blood and tears ran across his tired face.

Zheng!

Another sword sounded, but the bloody scene where Yang Dingtian's body was pierced in his imagination did not happen.

Until Yang Ding opened his eyes consciously.

When he entered his eyes, what he saw was a hand, a golden hand, and the sword that Ge Hong stabbed was firmly grasped by the golden hand. No matter how much Ren Gehong exerted force, he could no longer Stab in half.

Subconsciously, Yang Dingtian went to see the owner of the golden hand. It was a masked young man with black hair like a waterfall. The cold wind picked up his black hair, and he could clearly see the blood oozing hatred on his right forehead. Character.

boom!

While he was dying, Ge Hong had already been shaken back.

"Who are you." Ge Hong looked at Ye Chen with fierce eyes, and his expression was extremely ferocious, "I am a member of the Hengyue Sect, it is best to leave it alone, otherwise my holy son will get angry and you will die miserably. "

"Kill, don't keep one." Ye Chen's indifferent words responded to Ge Hong.

Suddenly, there were gusts of wind whistling in all directions, and rainbows appeared one after another, and the rolling murderous aura drowned the mountain forest.

"This...." Feeling the terrifying pressure from all directions, Ge Hong suddenly changed.

what....!

Soon, screams sounded, and a bloody head had fallen from the sky.

Seeing this, Ge Hong's eyes were full of horror, and he turned around immediately and was about to flee and leave, but was slapped back by Gu Santong's palm.

puff! puff! puff!

Next, blood flowers bloomed one after another, and a figure fell into the void, all of which were killed by one move. The bloody scene was even dazzling and shocking under the dark night.

After three breaths, everyone except Ge Hong was executed.

"Thank you fellow Daoists for your help." Seeing everyone coming, Yang Dingtian stumbled.

"Master." Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward and supported Yang Dingtian.

"Master?" Such a familiar voice made Yang Dingtian, whose eyes were dim, suddenly raised his head to look at Ye Chen.

"I'm Ye Chen!" Ye Chen has already put away the ghost mask, revealing that handsome face and the tears still flashing in his eyes, "Ye Chen, you're back."

Yang Dingtian's body trembled, staring at Ye Chen's face in a daze, his bloody hands couldn't help touching it.

"You...you're still alive." Yang Dingtian's eyes were filled with tears.

"I will come back if the King of Hell doesn't accept me." Ye Chen smiled lightly, one hand was already placed on Yang Dingtian's shoulder, and then Xianhuo and Zhen Yuan were poured into his body at the same time, helping him to refine and remain in his body The strange power of , replenishes the spiritual power that I have exhausted due to the bloody battle.

"You're still alive." Yang Dingtian still watched intently, thinking it was an illusion, but the warm air in his body let him know that this was reality.

Soon, Ye Chen withdrew his palm and stuffed a spiritual pill into Yang Dingtian's mouth, then raised his hand and grabbed Ge Hong, who was bloody not far away.

"Elder Ge Hong, what a coincidence!" Ye Chen turned around and looked at Ge Hong with a playful face. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

"You... Ye... Ye Chen..." But seeing Ye Chen's true face, Ge Hong's eyes suddenly became prominent, his pupils shrunk to the size of pinpoints, and he looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. "No...impossible, it's impossible."

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen sneered, a palm had already pressed on Ge Hong's Tianling cover.

Then, the search for the gods was operating, and a strong and aggressive force poured into Ge Hong's mind.

what....!

Soon, the shrill screams resounded through the mountains and forests. Ge Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, his face was a little distorted in pain, and his head was about to burst. All his memories of his life were plundered by force.

Seeing Ge Hong like this, Yang Dingtian on the side did not have the slightest sympathy. Once upon a time, his fellow junior and junior had the slightest sympathy for him.

Three or five seconds later, Ge Hong collapsed to the ground weakly, panting violently.

With the success of the search, Ye Chenwei suddenly opened his eyes, the cold murderous intention collapsed instantly, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to be real, "Yin Zhiping, Tongxuan, Qingyunzong, Zhengyangzong, Qijia, The royal family..."

"Forgive me, spare me." Ge Hong was already on the ground, begging for mercy in horror, "It's all Yin Zhiping, it's all him, he instructed us."

"Then go down and wait for him first!" Ye Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand and smashed Ge Hong's head into pieces.

After destroying Ge Hong, Ye Chen took out dozens of jade slips with his hands, and imprinted them with a lot of information separated from Ge Hong's memory.

"Let's act separately!" Ye Chen distributed dozens of jade slips to Zhong Jiang, Hong Chenxue, and the others. "It's faster, and you must bring them back safely."

"Look!" Everyone laughed, turned around and disappeared instantly.

"Ye... Ye Chen, those people are..." Yang Dingtian glanced at the people who left, and then put his eyes on Ye Chen. With his vision, he could naturally see that they were all There are a dozen or so of genuine quasi-heavenly cultivators! They all listened to Ye Chen's orders.

"Master, come back to talk about some things, and the disciple will go to save people first." Ye Chen smiled and turned around and disappeared.

After he left, a few people in black robes flashed out of the darkness and said with a smile, "Young Daoist friend, the Holy Master ordered us to escort you to the ancient city of Qianqiu to wait."

"Holy...Holy Lord?"