Chapter 569

The night of Southern Chu is quiet and quiet, but the air is filled with bloody air.

A dark mountain forest, the sound of rustling, in the silent night is particularly clear.

This is a figure with blood all over his body. He is staggering with a bloody sword in his hand. Behind him are bloody footprints. Every step seems to be extremely difficult, because he was hurt too much.

Through the faint moonlight, you can still see the flesh and blood of the face.

Is it Yang Dingyue's teacher?

Plop!

Yang Dingtian step out, tired of falling under a rock.

"Is this what Zeng Heng Yue is waiting for?" Looking at the void quietly, Yang Ding's eyes were tearful, but he was smiling. He was tired and vicissitudes in the dark.

He was chased and killed all the way, and he escaped all the way. Exhausted, he finally found out that he was the Hengyue patriarch whom he had tried to protect.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Soon, the cold wind howled in the mountain forest, and the God rainbow was constantly in the void. All of them were covered in black robes, and the first one was Gehong, the head of Diyang peak, the outer gate of Hengyue sect.

Seeing this, Yang Dingtian stood up with the support of the sword.

"Elder martial brother, you make me easy to find!" Ge Hong held the sword and showed two rows of white teeth. In the dark night, his smile was ferocious, just like a devil from hell.

"Who is going to kill me, Yin Zhiping or Tong Xuan?" Yang Dingtian tries to stand still and looks at Ge Hong dimly.

"What's the difference?" Ge Hong spread out his hands at will, laughing ferociously, "the first day that the son took charge of the school, he said that you rebellious people intended to rebel, and those who should be killed should be killed. Oh, yes

Speaking of this, Ge Hong also patted the forehead, "master, he said, as the former leader of Hengyue, you know too many secrets. If it is sold to other forces, it will be bad."

"If you want to add a crime, you have no reason." Yang Dingtian has no anger, no roar, calm some frightening.

"Come on, elder martial brother. I'll take you on the road." Ge Hong smiles and laughs, eyes light a cold, suddenly clap out.

Yang Dingtian clenched his teeth, and his spirit was forced to condense. He gathered on his palm and blew out.

Bang!

The two seals collided and roared. The boulders in the four directions collapsed one after another, and the ancient trees around them were cut off because of an invisible halo. The place was suddenly much empty.

Poof!

Yang Dingtian vomited blood and stepped back. Exhausted, he couldn't even play 20% of his fighting power.

Zheng!

With the sound of the sword, Ge Hong's sword pierced through the space and forced Yang Dingtian to come. He didn't want to give Yang Dingtian a chance to breathe.

Yang Dingtian's body falters at the sight of a sword, but there is no extra action, because he can't lift any more spiritual power. Ge Hong's unique sword can't escape.

At the end of his life and death, Yang Dingtian smiles again. His eyes are slightly closed, and two lines of blood and tears across his tired face.

Zheng!

Another sword clang, but the bloody scene in which Yang Dingtian's body was pierced did not happen.

When Yang Ding opened his eyes.

In his eyes, what he saw was a hand, a golden hand, and the sword that Ge Hong stabbed was firmly held in his hand by the golden hand. No matter how hard Gehong exerted his force, he could not make another half of it.

Subconsciously, Yang Dingtian went to see the owner of the golden hand. He was a young man with a mask. His black hair was like a waterfall. When the cold wind lifted up his black hair, he could clearly see the bloody hate word on his right forehead.

Bang!

Between his death, Ge Hong had been shaken back by Sheng Sheng.

"Who are you?" Ge Hong looked at Ye Chen with fierce light in his eyes. He looked ferocious and incomparable. "I'm from hengyuezong. It's better to leave it alone, or my son will be angry and you'll die miserably."

"Kill, not one." In response to Ge Hong, it is just a light sentence from ye Chen.

Suddenly, there were strong winds in all directions, and a rainbow of gods appeared. The rolling murderous spirit drowned the mountain forest. The pressure seemed too strong, so that the peaks were all inch by inch cracked.

"This..." Feeling the threat of terror in all directions, Gehong suddenly turned pale.

Ah!

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

Seeing this, Ge Hong's eyes were full of panic. He immediately turned around and was about to escape. However, he was patted back by Gu Santong.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

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

All the people except Ge Hong were killed.

"Thank you for your help." Seeing the crowd coming, Yang Dingtian staggered for a while."Master." Ye Chen hurried forward and helped Yang Dingtian.

"Master?" So familiar with the voice, let the eyes dim Yang Dingtian suddenly raised his head to see ye Chen.

"I am Ye Chen!" Ye Chen has already brushed his hand and collected the ghost mask, revealing the beautiful face and the twinkling tears in his eyes, "Ye Chen, come back."

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

"You... You're still alive." Yang Dingtian's eyes are full of tears.

"If Yama doesn't accept me, I will come back." Ye Chen grinned and put a hand on Yang Dingtian's shoulder, and then Xianhuo and Zhenyuan poured into his body at the same time to help him refine the strange power remaining in his body and replenish the spiritual power that I had exhausted due to the bloody battle.

"You're still alive." Yang Dingtian is still staring at it, thinking it is an illusion, but the warm air flow in his body let him know that this is the reality.

Soon, ye Chen took back his hand and put a elixir into Yang Dingtian's mouth. Then he raised his hand and caught the bloody Gehong not far away.

"Elder Gehong, what a coincidence Ye Chen turns around and looks at Ge Hong with a funny face.

"You... Ye... Ye Chen..." But see ye Chen's true face, Ge Hong's eyes are highlighted when zhudun, pupil shrinkage into the size of a needle, a face can't believe looking at Ye Chen, "no... impossible, this is impossible."

"There's nothing impossible." Ye Chen sneers, a palm already pressed on Ge Hong's heavenly cover.

Then, with the operation of SouShen technique, a strong and aggressive force poured into Ge Hong's mind.

Ah!

Soon, the shrill scream resounded through the mountain forest. Ge Hong's seven orifices were bleeding, his face was twisted and his head was about to explode. All his memories in his life were plundered by force.

Seeing Ge Hong so, Yang Dingtian on one side did not have the slightest pity. Once upon a time, he, the younger martial brother, had the slightest pity for him.

Three or five seconds later, Ge Hong collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.

With the success of SouShen, ye Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold killing opportunity suddenly burst out. The cold light in his eyes seemed to be in general, "Yin Zhiping, tongxuan, Qingyun, Zhengyang, Qijia, Wangjia..."

"Spare me, spare me." Ge Hong has already crawled on the ground, frightened begging for mercy, "it's all Yin Zhiping, all of him, he ordered us."

"Then go down and wait for him." Ye Chen uttered a cold hum and raised his hand to smash Ge Hong's head.

After killing Ge Hong, ye Chenfu takes out dozens of jade slips, imprinting many intelligence separated from Ge Hong's memory.

"Split up." Ye Chen gave dozens of jade slips to Zhongjiang and hongchenxue, "the speed should be fast, and we must bring them back safely."

"Look, all right!" They all laughed and disappeared in a moment.

"Ye... Ye Chen, those people are..." Yang Dingtian took a look at those who left, and then put his eyes on Ye Chen's body. From his perspective, he could see that those monks were genuine quasi heaven realm monks. There were more than a dozen of them! They all listen to Ye Chen's orders.

"Master, some things come back and say, I will go to save people first." Ye Chen smiles and disappears.

After he left, a few black robed people came out of the darkness and said with a smile, "Yang Daoyou, the Lord has ordered us to escort you to the ancient city of Qianqiu to wait."

"Saint... Lord?"