After seeing the body of his son Hou Yuanchang, Hou Shan went on a rampage and started killing. However, after actually facing Ye Chuan, the murderer, he was no longer in a hurry to take action.
Beside Panlong Tianchi, it suddenly became quiet.
Ye Chuan and Hou Shan remained silent, and everyone also closed their mouths in unison, quietly listening to their own heartbeats. The surroundings were quiet, only the cold murderous aura was rippling, getting stronger and stronger.
The sparkling Tianchi suddenly became windless and rippled, and the mirror-like water surface was wrinkled by the thick murderous aura.
"Boy, do you know how old I am to have a son?" Hou Shan spoke, breaking the silence first and taking a step forward. The red eyes suddenly became clear, and a cold light shone. It's not that he has truly regained his composure, but that he has become more determined to kill Ye Chuan and is determined to win.
"I don't know." Ye Chuan shook his head.
"Seventy-three years old."
Hou Shan took another step forward, only seven short steps away from Ye Chuan, and said coldly: "When I was seventy-three years old, God was so pitiful that he finally gave me a son."
"Yes, it's a pity to have a son at such an old age. But what does this mean?"
Ye Chuan looked at the aggressive Hou Shan and said coldly: "Doesn't it mean that your son didn't come easily, so he shouldn't be killed? Or does it mean that, junior brother, you are in good health when you are old, and you can still have children at seventy-three?"
The crowd watching was a little commotion, and people who were originally nervous suddenly wanted to laugh.
The dull and depressing atmosphere suddenly seemed to change because of Ye Chuan's few words.
Fatty Zhao Dazhi also wanted to laugh, but he couldn't smile with such a grin. More and more disciples of the Tianyao Sect arrived after hearing the news, and each one was more powerful than the other. If he were to pull anyone out, he would never be able to beat him. Look. The fat man's little heart was trembling all the time.
Hou Shan's face was as red as a dark red pig's liver, and his orifices were full of smoke. He took a step forward again and said fiercely: "Boy, do you know that in order to train my son Hou Yuanchang to be a master, I have been with him since he was a child?" How much thought was put into it, how much crystals and elixirs were spent on it? Do you know how much I paid?"
Thinking of his son Hou Yuanchang who died unexpectedly, Hou Shan's heart bleeds. Over the years, he has really spared no expense in raising his son to adulthood. When his son was about to become a talented person and was expected to enter the Elite Hall and be selected as a direct disciple by the elders, he was stabbed by Ye Chuan. Who could understand the aggrievedness and pain in his heart
"have no idea!"
Ye Chuan answered honestly and said calmly: "It's a pity. Those crystals and elixirs used to raise pigs might have cultivated a pig demon to guard the mountain gate."
In the crowd, someone finally couldn't help but smile.
Among the younger generation of the Tianyao Sect, Hou Yuanchang, who calls himself Lord Marquis, has a private nickname. He is called Pig Hou. This does not mean that Hou Yuanchang looks like a pig, but that he is as stupid as a pig. Many disciples of the same age and starting point have broken through to the seventh level of monks by practicing alone. He spent countless crystals and elixirs, and used the power of his father Hou Shan to seize many resources to barely reach the fifth level of monks. The mud can't help him. The wall has always been a joke of the Tianyao Sect.
Ye Chuan didn't know Hou Yuanchang's nickname, but he happened to be right and spoke out the thoughts of many Tianyao Sect disciples.
Hou Shan couldn't stand anymore, his face turned purple. He wanted to torture Ye Chuan slowly before killing him, but suddenly he couldn't hold it back amidst people's laughter. He flew forward ferociously and roared loudly, "Boy,... I'm going to kill you with one knife!"
The sharp sword light flashed through the air, and the disciples of the Tianyao Sect who were standing a hundred meters away felt a cold chill on their necks as the faint light of the sword was approaching, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated.
"Elder brother, be careful!"
