"What a big tone." When Ye Chen shouted angrily, Zhang Tao rushed over like a ferocious beast. He remembered that he was seriously injured by Ye Chen's condensation a few days ago. His face was a bit distorted at the same time.

Zheng!

It was still the Yuyang sword energy that pierced the air. Zhang Tao seemed to be crazy and waved his arms wildly.

When the sword energy attacked, Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, like a fierce tiger rushing towards him, allowing the sword energy to leave bloody valleys on his body. Compared to seeing Zhang Fengnian and others being tortured, this little pain is nothing.

Seeing Ye Chen's sword energy with his body, Zhang Tao couldn't help but feel disgusted because Ye Chen was about to rush to him.

"You deserve to die." A sudden shout, Ye Chen stepped forward and rushed to Zhang Tao. His fists were clenched, and he did not use his true energy at all. He hit Zhang Tao's face with the explosive power of his body.

puff!

Zhang Tao vomited blood, and was beaten by Ye Chen and staggered backwards. His entire face was twisted. Before he could gain a foothold, he was kicked out by Ye Chen and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"This..." Seeing this, two other Hengyue disciples were shocked. An intern disciple with the second level of Qi Condensation actually defeated Zhang Tao without using his true energy, which completely out of their understanding.

"Kill, kill, kill me!" A crazy roar interrupted the shock of the two. Zhang Tao was disheveled and summoned his younger brother.

"Go together." Knowing that Ye Chen was not easy to deal with, two Hengyue disciples attacked from side to side, with true energy surrounding the palms. One condensed the palm sword and the other gathered the sword blade, which were all the most basic methods of controlling the energy.

But in Ye Chen's eyes, these are nothing.

roll!

With a loud roar, Ye Chen ran away with a thunder and swung the disciple on the left out on the spot. When he landed, he was already bleeding.

After suddenly turning around, Ye Chen jumped and killed the disciple to the right, easily avoided the disciple's palm knife, and broke his shoulder bone with one palm, and punched him over to the ground with another punch.

After fucking two disciples, Ye Chen kicked Zhang Tao away, and then hurriedly four sword energy flew out to untie Zhang Fengnian and the others' chains.

"Grandpa." As soon as he was put down, Huwa rushed to Zhang Fengnian.

"Senior, it's all my fault." Ye Chen said blamingly while instilling true energy into Zhang Fengnian, his eyes full of guilt. If it weren't for him, Zhang Tao might not have been so crazy and perverted.

"Little guy, don't blame yourself." Zhang Fengnian was indeed very injured. Although he was old, Ye Chen used his true energy to protect his heart and at least he would not have any worries about his life.

"Ye Chen swears that he will never let you be hurt again."

After working for three hours, Ye Chen collected his true energy. Zhang Fengnian had no worries about his life and could only take a few days to recuperate. The tiger baby was nourished by his true energy and was fine. However, the little eagle spirit beast had not healed the scars of the previous few days, and his wings were hooked, which probably took several months of recuperation.

After settling them down, Ye Chen's face suddenly became cold.

"We know we are wrong, we know we are wrong." One of the disciples of Hengyue was afraid of being beaten and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"If you are wrong, you have to pay the price." A cold voice sounded, like a majestic verdict. Ye Chen immediately raised his foot and kicked the disciple's dantian.

ah…!

A scream suddenly rang.

"My Dantian, my cultivation level." The disciple screamed so hard, covering his bloody lower abdomen, and sweating in pain. From now on, he is no longer a lofty immortal, but a complete waste.

Ye Chen has already walked towards another disciple.

"No...no..." The disciple looked horrified and crawled back, but he could not escape the misfortune.

ah...!

With a scream, the disciple's dantian was also kicked out, and his cultivation was completely dispersed. He was no longer an immortal, and his miserable life in the future was still destined. He could not withstand the blow and fainted on the ground.

Finally, Ye Chen turned around slowly and looked at the bloody Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao was really scared. He never thought that Ye Chen would take such a ruthless move and would actually destroy their cultivation. As a participant in this matter, he was destined to be unable to escape the fate.

