The disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect saw the boy in black with the black sword on his back at a glance. In Qingxuan Mountain, who else can make such a dress, only Ye Chentian, and this person has a strong sword energy , as it should be, this person is Ye Chentian.
"It's Brother Ye!"
Jian said with joy in his eyes, and Chu Yiyi rushed out without hesitation, throwing himself into Ye Chentian's arms.
"Brother Ye Chentian!"
Huangfuwen and the others were also very excited. They were at a disadvantage facing these disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect. Now that Ye Chentian is here, the situation will improve in an instant.
"Hmph, are you still planning to snatch our tokens? Now, wait for death!"
Huangfu Zhendong said coldly, bumping away from a corpse at the Yin Puppet Gate, his eyes were extremely cold, it happened that they also needed tokens, these people could be considered to have solved their urgent need.
"Yiyi, let me deal with these guys first."
Ye Chentian said with a smile, gently rubbing Chu Yiyi's hair, seeing Huangfuwen feeling depressed, if he had known about her, he would have jumped on her without hesitation, and would not have given Chu Yiyi this chance.
"No, let's go!"
The expressions of these disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect changed drastically. When Ye Chentian entered Qingxuan Mountain, everyone might not be too scared, thinking that he killed the two cracking alchemy experts just by chance, but after these three After months of experience, many disciples are well aware of the horror of Ye Chentian.
There are thousands of people who participated in this Qingxuan Conference, but no one has reached the summit yet. Ye Chentian seems to have killed nearly a hundred people and seized nearly a hundred tokens.
How can such a person not be afraid?
"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
Ye Chentian let out a cold snort, and immediately pulled out the Chiyun Sword, a sword energy flew by, and in an instant, it hit one of the disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect who was about to escape.
Not long after, this sword, with precision, beheaded the disciple of the Yin Puppet Sect.
Without hesitation, the iron blood is very strong, and they are not given time to react at all. This kind of method is really scary.
Even Jianyi, the great disciple of the Kendo Mansion who is also famous for his swordsmanship, saw this sword and secretly scolded Ye Chentian for being a pervert, and became stronger again.
"Ye Chentian, you can't let them go, they know about the secret treasure of spring!"
Huangfu Dongsheng said loudly, and everyone also realized that this group of people seemed to be aiming at some secret treasure just now, so if they were allowed to run away, they might cause big trouble.
"Secret treasure?"
Ye Chentian frowned. Although he didn't know what secret treasure Huangfu Dongsheng was talking about, he believed that if these Yin Puppet Sect disciples escaped, they would definitely call up their people to come back to make trouble again, and they would simply settle it once and for all.
"Are you able to walk away?"
Ye Chentian let out a cold snort, and immediately chased after those scattered disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect.
"I can't go away, so I just fight him!"
"Yes, he can't use profound energy here, so he won't be our opponent at all!"
"Everyone's corpse is ashamed, give it to me!"
These disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect knew that blindly running away was not an option, so they resisted and stopped the scattered movements. Instead, they gathered together, frantically broke the coffins on their backs, and walked out of the sinister corpses. .
"Give it to me!"
These disciples roared and said, but Ye Chentian obviously didn't pay attention to these people.
"You're ashamed, you want to stop me too?"
Ye Chentian sneered again and again, the kung fu practiced by the Yin Puppet Sect is indeed quite mysterious. It is not unusual to rely on this puppet technique to refine a living person into a corpse, or to refine equipment into a puppet. Famen, to put it bluntly, can be regarded as vicious.
It's just that there is no good or evil in Ye Chentian's heart, as long as he can go to the fairyland, it is a good skill.
Naturally, this method will not be discriminated against.
However, this group of disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect were so incomprehensible in their cultivation that they were ashamed, but they were destroyed by Ye Chentian's sword.
If they were able to use profound energy, these disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect with the first level of Xudan could really fight Ye Chentian fiercely, but now, the situation is one-sided.
"Ye Chentian, this time our Yin Puppet Sect will never let you go. Our second senior brother has already left the customs and came to Qingxuan Mountain."
"You wait to die, the second senior brother will definitely avenge us!"
"If you dare to snatch the secret treasure of spring spirit, you will diebsp; Huangfuwen laughed.
"Is that second senior brother very powerful?"
Ye Chentian said doubtfully.
"You don't even know Leng Zuozong of the Yin Puppet Sect?"
"Brother Ye has disappeared for more than a year after all, and it is normal not to know Leng Zuozong."
Ye Chentian looked a little embarrassed. He had done a lot of things this year, but he didn't know much about what happened in Zhongzhou, so it's normal that a new rising figure doesn't know much about it.
"After Wanxue Cave, many disciples were infected by the aura of the dark descendants, half dead, but under the care of the elders of the sect, the aura was gradually dispelled.
However, this Leng Zuozong did not dispel these breaths, but instead absorbed them all. Using these breaths, he cultivated a powerful puppet, whose strength soared, ranking twelfth on the Qingxuan list. "
Huangfuwen explained to Ye Chentian.
"Is it ranked twelfth on the Qingxuan list? Interesting."
The corners of Ye Chentian's mouth are outlined. During the year when he disappeared, there is still such a newcomer. The way of this rise is also a bit surprising. It turns out that he uses the breath of dark descendants to cultivate puppets and strengthen himself.
This Yin Puppet Sect is also bold, not at all afraid of being backlashed by puppets nurtured by the dark blood.
"Leng Zuozong's own strength is not strong, but his corpse is very strong."