Ye Chen didn't think twice and ran towards the little girl and the boy. The shopkeeper chased after them and slapped Ye Chen's back with the iron ruler. If Ye Chen wanted to hold the little girl hostage, then this iron ruler could take half his life the moment he held the little girl hostage!

However, Ye Chen seemed to have anticipated this move. When he rushed to the little girl, he grabbed her and threw her towards the shopkeeper without even looking back!

Ye Chen used a lot of force, and the shopkeeper knew immediately that if he didn't catch the little girl, she would definitely fall to death. The shopkeeper had no choice but to put away the iron ruler and catch the little girl.

Being blocked by Ye Chen, the shopkeeper had no time to catch up with Ye Chen. Ye Chen took this opportunity to rush to the boy. The boy felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his body became lighter, and he was caught by Ye Chen without any hesitation.

The shopkeeper said angrily: "As a disciple of Taiwei Sect, you actually used such a despicable method. Aren't you ashamed?"

Ye Chen sneered: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, why do you care what means I use?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen threw the little boy to the shopkeeper again. The shopkeeper quickly reached out to catch him, but the moment he caught the little boy, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down in disbelief, and saw a blood-red sword tip piercing through the little boy's body and directly into his chest.

"Despicable!" the shopkeeper cursed with gritted teeth.

Ye Chen laughed loudly: "All's fair in war. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being too soft-hearted!"

Ye Chen has always believed that "those who achieve great things will do whatever it takes", and using two children as tools is nothing to him. On the contrary, he thinks that people like the shopkeeper who disregard their own safety in order to save others are extremely stupid, and he despises him in his heart.

At this moment, the shopkeeper felt that all the blood in his body was flowing along the blade of the blood-red sword. It was obvious that the sword was absorbing his blood. Ye Chen absorbed the shopkeeper's blood through the blood-refined sword, and felt extremely comfortable all over his body. Even his cultivation level was improved a little bit.

He felt the pleasure brought by absorbing the essence and blood, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face. He looked at the shopkeeper with a grim smile and said, "Old man, don't you have anything to say before you die?"

The shopkeeper panted and whispered, "These two children are innocent, please let them go!"

Ye Chen glanced at the little boy who was almost out of breath, and then at the little girl who was standing there stupidly staring at the scene in front of her, unable to recover for a long time. He shook his head and said, "That won't do! They all know who I am, so we can't let them stay!"

The shopkeeper said angrily: "They are just children, they are no threat to you at all, why do you have to kill them all?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Because 'to cut the grass, you must remove the roots'!"

After saying that, Ye Chen suddenly increased the speed of the Blood Refining Sword absorbing blood essence. The shopkeeper screamed, and his whole body suddenly shrank like a deflated balloon. Seeing that he was about to die, he stretched out a finger, stared at Ye Chen with eyes full of hatred, and hissed: "You...you will not have a good end!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shopkeeper fell to the ground helplessly like a dry branch, without a sound.

The little boy in his arms was also silent at this time. Even a cultivator like him at the Golden Core stage couldn't resist the Blood Refining Sword's ability to absorb blood essence, so the little boy couldn't hold on any longer.

The little girl looked at the scene in front of her with disbelief in her eyes. She murmured, "Xiaobao, the shopkeeper uncle..."

Ye Chen drew out his sword and let the shopkeeper and the little boy fall to the ground. He slowly walked towards the little girl, with a trace of regret in his eyes: "What a pity, you look pretty, maybe you will grow up to be a big beauty. But now, I can only ask you to go on your way. Don't blame me in your nine springs, I was forced to do this!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen raised the Blood Refined Sword high up and swung it towards the little girl.

Seeing that the little girl was about to be killed by Ye Chen's sword, a roar suddenly came from the sky: "Stop!"

Ye Chen was shocked and flew back without thinking. The next moment, a sword energy fell from the sky and slashed fiercely at the position where Ye Chen was just now.

Ye Chen looked up at the sky with an ugly expression, but saw Feng Shao looking at him with murderous intent.

Although Feng Shao knew that Ye Chen was a perverse and vindictive person, he did not expect that he would actually attack civilians.

After taking a look at the shopkeeper and the little boy who were already silent, and then at the little girl who was standing there stupidly and had not yet reacted to the sudden change, Feng Shao narrowed his eyes slightly and tightened his grip on the sword. He looked at Ye Chen coldly and said in a cold voice: "Ye Chen, not only did you attack your fellow disciples, but you also killed innocent people indiscriminately. You have violated the rules of our sect and committed a heinous crime. Today, in the name of the sect's saint, I will punish you!"

Ye Chen looked at Feng Shao and gnashed his teeth: "Feng Shao, stop pretending to be a good person here! This world is originally a world where the strong prey on the weak! I just killed a few ants, why do you have to make things difficult for me?"

