Shinto Dantei

"How dare you!"

"Bold!"

The disciples of Tianquan Sect, led by Li Sen, were all furious after hearing Ye Chen's words.

This kid really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!

Senior Brother Lin was generous and kind enough to give him a way to live.

Unexpectedly, he actually dared to challenge!

In the sect competition, he was killed together with Senior Brother Lin?

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

Who do you think you are? I'm afraid you are not even worthy of carrying Senior Brother Lin's shoes!

The emotions in Ye Chen's pupils became deeper and stronger.

The corners of his mouth then raised a hint of arrogance.

Then, he turned and left.

His back stood between heaven and earth, and under the night, he looked extremely arrogant.

"Ye Chen, are you okay?"

Mu Wushuang's eyes were filled with tears, and he quickly took out the healing ointment from the ring and applied it on Ye Chen.

"It's okay, I'm not dead yet."

The fierceness in Ye Chen's eyes gradually dissipated.

However, the will to fight and the will to the sword in my heart became more and more intense.

I will accept this hatred and resentment!

Don't worry, I can't wait too long.

In the sect competition, I will kill Su Aoxue and you, Lin Wudong!

If I can't do this, I, Ye Chen, will never touch the sword again in my life!

Halfway up the mountain.

"Brother Lin, this kid just provoked you like that and said such treasonous words, why did you let him go? And you also affirmed his talent, what if this kid makes rapid progress in the next two months..."

Li Sen looked puzzled, and he was still puzzled in his heart.

If it were me, I would never give Ye Chen any chance.

Before he could provoke me, I would kill him!

So far, it's all over.

The probability of letting the tiger go back to the mountain is completely eliminated.

"You don't understand." Lin Wudong put his hands behind his back and said softly, "The entire land of the Hundred Kingdoms finally produced a potential seedling. How can we not make good use of it?" Hmm? Suddenly, Lin Wudong seemed to notice something and slowly turned his eyes. At the entrance of the cave, there stood a young man covered in wounds. He limped out, his face looked a little pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss. Lin Wudong's eyes focused for a moment. He didn't have too many deep impressions of this kid. Unexpectedly, he could force his way out of the group of Yin corpses. This young man was naturally Chen Le. He resolutely chose to follow Ye Chen's pace at that time. Although he was a little slower, the Yin corpses in front were almost all cleaned up by Ye Chen, so there was no danger along the way. Only when he escaped from the last fork in the road, he was scratched on the leg by a Yin corpse. He tried his best to perform the air-breaking fist technique, which shook the Yin corpse away and forced him to escape. If Ye Chen hadn't told him this in advance, Chen Le would have died in the ancient tomb ruins like other disciples.

Whenever he thought of this, he was shocked by Lin Wudong's cruelty.

"Brother Lin."

Chen Le quickly clasped his fists, "There are many Yin corpses causing trouble in this ancient tomb ruins."

Although he was a bit honest, he was not stupid.

Everything that happened was obviously the work of Lin Wudong.

If he wanted to survive, he had to pretend that he knew nothing.

"Really?"

Lin Wudong said indifferently, "Yin corpses are part of the ancient tomb ruins. Although I am an arbitrator, I cannot forcefully break the rules. I believe that the elite disciples of our ten sects will eventually fight their way out."

Chen Le's mouth twitched wildly for a few times.

Fight their way out?

Are you kidding?

The weakest of the Yin corpses inside has a half-step Xuan realm.

These monsters are simply slaughtering in the ancient tomb ruins!

In this half hour, the more than one hundred disciples who entered it are probably almost dead.

Those who can finally escape are rare... No, I'm afraid no one can escape!

So cruel, really cruel!

Chen Le's heart is trembling slightly.

This time, more than a dozen disciples of Zhenwu Sect also entered it.

On the way of escape, he witnessed seven or eight corpses of his fellow disciples.

This time, the loss was heavy!

It was really humiliating.

But Chen Le didn't dare to say a word, and could only bow his head deeply.

The instigator was right in front of him. With his powerful strength, he could crush him with just one thought.

Being able to pick up this life from the abyss is a gift from Ye Chen.

It must not be thrown away easily.

"Brother Lin is right."

Chen Le's hands were shaking, and he almost bit his teeth to pieces.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and he swallowed it back.

Another half hour.

When Lin Wudong opened his eyes again, all the tiny cries for help that he had heard had disappeared, and the entire ancient tomb was silent again, and you could hear a pin drop.

They should all be dead, right?

The corners of his mouth slowly drew an arc.

This game was indeed satisfying.

It was a pity that Ye Chen didn't fall into the trap.

But it didn't matter, anyway, he could still jump around for two months at most.

The sect competition, under the attention of everyone, was the death date of Ye Chen!

The sky gradually brightened.

In the distance, there was a sound of speeding through the air, and several figures rushed over.

The figures of these people fell to the ground like meteorites.

The leader is Kong Xian, the elder of Fengjian Sect.

Behind him are the elders of various sects.

"Lin Wudong, I have received many messages asking for help. What is going on!"

Kong Xian roared loudly, anger flashing in his pupils.

Due to the limitations of the ancient tomb ruins, the messages asking for help were intermittent and could not even form a complete sentence.

All kinds of screams were mixed in.

Not only Kong Xian, but also other sect elders also received distress signals from their own sect disciples.

All of a sudden, they came quickly from all over the place.

Lin Wudong looked indifferent, "Elders, you will know what is going on inside once you go in."

There was arrogance in his voice, and he didn't even think about explaining.

Tough and powerful.

Now that he, Lin Wudong, was the strongest man in the Hundred Kingdoms, how could he still have any respect for these so-called sect elders?

Even if he breaks up with everyone, he doesn't care.

Kong Xian's expression was shocked, and then he clenched his fists.

Lin Wudong was so arrogant!

It seems that besides Qingxuan Sect, Tianquan Sect is also a big threat!

Lin Wudong and Su Aoxue are both talented people who are rare to see in the Hundred Kingdoms for a century. If they are allowed to grow up, how can other sects have a foothold in the entire Hundred Kingdoms?

Especially the Fengjian Sect will be hit by an unprecedented impact.

"Let me go in and take a look!"

Kong Xian's figure flashed, and his figure rushed into the ruins of the ancient tomb like a sharp sword.

The next second, a dull burst of spiritual energy erupted from inside, like two air waves colliding hard together.

Then, Kong Xian's horrified voice sounded.

"Human Xuan Realm Yin Corpse!"