Fatty Zhao Dazhi screamed in shock. Before he could finish his words, he was kicked out by Ye Chuan. There was a click, and a deep knife mark appeared on the ground. A little slower, Ye Chuan and Fatty were about to be chopped into two pieces.
sharp!
Protector Hou Shan's sword could sweep away masters of the same realm! Hou Yidao's reputation is indeed not false!
The disciples of the Tianyao Sect who were watching were all shocked, seeing how powerful the protector Hou Shan was. The fat man crawled and rolled to the side of protector Yang Tiankuang, and held the seriously injured Yang Tiankuang in his arms. He looked back at Hou Shan, who was showing his fierceness, and the fat all over his body was trembling, and he kept praying for Ye Chuan.
"What kind of protector of the mountain gate has this little ability? He is strong enough but lacks variety. That's not how the demon sword is used! Oh, what a skill, no one in the Tianyao gate really knows it anymore?"
Ye Chuan shook his head and sighed.
In a head-on confrontation, he is naturally no match for Hou Shan. The realms of the two sides are far apart. If Hou Shan had used other techniques, the situation would have been really worrying. Ye Chuan breathed a sigh of relief when he used the demon-killing sword that he was famous for.
In the eyes of others, Hou Shan has mastered a demon sword to perfection, but in the eyes of Ye Chuan, the originator of sword techniques, he is still far behind.
Like his son Hou Yuanchang, Hou Shan made a big mistake, but unfortunately, he didn't know it!
"Boy, don't hide if you have the guts, I'll chop you with my knife!"
Hou Shan yelled angrily, pounced on him again, and launched a fierce attack, each sword faster than the last.
At the beginning, Ye Chuan relied on his superb eyesight to do everything he could, always being one step ahead of Hou Shan's killing blows. But slowly, as Master Houshan's first-level cultivation was fully revealed, thrills began one after another. Sometimes, knowing exactly how Hou Shan is going to attack and where his dagger is going to hit him, he still feels powerless to dodge.
Absolute power is indeed king and can crush everything!
Ye Chuan sighed secretly, understanding that his current cultivation level was still too low. The three sky-swallowing talismans in his body were running wildly, and he was about to use a spell to reveal his trump card when a loud shout suddenly came from the distance, "Stop!"
An overwhelming pressure suddenly came from the horizon.
On the edge of Panlong Tianchi, everyone's bodies, including Ye Chuan and Hou Shan, sank, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on them.
The master of Tianyao Sect is here
Fatty Zhao Dazhi's eyes lit up, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. Ye Chuan also narrowed his eyes slightly, staying the same to cope with the changes.
"kill!"
Hou Shan was shocked, his strength and speed were greatly reduced under the inexplicable pressure, and he understood that he had alarmed a super master of the sect. But after a pause, he did not stop. Instead, he rushed towards Ye Chuan with all his strength, trying to kill Ye Chuan before the masters of the sect arrived. His son Hou Yuanchang died. He would rather face the wall for a hundred years than kill Ye Chuan, determined to win!
"Be bold!"
A cold voice suddenly came. With a whoosh, something passed through the air and hit Hou Shan hard. The protector of the mountain gate, who was at the first level of the real world, suddenly fell to the ground and cried out loudly. There was a blood mark from head to toe that was deep enough to see the bones. What caused all this was not a treasure, but an ordinary dead branch!
A roaring sound was heard in the darkness, and a six or seven-meter-tall giant flew over, wearing large pieces of bark-like armor. As soon as the body appeared, a heavy coercion came to people's minds, making them so uncomfortable that they couldn't breathe.
"Lord Tianku?"
"This disciple is guilty, see Lord Tianku!"
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After calming down and seeing clearly the appearance of the giant, the expressions of many disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect changed greatly, and they all knelt down respectfully. Hou Shan's limbs were cold and his heart felt extremely cold and uncomfortable. He was just a little bit close to killing Ye Chuan, but he was stopped by his own people. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood!