A hundred years ago, that man should have been an octogenarian, how could he be so young and handsome...

impossible.

But he said he was an old acquaintance of the old sect leader...

Le Qing'er's doubts became even more serious.

After a while, she realized that she was staring at Chen Yang. She quickly lowered her eyes, and her fair face turned slightly red.

When Long Batian saw that this man and woman treated him as nothing, he was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"Chen Sheng, don't say that this sect leader doesn't value you. Today I will let you gain some experience and go capture that brat for me." He said coldly to a disciple beside him.

The disciple was just watching the fun, and he never expected that the sect leader would suddenly mention him. His heart skipped a beat.

The boy just now used a sword to break the sect master's Fengyun Yuqi Jue. He was obviously a great sword cultivator. Although I am also a sword cultivator, I don't have the ability to resist the sect master's skills.

"Hurry up and go. Haven't you always said that this sect leader doesn't know the value of gold and jade?" Long Batian's tone became colder and colder.

"Big Brother, go ahead! That kid is so young, so he must not be that strong. It was a fluke that he broke the Sect Master's technique just now!"

"That's right, Senior Brother, go ahead! When the Sect Master takes over the Qinglian Holy Land, we can also benefit from it!"

The other disciples encouraged him.

Anyway, those who watch the fun don't mind the trouble.

The man known as the eldest brother hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shouted, "Sword!"

A jade green sword appeared in his left hand.

"Boy, since you are also a sword cultivator, I would like to ask for your advice!" As he said that, he jumped up and stabbed towards Chen Yang with swords in both hands.

Chen Yang looked at the man stabbing at him and frowned slightly: "Do you think you are worthy of asking me for advice?"

He raised his hand and said, "Flame Burn!"

As the light shout came, a ball of blazing flame appeared out of thin air in his palm. He pushed his palm hard, and the fireball hit the chest of the Saint Gate Sect disciple.

It was as if fireworks spread out in an instant.

At the same time, the disciple was knocked to the ground by Yan Fen's power.

The people around were stunned by this sudden change.

"Ahhh!" The man lying on the ground with his body burning in flames screamed for mercy.

A flash of sword light appeared, and the scream stopped immediately.

Long Batian and Zhao Wuji looked down and saw that the man's head and body had already been separated. Naturally, he could no longer make a sound, but his screaming mouth was still wide open, like a bottomless black hole.

This scene not only shocked the people from the Thunder Fire Sect of the Holy Gate Sect, but even the disciples of the Qinglian Holy Land opened their mouths wide.

This swift and decisive method of killing...

Chen Yang didn't even frown, but just said calmly: "Who among you still wants to learn from me?"

Zhao Wuji took the lead and took a few steps back: "The Qinglian Holy Land still needs to exist. This sect leader bids farewell..."

Having said this, he turned around and left in a hurry.

The disciples naturally followed closely.

The one who died was the chief disciple of the Holy Fire Sect, a genius in sword cultivation, who had reached the initial stage of foundation building at a young age. Because of this, Long Ba Tiancai let him fight against Chen Yang, and actually still had a glimmer of hope.

I hope Chen Yang just luckily broke his Fengyun Yuqi Jue, but the result...

This kid is indeed capable, what are you waiting for?

Just as I turned around and was about to leave, I suddenly heard two words from behind me: "Stop."

He paused, without turning his head, his expression solemn.

"You must promise that you will never come to the Qinglian Holy Land to cause trouble from now on!" Chen Yang said in a flat tone.

But this calm tone sounded like murderous intent to everyone. After all, this person had chopped off the head of their eldest brother in an extremely calm manner.

"Today, my sect leader's skills are inferior to others. I promise that from now on, I will not cause trouble for the Qinglian Holy Land." Long Batian gritted his teeth and said without turning his head.

After saying that, he didn't hear any unusual sounds and strode down the mountain.

After walking a few steps, I started running.

Only when they disappeared did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Almost all the elders suffered internal injuries to varying degrees, and they supported each other.

Just then a voice came from behind them: "Let me go, let me go!"

I saw two disciples coming over holding Lingcai.

One of the disciples said, "Master, Senior Brother Lingcai was trying to escape down the mountain but we discovered him."

"Bullshit, I'm going down the mountain to find help! I don't intend to escape at all!" Lingcai said immediately.

Le Qing'er looked at Lingcai with deep eyes.

How could she not know this person's character? It was just that there were not many talented cultivators in the Qinglian Holy Land, so she paid more attention to this person...

Le Qing'er thought helplessly that the Qinglian Holy Land was losing its talents and a piece of trash was treated as a treasure.

Thinking about how it was because of his words that he pushed Qingyao onto the battlefield, he suddenly felt an indescribable disgust towards this man.

Besides...

She stared at Chen Yang quietly.

Moreover, this person offended Chen Yang, which is a heinous crime.

"I've said before, anyone who betrays my Qinglian Sect will not be forgiven easily and will be arrested and punished!" she said calmly.

When Lingcai heard this, he immediately looked at his master.

The great elder who was Lingcai's master said, "Master, how can you make such a rash decision when you haven't figured out the situation yet?"

Then he looked at Lingcai: "Tell me the truth about why you went down the mountain."

"Disciple is really going to ask for help! Disciple is on good terms with two sects at the foot of the mountain, and Disciple really wants them to come and help!" Lingcai said hurriedly.

"Don't do this next time. How can you leave without permission when the holy land is in trouble?" the Great Elder scolded.

The implication is that the matter has been exposed.

At this time, Chen Yang sneered.

Lingcai was about to explode, but then he thought that this person was Qinglian's benefactor and it was not easy to offend him, so he just kept his mouth shut.

Chen Yang shook his head and sighed, "No wonder the Qinglian Holy Land was bullied by some sects. They took in all the garbage, so it would be strange if they weren't bullied."

"You, who are you calling trash!" Lingcai couldn't help but speak.

He is a recognized swordsmanship genius in the Qinglian Holy Land.

Of course, just because he doesn’t have the ability to save Qinglian doesn’t mean he is trash. If he is trash, then who else in the Qinglian Holy Land is not trash?

"I say you are trash, trash with low character, and trash who doesn't deserve to die!" Chen Yang said.

"You! You, you..." Lingcai was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"I'm going to fight you!" Lingcai shouted, and the Green Lotus Sword suddenly appeared.

"Lingcai can't do that. He is my Qinglian's benefactor!" the Great Elder shouted.

But it was too late. With a click, Chen Yang grabbed Lingcai's head with five fingers and twisted it gently.

This method shocked everyone again.

"I told you that your death was not a pity, but you still delivered it yourself." Chen Yang's hand loosened, and Ling Cai fell down, his eyes fixed on his master, as if questioning why he didn't save him.