After killing the three people, Ye Chen's expression did not change at all, nor did he look proud. In his opinion, he just fulfilled his promise, that's all.

With his figure flashing, Ye Chen slowly landed in front of the imprisoned old man.

At this time, the old man had a pale face and breathing rapidly. In his eyes when he looked at Ye Chen, there was anger and murderous intention, but more of it was regret.

The plan to siege and kill Liu Muyun was rigorously planned by the Tianshen Palace and tried his best to get the tacit approval of the Qinwu Dynasty. But in the end, the old man was arrogant and thought that this matter could be completed easily, so he only brought three disciples.

Now, reality slapped him hard.

The siege failed, and the three disciples died at Ye Chen's hands. Faced with such a situation, the old man could not imagine how tragic he would face after returning to the Heavenly God Palace.

Ye Chen looked at the old man in front of him with cold eyes.

"When you took action, you acted so domineeringly, and looked down on everything. You didn't take our lives as a mustard in your heart. You dare to claim to be a saint like this. It's ridiculous. Don't you know, don't bully the young man's poor, this sentence?"

Ye Chen mocked him mercilessly, which made the old man feel a burst of anger in his heart, and he stared at Ye Chen tightly.

Seeing that the old man didn't speak, Ye Chen continued: "The battle of the dynasty will bring together geniuses from the Thirteen Dynastys, and as the occupant of the Heavenly God Palace will naturally attend. At that time, I hope you will open your dog's eyes again and see how I crush the genius in your eyes. I, Ye Chen, will never break my promise!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked.

Ye Chen's words were like a declaration of war, declaring war on the geniuses of the Thirteen Dynasty, and at the same time, they also declare war on the geniuses of the Heavenly God Palace and ruthlessly declared war!

Upon hearing this, Duan Chongyu was stunned at first, and then smiled helplessly.

The palm suddenly slapped out, and the soul cage shattered. The extremely powerful soul power rolled up a vortex and knocked the old man out. He retreated hundreds of meters in the air before he could barely stabilize his body, his eyes were low, and his whole old face felt hot.

"Ye Chen, you will definitely regret it."

The old man gritted his teeth and said earnestly, making Ye Chen's eyes narrow slightly, raised his head, and said coldly: "Immediately disappearing in front of my eyes, or even kill you."

Boom boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhenzi and Duan Chongyu both burst into a strong aura, full of cold murderous intent.

This time, the old man didn't dare to speak anymore, turned around and left, disappearing in front of everyone.

The crowd was sighing, and even the powerful people who were above the holy path had to flee in such a panic. This sect summit not only did not kill Ye Chen, but instead caused many prominent clan forces to lose their troops and kill all the masters.

The space was silent, Duan Chongyu's eyes slowly swept across everyone, and said lightly: "The sect summit has not ended yet. Now, who would still want to come up and fight Ye Chen?"

After the words fell, a terrifying murderous intent rolled in. On Ye Chen's right hand, the blood-colored demon lotus bloomed with a deep and terrifying pressure, which made many people breathless. Deep in their hearts, there was no idea of ​​resisting.

After the battle just now, no one underestimated Ye Chen, and even Leng Xun had to think carefully.

"Since no one goes to fight, according to the rules of the sect summit, Yuhua Sect will become the sect position of the Qinwu Dynasty. No one objected to this, right?"

Duan Chongyu's tone was still plain, but everyone could feel the partiality contained in that tone.

This sect summit is meaningless. If it weren't for the face of the royal family, Duan Chongyu would have been furious. Those prominent clan forces may be huge in the eyes of ordinary people, but to him, they are no different from ants.

"You still have some self-knowledge."

After shook his hand, Duan Chongyu turned his eyes and fell on Yuhua Sect and others, and smiled and said, "Although Ye Chen killed powerful enemies one after another at this sect summit, your support is also essential. You deserve the reputation of this sect position."

As he spoke, Duan Chongyu glanced at Feng Qingyang behind the throne, without any sneering in his sarcasm.

In order to pursue a stronger power, as the deputy leader of the Yuhua Sect, Feng Qingyang abandoned the sect and turned against him and shot him. He wanted to completely decline the Yuhua Sect. The methods were so ruthless. But now, the Yuhua Sect not only did not decline, but also won the reputation of the sect, full of glory.

Unfortunately, all this has nothing to do with Feng Qingyang.

He is no longer a member of the Yuhua Sect, but just follows a dog beside the royal family and has no status.

Feng Qingyang also felt Duan Chongyu's gaze, his face was gloomy, and his heart was filled with various emotions, complexity, regret, and unwillingness.

"Fang Yi."

No longer looking at Feng Qingyang, Duan Chongyu said to Fang Yi, "This time, in order to protect the sect, you are willing to let go of the prince's figure. This seems relaxed, but you have taken on endless pressure. I feel very relieved. If you can inherit the position of King Wu of Qin in the future, it will definitely make the dynasty more prosperous."

"Thank you, Master Duan for your praise, Fang Yi dare not take it."

Fang Yi was also excited to be able to get Duan Chongyu's praise. He looked straight ahead, where the throne was still shrouded in the golden light, making it impossible to see the expression of the figure, but Fang Yi could feel that the man's body was trembling.

He was arrogant and even sat on the throne. He claimed to be the number one genius of Qin Wu and would definitely be able to inherit the throne in the future. But at this moment, Fang Yi received the support of Duan Chongyu and said that in front of the crowd.

How can he keep calm?

"After this matter is over, the guys from the Tianshen Palace will probably not dare to do any tricks anymore. You can rest assured that according to convention, your Yuhua Sect will get a lot of resources to win the title of sect. I hope you can make good use of it and not let my efforts down." Duan Chongyu looked at Hua Haoqiong, and at the same time looked at Wu Zhenzi.

It is rare for the two major sects to advance and retreat together in the face of such a crisis. In the future, if the two major sects can maintain a good alliance, perhaps the Qinwu Dynasty will usher in a peak in its development.

Completely break the previous deadlock and become stronger.

After saying that, Duan Chongyu finally looked at Ye Chen and smiled and said, "You little guy, your strength has grown so fast that it really makes me, the old man, sigh one after another. If nothing happens, please go to Huxinting with me, and I will tell you something."

"good."

Ye Chen nodded, and the matter came to an end, so naturally there was no need to worry more. Besides, Ye Chen was still thinking about Murong Xue in his heart, and had many doubts in his heart, and wanted to ask Duan Chongyu for advice.

After explaining a few words to everyone, Ye Chen followed Duan Chongyu and left Qinjiang and rushed towards the direction of Huxin Pavilion.

The many disciples of Yuhua Sect and Tianyuan Sect also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not take action, they were extremely uncomfortable with the pressure of the powerful people of the Holy Dao.

Fortunately, it's all worth it.

This time, the Yuhua Sect won the title and received help from two saints, Wu Zhenzi and Duan Chongyu. Anyone can imagine how the Yuhua Sect will flourish in the next few years.

All of this is almost closely related to Ye Chen, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a hero!
Chapter completed!