The furious Ye Chuan started killing like a god of murder. The light of the sword flickered between his fingers. He sacrificed all nine daggers and used all his strength to use the Cun Mang technique passed down by the founder of the Yunwu Sect, the Ghost Hand Medicine King. All those who stood in the way were either missing a leg or an arm, and none of them could leave a complete corpse.
The minions who were loyal to the third elder Bai Yanhu, one after another, were finally afraid. Looking at Ye Chuan who was moving forward unstoppably, he was subconsciously retreating step by step with the bright sword in his hand. Many people were clearly above Ye Chuan in cultivation, but they didn't dare to rush forward. When they saw the army led by Yan Mo rushing forward, they dispersed in a rush.
It didn't take long for Ye Chuan to force his way to the Yunwu Hall on the top of the mountain.
This place used to be the center of power of the Yunwu Sect, but now it is also the base camp of the rebels. The self-proclaimed leader, the third elder Bai Yanhu, led a large group of cronies and waited for a long time. Zhu Sijia, with disheveled hair, was tied to a stone pillar, with a white cloth stuffed in her mouth. She became excited after seeing Ye Chuan, but she could only make some sounds from her throat and could not say a word.
Snap, snap, snap…
Bai Yanhu clapped his palms, looking condescending and confident of victory, "Awesome, tsk tsk, a first-generation sect disciple, really awesome. Although he has only broken through to the monk realm not long ago, he is better than most so-called monk realm masters Too many. With such a great disciple of the sect, it will be difficult for our Yunwu Sect to revive!"
"Having a great disciple like me is a blessing to the sect, but having an old dog like you is a bad luck to the sect!"
Ye Chuan pushed forward step by step, full of murderous intent, turning a blind eye to more and more rebels around him, and challenged Bai Yanhu in public, "Come on, old dog, today, I will kill you in public to see your conscience." What kind of dog lungs it has become!”
The smiling Bai Yanhu's expression suddenly changed. He no longer showed off his leisurely mood, and his expression became sinister.
Ye Chuan's words "old dog" sounded like an incomparable relief to Yan Mo and others. But to Bai Yanhu's ears, it was extremely harsh!
"You brave boy, why don't you kneel down when you see Master Bai? Do you want to..."
Behind Bai Yanhu, a thin sect disciple screamed. Before he could finish his words, a sword flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly felt a chill in his throat. Then, he clutched his throat and fell down, with lines of blood seeping out from between his fingers.
"Eldest brother, I am training the dog. Talk to the old dog so that the puppies don't rush to seek death."
Ye Chuan moved his fingers and his voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing from the iceberg, biting to the bone. From the beginning to the end, I couldn't see this skinny guy and just took out a short knife and killed him.
Bai Yanhu's expression changed again, and so did the experts gathered around him. The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and tense.
Ye Chuan's move made many experts feel threatened and pressured. It seems that Ye Chuan's realm is not high, but no matter the superb sword skills or the fierce strength, they are not what an ordinary second-level monk can achieve. Even many masters in the late monk realm couldn't see clearly the move just now.
"Ye Chuan, don't be shameless. I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and surrender. You will still be the eldest disciple of the sect. In the future, when I break through to the saint realm and tear apart the void and go to the outer world, you will be the head of the Yunwu Sect. If you don't repent and don't know how to advance or retreat, then don't blame me for being ruthless and hanging you at the mountain gate!" Bai Yanhu's eyes showed a fierce light, and he couldn't be gentle, and he began to show his ferocious face.
"It's not impossible for me to surrender and make you the leader, but..." Ye Chuan took a step forward, his eyes faintly flashing with green light.
"Just what? Do you want me to give you a peerless treasure, or let Zhu Sijia go?"
Bai Yanhu's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously took a step forward, unknowingly closing the distance to Ye Chuan to ten meters.
He was angry. He had hated Ye Chuan for a long time and wanted to tear him into pieces with his own hands. However, if Ye Chuan, the eldest disciple of the sect, surrendered, it would be of great benefit to him to secure his position as the leader. Many sect disciples who were still hesitating quickly surrendered. You can agree to Ye Chuan's request to stabilize him first, and then slowly deal with him after the situation stabilizes!
"I want the treasure, and I want to let Zhu Sijia go. These two conditions are indispensable. In addition, I want half of the elixirs collected by the sect." Ye Chuan took a step forward again.
"this… "
Bai Yanhu was a little hesitant. The Yunwu Sect was best at refining elixirs. He gave Ye Chuan half of the collection. If he pretended to surrender and ran away with the elixirs, it would be a huge loss.
Ye Chuan's lion opened his mouth so much that even Baiyan Tiger couldn't bear it. For some reason, Ye Chuan's voice seemed to sound a little wafty. Standing in front of him, the voice seemed to come from a thousand miles away.
Bai Yanhu, who had always been scheming, was in a daze for a moment.
It's now!
Do it!
Ye Chuan's body suddenly disappeared, and nine air waves appeared in the air, roaring towards Bai Yanhu.
With his current level of second-level monk, it is absolutely impossible to kill Bai Yanhu, who is in the real-person level, head-on. The only way is to win by surprise.
Demonic sound!
Under the guise of bargaining, Ye Chuan secretly used a peerless magical power, the Demonic Sound. This is a sound attack that has long been lost in the wild world. It was once the native skill of a great demon, and was snatched away after being killed by Ye Chuan millions of years ago. When used secretly in a battle with someone, it can often achieve miraculous effects. When it is powerful, it can make people confused and even directly obliterate the opponent's soul.
The second level of a monk is far from enough to show the power of the Demonic Sound. Especially when used on an old fox like Bai Yanhu, who is in the real state, it can only make him feel dazed for a moment at most. But for Ye Chuan, this is enough!
"careful!"
Behind Bai Yanhu, a masked man suddenly rushed up and pushed away the unconscious Bai Yanhu.
The dazzling sword light suddenly lit up.
The masked man was shaken, and his burly body fell to the ground. There were deep scars visible on the bones between his eyebrows, throat, and abdomen. One blow was fatal. The cold wind blew by, lifting up the black robe on his body, vaguely revealing a black tattoo carved on his left chest. This pattern looked familiar to Ye Chuan at first glance, and a figure popped into his mind, the mysterious and powerful messenger of the dark underworld who had met the third elder Bai Yanhu in the secret room.
At a glance, there were several such masked men in black standing among Bai Yanhu's entourage. Obviously, they were the helpers sent by the Black Messenger to help Bai Yanhu cleanse the Yunwu Sect!
"hateful!"
Ye Chuan gritted his teeth and quickly retreated.
There is only one chance. If the attack fails, it will be too late to take action. It is absolutely impossible to kill the old guy Bai Yanhu. Instead, he will suffer a fierce counterattack! Sure enough, before he had time to retreat to Balrog, Bai Yanhu, who had recovered his senses, rushed forward. A ferocious white tiger silhouette appeared behind his head. He suddenly accelerated and struck out with a fierce palm.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Bai Yanhu, who almost capsized in the gutter, was also angry. He slapped the palm with all his strength without any reservation. He would kill Ye Chuan in one face to face!