"Ants?" Feng Shao was extremely angry. "You said that others are ants, but have you ever thought that you are also an ant in the eyes of others? Since you think killing one or two civilians is nothing, then should you be able to refute if I kill you now?!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "Are you really going to kill me?"

"If I don't kill someone like you who takes human life lightly, do I want to keep you alive to bring disaster to the world?!"

Feng Shao roared angrily, turned into a meteor, and slashed at Ye Chen with a sword!

Feng Shao, who was furious, had already used all his strength. Ye Chen only felt a flash before his eyes, and a long sword gleaming with silver light came across the sky. Ye Chen was horrified and quickly swung his sword to block. The next moment, there was a "clang" sound, and Ye Chen felt as if his chest was hit hard, and the whole person was chopped away by Feng Shao's sword.

Before Ye Chen could adjust himself in mid-air, Feng Shao rushed forward again, swung his sword, and the sharp sword energy flew towards Ye Chen. Ye Chen swung his sword with all his strength, but only blocked more than half of it, and the remaining half of the sword energy actually hit him.

As Ye Chen let out a scream, streaks of sword energy swept past his body, causing splashes of blood.

After just one encounter, Ye Chen was beaten miserably by Feng Shao. He had never thought that Feng Shao, who had always been kind and gentle, could be so terrible when he got angry! This made Ye Chen, who had always been confident and arrogant, feel a little timid.

But the next moment, he gritted his teeth, and a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat rose in his heart.

Why! Why is Feng Shao so strong? I, Ye Chen, am no worse than him! He has practiced for thirty years and still hasn't reached the Golden Core stage. Am I not as good as such a waste?

Looking at Feng Shao who was walking slowly towards him like a judge from hell, Ye Chen struggled to stand up and roared at Feng Shao: "Why are you pushing me like this?! I just killed someone, and you actually want to kill me?! People like you just can't stand seeing me get better! I did this because you forced me to do this!"

Feng Shao's eyes were cold, and he said grimly: "You have evil intentions, but you put the blame on others. Ye Chen, Ye Chen, people like you will never achieve the right result no matter how much you practice!"

Ye Chen said angrily: "My fate does not need to be decided by people like you! My fate is in my own hands!"

After saying that, Ye Chen suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood onto the Blood Refining Sword. The originally dim Blood Refining Sword suddenly released a bewitching red light, which made Ye Chen's twisted and hideous face become gloomy and strange.

Ye Chen said grimly: "Feng Shao, don't you think you are better than me? Let's see how you can fight me now!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen swung his sword, and the enchanting red sword body drew a bright red light spot in the air, slashing diagonally towards Feng Shao. Feng Shao looked at Ye Chen and said lightly: "Ye Chen, you are possessed by a demon!"

"You forced me to do that!"

Amid Ye Chen's roar, the enchanting red sword light came windingly. Feng Shao put the long sword at his side, and when the sword light was about to fall, he swung it out fiercely!

Thirty-six Sword Techniques of Xiaoyao: Fuyao!

The Fuyao Sword Art is different from other sword arts. Other sword arts have dozens of moves, or at least three or five moves, but the Fuyao Sword Art has only one move. No matter whether this move is a chop, a cut, a stab, or a slash, it is just one move. Gathering the true essence and condensing it on this strike can bring out a strength far beyond one's own realm!

One day the great roc rises with the wind and soars up to 90,000 miles!

A swift silver sword light flew out of his hand and collided with the red sword light. After a loud bang, the red sword light was split apart by the sword, while the silver sword light did not lose its momentum. After breaking the red sword light, it flew straight towards Ye Chen's neck!

Seeing that Ye Chen was about to be beheaded by a sword, at this moment, a figure suddenly blocked Ye Chen's body and blocked the sword light with a sword. With a loud bang, the figure and Ye Chen were both blown away dozens of meters, which shows how powerful the sword light was.

But this fatal blow was blocked.

Feng Shao looked at the old man who was holding a sword across his chest and ready for battle, and asked coldly: "Uncle Master, what is the meaning of this action?"

The old man wanted to question Feng Shao first, but Feng Shao spoke first, and he was stunned. But then he turned around and said angrily: "You are so vicious, you actually attacked your fellow disciples without permission! I must clean up the sect today!"

Feng Shao narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man, sneering: "Is there something you don't understand?"

The old man couldn't help asking, "What do you mean by that?"

Feng Shao sneered, "In the past, the Taiwei Sect declined, and many disciples left the sect. You, an old man, were just one of them. You are a traitor who has left the sect for who knows how many years. What qualifications do you have to rely on your age here? I don't want to argue with you because I see that you are old. I call you 'Master Uncle' because I respect you, but in my eyes, who are you?"

This old man is biased and credulous. Feng Shao has completely lost the intention to communicate with this old man, so he might as well break up with him here!