The strong man's right hand had broken muscles and bones, and his flesh was blurred.

Listening to Han Yue's attempt to kill all of them, he was immediately panicked and hurriedly showed the token of the sect:

"I am a disciple under the seat of the elder Guangling Zongshan. If you dare to kill me, you will follow me to bury me!"

The strong man's words did not make the old man feel afraid at all. He snorted coldly and took out a golden and purple jade tablet from his sleeve:

"Guangling Sect?"

"What if my head of the family investigates and destroys your entire sect?"

The strong man looked at the golden and purple jade token, looked at Han Yueruo again, and with a thump, he knelt directly on the ground and began to kowtow and beg for mercy.

"It's because I don't know Mount Tai. Please spare me, I will never dare to do it again."

"I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."

The fear in the strong man's heart has reached its peak.

Now he regrets it.

Using water sleeves as the martial arts, the country is bewitching.

No matter how you look at this, you don't look like someone without a background.

Why am I so stupid?

Why do you have to take on this task? Why do you have to be squinted by lust?

The strong man kept kowtowing, every sound was very sincere, and the small stones on the ground couldn't help but shake because of his kowtow.

But, is it useful?

"My little master's order is made, and it is confirmed."

"Death is your destination for the next moment!"

The murderous intent appeared in the old man's eyes.

In a flash, he came to the strong man.

"No, it's not my business. They are all asking me to do this. I'm just doing it on order."

The strong man looked at the old man right beside him and hurriedly pointed the finger at the Chen family father and son.

"What about that?"

"Why do you need a reason to kill you?"

"What's more, your journey has already touched the reverse scale. In the future, my Han family will visit Guangling Sect in person, and you are just a chess piece."

After saying something.

The old man grasped the strong man's back neck.

The strong man felt the threat of death and wanted to resist, but the martial artist was far behind a great level, and the old man's strength even stepped into the Wuzong half a step.

The strong man has no ability to resist at all.

Bang!

In just a blink of an eye, the strong man's head was directly slapped into the ground by the old man and embedded it tightly.

Next second.

The strong man's head burst out like a firework, and blood and white liquid filled the hole.

The old man turned around and looked at the Chen father and son in front of him.

Chen Yi subconsciously took a few steps back and pushed Chen Zi'an in front of him.

In Baicheng.

A martial artist is enough to be the king.

But now, what appeared in front of him was a real martial artist.

This level is no longer something that his Chen family can afford.

Why, why did Ye Suchen meet this terrifying character when he entered Senluolin?

Could it be the old friend of the Ye family?

No, it is impossible.

He knew all the old friends of the Ye family. How could a monk at the level of a great martial artist be able to be able to support the Ye family?

"Father, don't worry, Ye Wan is still behind us. Although the identity of that woman is mysterious, she always looks at Ye Suchen from time to time while talking, indicating that she is led by Ye Suchen. If we threaten Ye Wan, we may survive."

Although Chen Zi'an was very dissatisfied with Chen Yi pushing himself ahead.

But the situation is not hopeless yet. As long as there is a handle in hand, there is room for a turnaround.

"Ye Suchen, ask your two friends to stand there and don't move, otherwise we will kill your sister now!"

Chen Yi followed his son's advice, grabbed Ye Wan's neck and threatened.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have done this."

In the distance, the old man's voice sounded.

"What?"

Chen Yi didn't hear it clearly.

Next second.

Bang!

He felt his back as if it was broken, and he was hit by a palm, and blood sprayed out of his mouth.

Ye Wan, who was controlled by him, had long disappeared.

In a flash, the old man hugged Ye Wan and appeared beside Ye Suchen.

"The great martial arts master, the ability of teleportation is as easy as a backhand."

The old man handed Ye Wan to Ye Suchen and looked at the Chen family's father and son coldly. Just as he was about to kill the Chen family, Ye Suchen stopped him.

"My friend, what does this mean?"

The old man was a little confused.

Could it be that this kid has a kind heart?

If you really have such a Bodhisattva’s heart, you may not live long in this world of cultivation.

"Senior, they have a feud with me, please let me deal with them."

Hearing Ye Suchen's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then a little appreciation appeared in his eyes.

Don't rely on others, you have a strong bones.

A stylist.

Ye Suchen put Ye Wan in the backpack and watched as his sister's clothes were torn apart, and there was a faint bruise on his neck. His eyes were both angry and self-blame.

"Wanwan, you are wronged."

Ye Suchen slowly stood up, held the sword and looked at the Chen family father and son ahead.

This moment.

His tenderness towards Ye Wan completely turned into a violent look.

It was a breath that made the old man feel a little chilling.

The air was filled with the aura of destruction and despair.

Chen Yi and Chen Zi'an were completely panicked at this moment.

The thug is dead.

The hostages were also dead.

what to do?

"Hurry, go and stop him!"

Chen Yi looked at the tribe members around him and hurriedly ordered.

Holding time and getting yourself away, or the only way to do so.

But these Chen family members are not fools either.

Although they are Chen Yi's subordinates, their lives are theirs.

Before, Ye Suchen could fight ten, but now there is a great martial artist in charge. How can he fight with him?

The surviving Chen family members, without any hesitation, threw Chen Yi and Chen Zi'an down and ran to the rear quickly.

"A bunch of waste!!!"

Seeing this, Chen Yi cursed.
To be continued...