The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Yan Jue drew the sword from his ribs and said sternly: "Immediately order your men to stop attacking and focus on fighting the enemy outside the city. Otherwise, I will kill you first!"

Liu Gao stared at Yan Jue deeply, shook his head and said, "Master, please forgive me for not being able to obey your order. If the people outside the city were the families of the brothers of the Yun Huan Sect, I don't think they would be so cold-blooded..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Beiyou soldiers present nodded in agreement.

Attacking one's closest relatives and killing one's own relatives with one's own hands is such a cruel act that no emotional person can do.

However, before Liu Gao could finish his words, Yan Jue suddenly swung his sword and instantly stabbed Liu Gao in the chest.

Liu Gao was stunned by the sudden attack and was unable to react in time.

He lowered his head and grabbed the sword in front of his chest, blood dripping from between his fingers.

He stared at Yan Jue and said firmly, "Master, I...don't deserve death, but please let my brothers in Beiyou City live..."

Before his words had dissipated in the air, his body became unstable and he finally collapsed to the ground powerlessly.

The soldiers of Beiyou Army witnessed the tragedy of Liu Gao being killed by Yan Jue's sword. They all looked pale and shocked.

Their eyes were filled with confusion and anger, and they asked in unison: "Yan Jue, why did you want to kill Lord Liu? What was his fault?"

Yan Jue's eyes were fierce. He drew his sword and wiped the blood off the sword.

He pointed the tip of his sword at the generals of the Beiyou Army and shouted, "What's wrong? Liu Gao disobeyed orders and deserves death!"

Faced with Yan Jue's aggressiveness, the soldiers of Beiyou Army finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew their swords.

As soon as their actions were heard, the people from the surrounding Yun Huan Sect also responded quickly, and the sounds of sabers and swords being unsheathed could be heard one after another.

A sneer appeared on Yan Jue's lips, and he said in a cold and hard tone: "Do you also want to repeat Liu Gao's mistakes?"

Staring at Yan Jue and his Yunhuan Sect rebels, tears glistened in the eyes of the Beiyou Army's soldiers.

One of them was so grief-stricken that he knelt on the ground, crying: "My Beiyou Army is now in a desperate situation. Is there no one who can save thousands of us brothers from this dire situation?"

Yan Jue watched coldly, his voice as cold as ice: "The only one who can save you is me. You have only one way to survive, that is to obey my orders and annihilate all the people outside the city..."

His words were still echoing in the air when suddenly, a deafening roar exploded behind him: "Brothers! Yan Jue is going too far. Let's fight him!"

Before Yan Jue could react, a sharp wind was approaching from behind.

Alarm bells rang in his heart, but it was too late for him to avoid this fatal attack.

A cold light flashed across Yan Jue's neck in an instant, and then a crisp sound of broken bones echoed in the air.

Gradually, a circle of bright red marks appeared on Yan Jue's neck, and then his head rolled to the ground like a severed fruit.

The Yunhuan Sect rebels and Beiyou Army soldiers who witnessed all this turned pale and were shocked.

Suddenly, a column of blood gushed out from Yan Jue's headless body, and his headless body fell down weakly.

At this moment, Chen Ye was standing steadily behind Yan Jue, holding the bloodstained sword tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing cold determination.

Yan Jue, the once glorious leader of the Yunhuan Sect, was a master of martial arts, but he never expected that he would eventually die at the hands of Chen Ye, a drunkard and womanizer whom he despised the most.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and then the people of Yun Huan Sect woke up as if from a dream, their anger burning like a raging fire, their eyes filled with blood-red rage, and many martial artists pounced towards Chen Ye like tigers descending from the mountains.

Chen Ye, however, was like a frightened bird, retreating again and again until he reached the edge of the city wall.

He looked at the soldiers of the Beiyou Army and shouted excitedly: "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, let alone us humans! The Yunhuan Sect has ignored our dignity and humanity, how can we continue to associate with them? Brothers of Beiyou, now is the time for us to fight them to the death!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his laughter full of determination, and then his body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string, and disappeared outside the ten-meter-high city wall.

For a person who doesn't know martial arts and falls from such a height, the hope of survival is almost zero.

Chen Ye, who is usually greedy and lustful, showed amazing courage and determination at this moment.

His sudden counterattack and heroic death not only killed Yan Jue on the spot, but also made the soldiers of the Beiyou Army excited...

A soldier raised his arm and shouted loudly: "Your Excellency is right! We are human beings, not beasts! How can we let your Excellency die innocently? Brothers, take up your weapons and fight to the death with the rebels of the Yun Huan Sect!"

"Fight them!"

In an instant, the Yunhuan Sect rebels and the Beiyou Army were engaged in a fierce battle on the city walls.

Chen Ye did not fall outside the city, but fell into the city, and he did not die.

The moment he landed, a layer of metal magically covered his body, protecting him from harm.

Then, the layer of metal quickly shrank and finally condensed into an exquisite bracelet, which was quietly put on his wrist.

He was lying on the ground, seemingly motionless, as if he had died, but in fact he was secretly observing the situation.

When he saw the rebels and the Beiyou Army engaged in a melee, he quickly stood up, quietly passed through the fighting crowd, and quickly escaped into a nearby alley.

Stepping into the deep alley, he did not hesitate at all and rushed towards the deep end.

After making sure that he was far away from the city wall and safe, he slowed down, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put on a leisurely smile, and then quickly took off his clothes.

"Who are you?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a figure flashed out from behind Chen Ye like a phantom.

His action of taking off his clothes paused for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that the person coming was none other than Guan Peng, the elder of the Yunhuan Sect.

Looking around, there was no one in the empty space. Apparently, Guan Peng was the only one who followed us here.

Chen Ye turned his head slightly, looked at Guan Peng with a teasing smile, and said lightly: "Old ghost, you are also aware of the current situation of Yun Huan Sect. If I were you, I would leave the city right now and find a secluded place to live in seclusion, maybe I can still save my life."

"You are not Chen Ye, who are you?" Guan Peng stared at Chen Ye, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and asked word by word.

"You really want to know?"

"That's right!" Guan Peng answered firmly, "Even if I die, I will find out the truth!"

“Since you are so persistent…” Before Chen Ye could finish his words, a strange creaking sound came from his body.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ye's figure disappeared without a trace in a brief moment.

In his place, there was a tall, handsome, and extraordinary young man...

The two strands of black hair on his forehead were like black ribbons dancing in the wind, flowing and agile...