"Do you know who my master is? My master is Ge Hong, the seat of Diyang Peak. How dare you hurt me?" Zhang Tao roared, but he seemed to have failed to realize the seriousness of the problem. At this moment, he still scared Ye Chen with his master.

"I said, no one can save you today." The cold voice was still bone-broken, and Ye Chen kicked it straight and destroyed Zhang Tao's dantian.

Ahhhh...!

Zhang Tao's screams were very cunning. At this moment, he was no longer a noble immortal. He was destined to be abandoned by his master. What a tragic life awaited him. Only then did he realize that he regretted that he should not provoke Ye Chen, which led to the disaster that he is now.

"The pain I give them is a hundred times more." Ye Chen's anger seemed to have not dissipated, and he took out three silver needles from the storage bag and inserted them into Zhang Tao's body.

This silver needle is a poison needle of the hunchbacked old man. It is made by extracting toxins from borers. After Ye Chen's personal experiment, this poison needle will not cause death immediately. Poisoned people will suffer the pain of poisonous insects. At this moment, it seems that it is most suitable for Zhang Tao.

Ahhhh...!

The toxin had dissipated, Zhang Tao kept wailing, and his hands were holding his body randomly, and blood marks quickly appeared.

"Let me go, please let me go." Zhang Tao hugged Ye Chen's legs, "It's all Senior Brother Zhao, all Senior Brother Zhao Long. He wanted the Heavenly Spirit Curse and sent me here, no matter what I do!"

"Zhao Long." Hearing this name, a cold light suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's eyes.

He suddenly turned around and Ye Chen walked out the door with a strong striking spirit, his body full of resentment and his cold murderous intent could not be curbed. He wanted to go up the mountain to fight to Zhao Long. Once he went up, he was destined to be covered with blood.

"Even if I die, I will make you pay a heavy price."

At this moment, on Zhengyang Mountain, Ge Honggao was on the lecture platform, teaching his cultivation experience to Diyang Peak's disciples.

"The way of cultivation should respect the heaven and earth. The heaven and earth are the greatest. Qi is the foundation of human beings. Cultivators should focus on refining Qi."

Below, the disciples were all full of respect. They remembered everything Ge Hong said and did not dare to be careless at all. Are they still afraid of him, a strict and harsh master?

After glanced at the bottom, Ge Hong gently stroked his beard.

Looking at those pairs of awe-inspiring eyes, he regarded himself as a senior. He enjoyed this feeling of being arrogant. In this Earth Yang Peak, he is the heaven and the king who controls everything.

"Zhao Long, I'll be waiting for you in Fengyuntai." Suddenly, a cold voice came to Diyang Peak.

"Who is challenging Senior Brother Zhao?" The scene suddenly became noisy.

"Can you be a disciple of the other two main peaks?"

"It's useless for anyone. Senior Brother Zhao Long is about to break through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation Heaven, and there are also secret techniques passed down by his master. In this outer sect of Hengyue Sect, except for the three true disciples of the great masters, who can defeat him?"

Zhao Long below had already stood up, but the corner of his mouth was filled with a smirk, as if he knew it was Ye Chen after hearing the sound.

"Long'er, can you tell who challenged you?" On the lecture stage, Ge Hong closed his eyes to rest, but his voice was full of disdain. Zhao Long was a disciple trained by himself and several of his most optimistic disciples. He has always been very confident about Zhao Long.

"Report to the master, he is an intern disciple named Ye Chen."

"Ye Chen?" After pondering, Ge Hong frowned slightly, as if something in the Jiuqing Pavilion was heard in his memory, and asked, "Is it that Ye Chen who is sixteen years old and has only practiced to the first level?"

"The master knows him?" Zhao Long was a little surprised.

"He wanted to be my disciple of Diyangfeng, but I refused. My Diyangfeng never took that kind of waste."

"That's how!" Hearing the reason why Ge Hong told him, the disciples all showed sarcasm and sneering sounds one after another.

"I think Ye Chen was trying to get into Yangfeng, so he thought of this method to attract the master's attention so that he could accept him as his apprentice."

"It's really easy to plot."
Chapter completed!